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plot of this fan fiction and the added characters.
Chapter 4: Dress Fittings and Mystery Calls
Finally, after for what seemed like forever, Katie's horrible day at school finished. After lunch things had pretty much gone down hill. She had flunked a pop quiz in math because her mind was focused on what Summer had said, she had tripped, for the third time that day, in front of Zack, and Summer and Marta pretty much ditched her. Life was not what you would call "good" right now for Katie. She trudged home glumly, with the thoughts of what Summer and Marta had said earlier.
"You're gorgeous! I wish I had curves like you!" were the words that repeated like a broken record in Katie's head. Then the thoughts of Summer were disrupted. 'I'm not gorgeous! I'm ugly! Summer is gorgeous, and curves? More like rolls of fat!', these were now the thought that occupied her mind. After about ten minutes Katie arrived at her two-story, sleek, modernized home. She put her key into the lock, opened the door, and stepped into the deep raspberry hallway.
"Mom! I'm home!" the adolescent girl shouted. Fiona walked to the middle of the staircase to greet her daughter.
"Hey Kay. I've been working on a new design for you. Do you want to see it?" Katie knew those words were code for "Come upstairs now to get fitted for your dress."
"Sure mom. I'll be up in a second." Katie said as she took a deep breathe in. Why not just get this over with? She slowly marched up the stairs to her mother's studio. The fashion designer's studio was a fairly large, deep red room with a white chase lounge, a circular coffee table, two matching white chairs, and a platform with a three sided mirror attached to it. (a/n what else would you call the three sided mirror?)
"Stand right there and I'll measure you in a second." Fiona pointed towards the platform, she was wrapped up in drawing out her latest design. Katie walked over towards the "mirror of horror", as she liked to call it. Fiona finished her sketch and strolled over to the mirror. She pulled out a measuring tape and put it around her daughter's waist. Katie winced.
"Here's the design." Fiona handed Katie a design of a beautiful strapless midnight blue dress with a skirt that poofed out (just enough, not too poofy) and barely reached the ankles.
"Mom, it's gorgeous, but do you think it's the right dress for me?" Katie's heart sank, she loved the dress but she was afraid that it would accentuate her worst features.
"Of course Kay! Why wouldn't it be?" Katie's mother cocked her head to one side
"I just thought it might look better on Lindsay." Katie looked down
"Nonsense! This dress was made for you!" Fiona winked at her youngest daughter with half a smile.
"Whatever you say mom." Katie said as she stepped off of the platform
"Well I should get started sewing Kate, so I'll see you later?" Fiona's eyes briefly left the paper with the design on it, to meet Katie's.
"Yeah, I guess so, thanks mom." Katie walked out of the room and entered her own. She collapsed onto her bed and started on her homework. Ring. Ring. Ring. She let it ring, Lindsay would get it.
"Katie!! It's for you!" Lindsay screamed
"Okay!! I got it!!" Katie picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey Katie." an unfamiliar voice said on the other end
"May I ask who is calling?" Katie said politely
"Umm this is...." Click. Katie looked at the phone with a puzzled look on her face. Who was that? She ran downstairs to ask Lindsay if she knew who the mystery caller was.
"Hey Lindsay?" Katie said as she approached her sister. Lindsay had wavy auburn hair that ended right below her chest, and although she was a senior in high school, she was a petite girl.
"Yeah?" Lindsay turned to face her sister
"Who was that on the phone?" Katie leaned against the granite covered counter and crossed her arms.
"Oh, um, they didn't say Kate. I'm sorry." Lindsay said with a shrug. "You could check the caller ID."
"I hadn't even thought to check the caller ID! Thanks a bunch Lindsay!" Katie ran to check the nearest phone. She pressed the button that showed who had called. Her mom, her dad, Summer, Lindsay's cell phone, Jones Residence? Freddy? Why would Freddy call her? She pressed dial before she could change her mind.
"Hello? Is Freddy there?" Katie said sweetly into the phone
"No sorry, he just left. This is his sister Grace. Do you want me to take a message?" Freddy's little sister asked
"No that's okay. Thanks though. Bye." Katie hung up the phone wondering why Freddy had called her.
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Meanwhile at Freddy's house....
"Thanks Grace." Freddy's twelve year old sister hung up his phone.
"Freddy, you can't have me cover for you every time. Why don't you just tell Katie that you like her?" Although they were two years apart Freddy and Grace were very close.
"Because Grace, she's totally into Zack. It's like I'm not even there. I'm the invisible man to her." Freddy looked down and twiddled his thumbs. (a/n my old music teacher made us do that so that we would be quiet and sit still!) Grace went over and put her hand on her older brother's shoulder.
"Then we'll make her notice you." Grace said with a sly smile
"You can't make her notice me! How are you going to do that?" Freddy asked as he got up from his bed
"Just trust me on this one Freddy, Just trust me." Grace was already planning.....
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What do you think? R&R my dear readers! My next chapter might be someone else's pov...what do you think?
mellowyellow36-Sorry this might not end up a K/Z....it might though! So happy you like it! Keep reviewing!!
Chapter 4: Dress Fittings and Mystery Calls
Finally, after for what seemed like forever, Katie's horrible day at school finished. After lunch things had pretty much gone down hill. She had flunked a pop quiz in math because her mind was focused on what Summer had said, she had tripped, for the third time that day, in front of Zack, and Summer and Marta pretty much ditched her. Life was not what you would call "good" right now for Katie. She trudged home glumly, with the thoughts of what Summer and Marta had said earlier.
"You're gorgeous! I wish I had curves like you!" were the words that repeated like a broken record in Katie's head. Then the thoughts of Summer were disrupted. 'I'm not gorgeous! I'm ugly! Summer is gorgeous, and curves? More like rolls of fat!', these were now the thought that occupied her mind. After about ten minutes Katie arrived at her two-story, sleek, modernized home. She put her key into the lock, opened the door, and stepped into the deep raspberry hallway.
"Mom! I'm home!" the adolescent girl shouted. Fiona walked to the middle of the staircase to greet her daughter.
"Hey Kay. I've been working on a new design for you. Do you want to see it?" Katie knew those words were code for "Come upstairs now to get fitted for your dress."
"Sure mom. I'll be up in a second." Katie said as she took a deep breathe in. Why not just get this over with? She slowly marched up the stairs to her mother's studio. The fashion designer's studio was a fairly large, deep red room with a white chase lounge, a circular coffee table, two matching white chairs, and a platform with a three sided mirror attached to it. (a/n what else would you call the three sided mirror?)
"Stand right there and I'll measure you in a second." Fiona pointed towards the platform, she was wrapped up in drawing out her latest design. Katie walked over towards the "mirror of horror", as she liked to call it. Fiona finished her sketch and strolled over to the mirror. She pulled out a measuring tape and put it around her daughter's waist. Katie winced.
"Here's the design." Fiona handed Katie a design of a beautiful strapless midnight blue dress with a skirt that poofed out (just enough, not too poofy) and barely reached the ankles.
"Mom, it's gorgeous, but do you think it's the right dress for me?" Katie's heart sank, she loved the dress but she was afraid that it would accentuate her worst features.
"Of course Kay! Why wouldn't it be?" Katie's mother cocked her head to one side
"I just thought it might look better on Lindsay." Katie looked down
"Nonsense! This dress was made for you!" Fiona winked at her youngest daughter with half a smile.
"Whatever you say mom." Katie said as she stepped off of the platform
"Well I should get started sewing Kate, so I'll see you later?" Fiona's eyes briefly left the paper with the design on it, to meet Katie's.
"Yeah, I guess so, thanks mom." Katie walked out of the room and entered her own. She collapsed onto her bed and started on her homework. Ring. Ring. Ring. She let it ring, Lindsay would get it.
"Katie!! It's for you!" Lindsay screamed
"Okay!! I got it!!" Katie picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey Katie." an unfamiliar voice said on the other end
"May I ask who is calling?" Katie said politely
"Umm this is...." Click. Katie looked at the phone with a puzzled look on her face. Who was that? She ran downstairs to ask Lindsay if she knew who the mystery caller was.
"Hey Lindsay?" Katie said as she approached her sister. Lindsay had wavy auburn hair that ended right below her chest, and although she was a senior in high school, she was a petite girl.
"Yeah?" Lindsay turned to face her sister
"Who was that on the phone?" Katie leaned against the granite covered counter and crossed her arms.
"Oh, um, they didn't say Kate. I'm sorry." Lindsay said with a shrug. "You could check the caller ID."
"I hadn't even thought to check the caller ID! Thanks a bunch Lindsay!" Katie ran to check the nearest phone. She pressed the button that showed who had called. Her mom, her dad, Summer, Lindsay's cell phone, Jones Residence? Freddy? Why would Freddy call her? She pressed dial before she could change her mind.
"Hello? Is Freddy there?" Katie said sweetly into the phone
"No sorry, he just left. This is his sister Grace. Do you want me to take a message?" Freddy's little sister asked
"No that's okay. Thanks though. Bye." Katie hung up the phone wondering why Freddy had called her.
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Meanwhile at Freddy's house....
"Thanks Grace." Freddy's twelve year old sister hung up his phone.
"Freddy, you can't have me cover for you every time. Why don't you just tell Katie that you like her?" Although they were two years apart Freddy and Grace were very close.
"Because Grace, she's totally into Zack. It's like I'm not even there. I'm the invisible man to her." Freddy looked down and twiddled his thumbs. (a/n my old music teacher made us do that so that we would be quiet and sit still!) Grace went over and put her hand on her older brother's shoulder.
"Then we'll make her notice you." Grace said with a sly smile
"You can't make her notice me! How are you going to do that?" Freddy asked as he got up from his bed
"Just trust me on this one Freddy, Just trust me." Grace was already planning.....
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What do you think? R&R my dear readers! My next chapter might be someone else's pov...what do you think?
mellowyellow36-Sorry this might not end up a K/Z....it might though! So happy you like it! Keep reviewing!!