A sequel to Plied Hearts!
Garet: Joy.
Hey, lots of people liked Plied Hearts, Garet-chan. This story has the same setting and it's a modern-day myth, too. The only difference is that my English teacher isn't forcing me to write it.
Garet: How come I never get the girl in any of your stories.
Because I'm saving you for me, silly!
Garet: ...
^_^;; Right. Read and Review!
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Stone Wall of Fire
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Chapter One: Conflagration
Jenna watched mournfully as she saw Mia racing down the hall towards her. "It's Picard again, isn't it?"
Mia nodded, grinning broadly. "He's asked me to a dance at his school!"
"Whoop-diddy," Jenna said sarcastically.
"What's your problem?" Mia asked.
Jenna glowered. "Boys are my problem, that's what."
Mia winced. "Garet tried to ask you out again, didn't he?"
"I wasn't able to injure him sufficiently last time," Jenna sighed. "And he had the nerve to ask me if I'd go to Mickey D's."
"I think he was just hungry and wanted to know if he could get you anything," Garet murmured as he walked past them, his left eye surrounded by a black and blue ring.
"No one asked you!" Jenna barked and stormed off to her next class.
Mia raced after her. "Hey, calm down. Why don't you come to the dance with Picard and me? He wouldn't mind and maybe you could meet some new friends."
"Just so long as Garet won't be there," Jenna sighed. "I would like to go to a dance where I don't have to worry about seeing any of the jerks the next day."
"It's settled then!" Mia smiled. "Picard-chan and I will pick you up at eight tomorrow."
"Picard-chan?" Jenna watched Mia walk away and waved to her brother as he came towards her.
"I saw Garet's bruise," Felix grinned. "Good job."
Jenna adjusted her dog collar choker slightly in the mirror. Garet had given to her a Christmas or two ago, just before he had started getting all mushy. 'Never mind that,' she though, 'I am so not worrying about Garet tonight. I'm gonna meet some guys, hang out with Mia, and avoid Picard.'
A horn honked outside and Jenna waved goodbye to Felix, who couldn't decide wither or not he liked Picard for not coming to the door. Jenna slid into the back of Picard's jaguar and buckled her seat belt. "What's up, guys?"
Mia looked back at her from shotgun. "We're meeting some of Picard's friends at the dance. I think you'll like one of them."
Jenna cringed inside. Mia wanted to set her up with some desperate guy, did she? Well, she'd just have to make the best of the situation, since she'd already agreed to go with them. "That sounds fun."
When they got to Picard's school, Jenna shuttered in the romantic atmosphere of the gym. Picard led the way to corner where his friends were staked out. "Hey, everyone, this is Mia's friend, Jenna."
"Hi, I'm Sheba," a blond hair girl waved and pointed to her date, "and this is Ivan."
"'Lo," Ivan nodded.
"How'd you guys get here before us?" Picard asked kindly. "I thought you were going to walk."
"We were," Sheba smiled. "But Ivan's sister, Hama, was in town, so she gave us a ride."
"Have you guys seen Isaac?" Mia queried. "I wanted Jenna to meet him."
"Shut up, you," Sheba hit Ivan as he tried to stifle a laugh. "Isaac went to get us some punch."
"We'll go find him," Picard said, taking Mia's hand and walking off.
Jenna slouched against the wall. "Okay, so what's wrong with him?"
"With who?" Sheba asked innocently.
"What's wrong with this Isaac person?" Jenna interrogated again.
Sheba bit her lip and hit Ivan again. "He's really nice."
"Ugly," Jenna interpreted. "Okay, I can deal with that as long as he isn't horribly disfigured. What else?"
Ivan was about to say something when Sheba hit him a third time. "Isaac isn't ugly, he's kinda cute. He just doesn't talk much and he's a bit of a loner. The problem isn't really with him, though, it's with Ivan."
"You're getting hooked up with Isaac!" Ivan blurted out and cracked up.
Jenna was the one who hit him this time. Ivan blinked, because he obviously wasn't accustomed to be hit by anyone but Sheba, but it shut him up. "Do you find that funny, little man?"
"Nice hit."
Jenna whirled around to see a dreamy blue eyed guy acknowledging her. "Oh, hi."
"What did you do this time, Ivan?" Picard asked tiredly as he walked up with Mia.
"She hit me!" Ivan exclaimed.
Sheba rolled her eyes. "It took him a while, didn't it?"
"Jenna, this is Isaac," Mia explained, pointing to the newcomer.
Sheba had lied. Isaac wasn't 'kinda cute,' he was gorgeous! His dirty blond hair stuck out in every direction as he turned his head to look at her and his cool blue eyes gazed steadily back at her. He looked slightly uncomfortable in a place this crowded, stuffy place, but he seemed willing to stay to be with her.
Jenna crossed her arms and forced a glare. "Hello."
"Hi," Isaac murmured negligently.
"Well, she hasn't bitten his head off yet," Picard smiled. "That's a good sign."
"Let's go dance," Mia said, leading Picard away from Jenna, who was steadily glaring daggers.
Isaac handed Sheba and Ivan the punch he had gotten for them. "Do you want some punch, too, Jenna?"
Jenna was inwardly distressed that he was so willing to leave her side. Instead of mentioning anything remotely similar to that she slouched against the wall and grumbled, "I don't get thirsty."
"Okay then," Isaac shrugged and leaned on the wall beside her. Jenna couldn't remember doing so much wall leaning in her life. Chairs were apparently a comfort that Picard's school easily overlooked.
"Ivan, I like this song! C'mon, let's go dance!" Sheba exclaimed, grabbing Ivan's hand and pulling him out onto the dance floor.
"So..." Isaac began, obviously at a loss of how to start a conversation.
"So what?" Jenna spat.
"Do you like any sports or art or anything?" Isaac asked slowly.
"I hate everything," Jenna glowered.
"I hate those mime people, so we have something in common," Isaac chuckled.
Jenna refused to like him. She was utterly discussed by the idea of falling in love at first sight...but still... "I was a mime for Halloween once."
"Ironic, I was a glass box one Halloween," Isaac said.
Jenna held back a laugh. No, she was not going to like him. There was no way she would like a guy who had been a glass box.
"Do you want to dance tonight?" Isaac queried.
"I'm two left feet," Jenna replied, almost a little reluctantly.
"So am I," Isaac admitted. "I notice that we're both wearing sturdy shoes, though."
"I'm not feeling well," Jenna lied. "I'm going to walk home."
Isaac looked distressed. "It's almost dark. You shouldn't walk home alone."
"I've taken kendo," Jenna shrugged.
Isaac caught up with her. "I took karate. I'll come with you."
"No, you should stay and dance with someone," Jenna disagreed.
"So should you," Isaac said.
Jenna stopped. They were close to the dance floor and this song was almost over. Dancing for a half-song couldn't hurt her. "Okay. One dance, then I'm going home."
Garet: Joy.
Hey, lots of people liked Plied Hearts, Garet-chan. This story has the same setting and it's a modern-day myth, too. The only difference is that my English teacher isn't forcing me to write it.
Garet: How come I never get the girl in any of your stories.
Because I'm saving you for me, silly!
Garet: ...
^_^;; Right. Read and Review!
***
Stone Wall of Fire
~~~~
Chapter One: Conflagration
Jenna watched mournfully as she saw Mia racing down the hall towards her. "It's Picard again, isn't it?"
Mia nodded, grinning broadly. "He's asked me to a dance at his school!"
"Whoop-diddy," Jenna said sarcastically.
"What's your problem?" Mia asked.
Jenna glowered. "Boys are my problem, that's what."
Mia winced. "Garet tried to ask you out again, didn't he?"
"I wasn't able to injure him sufficiently last time," Jenna sighed. "And he had the nerve to ask me if I'd go to Mickey D's."
"I think he was just hungry and wanted to know if he could get you anything," Garet murmured as he walked past them, his left eye surrounded by a black and blue ring.
"No one asked you!" Jenna barked and stormed off to her next class.
Mia raced after her. "Hey, calm down. Why don't you come to the dance with Picard and me? He wouldn't mind and maybe you could meet some new friends."
"Just so long as Garet won't be there," Jenna sighed. "I would like to go to a dance where I don't have to worry about seeing any of the jerks the next day."
"It's settled then!" Mia smiled. "Picard-chan and I will pick you up at eight tomorrow."
"Picard-chan?" Jenna watched Mia walk away and waved to her brother as he came towards her.
"I saw Garet's bruise," Felix grinned. "Good job."
Jenna adjusted her dog collar choker slightly in the mirror. Garet had given to her a Christmas or two ago, just before he had started getting all mushy. 'Never mind that,' she though, 'I am so not worrying about Garet tonight. I'm gonna meet some guys, hang out with Mia, and avoid Picard.'
A horn honked outside and Jenna waved goodbye to Felix, who couldn't decide wither or not he liked Picard for not coming to the door. Jenna slid into the back of Picard's jaguar and buckled her seat belt. "What's up, guys?"
Mia looked back at her from shotgun. "We're meeting some of Picard's friends at the dance. I think you'll like one of them."
Jenna cringed inside. Mia wanted to set her up with some desperate guy, did she? Well, she'd just have to make the best of the situation, since she'd already agreed to go with them. "That sounds fun."
When they got to Picard's school, Jenna shuttered in the romantic atmosphere of the gym. Picard led the way to corner where his friends were staked out. "Hey, everyone, this is Mia's friend, Jenna."
"Hi, I'm Sheba," a blond hair girl waved and pointed to her date, "and this is Ivan."
"'Lo," Ivan nodded.
"How'd you guys get here before us?" Picard asked kindly. "I thought you were going to walk."
"We were," Sheba smiled. "But Ivan's sister, Hama, was in town, so she gave us a ride."
"Have you guys seen Isaac?" Mia queried. "I wanted Jenna to meet him."
"Shut up, you," Sheba hit Ivan as he tried to stifle a laugh. "Isaac went to get us some punch."
"We'll go find him," Picard said, taking Mia's hand and walking off.
Jenna slouched against the wall. "Okay, so what's wrong with him?"
"With who?" Sheba asked innocently.
"What's wrong with this Isaac person?" Jenna interrogated again.
Sheba bit her lip and hit Ivan again. "He's really nice."
"Ugly," Jenna interpreted. "Okay, I can deal with that as long as he isn't horribly disfigured. What else?"
Ivan was about to say something when Sheba hit him a third time. "Isaac isn't ugly, he's kinda cute. He just doesn't talk much and he's a bit of a loner. The problem isn't really with him, though, it's with Ivan."
"You're getting hooked up with Isaac!" Ivan blurted out and cracked up.
Jenna was the one who hit him this time. Ivan blinked, because he obviously wasn't accustomed to be hit by anyone but Sheba, but it shut him up. "Do you find that funny, little man?"
"Nice hit."
Jenna whirled around to see a dreamy blue eyed guy acknowledging her. "Oh, hi."
"What did you do this time, Ivan?" Picard asked tiredly as he walked up with Mia.
"She hit me!" Ivan exclaimed.
Sheba rolled her eyes. "It took him a while, didn't it?"
"Jenna, this is Isaac," Mia explained, pointing to the newcomer.
Sheba had lied. Isaac wasn't 'kinda cute,' he was gorgeous! His dirty blond hair stuck out in every direction as he turned his head to look at her and his cool blue eyes gazed steadily back at her. He looked slightly uncomfortable in a place this crowded, stuffy place, but he seemed willing to stay to be with her.
Jenna crossed her arms and forced a glare. "Hello."
"Hi," Isaac murmured negligently.
"Well, she hasn't bitten his head off yet," Picard smiled. "That's a good sign."
"Let's go dance," Mia said, leading Picard away from Jenna, who was steadily glaring daggers.
Isaac handed Sheba and Ivan the punch he had gotten for them. "Do you want some punch, too, Jenna?"
Jenna was inwardly distressed that he was so willing to leave her side. Instead of mentioning anything remotely similar to that she slouched against the wall and grumbled, "I don't get thirsty."
"Okay then," Isaac shrugged and leaned on the wall beside her. Jenna couldn't remember doing so much wall leaning in her life. Chairs were apparently a comfort that Picard's school easily overlooked.
"Ivan, I like this song! C'mon, let's go dance!" Sheba exclaimed, grabbing Ivan's hand and pulling him out onto the dance floor.
"So..." Isaac began, obviously at a loss of how to start a conversation.
"So what?" Jenna spat.
"Do you like any sports or art or anything?" Isaac asked slowly.
"I hate everything," Jenna glowered.
"I hate those mime people, so we have something in common," Isaac chuckled.
Jenna refused to like him. She was utterly discussed by the idea of falling in love at first sight...but still... "I was a mime for Halloween once."
"Ironic, I was a glass box one Halloween," Isaac said.
Jenna held back a laugh. No, she was not going to like him. There was no way she would like a guy who had been a glass box.
"Do you want to dance tonight?" Isaac queried.
"I'm two left feet," Jenna replied, almost a little reluctantly.
"So am I," Isaac admitted. "I notice that we're both wearing sturdy shoes, though."
"I'm not feeling well," Jenna lied. "I'm going to walk home."
Isaac looked distressed. "It's almost dark. You shouldn't walk home alone."
"I've taken kendo," Jenna shrugged.
Isaac caught up with her. "I took karate. I'll come with you."
"No, you should stay and dance with someone," Jenna disagreed.
"So should you," Isaac said.
Jenna stopped. They were close to the dance floor and this song was almost over. Dancing for a half-song couldn't hurt her. "Okay. One dance, then I'm going home."