Song(s): Wasted Years by Maroon 5 and Butterfly by Cowboy Beebop
A/N: Going to post the reviews....
PentagonMerlin
Hon, if you wanted her to seem like a brat, you don't have that knack just yet. It seems a little repetitive in the thinking/narrative processes, but
otherwise, it's good, keep writing.
anonymous()
This is really cool and really original. Keep up the good work! :)
total vaughn lover()
okay, i'm looking forward to the part of the CIA in this, lol, but great
chapter, and if you wanted to make her look like a brat, i think you
suceded! update soon!
Kris
Valoriahn()
Hey! :) Very interesting! Please update soon! :D I want to see what
happens!
On with the show!
Chapter 2: Wasted Years
Well I solace the memory
I can picture her standing right in front of me
Arms crossed and I'm crushed by concrete
I walk around with bare feet
And I know you want me
"This is Lohan Panstri", Dixon stated as he let a screen down showing everyone what she looked like "She is currently an actress in England and is seventeen. The show she is on right now is about spies"
"How ironic", Sydney said
"What does she have to do with the CIA?" Vaughn asked
"Her parents were spies that worked for M-16", Lauren said
Everyone stared at her for a moment until she spoke up again..
"She's my cousin", Lauren whispered
"Oh", everyone said
They all returned their attention to Dixon who didn't look to happy at the moment...
"Sydney I want you to call her cell and tell her that she is great danger", Dixon ordered
"Why is she in "great danger"? Weiss asked
"I assume it has something to do with her parents past", Jack guessed
"Jack is right", Dixon said "Now all of you go and find more information on her. Except for you, Sydney"
They all filed out of the room and did all they could to find more on this mysterious girl that they had never even heard of...
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Can't remember anything
Her sweat, it tastes like sugarcane
And I had already gotten there before I came
Well, my tank is empty
But I know you're thirsty
Sydney walked out into the parking lot of the CIA building and got her cellphone out. She quickly dialed Lohan's cellphone number and waited for someone to answer.
"Hello?" Lohan said
"This is.... Anya", Sydney replied
"Who are you?" Lohan asked with a snotty tone in her voice
"You are in grave danger", Sydney replied ignoring her stupid question
"What?!" Lohan yelled "What do you mean?!"
"Meet me at seven o' clock outside of your studio. Unless you want to die"
"Whatever", Lohan yelled before hanging up
Sydney sighed deeply. This was going to be harder than she thought...
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But I have already tried to explain myself
It's not that I love someone else
But I can't bare to listen to you cry
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to dry
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, yeah
No, no, no
Lauren quickly ran behind the building as Sydney walked back in. She pulled out her cellphone and dialed someone's number. She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for him to answer
"Hello", Sark said
"This is Lauren"
"Ah... darling"
"They are going to pick up Lohan up at seven o'clock outside her studio"
"I love a woman that gets right down to business. Where is her studio?"
"I'm going to find that out in a minute and call you back"
"Bye"
Lauren hung up without saying goodbye and stuffed her cellphone back in her pocket. Then she walked back in as if nothing had happened
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I see you and I can't fight
Maybe we could get ourselves back on the right track
You touch me there because you know how much I like that
Oh maybe we will get to relax
And I know you want me
All the time and everywhere
A happy service but the underbelly isn't there
And the worst thing is that I don't even really care
And the emptiness is too much to bear
"Found anything yet?" Vaughn asked Marshall
"Yeah", Marshall replied
"What?"
"It seems that Lohan is very talented in Martial Arts and she knows about seven different languages" "Must've gotten that from her parents"
"Yep"
"I'll go inform Dixon of this"
"Ok"
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And gloves surround me
Up and down me
Feet all around me
Baby i can't breathe no more
And gloves surround me
Up and down me
Feet all around me
Baby i can't breathe no more
But I have already tried to explain myself
It's not that I love someone else
But I can't bare to listen to you cry
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to dry
"How did it go?" Jack asked Sydney
She glanced around for a minute before answering... "I told the meeting point and she said whatever and hung up on me"
"Well.."
"What if she doesn't come?" "Someone else might get here before we do"
"We have to find a way to get her to meet us there"
Wait.. I have an idea"
"What is it?"
"We can get here to think that there's some big autograph outside of her studio. She is an actress after all. They love publicity"
"Jennifer Garner is an actress and she doesn't"
"Sure she does"
"Not what I heard"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to dry
You try
To get
Back home
You try
And try
Yeah
Oh
"Sydney needs to know what Lohan's agent's name is", Weiss said to Marshall
"Why?"
"I don't know"
Marshall typed it into Google and seconds later it popped up... "Her name is Linda Scott"
"Thanks, Marshall"
"Ya know I had an aunt named Linda. Which is funny because her husbands name was Scott"
"Bye, Marshall"
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Sydney stood there looking at Vaughn. He was talking to Dixon about who knows what. She continued to stare. Vaughn was like a butterfly in her mind. The kind that fluttered about and never seemed to go away no matter how hard you tried. That described Vaughn perfectly.
You're a love song only halfway sung
You're the knot that comes undone
You're the daylight dressed as darkest night
The flight of a stringless kite
The very vision, the mirage man
You're air in the palm of my hand
You're like catching the day's sunset
Oh rain that's never wet
You're a butterfly in the mind
You're a butterfly before my eyes
You're a butterfly, a trick of time
Who leaves before he arrives
You're a butterfly in the mind
You're a butterfly before my eyes
You're a butterfly who says he's mine
But who leaves before he arrives
You're a butterfly in the mind
You're a butterfly before my eyes
You're a butterfly who says he's mine
But who leaves before he arrives
Who leaves before he arrives
Sydney went back out to the parking lot for the second time today and dialed Lohan's number again. She knew it wasn't going to work. She didn't even know what Linda's voice sounded like.
"Hello", Lohan said
"This is Linda Scott"
"Your voice sounds deeper"
"Oh.. well, I have a sore throat"
"Whatever"
"Can you do an autograph session tonight at seven thirty outside the studio?"
"Sure"
"Good"
"You're a butterfly in my mind"
A/N: I just had to add that bit about Jennifer. Lol. Read and review!
A/N: Going to post the reviews....
PentagonMerlin
Hon, if you wanted her to seem like a brat, you don't have that knack just yet. It seems a little repetitive in the thinking/narrative processes, but
otherwise, it's good, keep writing.
anonymous()
This is really cool and really original. Keep up the good work! :)
total vaughn lover()
okay, i'm looking forward to the part of the CIA in this, lol, but great
chapter, and if you wanted to make her look like a brat, i think you
suceded! update soon!
Kris
Valoriahn()
Hey! :) Very interesting! Please update soon! :D I want to see what
happens!
On with the show!
Chapter 2: Wasted Years
Well I solace the memory
I can picture her standing right in front of me
Arms crossed and I'm crushed by concrete
I walk around with bare feet
And I know you want me
"This is Lohan Panstri", Dixon stated as he let a screen down showing everyone what she looked like "She is currently an actress in England and is seventeen. The show she is on right now is about spies"
"How ironic", Sydney said
"What does she have to do with the CIA?" Vaughn asked
"Her parents were spies that worked for M-16", Lauren said
Everyone stared at her for a moment until she spoke up again..
"She's my cousin", Lauren whispered
"Oh", everyone said
They all returned their attention to Dixon who didn't look to happy at the moment...
"Sydney I want you to call her cell and tell her that she is great danger", Dixon ordered
"Why is she in "great danger"? Weiss asked
"I assume it has something to do with her parents past", Jack guessed
"Jack is right", Dixon said "Now all of you go and find more information on her. Except for you, Sydney"
They all filed out of the room and did all they could to find more on this mysterious girl that they had never even heard of...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Can't remember anything
Her sweat, it tastes like sugarcane
And I had already gotten there before I came
Well, my tank is empty
But I know you're thirsty
Sydney walked out into the parking lot of the CIA building and got her cellphone out. She quickly dialed Lohan's cellphone number and waited for someone to answer.
"Hello?" Lohan said
"This is.... Anya", Sydney replied
"Who are you?" Lohan asked with a snotty tone in her voice
"You are in grave danger", Sydney replied ignoring her stupid question
"What?!" Lohan yelled "What do you mean?!"
"Meet me at seven o' clock outside of your studio. Unless you want to die"
"Whatever", Lohan yelled before hanging up
Sydney sighed deeply. This was going to be harder than she thought...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
But I have already tried to explain myself
It's not that I love someone else
But I can't bare to listen to you cry
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to dry
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, yeah
No, no, no
Lauren quickly ran behind the building as Sydney walked back in. She pulled out her cellphone and dialed someone's number. She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for him to answer
"Hello", Sark said
"This is Lauren"
"Ah... darling"
"They are going to pick up Lohan up at seven o'clock outside her studio"
"I love a woman that gets right down to business. Where is her studio?"
"I'm going to find that out in a minute and call you back"
"Bye"
Lauren hung up without saying goodbye and stuffed her cellphone back in her pocket. Then she walked back in as if nothing had happened
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I see you and I can't fight
Maybe we could get ourselves back on the right track
You touch me there because you know how much I like that
Oh maybe we will get to relax
And I know you want me
All the time and everywhere
A happy service but the underbelly isn't there
And the worst thing is that I don't even really care
And the emptiness is too much to bear
"Found anything yet?" Vaughn asked Marshall
"Yeah", Marshall replied
"What?"
"It seems that Lohan is very talented in Martial Arts and she knows about seven different languages" "Must've gotten that from her parents"
"Yep"
"I'll go inform Dixon of this"
"Ok"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And gloves surround me
Up and down me
Feet all around me
Baby i can't breathe no more
And gloves surround me
Up and down me
Feet all around me
Baby i can't breathe no more
But I have already tried to explain myself
It's not that I love someone else
But I can't bare to listen to you cry
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to dry
"How did it go?" Jack asked Sydney
She glanced around for a minute before answering... "I told the meeting point and she said whatever and hung up on me"
"Well.."
"What if she doesn't come?" "Someone else might get here before we do"
"We have to find a way to get her to meet us there"
Wait.. I have an idea"
"What is it?"
"We can get here to think that there's some big autograph outside of her studio. She is an actress after all. They love publicity"
"Jennifer Garner is an actress and she doesn't"
"Sure she does"
"Not what I heard"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I'm sick of all these wasted years
A bag for someone else's tears
I'll wring you out as I hang you out to dry
You try
To get
Back home
You try
And try
Yeah
Oh
"Sydney needs to know what Lohan's agent's name is", Weiss said to Marshall
"Why?"
"I don't know"
Marshall typed it into Google and seconds later it popped up... "Her name is Linda Scott"
"Thanks, Marshall"
"Ya know I had an aunt named Linda. Which is funny because her husbands name was Scott"
"Bye, Marshall"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sydney stood there looking at Vaughn. He was talking to Dixon about who knows what. She continued to stare. Vaughn was like a butterfly in her mind. The kind that fluttered about and never seemed to go away no matter how hard you tried. That described Vaughn perfectly.
You're a love song only halfway sung
You're the knot that comes undone
You're the daylight dressed as darkest night
The flight of a stringless kite
The very vision, the mirage man
You're air in the palm of my hand
You're like catching the day's sunset
Oh rain that's never wet
You're a butterfly in the mind
You're a butterfly before my eyes
You're a butterfly, a trick of time
Who leaves before he arrives
You're a butterfly in the mind
You're a butterfly before my eyes
You're a butterfly who says he's mine
But who leaves before he arrives
You're a butterfly in the mind
You're a butterfly before my eyes
You're a butterfly who says he's mine
But who leaves before he arrives
Who leaves before he arrives
Sydney went back out to the parking lot for the second time today and dialed Lohan's number again. She knew it wasn't going to work. She didn't even know what Linda's voice sounded like.
"Hello", Lohan said
"This is Linda Scott"
"Your voice sounds deeper"
"Oh.. well, I have a sore throat"
"Whatever"
"Can you do an autograph session tonight at seven thirty outside the studio?"
"Sure"
"Good"
"You're a butterfly in my mind"
A/N: I just had to add that bit about Jennifer. Lol. Read and review!
