And finally here is a new chapter!
It has now been past a year since I started this story just as a one-shot and turned into my side project.
So I'd like to take the time to thank all you readers for following from the beginning and everyone who has enjoyed the story so far! I'm nearly at 10,000 views and 100 reviews so let's hit each of the milestones!
This chapter takes place during 'Attack of the Killer Garage Sale.' Though the chapter will barely resemble the episode (for obvious reasons later in the chapter)
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Chapter 13
Star winced as the nurse pushed down on her cast, she looked up at the teen from her crouched position. "Does this hurt?"
"Yeah, a little bit." Star said as calm as possible, her frustration starting to bubble up.
It had been half an hour with the nurse and every minute of it frustrated her to no end. The nurse had spent the time with Star asking her endless questions about her shin's condition as well as testing each part of her in the most painful way possible. It didn't help that the nurse wasn't even making an effort of small talk while she continued to prod the leg.
'God, she's an ugly toad too.' Star thought superficial and snobby as she glanced at the nurses looks.
The nurse got up from her kneeling position wrote something down on her clipboard on the side. With a dull and bored expression addressed Star and her mother accompanying her.
"Ok, it looks like the shin has healed itself well enough for the cast to be removed, although you shouldn't try to play any sports or do any running for the next week or so." The nurse said straight faced.
Star couldn't help but smile at the news. Suddenly she felt her mom hug her from her side. Star turned to her and returned the hug looking at her mom's sparkling teal eyes.
Star's mother, Jen was in her late 40's but still kept up her looks, working out periodically to keep up her nice frame. Most of the woman's facial features looked exactly like Star except Jen had a more rounded nose compared to her daughter. The hair colour of the two girls was almost exactly the same. The only difference was Star's hair being a slight tinge darker than her mothers.
The only noticeable difference from afar between mother and daughter was their height. Jen was a few inches shorter than Star and she was still going through puberty. It had seemed to be quite evident that Star had inherited some of her father's height.
The one thing that always looked comical was Jen scolding her son Julian, who was nearly a foot taller than his mother.
Star's mother backed away from the hug, and with a quick kiss on the cheek, she went back to sit on the side chair in the medical room. Star blushed as she looked over at the stern nurse, who was now getting the materials needed to cut off the cast. The nurse then bent down with the scissors and told Star to stay still.
Star sat rigid in her chair, fidgeting in anticipation without her control. She was just so excited to finally have this frustrating cast off her leg.
In no time the casting mesh was sliced and ripped revealing Star's pale legs to the light for the first time than more than a month. More and more of the mesh got cut, making Star fidget a little faster.
Then with a dull thunk the cast was off. The instant the cast was off her leg felt like it was 50 pounds lighter, making her smile warmly.
Star looked down at her leg and marvelled at the mark left from the injury in her shin, the skin above the injured shin was hairless and new with a very thin scar 2-3 inches long, showing the spot where she had been stitched up after surgery. She extended her finger and grazed the scar feeling over the bumped skin on her flawless skin. Well…it's not very flawless anymore.
"Now remember to not run on it in the next week or two, got it?" The nurses said knocking her out of her gaze on the leg.
Then Star pushed herself off the padded hospital bench and landed on her two feet, perfectly standing straight without any assistance from crutches. The feeling was spectacular; it felt like all the problems in her life had instantly disappeared in the dust. She took a few steps around the room with her new found freedom and smiled widely at her mother who was watching her daughter proudly.
"Who does it feel?" Star's mother asked her smiling daughter.
"It feels great!" Star answered with a wide grin.
The Next Day…
Star walked through the halls with confidence and swagger, her feet leading herself instead of crutches for the first time in a long time. She sashayed her hips, gripping the straps of her backpack as she looked at the stares of her fellow peers.
She wore her faded blue jeans with her white shirt accented with an orange trim. Her brilliant blonde hair was brushed and curled ever so slightly to look as resemble someone who'd just gotten out of bed. It was tossed and turned, some bundles of hair were straight and some was curled. Her body and hair gave an aura of beauty and an 'I don't care attitude' that would make Sam proud.
She'd worked hard all morning to make herself look perfect for school today wanting to make an impression on her first day without crutches.
She walked by Dash and Paulina, both looked at her as she passed by. Dash first gave a look of surprise and then it had morphed to a dreamy gaze as he looked her over. Meanwhile, Paulina sneered at Star, looking as though she could kill the blonde with just a hard stare. She then looked at Dash and noticed his dreamy look and punched the jock hard in the arm to snap him out of it.
Star giggled softly as she watched this discreetly.
She finally arrived at her locker, getting it open with a few flicks of wrist and the locker was open. She started getting all of her stuff out of the locker when Sam had arrived.
"STAR! Your cast…it's off? How does it feel?" Sam said excitedly.
"It feels great! All I gotta not do anything strenuous and I'm in the clear!" Star explained.
Sam nodded. "Come on we got celebrate this with a movie marathon at my place"
"Your place, I've been to your place. I don't even think Danny and Tucker have been there." Star observed.
"Yeah, it could be the four of us celebrating your new found freedom!" Sam said excited
"Freedom of what?"
"Of being a gimp." Sam said jokingly, punching Star in the shoulder softly.
Star laughed, "That sounds great."
Star walked down the street with Danny, Sam and Tucker. The group of them talked about things going on at school.
"Hey Danny, you going to Dash's party tonight?" Tucker asked. This made Star's head turn in surprise.
'Danny got an invite to Dash's party? How?" Star thought confused.
"Yeah…I'm not going" Danny answered hesitantly.
"Why not? It's the party of the year!" Tucker asked surprised.
"There's more to life than just being popular Tucker" He answered, now looking straight at Star.
Star noticed this, looking back at Danny with her cheeks starting to redden.
'That's so sweet of him.' Star thought dreamily.
Soon the group made it in front of one of the many houses down the street. The house looked like any other house on the street, looking like it blended into the neighbour. Nothing was unique or goth about it, which Star expected when envisioning the home of Sam Manson.
The goth girl slipped the spider backpack off her back and dug through her bag for her keys. With joyful jingle Sam took out her black key necklace from the bag and put the keys into the lock. With a quick turn and push the door opened smoothly.
The group followed Sam inside and looked around. Their jaws dropped as they all looked at the large open hall of the Manson residence.
The hall was expansive and large, the ceiling being 30 feet tall with a large crystal chandelier lighting the whole hall up. A grand staircase stood in front of them with a decorated balcony. On the side was a large decorative living room with expensive top of the line furniture with paintings covering the walls? The floor was a fine looking marble not just the cheap tiling that was in most homes.
The hall looked like it resembled a 5 star hotel's lobby than an ordinary front hall.
'Sam Manson's loaded' Star thought in disbelief as she stared some more at the fine furnishings of the home.
"What? Too much?" Sam asked them apprehensively.
Danny, Tucker and Star all nodded open mouthed in disbelief at the home.
"How?" Tucker said in disbelief.
"Well…" Sam started nervously. "My parents are kind of…filthy stinking rich"
"Wait, you're loaded?" Danny said to her in disbelief.
"Yeah… my great granddad Izzy was the one who invented those machines that twirled cellophane around deli toothpicks" Sam said absent mindedly. "Add that with my grandfathers and fathers smart investments and you have more money than you can ask for"
"You're the deli toothpick cellophane twirling heiress!" Tucker said in disbelief.
"No way" Danny said looking over the mansion again.
A brief silence followed that was quickly thwarted by Sam, trying to not have their friends so transfixed on the mansion around them.
"Come on; let's go to the den so we can watch the movie." Sam told the group.
They all wordlessly nodded and started to follow Sam. She walked forward past the long staircase and turned to the right where a staircase going down was hidden. She started to go down the just as impressive staircase down to what would be assumed to be an average looking basement den.
But this was the Manson's house, normal wouldn't be acceptable for a rich family.
The den ceilings were high above the teen's heads. Far across the room was a large projector screen outfitted with a large stereo system to be used with the big screen television. In the middle of the den were 2 large plush couches with 3 large single leather seats. In between each of the chairs and couches were little tables to put down drinks and food on. Making it the greatest movie system ever for the teens.
On the left side of the den wall was a snack bar decked out with its own soda machine. The variety of junk food at the snack bar amazed Danny, Tucker and Star, each of them finding their favorite candy bar.
While on the right side of the den wall were shelves with movies all stacked single file and neat on the shelves and at closer inspection would find that everything was in alphabetically order.
"This is your den!" Tucker said overly dramatic.
"Is it too much?" Sam said anxiously.
Danny, Tucker and Star all nodded wordlessly. All of them shocked and amazed at decked out den.
"Can you guys actually close your mouths for a moment? It's kind of creeping me out." Sam said to her companions.
The group of teens responded by finally closing their open mouths and all turned away from what they were looking at and looked at Sam.
"You guys want to watch a movie? I've got a pretty big collection as you can see" Sam said with a sad smile.
Danny, Tucker and Star all nodded and walked over to the movie collection on the side.
But midway towards the wall of movie Star stopped and walked over to Sam, who stood there nervously.
"Why did you not tell anyone about your wealth?" Star asked the goth hesitantly.
"I believe in a having a friendship with someone who likes you for who you are instead of your social standing." Sam answered with her arms crossed.
Star nodded understanding. The people in the A-list had been friends with her because of her beauty and upper middle class lifestyle. And when she made a crazy accusation she'd suddenly been dumped by them. Or at least Paulina orchestrated it because of her fear of the blonde, which was worse than people randomly not liking Star anymore.
At least there wasn't a sense of betrayal.
'They weren't real friends. Not like how Danny, Sam and Tucker treat me. These three are my real friends.' Star thought, fully realizing the popular kid politics, and feeling like she'd become a lot wiser.
"Your amazing Sam, to be able to notice that on your own and to be able to live by that…" Star said, her voice going softer and softer as she spoke.
Sam stepped forward and put her hand on the blondes shoulder and awkwardly tried to reassure her.
"Hey Star? Can I make a confession?" Sam said quietly.
"Yeah." Star said looking straight into Sam's amethyst eyes.
"When I first met you, I thought you were some popular little snob who'd been kicked out of her posse and just… made a bigger deal out of it, like trying to turn their life in one of those stupid teen gossip shows." Sam confessed.
Star just nodded numbly. "Yeah, I noticed you really didn't like me in the beginning."
Sam had a short laugh. "You sure proved me wrong Star. You're smart, loyal and pretty brave."
"No I'm not" Star said nervously, rubbing her arm unconsciously.
"Yes you are. You'd have to be to follow Paulina for so long." Sam retorted back.
Star choked up a loud laugh hearing that, she quickly covered her mouth to suppress any more embarrassing attention. She saw Danny and Tucker glance at each other by the movie catalogue wall, both wierded out by Star's sudden laugh.
Once Star stopped laughing she looked at Sam with a wide smile. "Thanks Sam, for everything. But can you do one thing for me?"
"And what is that?" Sam asked inquisitively.
"Don't turn me goth" Star said straight faced to Sam.
"What? I wouldn't even…" Sam said surprised.
"You tried to make everyone vegetarian with that vegan week." Star reminded the goth girl.
Sam just responded by glowering at Star's point. "Fine, I promise to not make you goth. I didn't think you'd be into that anyways."
Star smiled, ignoring the look on Sam's face. "Thank you"
Danny and Tucker finally chose a movie. Instead of the regular horror movie that Star was usually subjected too with the trio, the boys chose a sci-fi film instead, 'War of the Stars: Episode 4' it was called.
According to Tucker it was one of the most timeless sci-fi movies of all time. Though in her mind, the movie was just ok. (Though she'd never tell Tucker that)
Meanwhile during the whole movie Tucker would question Sam about her wealth.
"Could you afford a yacht?"
"Yyyyyepp" Sam said drawn out and bored.
"Could you afford an island?"
"Of course not, that's just silly."
"Hmmm, could you afford a bowling alley?" Tucker said after some thinking.
Everyone was watching Sam now looking for answer to the fanatical question.
"We already have one. It's done the hall, over there" Sam said with a sigh, pointing down the side hallway.
"We got to play a game!" Danny said excitedly. Star and Tucker nodded excitedly on the either side of Danny.
"Fine, once the movie's over." Sam told them all, trying to calm them all down.
Star walked towards the alley, a light bowling ball in her hands. She put in good, quick strides, remembering that she couldn't run. She lifted the arm back, fingers still in the bowling ball's grip. She swung her arm forward, the ball popping off her fingers and going down the lane. But the ball wasn't in the centre of the lane it was off a bit to the left, and as it travelled down the lane it continued to go left. That was until the ball finally plunked itself in the gutter.
Star raised her hands in the air in frustration. This was now the fifth gutter ball making her substantially last. And this was against Danny and Tucker, two of the most unathletic guys in her grade.
She stormed back to one of the seats by the electronic scoreboard beside Danny, Sam and Tucker. She sat down and crossed her arms.
"Hey Star" Danny said speaking up.
"Yeah"
"Try to keep your arm straight on your next turn, that way the ball will travel straight."
"Keep your head up as well; your body self-consciously directs the ball where you want it to goal." Sam said on the side.
Star took the advice to heart trying to remember it for her next turn.
Once it was her turn again, she picked up the ball and lined herself up in front of the lane, staring down the pins.
"Remember straight arm and eyes on the target" Danny said enthusiastically.
She took a few steps forward she swung her arm back making sure it was straight, meanwhile looking right at the pins the whole time. She swung forward and let the ball loose at the target.
The ball hit the hard wood in the centre and just like Sam and Danny said, the ball travelled straight until it hit the sweet point in the pins. The pins all went down in close succession, nothing was left standing. Star had gotten herself a strike.
"YES!" Star said while fist pumping in the air. Danny, Sam and Tucker meanwhile cheered from their seats, making Star feel lighter than air.
It was at that moment that she felt like she belonged, like she now a part of the loser group. But she wouldn't have it any other way. With her leg back healthy and her new friendships, the future looked bright for Star. And this time she was sure of it.
Yay, Star finally got her cast off! And some more character development! =D
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I will try to get the next chapter up as soon as possible. It will be based off 'Splitting Images.' So look forward to that!
Until next time,
Prophet =P