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wouldn't be doing this right?
A/N: Hey people this is my first fic so be nice. Just to let you know I have read the books so parts of this story will be filled in from the book but most of it will be from the movie just because it's easier. Review will be greatly appreciated, flames not! R&R!!!
Chapter 1
Everyone snickered as the teacher led her to the front of the class. She was wearing normal clothing: dark blue washed flared jeans and a tank top that said superstar in sparkly letters across the front. She also looked very pretty. She had a perfect body, she was tall - roughly five foot ten, she had long light brown hair with blonde highlights, perfect slightly tanned skin and intense turquoise eyes. But she was wearing a silver circlet on her head and about her hips were a few gold chains hanging from her body as if they were sashes. She looked like a cross between a fairy tale princess and an elf. The worst although was when the teacher presented her to us a Laranya Fat-arren. The whole class burst out laughing. She wasn't fat at all, but we couldn't help laughing anyway.
She looked down, embarrassed. "My name is Laranya Fa-Tarren," she said quietly, closing her eyes.
"Oh sorry," mumbled the teacher as if trying to redeem herself in Laranya eyes. Ms. Jarnes got on with her lesson as Laranya sat down at the back of the class.
I should tell you that my class didn't like me. They were really cliquish, and weren't very accepting of newcomers. I had only lived in Sheraton for two years, so everyone shunned me. I was born in northern California, just bellow the Oregon border, on the coast. When I was eight and a half we moved to southern France for three years. Then we moved back to the US, to Sheraton, which was not far off the coast in Washington. I knew they would shun her, just as they did me.
As much as I hate to say this, I was ecstatic at the prospect of another reject.
*
I leapt at the chance to become friends with Laranya. She sat alone at lunch, so I went over to her.
"Hi," I said, smiling. "My name's April." I'm surprised she didn't already know this, since I was the official loser of the class.
She didn't answer. She didn't even look up at me. I hadn't expected her to be this hostile.
"Um can I eat with you?" I asked.
Again no answer.
I sat down anyway. "Okay. Well I'll just sit anyway. Look don't pay attention to those jerks over there. They're just little superficial little freaks and don't know what to think, cause their brains are all messed up," I told her.
She finally looked up at me. "I know. I've been through the same things at quite a few schools. People get the idea that I'm a freak and shun me. Why not you huh?"
"Cuz I'm a reject too cuz I just moved here two years ago."
It was rather sad to see her brighten at the prospect of my rejection, but I held my tongue and refrained from telling her that. She smiled and invited me to sit beside her. "Call me Lara."
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We became best friends. I went over to her house a lot. I hardly ever invited her over to my house. My parents were constantly bickering and fighting, and I was rather ashamed of them. They often dragged me into their fights so I preferred to stay away from them as much as possible. So Lara and I went over to her house. Lara's parents weren't much better; they ignored her completely. In fact they ignored each other completely. I would have enjoyed this peace. I had a feeling Lara was adopted though, because she looked nothing like her parents. Her mother was an extremely pale wiry woman, with ragged jet-black hair and empty gray eyes. Her father was just as skinny though a little darker skinned, with dark brown hair, and dark brown eyes. He looked far more intelligent than his wife though. Mrs. Fatarren looked like she was on some kind of drug.
Lara's father was very rich as well. He was an executive at a major company (God knows what he was doing in Sheraton), so Lara got everything she wanted. I started to wonder why she didn't have any superficial friends who wanted her money. The family also had a personal trainer, but I didn't think Lara's parents ever went to him. The first time I went over to her house, her trainer had informed me that I was flabby and lazy, and that he would start me on a program right away without cost. I tried to refuse, but he had hurt my ego so badly that I ended up agreeing with him anyway. Also the fact that I went over to Lara's everyday anyway made it rather difficult to avoid him.
So my life became way more enjoyable. I had a friend. This may not seem like a big deal, but when you've been a loser for so long a friend is a welcome change. So my life was enjoyable for the next year and a half.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
But of course all good things come to an end.
It was Lara's sweet sixteen in couple of weeks. Since Lara had decided she didn't want to go out and party, we were going to skip school and just hang out, perhaps wander in the forests behind her house.
I got to her house pretty early since I had been forced out of bed and out of the house by my mother who had screamed at me for not being ready to go to school. I hadn't told her that I wouldn't be going that day.
"Hi," said Lara opening the door for me. "Come on in." Obviously her parents didn't care whether she went to school since her mother was still home.
She invited me into her room. "I thought we could go out into the woods for the day. They're really beautiful."
I could hardly refuse. She had already packed a backpack with lunches and everything we needed. So headed out to the spot she had said we would find a wondrous waterfall. We stopped in a clearing and Lara took out something that looked like a compass. I hoped she wasn't too lost. I wasn't big on hiking and I wanted to get to our destination as quickly as possible.
Suddenly I was overcome with dizziness. The landscape began to spin and I felt like throwing up. I leaned against a tree trying to keep my balance. Suddenly it felt as though the earth was falling away beneath my feet. I clung to the tree like a life preserver aware of how ridiculous I probably looked. But I still felt like I was falling or just moving in a bleak expanse of nothingness where time and space didn't exist.
As quickly as the feeling had come on it went away. I felt firm ground under my feet and my vision cleared. I looked around for Lara but she was nowhere to be found. Then I noticed it was the middle of the night. I must have been in my flu-symptoms-like state for quite a while. But where was Lara? Had she just abandoned me here? Or worse had she gone to find my parents to tell them about this?
Suddenly I heard footsteps behind me. I got to my feet and turned around expecting to see Lara. But instead I saw a shaggy looking wanderer. And what was worse was that I could openly see weapons on him.
The first terrifying thought that entered my mind was 'RAPIST'.
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A/N: Yah I know that chapter was kinda boring but oh well, she has to get into M-E somehow. Next ones'll be better. Review!!
A/N: Hey people this is my first fic so be nice. Just to let you know I have read the books so parts of this story will be filled in from the book but most of it will be from the movie just because it's easier. Review will be greatly appreciated, flames not! R&R!!!
Chapter 1
Everyone snickered as the teacher led her to the front of the class. She was wearing normal clothing: dark blue washed flared jeans and a tank top that said superstar in sparkly letters across the front. She also looked very pretty. She had a perfect body, she was tall - roughly five foot ten, she had long light brown hair with blonde highlights, perfect slightly tanned skin and intense turquoise eyes. But she was wearing a silver circlet on her head and about her hips were a few gold chains hanging from her body as if they were sashes. She looked like a cross between a fairy tale princess and an elf. The worst although was when the teacher presented her to us a Laranya Fat-arren. The whole class burst out laughing. She wasn't fat at all, but we couldn't help laughing anyway.
She looked down, embarrassed. "My name is Laranya Fa-Tarren," she said quietly, closing her eyes.
"Oh sorry," mumbled the teacher as if trying to redeem herself in Laranya eyes. Ms. Jarnes got on with her lesson as Laranya sat down at the back of the class.
I should tell you that my class didn't like me. They were really cliquish, and weren't very accepting of newcomers. I had only lived in Sheraton for two years, so everyone shunned me. I was born in northern California, just bellow the Oregon border, on the coast. When I was eight and a half we moved to southern France for three years. Then we moved back to the US, to Sheraton, which was not far off the coast in Washington. I knew they would shun her, just as they did me.
As much as I hate to say this, I was ecstatic at the prospect of another reject.
*
I leapt at the chance to become friends with Laranya. She sat alone at lunch, so I went over to her.
"Hi," I said, smiling. "My name's April." I'm surprised she didn't already know this, since I was the official loser of the class.
She didn't answer. She didn't even look up at me. I hadn't expected her to be this hostile.
"Um can I eat with you?" I asked.
Again no answer.
I sat down anyway. "Okay. Well I'll just sit anyway. Look don't pay attention to those jerks over there. They're just little superficial little freaks and don't know what to think, cause their brains are all messed up," I told her.
She finally looked up at me. "I know. I've been through the same things at quite a few schools. People get the idea that I'm a freak and shun me. Why not you huh?"
"Cuz I'm a reject too cuz I just moved here two years ago."
It was rather sad to see her brighten at the prospect of my rejection, but I held my tongue and refrained from telling her that. She smiled and invited me to sit beside her. "Call me Lara."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
We became best friends. I went over to her house a lot. I hardly ever invited her over to my house. My parents were constantly bickering and fighting, and I was rather ashamed of them. They often dragged me into their fights so I preferred to stay away from them as much as possible. So Lara and I went over to her house. Lara's parents weren't much better; they ignored her completely. In fact they ignored each other completely. I would have enjoyed this peace. I had a feeling Lara was adopted though, because she looked nothing like her parents. Her mother was an extremely pale wiry woman, with ragged jet-black hair and empty gray eyes. Her father was just as skinny though a little darker skinned, with dark brown hair, and dark brown eyes. He looked far more intelligent than his wife though. Mrs. Fatarren looked like she was on some kind of drug.
Lara's father was very rich as well. He was an executive at a major company (God knows what he was doing in Sheraton), so Lara got everything she wanted. I started to wonder why she didn't have any superficial friends who wanted her money. The family also had a personal trainer, but I didn't think Lara's parents ever went to him. The first time I went over to her house, her trainer had informed me that I was flabby and lazy, and that he would start me on a program right away without cost. I tried to refuse, but he had hurt my ego so badly that I ended up agreeing with him anyway. Also the fact that I went over to Lara's everyday anyway made it rather difficult to avoid him.
So my life became way more enjoyable. I had a friend. This may not seem like a big deal, but when you've been a loser for so long a friend is a welcome change. So my life was enjoyable for the next year and a half.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
But of course all good things come to an end.
It was Lara's sweet sixteen in couple of weeks. Since Lara had decided she didn't want to go out and party, we were going to skip school and just hang out, perhaps wander in the forests behind her house.
I got to her house pretty early since I had been forced out of bed and out of the house by my mother who had screamed at me for not being ready to go to school. I hadn't told her that I wouldn't be going that day.
"Hi," said Lara opening the door for me. "Come on in." Obviously her parents didn't care whether she went to school since her mother was still home.
She invited me into her room. "I thought we could go out into the woods for the day. They're really beautiful."
I could hardly refuse. She had already packed a backpack with lunches and everything we needed. So headed out to the spot she had said we would find a wondrous waterfall. We stopped in a clearing and Lara took out something that looked like a compass. I hoped she wasn't too lost. I wasn't big on hiking and I wanted to get to our destination as quickly as possible.
Suddenly I was overcome with dizziness. The landscape began to spin and I felt like throwing up. I leaned against a tree trying to keep my balance. Suddenly it felt as though the earth was falling away beneath my feet. I clung to the tree like a life preserver aware of how ridiculous I probably looked. But I still felt like I was falling or just moving in a bleak expanse of nothingness where time and space didn't exist.
As quickly as the feeling had come on it went away. I felt firm ground under my feet and my vision cleared. I looked around for Lara but she was nowhere to be found. Then I noticed it was the middle of the night. I must have been in my flu-symptoms-like state for quite a while. But where was Lara? Had she just abandoned me here? Or worse had she gone to find my parents to tell them about this?
Suddenly I heard footsteps behind me. I got to my feet and turned around expecting to see Lara. But instead I saw a shaggy looking wanderer. And what was worse was that I could openly see weapons on him.
The first terrifying thought that entered my mind was 'RAPIST'.
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A/N: Yah I know that chapter was kinda boring but oh well, she has to get into M-E somehow. Next ones'll be better. Review!!