Free Fall

[pr]

((Ok, yes I know... I already have a bunch of stories i need to finish...but i think the only one i will continue will be The lesson...maybe....sorry D:> anyways...I got the idea for this story from Desperate Housewives (surprisingly a good show O.o) ^.^; again sorry BTW, Mar-Mar is based off one of my very best friends XD and...there will be some cussing...))


Becca opened her locker and smiled. A red rose laid across her Physics Book. She picked up the small note that was neatly folded on the middle of the stem and opened it.

Good Morning love,
I can't wait to 'spy' on you in Physic's today ^.^
Love, your hidden stalker (secret admirier sounds so tacky now Haha

She couldn't help but blush and smile at the little comment. Though she was a little skeptical about it at first (still is a bit) she loved hearing some one other than Mar-Mar complimenting her.

"Hey freakette, wheres our queer?" Jane slouched against the lockers next to Becca. "I don't know, he's your brother." Becca slipped the note in her book and closed the locker with a laugh. "Step-brother chica."

"Becca! You look so sexy today! Ugh...I envy your figure." Mar-Mar stood next to Jane and leaned on her. Becca rolled her eyes and smiled. "Thank's Mar-Mar, the Warden wants you guys to come over for dinner...."

The 'Warden' as the three of them called her, was Becca...evil mother. A year ago, her father died leaving her to move in with the demon mother in the worst part of town. Becca hated her mother with all fibers of her beings since to the Warden, Becca was nothing more than the child of a one night stand and she beat her on a daily basis.

"Tell the whore she can go to hell...no way I'm going anywhere near that hell hole....it sucks that you have to live there...AND YOU! Usted bastardo locoDID YOU TAKE MY EARRINGS?!"

Mar-Mar lightly covered his ears. "I can't hear you, seems I have two lightning bolts hanging from my ears." He looked over innocently to the right. Jane was ready to blow a gasget when the bell rang.

Becca laughed. "I'll see you guys later." she slung the black and white messenger bag over her shoulder and slipped the note in the bag.

"Ooohhhh, a note from Mr. Mysterious perhaps?" Mar-Mar gave a sly smile and waited for the 'gossip'.

"Love, do you want me to steak out near your locker and see you this stalker of yours is?" Something flew and hit Jane in the back of the head. She turned around to see two football 'jocks' laughing.

Then the 'demon' (as Mar-Mar put it) came out and she took off after them at full charge.

"Sh*t!" they ran off.

"¡Vuelva aquí usted deportista bajo de vida! " Becca and Mar-Mar sighed and watched her run out of sight. "The lovely start of another lovely day." He mumbled.

"Ah, but it'd be boring with out her...she has a nice side, she just...has a hard time showing it.." Becca smiled. "We better get going or we're going to be late."

"Bye Mar-Mar!" with that, she headed to her first hour.


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And that's it, the epic shortness of my new story >.> and sorry If my spanish isn't right (to those who can speak it)

I know none and had to use a translator program O.o
and The Giant might not come in for a few chapters, ill update more tomorrow ^.^

[natalie]

Great start!! Like the title!! I like it that she has a secret admirer. sounds neat!!

I like it that you might continue the lesson ;D

[pr]

Natalie@ lol thank you ^.^


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Becca laid her bag on one of the lab tables and took her seat. Mrs. Catlin didn't care where you sat, which was usually an ok thing...until her 'lab partner' showed up. Depending on who it was also depended on how well her day went.

She pulled out her notebook covered with MCR (my chemical Romance) and Hollywood undead stickers littered the cover. Setting down her text book and notebook, she scribbled out a quick note on a piece of paper for her secret admirer. Though it seemed kinda odd of her to be sending him a note, they did this often.

She would hand it to Jack, they're 'messenger' later. He some how knew who 'he' was and agreed to deliver messages when possible. Some one sat down her beside her. Like always, she didn't look to see who it was till either she had to or until class started.

She wrote a few final words and sketched out a few doodles before folding it up and sticking it in her note book. She brushed her hair out her eyes and caught a glimpse on who was sitting by her.

Elliot Young.

With a quick scan of him, she looked at the page number on the board and opened her text book.

Elliot Young was, of course, the most popular boy in school and dating, of course, the most popular (and annoying) girl in school, Lucy Maratelli. You average high school cheerleader. Long blonde hair, tan skin, wears half a bottle of foundation on her face, the works. Elliot wasn't so bad...but he was still a bit of a jerk at times.

Though he wasn't the best partner, he was better than most. He actually tried to do the work, unlike most of her partner. They thought since she was a straight A+ student, she would be able to do all of the work. Maybe that's the reason she liked Elliot.

Then, the bell rang.

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It was lunch time and Becca was sitting at 'her' table alone, since Mar-Mar and Jane have B lunch, picking through her salad when Jack came up.

"Hey Becca, this is for you." He slid a envelope towards her. "Oh, thanks Jack!" she smiled and took the envelope.

He left and she opened it, knowing who it was from. A small map fell out along with a ticket for the sold out Hollywood undead concert. She blinked in surprise and opened the note.

Morning sunshine!

Well, I was hoping, since you've been 'dying' to meet me, I thought maybe we could have a first date at the Hollywood Undead concert! Since we both like them so much that is...So how about it? If you will come, send me a note back and meet me at the concert hall downtown by 6:30, I'll be Mr. Mysterious near the entrance holding a purple rose. I can't wait to see you Becca, as just me.

Love,
Your Hidden Stalker


Her face was burning up. He was going to reveal himself tonight. After nearly a year, she was finally going to get to meet him, that is, if she can sneak past the warden. It was poker night, so it would be easy...hopefully.

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Becca made the long walk home. Opening the door to the little one room apartment, she looked around and sighed. The apartment was yet again a wreck. The old yellow walls were faded from the smoke of cigerettes and the many times drinks where flung at them. The once white floor was a dirty brown now from years of not being cleaned.

Home sweet Home...

She set her bag on the floor and opened her 'bedroom' which was a tiny closet in the front of the house. She slepted on the couch and kept everything in the closet. Going through it, she chose a pair of old dark blue jeans and the faded red jersey styled shirt she loved so much.


It was nearly 6 when she was finally ready. She would have to leave in the next 4 minutes to be able to get the concert hall in time.

Then the door opened. Becca looked up from the hall mirror to see The warden slump on the couch.

Her breath caught in her throat. The game must of ended early. And not only that, she was drunk. "H-Hi momma." Becca said carefully slipping on her shoes.

The warden lifted herself off the couch and glared at Becca. "Where the hell do you think your going?" she slurred.
"I'm going out tonight..." she mumbled picking up the ticket and map off the counter. "Ha! Who in there right mind would want to go out with you?" She laughed as she stood up.

Becca felt her anger rising. "I have a date matter of fact so bug off!"

She felt the numbness before the pain as she was smacked. "Don't you dare talk to me like that you little slut. Trying to be like your mommy eh? Who you sleeping with? I wouldn't, or you'll end up with a mistake like I did."

"Momma I've never done that, will you please lay off." Becca eased around her mother. "You're not leaving." she said gripping the cordless phone.

Becca made a mad dash for the door. The cordless hit her in the back of the head making her stumble, but she managed to get the door open and run down the concrete staires before the warden could get her.

She run as fast as she could down the street, and the last thing she heard was her mother yelling, "You'll come back! You have no where else! I'll be waiting!"

Becca continued to run gripping the ticket tightly and the rose she managed to grap for her mystery date.

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Ok there is the next part, I'm going to write the next part here soon ^.^

[pr]

It's soon now XD


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Becca scaned the crowd for someone with a purple rose in they're hands. After 10 minutes she saw some leaving the concert hall with they're hood up and a purple rose in they're hands.

"Hey! Wait!" she ran after them and grabbed they're shoulders.

They turned around with the hood up and a bandana around they're mouth. She gasped and backed up.

"W-wait! It's me!" He called holding out the rose.

"If it's you, answer this, after months of talking, what did you use to sign off a letter instead of the traditional way?" she asked holding her ground.

"From your Hidden stalker, and i also said the first time I used that, secret admirer sounds tacky, and it was this morning that I used that." he answered

"Who is our messanger?"

"Jack Green."

"What is the hour we have together?"

"Mrs. Catlin's first our college Physics."

She looked him over and giggled. "I thought you said you were going to show me who you are..." she said taking the rose out of his hand and handing him her own.

"Well...uh.. I thought...you'd leave if you saw who I was..." he mumbled looking away.
"I promise I won't leave...take off the bandana." she said smiling. Her face was bright red at this point but she didn't care.

"O-Ok..." He turned around, took off the mask and let the hood slip down before turning back around.

Becca gasped and felt the color in her face drain.

It was Elliot Young (shocker >.> XDDDD).

She gapped at him before taking the rose and throw it in his face. "Is this some sick joke your pulling?" she yelled catching a few people passing them by surprised.

"Some how I knew you would act like that...please Becca, give me a chance. I swear this isn't a trick-"

"Stop...stop right there...one...I really can't believe that...two, your dating Lucy, don't you feel bad your going out with another girl?" Becca was still furious.

"I broke up with her before I came...please Becca," he picked up the rose and handed it to her, "just...just give me a chance...thats's all I'm asking." he gave her pleading eyes.

"I-...I'm sorry...I...," she handed him the ticket and rose," I can't..." she turned around and started back home.

"Becca! Please!" He ran after her. Becca spoted her mom's old beat up car across the street. She caught her breath and turned to Elliot. "Fine, one chance..." she took a glimpse over her shoulder and looked back to Elliot and smiled. "Shouldn't we go in?"

Elliot gave her a confused look before smiling. "Yea.." he held out his arm for her. She looped her arm through his and they walked in.

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Around midnight, the two exited the concert hall laughing. "Thank's for giving me a chance Becca." he smiled down at her. She blushed. "You know, I never expected it to be you, I always thought it was Johnny who always sits in the back." she smiled.

"Nah, he's not romantic enough, only a true romantic would think of having a date at a Hollywood Undead concert."

Becca laughed and glimpsed across the street. She was still there.

"Can I give you a ride home?" he asked her. She looked one more time across the street before nodding.

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20 minutes later, they pulled up to her old worn down apartment. "T-this is where you live?" he asked her.

"Y-yea...my dad died last year...and I moved in with my mom, we don't have a lot, and this is all we can afford." she looked away embarassed. "Wait, is she the famous 'Warden' I hear you guys talking about?" he asked.

"You listen to our converstations?" she asked him getting a bit defensive. "Well your locker is only a few away from me, so i really can't help it." he flashed her a smile.

She smiled. "Sadly yes.." she went to open the door. Turning her head to Elliot she smiled. "Thanks for the-" she was interupted when he leaned forward and kissed her cheek. "You welcome." he whispered.

He face was dark beet red. "I-I-uh...gotta go...I'll see you at school tomorrow." she smiled and got out. Waiting for to drive up, she ran into the apartment and locked they're door. She turned on the water and let the small tub fill up.

Stripping down, she got in the tub and leaned back with a sigh. Who would of thought it was Elliot Young. With a smile, she closed her eyes and went under to wet down her hair. When she came back up, something clicked near her head.

"Huh?" she turned to see a sliver gun pointed at her. Her own mother was holding it. "M-M-momma, wh-what are you doing?" Becca covered her chest with her arms and stared at her mother.

"I always knew you were a mistake.... I might of brought you in this world, but I can sure as hell take you out of it too..." she said.

Becca felt tears slip. "Momma, why? This is crazy!" Becca tried to get out. The warden used the gun to hit her in the head.

"Momma..."

"I'm not your momma, your not my daughter, your going to die, everyone wins..."

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Elliot waited by Becca's locker for her. He was still on cloud 9 from last night.

"What are you doing here?"

He looked up to see Jane and Mar-Mar, both dressed in black. Jane's eyes were red and puffy, her eyeliner and mascara running. Mar-Mar, instead on his regular spikes, and let his blond and pink hair lay flat in a shaggy way.

"Oh..I'm-I'm just waiting for Becca...I wanna talk to her about last night."

"You were with Becca last night?" Jane sounded both surprised and angry. "Jane, calm down, it wasn't him and we both know that..." Mar-Mar put a hand on Jane's shoulder. Elliot noticed a box in Jane's hands.

"What's going on? Where's Becca?" he asked again. Jane couldn't hold it back and started to cry again.

Mar-Mar held her close.

"Elliot...Becca....she was....her mother." Mar-Mar let a few tears slip.

"Her god damn mother killed her last night! " Jane cried into Mar-Mar's chest.

[natalie]

Whoa, intense scene, her Mother is nuts!!

[pr]

((this is basically about where Becca goes...shes not gone ))


Becca opened her eyes and groaned. Her head was killing her. As she stood up, the headache got worse. "What did I drink last night.....did I drink?" she mumbled to herself rubbing her head. The headache was worse than the time she drunk Ruprmint (very strong achohol that can easily kill you...I think thats how you spell it...) with Jane and some of her friends.

Getting a good look around, she was surprised to see...well...nothing. It was like being in a dark room, but she was able to see herself. "Where am I?"

She stood up and walked around for a bit. But where she was walking to, she still didn't know. Then she slammed into something. "Ow! Son of a-" she rubbed her nose and her head seem to pulse with pain.

Carefully, she felt in front of her to see there was something. "Huh?" she started feeling her way along the 'wall till she touched something round and cold, a doorknob. "Ok...that's not weird at all..." she mumbled tugging on it. It wouldn't budge.

She yanked on it again and this time pounded on it. "Hello?" she yanked on the door knob again. On the other side of the door, she could hear the sound of high heels clicking on a wooden floor.

The door was yanked opened, letting light stream into the dark room.

"Oh my-" the woman looked away from Becca and grabbed a house coat off a rack. "Here honny, cover yourself up while I get you something to wear." she said. The womans long dirty blonde curls bounced around her head and she hurried back into the room.

Becca covered herself up and looked around. It was a small office, one you would find in a high school or bisnuess office. Probably a secretary. Becca walked farther in and sat in one the chairs.

She scaned the woman's desk and saw small stacks of paper work scattered about. All her pins and pencils where kept neatly in a coffee cup that said 'Little Angel' in bold pink letters. The woman came back a few minutes later with a bundle of clothes and a small bandage.

'A bandage?' Becca gave her a look of confusion.

"Here ya go hon, I'm gonna ask you a few questions and then you can go ahead and get changed and then we'll head down to the judgement hall. What's you name hon?" she asked typing away on her computer.

"Rebecca Smith..."

The woman typed it in and looked through some files on her desk. After a couple minutes of searching, she frowned. "Well that's odd...I don't have your file anywhere, wait one moment." she said getting up. "Go ahead and get dressed and slap that band aid on you forehead while I go look for it." with that, she left the room.

Becca stood up and went into a small room the woman had pointed out, and changed into the white shorts and the white t shirt. Then, she looked in the mirror.

"..... AHHHHH!!!" her hands touched the small hole in the middle of her forehead. "Wha-what the hell?" Becca quickly covered the hole with the band aid and ripped a hair brush through her now dry hair before leaving the room.

The woman was sitting at the desk tsking over a file. "Why do I have a hole in my forehead?!" Becca said nearly crying.

"Well, according to you file, you were shot in the head..but I don't understand why, it's not your date yet...." She said rubbing her chin.

"Wh-what do you mean, are you saying I'm dead?!"

"Yes...but...it's not your time, according to this, your suppose to live till your 86....this won't do...not at all..not at all...come with me dear." the woman got up from her desk.


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vuala! a short update!

[natalie]

Great update!!

[pr]

((O.o Wow...its been awhile. Uh...well thats horrible....oh well..i guess to the update we go!))



Becca sat on the long leather couch and listened to the arugement inside the room behind her.

She sighed and leaned back. They were arguing where to put her. Since she wasn't suppose to die yet, they couldn't send her to heaven. But..since she was a innocent as Mrs. Carter, her 'gaurdian angel' had called her, she couldn't be sent to Hell.

As soon as the door opened, Becca stood straight up and looked between the two woman.

"Well kiddo, we're in a very tricky situtation. Not many people die before they're time...so the only thing we can do is 'resurrect' you!" said the taller woman.

"Eh? You mean like in the zombie movies?" she asked.

They laughed. "No Becca, we're going to restore you in your old body...but...it will be...different. We're going to assign a gaurdian to you, someone close. It's going to be hard to adjust...but it's the best we can do." Said Mrs. Carter.

Before she could even ask a question, they wisked her off to another room. The room was covered in clothes of different genre and colours.

"Well we can't leave you in those clothes. They're to bright and will make you stand out. Let's see....ah! Here's something!." she said pulling out two outfits. One was a slighly poofy dark green dress with elbow length bell sleeves. The other was a pair of black capri's and a dark green tube top tunic. "These should do nicely as starters." Mrs. Carter said still stuffling through the clothes.

Shooing her into a room, they made her change into the dress, which was a big disappointmet for Becca. As she came out, they gave her a messenger bag. "This has basic care products and a few more outfits. I slipped in a pair of shoes so you won't hurt your feet to much." said Mrs. Carter handing her the bag.


"Wait what do you-" There was a bright light then, nothing.


((SHORTNESS))

[Neon]

Oh! Pleasant surprise to see this one update again!
Lovely foreshadowing and cliffhanging. :3