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Fanfic: Re:high:eR
Chapter/scene: Chapter 8, 'Thin Ice', scene where Jill and Chris are on the ice.
POV: Chris
"It's cool, so...let's get off this ice." I said. Jill bit her lip, looked at the crack in the ice, then back to me. She stepped closer and was within inches of my face.
"No Chris, it's not cool. I'm not happy with being just friends. I want more Chris, and you know that. You don't want more that's fine, just tell me here and now and we won't bring it up anymore. I'm not pussyfooting this issue anymore." She said. My pulse began to race, both from Jill's confession and the ice cracking. I glanced down at the ice nervously, and noticed it hadn't cracked much more. It'll be fine for the moment Chris, so settle Jill now. I looked at her and swallowed, my breath also picking up. Her lips weren't far from mine. What if she's toying with me though? Fantastic time to doubt her yeah, but what if?
"Are you sure?" I asked, swallowing again. Her determined gaze sharpened.
"I wouldn't be out here if I wasn't." She said. I closed my eyes, and licked my lips. This woman will be the end of me. I heard the ice crack a bit more, but I prayed it held for a little longer before opening my eyes slightly and leaning down to brush my lips against Jill's. Seconds passed. I pulled back from Jill and looked down at the ice.
"Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me!" An angered voice called out. From her director's chair J.L. rose and walked towards us.
"Not that I'm complaining, but wasn't the ice suppose to break?" I asked. The determined face of a very frustrated individual glowered at me. J.L. pushed Jill and myself back a bit, standing right on the crack.
"Yeah, it was supposed to. It's the perfect metaphor! It's suppose to break just as you two come to terms that there's more than just friendship! It symbolizes the ice breaking around your hesitation!" J.L. called out aggravated, inspecting the crack.
"Except it didn't." Jill spoke. J.L. shot a glare at her, then back down to the crack, starting to jump up and down on it. Jill and I both stepped back as J.L. continued to take her anger out by jumping up and down on the cracked ice as hard as she could. She huffed out a breath and gave up, standing still.
"Freaking figures...no, can't have a gre-" She started to say, then the final sickening crack echoed and J.L. fell into the icy water below, her hands outstretched to keep her from going under. Jill and I jumped to pull her back up to the supported ice underneath us.
"You okay?" Jill asked.
"Yes, the poetic justice is not lost on me...somehow I just got paid back for something stupid I've done and probably forgotten." J.L. muttered.
Fanfic: Re:high:eR
Chapter/scene: Chapter 36, 'Groped', scene where Jill gropes Rebecca accidentally.
POV: Rebecca
"Well...I've lost my wallet and I thought I might have left it in my locker." I said, taking a step forward and quickly pushing her into the locker as I took off running before she realized what i had said. Unfortunately, she tackled me to the floor. She proceeded to pins my arms behind me and handcuff me.
"I'm afraid you'll have to wait in a cell until Captain Wesker arrives to discuss with you your terms of termination of employment." Jill spoke. I can't be busted! I rolled on my back and kicked Jill. Jill stumbled back a bit, enough for me to roll back on my stomach and get up on my knees. Jill grabbed me and spun me around pinning me to the wall with her hands firmly against my chest. Oh God...The look of shock was also written on her face.
"I can explain." I offered.
"Please do." Jill spoke, quickly repositioning her hands on my shoulders.
"It's me, Rebecca." I spoke, dropping my masculine voice. Jill's jaw dropped for a second, then closed as her face twisted in disgust.
"No joking?" She asked.
"No joking." I answered and Jill abruptly released me.
"Oh God...I just felt you up. Ugh..." She spat.
"What's really sad is the fact that I haven't worn a bra since doing this job and no one's noticed." I supplied, sitting down.
"Tell me about it." Jill spoke, smiling. I glared at her. That's not in the script!
"Jill!" I called back.
"Oh come on Rebecca! A push up bra will do you wonders!" Jill spoke. I glanced over to J.L., who was in her director's chair with her hand over her face.
"Says you-Big Tits!" I called back, the scene lost and I wasn't going to let Jill win.
"Itty Bitty Titty Committee!" Jill called back and I jumped at her throat. She kicked me off, ripping my shirt. I grabbed hers and ripped it off in retaliation. She locked eyes with me and started laughing. I looked over my shoulder to see Chris and Billy watching us. A blush came over me. Jill handed my shirt back, not bothering to cover her black bra clad chest from the view of the boys.
"Oh god..." I muttered, and Jill draped her arm around me.
"Sorry about that 'Becca, I had to. Chris dared me to ruin this scene." Jill said.
"I'll kill you!" J.L. shouted as she leaped out of her chair at Chris. I looked to Jill after I placed what little of my shirt remain around my chest to cover up.
"If you want to know the truth, you're lucky Rebecca...do you know how embarrassing it is when you try to talk to guys seriously and the only thing they respond to is your tits?" Jill asked. I ran my hand through my short hair.
"No, can't say that I would know." I answered.
"Get back here you git!" J.L.'s shouts echoed through the locker room set.
"Apology accepted?" Jill asked.
"One condition." I spoke.
"What is it?" Jill asked. I groped her breast.
"There, we are even." I said and started laughing along with her as Chris and J.L. made another lap around the set, J.L. tripping over her director's chair and tackling Chris to the floor.
Fanfic: Re:high:eR
Chapter/scene: Chapter 12, 'Phone Sex'
POV: Jill
"Fuck it, I need someone to confide in." I spoke to no one in general. So who in the hell would be-Rebecca. I dialed her number.
"Uh-He-hello?!" Rebecca answered in a very erratic tone. What the hell?
"It's Jill." I spoke, suspicion arising that maybe I should have waited to call.
"Oh-ohohoh...Jill-I-ah...Call you back later!" She moaned out and hung up. I turned my phone off and sat there, slightly disturbed.
"Shit!" J.L. yelled out. I looked over to her.
"What?" I asked.
"Freaking...camera's not rolling!" J.L. fussed and swatted the camera man who was chowing down a pineapple topped pizza.
"So...reroll the scene?" I asked.
"Yeah...and...action!" J.L. commanded.
"Fuck it, I need someone to confide in." I spoke to no one in general. So who in the hell would be-Rebecca. I dialed her number.
"Snappy Tomatoe's Pizza service!" Rebecca answered in a very erratic tone. What the hell?
"What the fuck Rebecca?!" J.L. yelled out and Rebecca was laughing on the other side of the set.
"I couldn't help it." She spoke.
"Alright, alright, reroll...and action!" J.L. called out.
"Fuck it, I need someone to confide in." I spoke to no one in general. So who in the hell would be-Rebecca. I dialed her number.
"Uh-He-hello?!" Rebecca answered in a very erratic tone. What the hell?
"It's Snake." I spoke, smirking.
"Oh! Snake! Oh my god, hotness, I wanna bang you!" She moaned out and hung up. I turned my phone off and fell back on the bed laughing as J.L.'s script came flying through the air.
"Cut! We try again tomorrow smart asses!" J.L. called up and stomped away.
"That was so worth it for all that crap she's written us into! Calling me a Porn addict!" Rebecca jeered. I rolled my eyes.
"I don't know...I kind of like some of the scenes." I admitted as I left the set walking with Rebecca.
"Like the ones with you and Chris banging each other?" She asked.
"You are a porn addict! Those are closed sets!" I accused and chased after Rebecca.
J.L.: There's chapter two for you. I do make fun of myself a lot in here, but hey, why not? True story: I have jumped on ice and fallen through before. Not my smartest move...was one of those winters where I was curious just how thick the ice was and wasn't satisfied with just walking and running across it. I do tend to be a bit clumsy, but I'm usually trying to push limits or whatever. Anyways, three chapters in one day (One for Earliest Days and two for here.) seems like a good enough effort. Also-
Jaane: I wanted to answer your review here because I didn't want to leave a spoiler, but you hit the nail on the head. I cracked up laughing and forced myself to leave my house for a little while to keep from dropping the bomb to everyone else. Thanks for the laugh.