I know I've been MIA from this site for such a long time; but I've returned [hopefully for good] and I want to give this story a try here. It's a brand new story that I began typing up recently, one that I make up as I go along.
This fic contains no other celebrities besides Elijah. They are all entirely fictional and created solely by me. For all male characters, you can basically picture anybody you want. I'll leave that up to you.
You are not permitted to take this story in it's original or altered form without authorized consent. And even if you do ask, I'll still say no.
Title: Gera and Addie
Rating: PG 13 for mild swearing and strong thematic elements involving teens.
Main Characters:
Gera [portrayed by Amber Tamblyn]
Addie [portrayed by Sienna Miller]
Elijah
General Storyline: This is originally supposed to be about nothing; but as I wrote it an actual plot took form, surprisingly. It's about two friends, Addie and Gera, who deal with the ups and downs of family, school, friends, and of course, love.
I really hope you guys enjoy this and I hope it does well with readers here. Also, any constructive comments you may have is well appreciated. I'm always looking for ways to improve my writing style.
~
Addie
I’m in a shitload of trouble. I’ve been sent to the office again, for what else? Bearing my midriff to the world. Last time, Principal Emerson gave me a warning. Now, the secretary is calling home and informing my mother of my suspension. She gives me a sickly sweet, sugary smile of forged compassion while dialing my mother’s number. “You’re just prone to trouble, aren’t you Addie?” she asks teasingly. However, I don’t think it’s funny and I grow angry.
Maybe I should hold a protest against the intolerance of showing any skin while attending school. I could get in numerous other students to walk the halls in their underwear, or better yet, without anything on at all. Will they get suspended for it? Maybe so; but it’s still worth the risk. After all, aren’t we all entitled to express our individuality through the clothes we wear?
My mom is annoyed at the disturbance from work, no doubt. She resents being called when she’s too preoccupied with something else. I can certainly wait to see the expression of anger and annoyance crossing over her face when she comes home. I’m not looking too forward to seeing her fiancé either.
I sit with my hands firmly on my lap and my ankles crossed when Mrs. Dwight sends me to retrieve my things and go home.
This isn’t the first time I’ve been suspended for my actions. I was also punished last year for consecutively ditching class. I never understood why they sent you home for being absent from school. It’s not much of a loss. They should send you to a desk inside the school department and compel you to do work. That’s a worse retribution; but the staff is stupid so of course they refuse to do it.
Being reprimanded will absolutely win a lecture from Ethan. I don’t like Ethan, the father replacement, and the spawn of all evil. He’s everything a teenager still grieving over her deceased dad would detest.
If you rewind and take me back to two months ago, I wouldn’t have minded him uninvitingly intruding into our lives, though, now, I very much prefer being locked up in a psychiatric ward than spending any more than five seconds in his presence. You want to sit and watch television and not have a single care in the world, and his voice rattles in your ears with pointless questions. He’s very argumentative, which I find to be extremely exasperating. There are some things that I prefer not to elucidate but he wants to haul forcefully out of my mouth. When I decline, he gets pissed off at me.
My mother knows of one particular unpleasant experience we’d shared.
The bad incident.
I call it ‘the bad incident’ because it’s every girl’s nightmare. One morning, after gently rapping against her door to ask for a hair band [I’d misplaced all of mine] and receiving no answer, I barged in only to see a very naked Ethan standing before me, abs and all. I don’t know why he was naked. I don’t know what him and my mother were doing, and I didn’t want to know. I screamed, he yelled out of humiliation, and I closed the door.
I stood behind the door for a few minutes, aghast, before going down the stairs and preparing breakfast for myself. I was planning a day out with a group of friends and now that there was no longer any barrier between me and my mom’s boyfriend, I wanted to eat as fast as I could before he entered the kitchen.
My luck waned. I heard the shuffling of his feet as he approached the refrigerator to grab something to eat.
“Good morning, Addie,” he said quietly.
I stayed silent. I was too embarrassed to say a word to him so I continued eating my cereal.
Unfortunately, my mom had heard me scream bloody-murder and asked me what happened when she traipsed into the kitchen. Before giving me the opportunity to answer, Ethan bluntly told her everything. She looked at me, flabbergasted like a confused child, and I felt my face heat up in frustration.
That was nearly six months ago; but the vision of Ethan standing in all his naked glory, looking at me with utmost mortification and shock will hunt me forever.
The clicking of my heels reverberates through the empty corridors as I make my way to my locker. Mrs. Dwight follows me nonchalantly, giving me a warning look of disapproval. Maybe she thinks I’m blind and stupid and can’t see her. I hate her. I hope she chokes on those colossal muffins she eats for lunch, and no one else will have to put up with her ugliness.
As I exit the main double doors and let the coolness of the wind hit my face, I wonder what my mother will do to me this time. Maybe she’ll ground me again, and tell me I can’t go out with my friends or talk on the phone for a week. Throw in no television or computer and I’ll literally die.
Having a disobedient daughter like me always creates turmoil in our house. My mom and Ethan are continuously fighting about me, how I’m insubordinate, and how my lacking grades won’t get me anywhere.
A couple of weeks ago, Ethan heatedly told my mother I’d be spending life flipping burgers. She was fuming at him and defensively assuring him I was not as dim-witted as he perceived. Not thinking I could hear a word, they prolonged it for two hours. My door was ajar. I managed to grasp on to every word they hollered at each other.
I didn’t think it was right of Ethan to talk that way about me. He’s a former junkie. He took weed, acid, and speed when he attended high school. Mom tells me he’s been sober for fifteen years; but I don’t believe her. He probably gets inebriated whenever mom is out of sight. He’s also seven years younger than her, and it’s evident. She looks all her forty-five years. He is noticeably thirty-eight.
“Suspended again, Addie?” a pimply-faced boy named Kirk asks me. I don’t like Kirk. He doesn’t use deodorant so he smells up the halls, and he talks slow. Not all people who talk slow are idiots; but Kirk’s a very different case. He looks like a dirty, idiotic pervert, and that’s exactly what he is. He has provocative pictures of Tara Reid and Christina Aguilera pinned all over the inside of his locker. Those are the kind of girls he can never get, the slutty, wild blondes.
He asked me out once during freshman year. I said no. Somehow he misconstrued that for me wanting to be friends with him. I insult him whenever he talks to me; but his still gets the impression that I actually like his company, which I don’t. No one does. He’s a dirty, idiotic pervert.
I tell him to eff off and keep walking.
When I get home, I make a point of slamming the door. There’s no one home right now. Ethan, like my mom, is at work, and my sister Alex is still at school. I toss my shoulder bag on the futon in the living room and saunter into the kitchen to get a half-empty bag of Barbeque chips. Mom is going to walk in seeing the sight of me indulging in fattening food while still wearing my shoes, which she specifically told me not to do because it grimes the carpet. She must be so proud of me.
oooo! very good! me like!
curious to see what will happen with this plot that appeared out of nowhere!
tori
xxx