Author's Note: Hey. This is my first story for "Stand By Me" (THE BEST MOVIE EVER MADE :) ) I know this may sound weird, but thank you, earthquake for occurring on 8/23/11. If I had not experienced this event, this story may have never been written. This chapter was written by Blacklove190 and edited by Half A Moon

Summer, 1962

Castle Rock, OR

Chapter 1: EARTHQUAKE!

*Chris's P.O.V*

"EARTHQUAKE!" I heard someone shout on the top of their lungs. My head snapped up, and I felt the floor moving. Think, Chris, Think!

"If there's ever an earthquake, you always go outside so things can't fall on you, class." I remembered my fifth grade teacher saying.

I ran down the stairs.

"DAD!" I yelled.

Dishes started to rattle louder and faster.

"Dad!" I yelled again, no answer. Then I realized that he was probably already outside and didn't give a shit whether I lived through this or not.

I ran out the door fast, and tumbled off the porch steps. I looked around to see that all the other houses were evacuated as well.

"Chris!" I thought I heard a yell. I looked over to see a little kid running to his mother. His name must have been Chris too. Part of me wished that my dad was yelling my name like that.

I still felt the rumbling under my feet; the earthquake was still in progress. That wasn't really what I was worried about though. I was more worried about my father.

My father probably hides me 10x more than the average father would his own son. But, even though he did, he was my father, and an inch of love for him still existed in my heart.

"Mom!" I heard a girl shriek.

I looked over to see a girl, looking worried as hell. She looked about my age.

"Hey!" I tapped on her shoulder.

"Sorry! I need to find my mother!" She looked like she was about to cry. She began to turn around, but I grabbed her hand.

"What?" She yelled over the rumbling earth.

"I'm Chris." I said, not realizing a smile formed across my face.

"Okay, Chris! I need to find my mother!" She shouted back to me.

"I know I need to find my father!" I yelled back to her.

She looked a bit confused. Once she realized I wasn't trying to flirt (completely) her eyes softened and she said.

"I'm Rebecca. Beck for short."

"Beck." I murmured.

I glanced for a second to see a familiar face.

"Dad!" I screamed.

I wasn't sure if it was the smartest idea to go over to him.

"Maybe you should go talk to him!" She shouted.

I thought for a moment.

"C'mon." I said and pulled her over to my dad.

"Dad!" I yelled again.

He looked over and realized who I was.

"Chris, I'm gonna-" He said angrily and then cut himself off, noticing Beck was standing there.

"Who are you?" He said through his yellow teeth.

"I'm Beck. Hello Sir." She said, and my father fake smiled.

The earthquake suddenly got stronger, and it seemed the whole block dropped to their knees; including us.

Beck looked like she was about to tumble over onto me, but I rapped my arm around her waist to stop her from falling. She looked over and smiled. The shaking suddenly started to soften and we lifted ourselves to our feet. Before we knew it, the earthquake was over. I looked at my father's scary and stern eyes.

"You better be getting home, young lady." My father said trying to hide his anger. I knew I would be hided pretty badly tonight.

"I better go find my mom." She said looking down at my arm and then back up at my face. I quickly withdrew my arm from around her waist and looked down at the road as my face began to heat up.

"Thanks, Chris!" She yelled and ran away.

I watched her until I could no longer see her.

"Get in the fucking house, Chris. NOW!" My dad grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me up the porch steps. This was going to be a long night.

YAY! First Chapter is done! I hope you enjoyed :) Please Review!

Please and Thank You!

~Blacklove190