This is my 1ST fan fic & I'm SO excited. I hope you enjoy it.
Summary: Natasha is the beautiful and spoiled daughter of a Senator and a socialite who has a bad habit of getting into trouble. When she's sent to CGL to protect her father's campaign, she discovers a lot more about herself.
FYI: I don't own the characters except for the Arbors . but then again I don't own Louis Sachar or any of the movie actors. but it would be pretty cool if I did (lol. just kidding)
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Patricia and William Burke were both situated in different places of their only child's bedroom. Patricia sat on the ledge of her daughter's window, looking through the glass and dabbing her eyes with a tissue occasionally. William was leaning on the doorframe, looking around his daughter's room. Natasha, William and Patricia's daughter, was quickly stuffed multiple items into her Gucci messenger bag, making her the only one making any noise. Every once in a while, she would sigh angrily, only to not be given the attention it was expecting. Finally, after 5 minutes of non-stop sighing, William couldn't take it anymore.
"Why are you always such a drama queen, Natasha?" said William.
She sighed, once again. She had gotten to the point where the only time she called her parents "mom" or "dad" was at a public function. "Well Will, if you must know why I'm upset," answered Natasha. "It's because of the fact that you're shipping me off to the middle of nowhere just because I gave you a little bit of trouble and you don't wanna look bad!"
"A little bit of trouble? A LITTLE BIT OF TROUBLE? I wouldn't call all the things you've done a little bit of trouble! William yelled.
"Oh, that's right, I remember now. I'm the family screw-up! Forgive me-- I keep forgetting my purpose! I bet you're really happy right now because I'm gonna be totally miserable!"
"I don't want to make you miserable, all I want to have a clean slate before the elections and for you to clean up you're act!"
"Oh yes, that's my #1 priority!"
"Will both of you cool it for at least one minute?! I'm already upset enough that Natasha's leaving for a year and a half, but all this fighting is just making it worse!" Patricia Arbor screamed, as she began hysterical sobbing. William and Natasha both mumbled their apologies.
After a few somber minutes, William broke the silence. "C'mon, Natasha. This place isn't going to SO bad."
"Yeah, okay, whatever," mumbled Natasha, which lead to a few more silent moments. Eventually, both of Natasha's parents made excuses to leave her room, which left Natasha to think. She placed her bag on the floor and collapsed onto her queen-sized bed. This is my last night in this room for a year and a half, she thought. The amount of time away from home and her usual lifestyle almost frightened her. No friends, no family, no parties, no drinking, and no smoking for all that time. damn this really does suck!
She decided not to eat dinner with her parents that night, so she took her food up to her room. After she was done with that, she made some farewell phone calls to all her friends, wrote in her diary, placed her diary securely in her bag, and began watching t. v. before finally drifting off to sleep. Just before she fell into unconsciousness, she had one thought.
I wonder what this camp's gonna be like anyway?
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Ok, that was just to setup the basic outline for Natasha's past. PLEASE read and review. it would be appreciated.
Thanks, BonitaBella
Summary: Natasha is the beautiful and spoiled daughter of a Senator and a socialite who has a bad habit of getting into trouble. When she's sent to CGL to protect her father's campaign, she discovers a lot more about herself.
FYI: I don't own the characters except for the Arbors . but then again I don't own Louis Sachar or any of the movie actors. but it would be pretty cool if I did (lol. just kidding)
~*~
Patricia and William Burke were both situated in different places of their only child's bedroom. Patricia sat on the ledge of her daughter's window, looking through the glass and dabbing her eyes with a tissue occasionally. William was leaning on the doorframe, looking around his daughter's room. Natasha, William and Patricia's daughter, was quickly stuffed multiple items into her Gucci messenger bag, making her the only one making any noise. Every once in a while, she would sigh angrily, only to not be given the attention it was expecting. Finally, after 5 minutes of non-stop sighing, William couldn't take it anymore.
"Why are you always such a drama queen, Natasha?" said William.
She sighed, once again. She had gotten to the point where the only time she called her parents "mom" or "dad" was at a public function. "Well Will, if you must know why I'm upset," answered Natasha. "It's because of the fact that you're shipping me off to the middle of nowhere just because I gave you a little bit of trouble and you don't wanna look bad!"
"A little bit of trouble? A LITTLE BIT OF TROUBLE? I wouldn't call all the things you've done a little bit of trouble! William yelled.
"Oh, that's right, I remember now. I'm the family screw-up! Forgive me-- I keep forgetting my purpose! I bet you're really happy right now because I'm gonna be totally miserable!"
"I don't want to make you miserable, all I want to have a clean slate before the elections and for you to clean up you're act!"
"Oh yes, that's my #1 priority!"
"Will both of you cool it for at least one minute?! I'm already upset enough that Natasha's leaving for a year and a half, but all this fighting is just making it worse!" Patricia Arbor screamed, as she began hysterical sobbing. William and Natasha both mumbled their apologies.
After a few somber minutes, William broke the silence. "C'mon, Natasha. This place isn't going to SO bad."
"Yeah, okay, whatever," mumbled Natasha, which lead to a few more silent moments. Eventually, both of Natasha's parents made excuses to leave her room, which left Natasha to think. She placed her bag on the floor and collapsed onto her queen-sized bed. This is my last night in this room for a year and a half, she thought. The amount of time away from home and her usual lifestyle almost frightened her. No friends, no family, no parties, no drinking, and no smoking for all that time. damn this really does suck!
She decided not to eat dinner with her parents that night, so she took her food up to her room. After she was done with that, she made some farewell phone calls to all her friends, wrote in her diary, placed her diary securely in her bag, and began watching t. v. before finally drifting off to sleep. Just before she fell into unconsciousness, she had one thought.
I wonder what this camp's gonna be like anyway?
~*~
Ok, that was just to setup the basic outline for Natasha's past. PLEASE read and review. it would be appreciated.
Thanks, BonitaBella