TITLE: If These Walls Could Talk (1/1 unless I get enough requests to continue)
AUTHOR: Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
DISCLAIMER: They aren't mine, but I wish they were. I own any characters not established on 7th Heaven.
CHARACTERS: The Camden family and a few other familiar faces. Possibly some new faces. Features Simon in the lead role.
SUMMARY: Simon ponders the secrets of his bedroom walls, and a few other things along the way
SPOILERS: None specifically
ARCHIVE: Sure, just let me know
FEEDBACK: Definitely! JjsLuckyStar@aol.com
If These Walls Could Talk
Chapter 2/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star
The bell was about to ring. Any second. And I'd be late for class. Again. My stupid locker wouldn't open. I banged it with the heel of my hand. Pain resonated up my arm. I hit it just right. Damn it. I hate this locker.
"Need help, Camden?" a voice called.
I looked up. Victoria. Of course it would be Victoria. "You'll be late for class."
"So what?" She turned the dial of my lock. "Combination?" I told her through grit teeth. The lock stuck, but she jerked it hard and it popped open. "You might want to consider getting a new lock."
The bell rang as she walked away, leaving me alone in the deserted hallway. Late again. My History teacher hates me already, and me being late to class every day doesn't help the situation.
I thought about skipping class. But that would be worse. Might be fun for now, but when my parents found out...I didn't even want to think about the punishment, so I trudged to class and suffered through Mr. Murphy's embarrassing acknowledgement of my late entry to class. I would never compare to my brother Matt or sister Lucy, he told me time and time again. They were good kids, great students, and was I sure I came from the same parents?
I hate my family. I wish I could have a different family. I don't want to be the preacher's kid, or Matt's brother, Mary's brother, Lucy's brother. I don't want to be Camden, or Virgin Camden, or one of the Camden kids. I want to be Simon. Just Simon. Is that so much to ask?
I kept my feelings to myself, as usual, and just smiled and apologized to Mr. Murphy as I took my seat at the back of the class, where I had an unobstructed view of Kellian Foster's beautiful head.
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I sat in the cafeteria by myself later, picking at the sorry excuse for a lunch the school offers. They called them chicken nuggets, but I looked at them and wondered which end of the chicken they came out of.
Then I looked up at Kellian sitting three tables away with her friends. A much better view. She was laughing and talking, and my heart fluttered at the way she tossed her head and shook her hair behind her shoulders. But of course she didn't even once glance my way--
"She'll never notice you in a million years."
I glared at Victoria as she sat down next to me with her tray. "Shut up."
She ignored me and went about opening her milk. " Girls like her don't notice anyone unless they're as popular as she is. And I'm sorry to tell you, Cam, but you're not."
Victoria is my best friend and has been for years, so I couldn't help but be shocked at how mean she was. Not to mention pissed that she knew. Maybe I should have told her, but Kellian was mine. My secret, my dream, my fantasy. Victoria wouldn't understand. "Don't you have some friends you can sit with?"
"I am." She didn't look at me as she took a bite of her sandwich. Suddenly she was the last person I wanted to be with at the moment.
"Fine. I'll leave."
That got her and she put down her food. "Hey, I'm sorry Simon. I didn't mean anything."
I knew she was truly sorry. We didn't fight often, but when we did it was bad and so we both did our best to avoid anything like that. At the same time there was still a tightness in my chest I couldn't seem to get rid of, and it felt like my nerves were burning. Still, I didn't want to take it out on her. "I'm sorry. I'm just in a bad mood I guess."
She fixed her eyes on me and I couldn't look away. She has weird eyes, so light grey they're almost silver, and she also has this way of looking at you, or me at least, like some kind of bird of prey that has you in its sights and isn't about to let you go till it has what it wants. I squirmed.
"Why do you even waste your time on bitches like her?"
Another wave of irritation washed over me. "Can we not talk about her?"
"Okay." She went to work on her sandwich again, releasing me from her gaze. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Anything. I heard there's a pop quiz in Gibson's class."
"Yeah, but it's easy if you did your homework."
"I did. Most of it." Great. I didn't do any of it. But I wasn't about to tell Victoria that because she always did every bit of homework possible, sometimes even before we leave school.
"Then you should be fine."
"You're not going to tell me the answers are you?"
Victoria chewed in silence. I sighed and looked at my watch. "When is the bell going to ring?"
"Why, can't stand being with me?"
"It's not that. I'm just anxious to get that quiz over with." I snuck a peek at Kellian who was sipping daintily at a soda. When she was done she licked her lips and I almost fell off my seat.
"It's no big deal."
I looked back at Victoria, hoping she hadn't seen me checking out Kellian. "Then why won't you tell me anything?"
That hawk stare again. "Because it's cheating and I don't cheat."
"Since when?"
"Since I grew up."
"You've always helped me before."
"Well, FYI, Gibson said the questions will be different for each class." She picked up an apple.
"Fine. Don't help me."
She dropped the apple on the tray with a thump and stood abruptly. "Why don't you go ask Kellian to help you?"
"Victoria--" Too late. She was gone, dumping the rest of her lunch in a trashcan and through the doors of the cafeteria, her dark hair swinging. There was nothing left for me to do but sit and secretly watch Kellian while feeling bad for making my best friend mad. I wasn't even sure what had happened.
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End chapter two. My best friend, Jordan, helped with the second half of the chapter, by providing Victoria's voice and also writing out the narrative. Please R/R to let us know what you think of the chapter! Thanks! Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
AUTHOR: Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)
DISCLAIMER: They aren't mine, but I wish they were. I own any characters not established on 7th Heaven.
CHARACTERS: The Camden family and a few other familiar faces. Possibly some new faces. Features Simon in the lead role.
SUMMARY: Simon ponders the secrets of his bedroom walls, and a few other things along the way
SPOILERS: None specifically
ARCHIVE: Sure, just let me know
FEEDBACK: Definitely! JjsLuckyStar@aol.com
If These Walls Could Talk
Chapter 2/?
A 7th Heaven Fan Fic by Lucky Star
The bell was about to ring. Any second. And I'd be late for class. Again. My stupid locker wouldn't open. I banged it with the heel of my hand. Pain resonated up my arm. I hit it just right. Damn it. I hate this locker.
"Need help, Camden?" a voice called.
I looked up. Victoria. Of course it would be Victoria. "You'll be late for class."
"So what?" She turned the dial of my lock. "Combination?" I told her through grit teeth. The lock stuck, but she jerked it hard and it popped open. "You might want to consider getting a new lock."
The bell rang as she walked away, leaving me alone in the deserted hallway. Late again. My History teacher hates me already, and me being late to class every day doesn't help the situation.
I thought about skipping class. But that would be worse. Might be fun for now, but when my parents found out...I didn't even want to think about the punishment, so I trudged to class and suffered through Mr. Murphy's embarrassing acknowledgement of my late entry to class. I would never compare to my brother Matt or sister Lucy, he told me time and time again. They were good kids, great students, and was I sure I came from the same parents?
I hate my family. I wish I could have a different family. I don't want to be the preacher's kid, or Matt's brother, Mary's brother, Lucy's brother. I don't want to be Camden, or Virgin Camden, or one of the Camden kids. I want to be Simon. Just Simon. Is that so much to ask?
I kept my feelings to myself, as usual, and just smiled and apologized to Mr. Murphy as I took my seat at the back of the class, where I had an unobstructed view of Kellian Foster's beautiful head.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I sat in the cafeteria by myself later, picking at the sorry excuse for a lunch the school offers. They called them chicken nuggets, but I looked at them and wondered which end of the chicken they came out of.
Then I looked up at Kellian sitting three tables away with her friends. A much better view. She was laughing and talking, and my heart fluttered at the way she tossed her head and shook her hair behind her shoulders. But of course she didn't even once glance my way--
"She'll never notice you in a million years."
I glared at Victoria as she sat down next to me with her tray. "Shut up."
She ignored me and went about opening her milk. " Girls like her don't notice anyone unless they're as popular as she is. And I'm sorry to tell you, Cam, but you're not."
Victoria is my best friend and has been for years, so I couldn't help but be shocked at how mean she was. Not to mention pissed that she knew. Maybe I should have told her, but Kellian was mine. My secret, my dream, my fantasy. Victoria wouldn't understand. "Don't you have some friends you can sit with?"
"I am." She didn't look at me as she took a bite of her sandwich. Suddenly she was the last person I wanted to be with at the moment.
"Fine. I'll leave."
That got her and she put down her food. "Hey, I'm sorry Simon. I didn't mean anything."
I knew she was truly sorry. We didn't fight often, but when we did it was bad and so we both did our best to avoid anything like that. At the same time there was still a tightness in my chest I couldn't seem to get rid of, and it felt like my nerves were burning. Still, I didn't want to take it out on her. "I'm sorry. I'm just in a bad mood I guess."
She fixed her eyes on me and I couldn't look away. She has weird eyes, so light grey they're almost silver, and she also has this way of looking at you, or me at least, like some kind of bird of prey that has you in its sights and isn't about to let you go till it has what it wants. I squirmed.
"Why do you even waste your time on bitches like her?"
Another wave of irritation washed over me. "Can we not talk about her?"
"Okay." She went to work on her sandwich again, releasing me from her gaze. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Anything. I heard there's a pop quiz in Gibson's class."
"Yeah, but it's easy if you did your homework."
"I did. Most of it." Great. I didn't do any of it. But I wasn't about to tell Victoria that because she always did every bit of homework possible, sometimes even before we leave school.
"Then you should be fine."
"You're not going to tell me the answers are you?"
Victoria chewed in silence. I sighed and looked at my watch. "When is the bell going to ring?"
"Why, can't stand being with me?"
"It's not that. I'm just anxious to get that quiz over with." I snuck a peek at Kellian who was sipping daintily at a soda. When she was done she licked her lips and I almost fell off my seat.
"It's no big deal."
I looked back at Victoria, hoping she hadn't seen me checking out Kellian. "Then why won't you tell me anything?"
That hawk stare again. "Because it's cheating and I don't cheat."
"Since when?"
"Since I grew up."
"You've always helped me before."
"Well, FYI, Gibson said the questions will be different for each class." She picked up an apple.
"Fine. Don't help me."
She dropped the apple on the tray with a thump and stood abruptly. "Why don't you go ask Kellian to help you?"
"Victoria--" Too late. She was gone, dumping the rest of her lunch in a trashcan and through the doors of the cafeteria, her dark hair swinging. There was nothing left for me to do but sit and secretly watch Kellian while feeling bad for making my best friend mad. I wasn't even sure what had happened.
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End chapter two. My best friend, Jordan, helped with the second half of the chapter, by providing Victoria's voice and also writing out the narrative. Please R/R to let us know what you think of the chapter! Thanks! Lucky Star (JjsLuckyStar@aol.com)