This takes place about early August, right before school starts. I didn't
create the Even Stevens TV show or the characters, just this story. But
yeah, this is my first fanfic. Its not that great, but its something like
the TV episodes. I know this chapter sucks....but I promise if you keep on
reading it gets better.
REVISED 12/25/03 - Hope you guys like it better. I think it still sucks, but oh well.
Ren117
******Do something with your life********
Louis sat lazily on the couch in front of the TV. For him, life had never been better. Ren left last summer, and just finished her freshman year of college. Donnie had moved out ages ago and now has a fancy apartment, playing for the 49ers. As for him, Louis graduated from Lawrence High School two weeks ago and has a part time job at the pizzeria.
Louis heard the garage door open and shut and a faint creak of the front door.
"Hey Dad, how was work?" Louis said automatically.
Mr. Stevens set down his briefcase and loosened his tie. "Louis, aren't you supposed to be at work?"
Louis looked at the clock. "Oh yeah. I must have dozed off. I'll just tell them I got my hand stuck in the sink, they'll understand." He stood up and put on a hat. "Ready. How do I look?"
He gazed at him. His hair was long, curly, and greasy, covering his ears. His shirt was unbuttoned and there were crumbs on his lips.
Steve shook his head. "Louis, you need to be responsible. You need to do something with your life," Louis groaned.
"Dad, I just forgot. It doesn't matter. I'll leave right now and just make up that hour in my next shift."
"It's not only that. You can't work in a pizzeria your entire life. You need to go to college, get a degree, get a well paying job," Steve said, exasperated, "Look at Ren. She's at Stanford, getting her degree to be a business manager."
"Dad, you've told me this a million times. I think I know where Ren is going to college." Louis said, his face flushing with anger.
"You can't be a bum the rest of your life!"
Louis threw the TV controls across the room and left.
He slammed the door of his old, beater Volkswagen Bug and punched the steering wheel, making the horn honk loudly.
**********Moving On************
Louis walked into the pizzeria. "Yo Twitty! What's up man!"
Twitty glared at him. "Dude, do you know how hard it is to run this place alone?"
"Look Twitty, I'm sorry man." Twitty rolled his eyes and slammed the cash register shut.
"Dude, I can make it up to you. I'll cover your nightshift tomorrow night," Louis said, smiling. Twitty shook his head.
"This is my last day. I forgot to tell you. Sorry man."
Louis gaped at him. "What?"
"I found out I got a scholarship to Duke," Twitty smiled, " I'm gonna play basketball for them, full ride scholarship."
Louis wasn't listening. "I can't believe you're ditching me too, first Tom, then Tawny, then you. Even Beans is going to Junior high!"
Twitty laughed. "Man you'll always be my best friend, but I've got to get out of here. Got to get out of Sacramento." He paused.
"Great, that's just great, man. I can't believe you." Louis shook his head, putting his apron over his head
********
Louis sat in his car outside his driveway, not wanting to go inside.
He dialed Tawny.
**
Tawny was in Pasadena. She had decided to move early to college, and her roommate invited her a party, seeing she had "nothing better to do". She went reluctantly.
The party sucked. She headed for the door, and her phone vibrated in her pocket.
"Hello?" she halfway yelled into the phone.
"Hi Tawny, it's Louis."
"What?" The music was too loud, and the room was too crowded. "Louis, is that you? Hold on, let me step outside."
"Tawny are you there?"
Tawny pushed herself out the door. The cool night air felt nice against her skin, and the moon was shining down.
"Louis, is that you," She repeated.
"Yeah, Tawny. How are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm doing fine. How are you?"
"Ah, so so. Did you hear Twitty's going to Harvard?"
"Harvard?" she asked, repeating Louis's answer. "I thought he was going to Duke."
So she already knew. He told Tawny before him. "Harvard, Duke, they all sound the same to me."
"You can hardly blame him though," she said, getting his drift. "I couldn't wait to get away from home. Maybe you should try to get out too, or at least move out of your parent's house."
Louis paused. "What college are you going to again?"
"PUFA, remember?"
He smiled. "Oh yeah. Well thanks Tawny. I'll talk to you later."
"Louis wait," she bit her lip.
"What?"
"Oh nevermind. I'll talk to you later," she said, reluctantly.
"Bye Tawny."
"Bye."
REVISED 12/25/03 - Hope you guys like it better. I think it still sucks, but oh well.
Ren117
******Do something with your life********
Louis sat lazily on the couch in front of the TV. For him, life had never been better. Ren left last summer, and just finished her freshman year of college. Donnie had moved out ages ago and now has a fancy apartment, playing for the 49ers. As for him, Louis graduated from Lawrence High School two weeks ago and has a part time job at the pizzeria.
Louis heard the garage door open and shut and a faint creak of the front door.
"Hey Dad, how was work?" Louis said automatically.
Mr. Stevens set down his briefcase and loosened his tie. "Louis, aren't you supposed to be at work?"
Louis looked at the clock. "Oh yeah. I must have dozed off. I'll just tell them I got my hand stuck in the sink, they'll understand." He stood up and put on a hat. "Ready. How do I look?"
He gazed at him. His hair was long, curly, and greasy, covering his ears. His shirt was unbuttoned and there were crumbs on his lips.
Steve shook his head. "Louis, you need to be responsible. You need to do something with your life," Louis groaned.
"Dad, I just forgot. It doesn't matter. I'll leave right now and just make up that hour in my next shift."
"It's not only that. You can't work in a pizzeria your entire life. You need to go to college, get a degree, get a well paying job," Steve said, exasperated, "Look at Ren. She's at Stanford, getting her degree to be a business manager."
"Dad, you've told me this a million times. I think I know where Ren is going to college." Louis said, his face flushing with anger.
"You can't be a bum the rest of your life!"
Louis threw the TV controls across the room and left.
He slammed the door of his old, beater Volkswagen Bug and punched the steering wheel, making the horn honk loudly.
**********Moving On************
Louis walked into the pizzeria. "Yo Twitty! What's up man!"
Twitty glared at him. "Dude, do you know how hard it is to run this place alone?"
"Look Twitty, I'm sorry man." Twitty rolled his eyes and slammed the cash register shut.
"Dude, I can make it up to you. I'll cover your nightshift tomorrow night," Louis said, smiling. Twitty shook his head.
"This is my last day. I forgot to tell you. Sorry man."
Louis gaped at him. "What?"
"I found out I got a scholarship to Duke," Twitty smiled, " I'm gonna play basketball for them, full ride scholarship."
Louis wasn't listening. "I can't believe you're ditching me too, first Tom, then Tawny, then you. Even Beans is going to Junior high!"
Twitty laughed. "Man you'll always be my best friend, but I've got to get out of here. Got to get out of Sacramento." He paused.
"Great, that's just great, man. I can't believe you." Louis shook his head, putting his apron over his head
********
Louis sat in his car outside his driveway, not wanting to go inside.
He dialed Tawny.
**
Tawny was in Pasadena. She had decided to move early to college, and her roommate invited her a party, seeing she had "nothing better to do". She went reluctantly.
The party sucked. She headed for the door, and her phone vibrated in her pocket.
"Hello?" she halfway yelled into the phone.
"Hi Tawny, it's Louis."
"What?" The music was too loud, and the room was too crowded. "Louis, is that you? Hold on, let me step outside."
"Tawny are you there?"
Tawny pushed herself out the door. The cool night air felt nice against her skin, and the moon was shining down.
"Louis, is that you," She repeated.
"Yeah, Tawny. How are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm doing fine. How are you?"
"Ah, so so. Did you hear Twitty's going to Harvard?"
"Harvard?" she asked, repeating Louis's answer. "I thought he was going to Duke."
So she already knew. He told Tawny before him. "Harvard, Duke, they all sound the same to me."
"You can hardly blame him though," she said, getting his drift. "I couldn't wait to get away from home. Maybe you should try to get out too, or at least move out of your parent's house."
Louis paused. "What college are you going to again?"
"PUFA, remember?"
He smiled. "Oh yeah. Well thanks Tawny. I'll talk to you later."
"Louis wait," she bit her lip.
"What?"
"Oh nevermind. I'll talk to you later," she said, reluctantly.
"Bye Tawny."
"Bye."