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Shannen1, Thanks for the review! I am so glad I inspired you because I love your ff! I didn't like Kelly either…it is kind of obvious…lol. Any suggestion of how this ff would get better? I hope you review this chapter too.
bran&Kel1, I know that Kelly was going out with Brandon but I decided to change that because…well, stuff later on. I just needed Dylan and Kelly to be together so the ff could get going. About Bren and her being good friends, I'm sorry, I don't think Brenda forgave her deep down. I wouldn't have.
emelie172, Thanks! I would have gotten this story going without you! Lol. I am glad you like it. I'm gonna try to update the sooner I can!
Chapter 2
Parts of her soul and a new beginning
Him, his kisses, his hands burning on her skin. She couldn't forget, she wouldn't forget the pleasure, the explosion of bottled feelings, the guilt and again, his hands rolling on her skin, his lips, him. She had been thinking about him since the moment she set a foot in the airport of Los Angeles.
She had sworn to herself that she would have a new beginning away from the money, the luxury, the luxury of a family…but it seemed so much harder than she thought.
Even though she was leaving, she thought that a part of her would never leave Beverly Hills, or Dylan. It is said that when you have sex with a person you love you are giving a tiny piece of your soul to that person. Brenda knew that well, she knew that a part of herself would always be with Dylan, wherever he would go. Also, she would always be with her family, but in a whole different way. She thought about all of them, her compressive mother, her overprotective father, her perfect twin…and Dylan, the four people that would always be connected to her, for all of them, a part of her soul would never leave. A part of her soul, would be there for Kelly Taylor too, supporting her and praying to whoever was listening for a new chance for her friend. All those parts would always be in Beverly Hills, because they simply belonged there, however, it was the part that belonged to Brenda herself the one that could not take living there for longer.
When the airplane flew away from LA, she realized that all those tiny pieces where now gone and she felt empty. She thought about crying but she wasn't sad. She couldn't say she had been happy the last year, her friends were no longer the same people, or she had changed, who knows? The thing was that she didn't feel like part of the gang anymore and it was destroying her. She had felt betrayed and lost, and because of that, done some things she regretted. Things that even though she had done, were completely out of her control. She had felt as if she was trying to stop a train with her own body, and the train kept dragging her down faster and faster until she realized that she couldn't stop it, so she had to jump. That was why she had left, because she needed her time to heal, sink and grow. She had felt so sad minutes before the flew out of LA but now she was above high clouds everything got clear and she felt that she was herself again. She felt free to breathe and rest until the flight was finally over.
She looked over the information of the school again, they didn't have dorms which she didn't like because she didn't have too much money. She hoped she could rent a place but she wasn't sure because London was too expensive, she would have to get a job anyway. She didn't have a car either so she would have to find and alternative way to get to places. She sighted; life in London was not going to be easy, but at least, it was going to be her life.
Suddenly a wave of excitement overwhelmed her and she stopped thinking about BH or Dylan. "Who knows? Maybe moving on is not that hard" She thought.
When the plain landed she found herself hyperactive, she wanted to see the city, to go out and yell that she was finally alive but she knew that all that would have to wait. She needed to find a place to spend the night.
"At least I have enough money to start over" she thought. Of course she had her parents economic support but the purpose of going to London was to get a life of her own, that meant she wouldn't need mom and dad anymore. Although she had said that she wouldn't be moving permanently that was her plan, even if it just felt like a vacation, she knew that it was the beginning of a new life. She decided not to think about it, she was already in London and while a part of her was enchanted by it, the other one screamed to go back to BH to his mothers arms.
She picked up her luggage that was 2 big bags full of clothes, music and some pictures of her family, a couple of books and some stuff she could not live without. The airport was full of people from everywhere in the world, and it seemed like they were all looking for a taxi. For a second, Brenda had fun watching a mother who was arguing with her teenage daughter, a business man really stressed yelling to his assistant, and a cute guy with a very nice tan caring a guitar.
Brenda stared at the guy and remembered Dylan and the type of guys in BH, she wondered if rockers where the substitutes of surfers in London. He had long blond hair and big sunglasses, his clothes were all ripped but they looked oddly new. Brenda had to focus on finding a taxi and by the time she found one, it was raining heavily.
"Damn it!" Brenda said when she got in the taxi. The taxi driver stared at her and started laughing instantly. It was a mid-age white, somewhat fat woman.
"You are American aren't you?" The taxi driver asked, she had a weird accent too. She wasn't English, maybe Portuguese.
"Yeah," Brenda admitted. "I just moved here"
"Really? All by yourself?" The taxi driver asked. Brenda nodded. "You look really young" the taxi driver added. "So, where am I taking you…?"
"I…don't know" Brenda said innocently. "I need to find a place to live" The taxi driver gave her an odd look and rolled her eyes. Brenda rapidly said, "But, I think that I am looking for something in the center, close to the Royal Academy of Drama"
"Are you an actress?"
"Not yet". Brenda realized how miserable her story sounded like, after all, she was an American wet teenager who moved away to become an actress. She was in a foreign country with no place to live.
"I look miserable," She laughed.
"A little" The taxi driver said with a smile on her face. "But this is London, we are all miserable."
Brenda smiled a little relieved. She couldn't believe how far away the center was but she couldn't complain about the trip. The taxi driver was a talkative woman who loved to talk about her two girls and her ex-husband. Brenda avoided everything related to Beverly Hills, she told her neither that she was from BH nor that she had a brother, or even a family. When they finally got to the Academy, Brenda couldn't believe it. It was huge and full of students.
"You should check out the inside. Students usually hang sheets on the walls to find some apartment partner…"Brenda nodded and paid her. "Good luck" The taxi driver said. However, Brenda knew that she would have forgotten her as soon as she drove away. It didn't bother her; she had more important things to think about.
The taxi driver was right; it didn't take her long to find an apartment. The rent was low and it wasn't far away from the academy, for which she was glad because the taxi had been way too expensive.
Brenda knocked on the door and a girl immediately opened. It wasn't the kind of girl that Brenda was used to see. She wasn't gothic but almost. She had dark blond hair with hot pink highlights, her eyes were extremely light brown, and her skin was much paler than Brenda's. She was wearing big baggy black pants and a red shirt with Bob Dylan's picture on it.
"Hi, I'm here for room for rent" Brenda said really politely but a little scared. The girl, who hadn't stopped noticing Brenda's expensive clothes and perfect messed up hair started laughing.
"Have you been kicked out of Beverly Hills or what?" She joked.
"Nah, I left on my own" Brenda joked back. Of course, the girl didn't catch the irony of the situation.
"So you are here for the room?" The girl asked.
"Yup" Brenda nodded. She wasn't so sure that she wanted to live there. She knew that she shouldn't be judging people like that but the girl was a little scary. Overall, she didn't even know how she had been able to kid with that girl, in other circumstances she would have ran off as fast as she could.
"Come in" The girl said. "God help me" Brenda thought.
It was a kick-ass apartment, Brenda had to admit it. It wasn't only big but well decorated and nice. She couldn't understand how a gothic girl with hot pink hair could be living there. The apartment had a nice view too.
The girl that had opened the door bounced in to the apartment and yelled, "Alexis! We have a girl interested!"
"Coming" a girl's voice yelled back. A few seconds later a girl came out of a room. It must be Alexis. She looked as odd as the first one. She was wearing a red top with a long white skirt, her hair was some color in between red and orange and her eyes were blue. She wasn't as skinny as the first one, but the first one was almost all bones. "Hi, my name is Alexis" She introduced herself.
"I'm Brenda Walsh" they shook hands. Alexis smiled, she had a really nice smile. "I am interested in the room for rent"
"Yeah sure" Alexis said in a distracted way. She looked older than Brenda but not too old. Probably in her mid twenties. Alexis stared at Brenda. "How old are you?"
"Nineteen, well almost" Brenda said wondering why everyone thought it was so weird that she had moved out at age nineteen.
"Are you American?"
"Yeah. I am from…California"
"I knew she was American!" The first girl said with her voice full of excitement.
"Shut up Kali," Alexis said. "Sorry, this is my step-sister who obviously, is everything but polite!"
"Pleased to meet you" Brenda said.
"Oh, forget the polite crap" Lynn rolled her eyes.
"Kali!"
"What?"
"Don't be a bitch in front of strangers!"
"She is not a stranger, she is gonna live with us!"
"Not if you scare her!"
"I would be more scared from you!" Kali mocked her.
Brenda couldn't help but laugh, for a moment, her mind went back to Minnesota where she grew up with Brandon. They would always pick on each other but in the end they always loved the other. For a second, Brenda wondered if she would be able to live without Brandon, after all, he was his twin and a twin is the closest thing to a soul mate.
"Wanna see the room?" Alexis offered.
"What? Am I in?" Brenda asked.
"Sure. You can pay the rent right?" Alexis asked.
"Yeah, for now" Brenda admitted. "I need to find a job"
"Don't worry, if you can't pay next month she will kick you out!" Kali laughed at her big step sister who flipped her off. "She is kind of mean when she is about to get her period"
"Kiss my ass" Alexis said.
"Okay"
Alexis led her to her room. It wasn't very big and it only had a bed and a small table, which was enough for Brenda. Brenda noticed how sad it looked like and how old the furniture was.
"We just inherited the apartment" Alexis explained. "This was my grandpa's room, you can throw everything away, I never liked him"
Brenda nodded while watching Kali making fun of Alexis. Kali looked much younger, she was probably still in high school. Then, she noticed noise coming from a room that must have been the bathroom.
"Does anyone else live here?" Brenda asked. She wasn't comfortable with the idea of not knowing who she was living with.
"Yeah. Jesse, my stupid brother" Alexis said smiling. "He is in the bathroom half of the day and the other half with his 'rock band'" She explained. Brenda figured that Alexis was a nice person deep down…very deep down, because it sure didn't seem like it. She was just mean and rude.
"He is the cool one of the family," Kali said hugging her step sister who pushed her away and then pulled her into a hug again. Even if she was a little freaked out, she was glad that she had found a place to stay so quickly, although she felt a little rejected by Alexis. She wished she was nicer; it would have helped a lot.
"So, do you go to the RAD too?" Brenda asked.
"I don't" Alexis said. "I am a vet, I WORK" She added looking at her sister. "I think that actors are all losers who can't do anything else"
In other circumstances, Brenda would have put up with Alexis and fired back but she couldn't. She couldn't get kicked out.
"I do" Kali said. "I want to become a director!"
"Cool" Brenda said. "I am interested in acting" Alexis stared at her and Kali smiled.
"So you are one of those preppy girls who want to be actresses because they are totally dumb?" Alexis asked sharply. Wow, she does know how to make someone feel like at home. Brenda sarcastically thought. "I was just kidding" Alexis said.
"Now you have to say 'kiss my ass'" Kali explained.
"Okay…wait, why?" Brenda asked.
"Our rule. Someone is rude to you, you say, 'kiss my ass'" Kali said as if it was obvious.
"Kiss my ass" Brenda said weakly.
"Yeah!" Both step sisters yelled.
Then, Alexis announced that she was going out and that she wouldn't be back until the next morning. Brenda was allowed to go to her room and unpack while Kali went through all her stuff. They both laughed and Brenda realized that Kali was nothing like Alexis, in fact, Kali was nothing like any girl Brenda had met before. Around thirty minutes later, they heard the door again.
"That was Jesse" Kali explained grabbing a picture of Brenda and Dylan hugging at the beach. "Wow. He is gorgeous! Who is it?"
Brenda stared at the pictured and faked a smile. "He is no one" She grabbed the picture and threw it away. "I don't know how this got here"
The memory of her family and Dylan hunted her the entire night, and would keep hunting her forever. That night, Brenda lay on her bed and though about everything that happened the past year. She realized how depressed she had been at sometimes without even realizing…She promised to herself that it was going to be different, it had to be different.
Brenda felt totally broken that night, she felt how every single good memory betrayed her and stabbed her heart and dared to fall asleep while trying to hide her sobs with the pillow. That night, Brenda cried more than ever and she didn't even know why. She cried for the present and the past, it felt like every single bottled feeling was coming out. She wished she had Brandon, Dylan, her mother…anyone, to comfort her but that wasn't going to happen. They were back at Beverly Hills and they were living without her. She was the one supposed to move on…not them. "They are no one. They don't matter anymore" Brenda told herself before she finally fell asleep after crying for almost two hours. What hurt her the most? That no one was aware of her pain, just like at home but with one difference; she was totally alone. She wondered if she had made the right choice by leaving or just taken the easy way out.
