Ch. 2: No Show Party
"Memories Are a Way Of Holding Onto
The Things You Love,
The Things You Are,
And the Things You Never Want To Lose."
{This quote has nothing to do with the fic really, except that towards the end they sorta look back at old memories, not much detail about those memories though, but it's a good quote. :D}
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Reggie yawned, it was about 6:30PM on Saturday afternoon. Marisa and Reggie are at Marisa's house Reggie is sitting on Marisa's spiny computer chair in her room. Marisa was getting dressed in her bathroom, she was modeling possible outfits for Sherri's party in two hours.
"How's this look?" Marisa asked stepping out of the bathroom in a tight black mini skirt, and a hot pink halter top.
"It's fine," Reggie started. "just like the last five outfits you showed me."
Marisa pouted a little and looked at herself in the mirror. "I just wanna look good."
"Marisa you'll look fine no matter what you wear plus your a great person if people can't see that then screw them!" Reggie stated, Marisa was often overly concerned with other peoples perception of her.
Marisa smiled. "Thanks Reg," she walked over to her dresser and opened a draw and pulled out the tops of two bikinis, "which of these do you think would look cuter on me?" she asked.
"URG." Reggie sighed and shook her head.
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"So what do you want to do after the movie?" Otto asked.
He and Trish were snuggling on the couch in the living room watching a movie. The phone rings and Otto pauses the DVD to pick it up.
"Hello?"
"Otto, is Reggie there? I really need to talk to her." It was Twister.
"No, she's at Marisa's, what's up?" Otto asked noting that Twister sounded a bit frantic.
"Family emergency. I'll call her over Marisa's. Do me a favor and meet me in my backyard in half an hour."
"Sure thing, bro." The two boys hung up.
Otto went back to holding Trish and watching the movie.
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Sam suddenly felt very sick. He had a headache earlier that day. He figured it was just stress, finals were coming up and all. He just took some medicine and went back to bed. Though now he felt even worse. His head still hurt, and his stomach ached. He called Sherri to tell her, at first she wasn't very happy about him not being able to come to her party. But then she acted more understanding, she said she hoped he got well soon, they hung up, and Sam went back to his room to lay down.
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The phone rang at the Fahlburg residence. Mrs. Fahlburg answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is Reggie there?"
Mrs. Fahlburg could tell from the voice it was Twister. "Yeah, Twister she's here. Hold on I'll get her."
"Reggie, phone!" Mrs. Fahlburg yelled.
Reggie picked up the phone sitting on Marisa's dresser. "Got it!" she yelled back, and Marisa's mom hung up.
"Hello," she said.
Marisa listened to the conversation from the bathroom, where she was looking for her new earrings.
"Oh, hey Twist," she said.
There was a pause.
"Why? What's wrong?"
Another pause
"Okay we'll be right there." She said good bye and hung up.
"But what about the party?" Marisa asked, coming out of the bathroom, putting one of her earrings on.
"We can still go, we still have an hour to get ready."
"Okay. What's going on with Twister?"
"Not sure, he wouldn't say. He just said he needed us to come over to tell us something." Reggie answered, slipping her sandals back on her feet. "Let's go."
Reggie and Marisa walked down the main street where Marisa lived and onto the small street where Twister lived and walked down to his house.
"He said to meet him in the backyard." Reggie motioned to Marisa who was heading up the path to the front door.
Marisa followed Reggie behind Twister's house. Twister was back there, and so was Otto and Trish.
"Okay, now were all here will you tell us what's going on?" Otto said a little impatiently.
"Okay guys...today my aunt called..." he paused, "Clio ran away again."
Clio's parents got divorced four years ago. Her mother got full custody of her, then she remarried this rich guy, who said it would be best to send Clio away to boarding school. Clio's mother agreed and off she went. About two years ago Clio ran away from the school, which is in Ireland. She didn't get along with the people there well. She showed up about three days later at Twister's. Sandy called Clio's mother and said she could stay there for a while. Clio seemed emotionally distraught, and so she was dealt with pretty leniently. This resulted in Clio using Raul and Sandy's credit cars to make purchases behind there backs, and her stealing things, not only from her family, who were kind enough to let her stay with them in her time of need, but from their friends and neighbors as well. She would sell them to make money to buy alcohol and drugs. Within a month, Sandy sent her back to her mom who sent her back to the school.
"You made us come all the way over here to tell us that?" Marisa asked.
Reggie explained the whole story to her. It had happened the summer before Marisa moved in.
"Wow, that sucks." Marisa said after hearing the story.
"Yeah man, that's rough. Do you think she'll come here?" Otto asked.
"I dunno. I hope not." Twister said.
The conversation soon changed to Clio's better moments with the gang that summer, which led to stories of last summer, Marisa's first summer in Ocean Shores. Which of course led to talk of how awesome this summer was going to be. Before they knew it, it had gotten really, really late. Knowing Sherri and the people she hung out with, the party wouldn't be over, but going this late would be kinda pointless. Plus nobody was really in the mood to go now anyway.
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Sherri also sat in her backyard, completely alone. Deep down she knew it had probably been planned out like this. But she tried to tell herself that her 'friends' just forgot it was this Saturday.
It turned out there was another party somewhere else, and someone 'forgot' to tell Sherri.
Sherri sighed, it was late. She went inside her house, turned off the kitchen light, and went upstairs to her room.
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{A/N: Hehe, I unfortunately am sensing some writers block coming on, for the most part I know where I'm going with this story. There are a few things I need to work out though, hopefully I'll have the next chapter out this weekend, or early next week, or if I get really inspired, or bored, it could be sooner.
Thanks you guys for reviewing!
Spice of Life: That really sucks, about your fic being deleated that is. :(
Mike: Thankya. There not going out... yet... ;D.}
"Memories Are a Way Of Holding Onto
The Things You Love,
The Things You Are,
And the Things You Never Want To Lose."
{This quote has nothing to do with the fic really, except that towards the end they sorta look back at old memories, not much detail about those memories though, but it's a good quote. :D}
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Reggie yawned, it was about 6:30PM on Saturday afternoon. Marisa and Reggie are at Marisa's house Reggie is sitting on Marisa's spiny computer chair in her room. Marisa was getting dressed in her bathroom, she was modeling possible outfits for Sherri's party in two hours.
"How's this look?" Marisa asked stepping out of the bathroom in a tight black mini skirt, and a hot pink halter top.
"It's fine," Reggie started. "just like the last five outfits you showed me."
Marisa pouted a little and looked at herself in the mirror. "I just wanna look good."
"Marisa you'll look fine no matter what you wear plus your a great person if people can't see that then screw them!" Reggie stated, Marisa was often overly concerned with other peoples perception of her.
Marisa smiled. "Thanks Reg," she walked over to her dresser and opened a draw and pulled out the tops of two bikinis, "which of these do you think would look cuter on me?" she asked.
"URG." Reggie sighed and shook her head.
---
"So what do you want to do after the movie?" Otto asked.
He and Trish were snuggling on the couch in the living room watching a movie. The phone rings and Otto pauses the DVD to pick it up.
"Hello?"
"Otto, is Reggie there? I really need to talk to her." It was Twister.
"No, she's at Marisa's, what's up?" Otto asked noting that Twister sounded a bit frantic.
"Family emergency. I'll call her over Marisa's. Do me a favor and meet me in my backyard in half an hour."
"Sure thing, bro." The two boys hung up.
Otto went back to holding Trish and watching the movie.
---
Sam suddenly felt very sick. He had a headache earlier that day. He figured it was just stress, finals were coming up and all. He just took some medicine and went back to bed. Though now he felt even worse. His head still hurt, and his stomach ached. He called Sherri to tell her, at first she wasn't very happy about him not being able to come to her party. But then she acted more understanding, she said she hoped he got well soon, they hung up, and Sam went back to his room to lay down.
---
The phone rang at the Fahlburg residence. Mrs. Fahlburg answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hi, is Reggie there?"
Mrs. Fahlburg could tell from the voice it was Twister. "Yeah, Twister she's here. Hold on I'll get her."
"Reggie, phone!" Mrs. Fahlburg yelled.
Reggie picked up the phone sitting on Marisa's dresser. "Got it!" she yelled back, and Marisa's mom hung up.
"Hello," she said.
Marisa listened to the conversation from the bathroom, where she was looking for her new earrings.
"Oh, hey Twist," she said.
There was a pause.
"Why? What's wrong?"
Another pause
"Okay we'll be right there." She said good bye and hung up.
"But what about the party?" Marisa asked, coming out of the bathroom, putting one of her earrings on.
"We can still go, we still have an hour to get ready."
"Okay. What's going on with Twister?"
"Not sure, he wouldn't say. He just said he needed us to come over to tell us something." Reggie answered, slipping her sandals back on her feet. "Let's go."
Reggie and Marisa walked down the main street where Marisa lived and onto the small street where Twister lived and walked down to his house.
"He said to meet him in the backyard." Reggie motioned to Marisa who was heading up the path to the front door.
Marisa followed Reggie behind Twister's house. Twister was back there, and so was Otto and Trish.
"Okay, now were all here will you tell us what's going on?" Otto said a little impatiently.
"Okay guys...today my aunt called..." he paused, "Clio ran away again."
Clio's parents got divorced four years ago. Her mother got full custody of her, then she remarried this rich guy, who said it would be best to send Clio away to boarding school. Clio's mother agreed and off she went. About two years ago Clio ran away from the school, which is in Ireland. She didn't get along with the people there well. She showed up about three days later at Twister's. Sandy called Clio's mother and said she could stay there for a while. Clio seemed emotionally distraught, and so she was dealt with pretty leniently. This resulted in Clio using Raul and Sandy's credit cars to make purchases behind there backs, and her stealing things, not only from her family, who were kind enough to let her stay with them in her time of need, but from their friends and neighbors as well. She would sell them to make money to buy alcohol and drugs. Within a month, Sandy sent her back to her mom who sent her back to the school.
"You made us come all the way over here to tell us that?" Marisa asked.
Reggie explained the whole story to her. It had happened the summer before Marisa moved in.
"Wow, that sucks." Marisa said after hearing the story.
"Yeah man, that's rough. Do you think she'll come here?" Otto asked.
"I dunno. I hope not." Twister said.
The conversation soon changed to Clio's better moments with the gang that summer, which led to stories of last summer, Marisa's first summer in Ocean Shores. Which of course led to talk of how awesome this summer was going to be. Before they knew it, it had gotten really, really late. Knowing Sherri and the people she hung out with, the party wouldn't be over, but going this late would be kinda pointless. Plus nobody was really in the mood to go now anyway.
---
Sherri also sat in her backyard, completely alone. Deep down she knew it had probably been planned out like this. But she tried to tell herself that her 'friends' just forgot it was this Saturday.
It turned out there was another party somewhere else, and someone 'forgot' to tell Sherri.
Sherri sighed, it was late. She went inside her house, turned off the kitchen light, and went upstairs to her room.
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{A/N: Hehe, I unfortunately am sensing some writers block coming on, for the most part I know where I'm going with this story. There are a few things I need to work out though, hopefully I'll have the next chapter out this weekend, or early next week, or if I get really inspired, or bored, it could be sooner.
Thanks you guys for reviewing!
Spice of Life: That really sucks, about your fic being deleated that is. :(
Mike: Thankya. There not going out... yet... ;D.}