| Fan Fiction |
by juicyy
Jessica awoken to the sound of repetitive knocking coming from the front door of her apartment. She muttered a few swear words as she glanced at her digital clock while rolling out of bed. It was already quarter after three, which means Jessica only had about another three hours to sleep. Whoever was at the door better had a good excuse for waking her up at this ungodly hour. She could see a flash of lightning coming from behind the curtains as she stood up and walked out of her room.
Jessica shuffled to the front door with her eyes half shut. She gathered all her strength in order to turn the doorknob in a clockwise motion. Dead tired were the most accurate words to describe Jessica right now.
When she forced the door open, Jessica�s mouth slowly formed an �o� as her sleepy eyes bugged out from behind her long eyelashes. A wet Ron was standing at the front door with Michelle sound asleep in his arms covered in his jacket. She was out like a light.
�Sorry for waking you up at this hour, but Michelle got a little drunk at the bar tonight,� Ron informed before Jessica got a chance to question him.
His words came as a shock. Her little sister had never gotten drunk before, and the weirdest thing was that Ron, the person Michelle despised the most in the entire world, was the person taking care of her and brought her home safely.
Jessica stepped aside to make room for Ron to carry Michelle through. He was drenched from head to toe since he took off his jacket to put over Michelle.
�It�s the second room on the right,� Jess yawned when she saw Ron�s confused face as soon as he entered the apartment.
�Thanks,� Ron replied gratefully. He grunted as he walked to the bedroom with Michelle still laying motionless in his arms. She was a very light girl, but he had been carrying her around for the past thirty minutes. Even Iron Man would be tired.
Ron tried to tip toe over to the side of the room he decided was Michelle�s. Since there were two beds in the room, and Niki was sleeping soundly on the other one, anyone with half a brain could tell this bed must be Michelle�s.
There was quite a contrast between Michelle�s side of the room and Niki�s. While Niki�s half was covered with stuffed animals, pictures of movie stars, and magazine pull outs of brand name clothes and accessories, Michelle�s half of the room only consisted of an autographed Jersey from her idol, Shaq, plus a single poster of her favourite basketball team, the New York Knicks. The only thing these two sisters had in common was that they were both slobs. It took Ron quite an effort to walk through the room without stepping on anything.
Michelle made a faint grunting noise as Ron gently layed her down on the fluffy pillow. He slowly and carefully took off her shoes, hoping he wouldn�t wake her up. As he pulled the covers over her shivering body, he brushed her cheeks with his fingers, pushing away small pieces of stray hair that fell upon her sweet face. Ron was afraid that if he continued to stare at her any longer, this weird feeling he had inside would grow stronger.
�Thanks for bringing her home,� Jessica said cordially once Ron came back out to the living room. She handed him a towel so he could dry himself off.
Ron accepted the towel and replied, �No problem. Wouldn�t want anyone to take advantage of her.� He had a faint smile present on his handsome face.
Jessica smiled back and said, �So what was the big celebration. It must have been something big for her to drink so much.�
Ron thought back to what Michelle said earlier when he found her sobbing in the alley behind the bar. He suddenly had an urge to ask Jessica a question he knew he had no business to know the answer to. Ron looked at Jessica square in the eyes and muttered, �Do you know who Raymond is?�
Jessica looked at Ron in bewilderment then whispered, �He�s Michelle�s fianc�. He died last year in a car accident.�
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�Hey, where�s Michelle?� Sammul asked as soon as he walked into the unit to find her desk empty. He felt like something was missing without Michelle�s smiling face.
�Oh, her sister called in and said she was sick,� Fiona replied. Her voice had a hint of disappointment because she knew Sammul still had the biggest crush on Michelle. Who knows when he�ll get over her.
�I think that�s why Ron took her home early last night,� Nicholas chimed in. Sammul looked shocked once he heard that Ron was the one who took care of Michelle. She must have been really drunk if she let him do that.
�And speak of the devil,� Bosco snickered once he saw Ron plopping down in his seat after appearing five minutes late. Joyce was courteous enough to give them all a half day off from partying late last night, but it still took Ron an effort to make it on time. Although he didn�t drink a drop the night before, he still felt like he was suffering a hangover. Ron's head felt like it weighed a ton.
�Hey guy, you look good,� Nicholas teased pointing to the bags under his own eyes, making fun of Ron�s racoon face.
�Shut up, I didn�t get to sleep till five in the morning,� Ron groaned. His eyes wandered over to Michelle�s desk which was across from his. �By the way, where�s Michelle?�
�You�re the second person to ask that question today. And the answer is still the same...she�s sick,� Fiona replied impatiently.
�Oh,� was the only thing Ron could manage to say. He didn�t know why but a wash of worry swept all over his body, causing him to shudder.
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Alec and Vicki walked hand in hand around the mall after having lunch together. It was a simple but fun lunch at Vicki�s favourite restaurant; Dairy Queen. It has always been her favourite place to eat ever since her parents took her there for the first time on the fifth birthday.
As they continued around the mall, Vicki�s round eyes immediately lit up as they walked towards a little photo booth. She tugged on Alec�s hand and said excitedly, �Ooh...Let�s take booth pictures!�
�You�re kidding right?� Alec couldn�t help but grin at how cute his girlfriend was.
Vicki whined as she continued to tug on Alec�s hand like a little kid begging for ice cream. �I haven�t done this since grade five. So pretty please with a cherry on top? I promise It'll be fun...�
She kept on pulling on his arm until he finally gave in, �Fine, but you owe me.� Alec smiled and puckered his lips.
Vicki stuck out her tongue and responded by kicking him in the shin before running into the photo booth. He quickly ran in after her and grabbed onto her hand. They resembled two little kids chasing each other in a playground.
�I guess now you owe me two kisses,� Alec exclaimed once he popped four coins into the slot.
Vicki scoffed, �Ha! You wish.�
The machine started up as Vicki pulled Alec into a pose. Just as the flash went off for the first picture, Alec seized the opportunity and planted a peck on Vicki�s cheek. Her eyes were wide open from shock as the flash went off.
In the second photo, Alec had his arms around her waist with his chin resting on her shoulders. Vicki's head was turned so she was looking at him sweetly instead of the camera.
The third photo was Alec�s favourite. They were facing each other and he hoisted her up until their lips were touching. They were looking into each other�s eyes instead of the camera.
Before the camera got set for the fourth picture, Vicki jumped onto Alec�s back, which caught him by surprise and almost caused him to tumble. But luckily, Alec regained his balance as the flash went off.
They took eight photos together. The most formal pose they did was the one where she sat on his lap and both were smiling and looking in the camera. No surprises in that one, but it wasn�t as much fun as the others.
Alec waited for the photos to be printed while Vicki wandered over to a jewellery store. He could tell she was gazing dreamily at something displaying in the window. Alec smirked once he saw Vicki eyeing the diamond bracelet on display.
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Ron had never felt so nervous in his life as the elevator neared 12th floor of his complex. He was carrying a thermos full of congee which he went out of his way to buy at a store that didn�t put MSG into their food. MSG was not good for a sick person. His hand trembled as he tried to knock on apartment 12A.
�What do you want?� Michelle scowled restlessly as soon as she opened the door and finding Ron standing there. She obviously had no recollection of what happened the night before. She somehow managed to sound feisty even when she�s sick.
Michelle had a blanket wrapped around her body with her hair pulled into a messy bun. Ron found her extremely attractive even when she�s not dressed up. She looked good even without trying while some girls tried their hardest and doesn�t even come close to her.
Ron tried to swallow the lump in his throat and stuttered, �I, uh, can I come in?�
Michelle raised an eyebrow and opened the door wider for Ron to enter.
�What do you want?� Michelle sniffled from behind the Kleenex she picked up. It was funny how she was the one who caught the cold when Ron was the one who took off his jacket to cover her up. She wasn�t as tough as she seemed.
�Behind that obnoxious tom-boy exterior was a meek and vulnerable girl,� Ron thought to himself with a goofy grin on his face. He saw Michelle�s annoyed stare and muttered rapidly, �Uh, here. I brought you some congee in case you were hungry. I heard from Fiona that you were sick.�
Michelle scrunched her eyebrows together and asked in suspicion, �You�re kidding right? Why are you being so nice to me today? Did you put anti-freeze into this to kill me?�
He found it amusing that Michelle was bombarding him with a million questions. Ron searched his brain for an answer, but couldn�t seem to find it. The lightbulb in his brain went on as his eyes fell upon the game �Kingdom Hearts� lying on the TV stand.
�Well I still have three days left of being your slave, and I wanted to make sure you�re happy in case you change your mind about giving me the game.� Ron had never reacted so fast in his life and this answer was pretty reasonable. He didn�t even stutter once.
�Oh, for a moment there I thought you actually had a heart. But thanks anyway.� Ron thought he saw Michelle smile a little when she said the word�thanks.�
He felt his heart beating rapidly from beneath his skin. Ron quickly got up and offered, �Here, I�ll get a bowl for you.� Ron didn�t want Michelle to hear his irregular heartbeat which could give him away.
�Throw in a spoon too while you�re at it,� Michelle said in a tired yet commanding tone. Normally Ron would groan and mutter a couple curse words, but today, he just smiled and asked her where she kept the utensils, which came as a big surprise to Michelle.
When Ron came back with the things Michelle asked for, he sat down across from her and poured the contents from the thermos into a bowl. Michelle stared at him in awe as he scooped a spoonful of congee and started blowing the steam off of it as if he was about to feed a baby. When Ron realized what he was doing, he immediately dropped the spoon back into the congee which made a splash all over the table.
�Jeez idiot, now look what you did. First you get saliva all over my food and now you made a mess on my uncle�s precious coffee table,� Michelle scolded. Ron could feel his face become bright red, but lucky for him Michelle was so sick and mad to notice.
�Sorry,� Ron apologized, �let me clean it up for you.�
As Ron was scrambling to clean the mess off the table, Michelle sat there eating her congee and laughing at how clumsy he was.
�It felt kind of nice not arguing with him,� She thought as she scooped a spoonful of congee, �he�s kinda cute now that I look at him.� Michelle almost choked on the food in her mouth when she realized what she just said in her head. Never in a million years would she use the word �cute� and �Ron� in the same sentence. �I must be suffering from some sort of delusion,� she tried to reason with herself.
�What did you say?� Ron asked when he exited the bathroom after washing his hands.
�Oh nothing,� Michelle fibbed, �shouldn�t you be heading back to the unit? Lunch is over at one and it�s already quarter to one.�
�Oh shit. Thanks for reminding me!� As soon as he finished his sentence, Ron bounced from his chair towards the front door.
�Bye, hope you feel better,� Ron yelled as he ran down the hallway. Michelle stood at the doorway and watch his back disappear down the corridor. She smiled to herself as she closed the door after he was out of site.
About five minutes after Ron left, another knocking sound was heard coming form the door. Michelle stomped to the doorway in an impatient manner. �What do you want now?� Michelle groaned as she swung the door open, thinking that Ron was back.
�Hi,� Sammul said coyly, �Am I bothering you?�
Michelle smiled an awkward smile and said, �Oh sorry, I thought you were...�
�Haha, don�t worry about it. I just dropped by with some soup cuz I heard you were sick,� Sammul exclaimed, holding up a plastic container. He looked over her shoulders towards the coffee and added, �But I see you already got some congee in there. I guess I�ll just eat this myself.� Sammul tried to disguise the disappointment in his voice by smiling.
�Aww, that�s really sweet of you. Maybe next time when I�m sick you can bring this over,� Michelle suggested as she smiled at him gratefully.
�Don�t say that! No one wants to be sick again. But I got to run or I�ll be late,� Sammul said as he ran towards the elevator. �Hope you feel better,� Sammul yelled before the metal doors swung together.
�Bye,� Michelle yelled back, �and thanks.�
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�Vicki, can I borrow your curling iron? Mine is broken,� Niki said excitedly as she burst into Vicki and Jessica�s shared room.
Vicki was laying on her bed reading a magazine. She rolled her eyes and said, �Last time I lent you my straightener, it came back in three pieces.�
�Come on. Me, Charlene and some other people are going clubbing. I wanna look good tonight,� Niki whined. "And did I tell you, you look gorgeous these days? Must be because of your hot new tan," Niki commented in a candy coated voice.
�You can stop with the fake flattery...first drawer on the right,� Vicki sighed, pointing to her dresser. Niki was lucky because her sister was in a pretty good mood.
�Thanks, you�re an angel,� Niki exclaimed, giving Vicki a quick peck on the cheek.
Vicki smiled and said, �Ya, ya. Have fun tonight, loser.�
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Niki arrived at the club around 9:30 wearing a pair of low rise True Religion jeans, that hugged her slim hips, with a black Dolce and Gabbana halter top. She had on a pair of Gucci heels that went with her favourite handbag. Her hair was down in bouncy curls and her make-up was just right-not to dark, but still made her stand out.
The music was booming as she Niki made her way through the crowd. She spotted Charlene waving to her from a table near the bar. She was sitting with Nicholas and the guys from their squad, all except for Kevin. Niki could feel disappointment arise in the pit of her stomach.
�Hey chica, you look hot tonight,� Charlene exclaimed as Niki approached them.
�Haha. You too babe. Nic is one lucky fella,� Niki said winking at a grinning Nicholas, who had his arms around Charlene. She had on an outfit similar to Niki�s but instead of a halter, Charlene was wearing a designer tank top and her hair was done up, showing off the silver hoops hanging on her ears.
Niki looked around the table and waved when she saw Chris, Rico, and Jack. They were all staring at her in admiration, especially Jack of course. He still had feelings for Niki, but he knew she had someone else in mind. But that doesn�t mean he couldn�t stop liking her. Niki could tell Jack was checking her out and decided to draw attention away from herself.
�So where�s Edison and Gill?� She asked, directing the question at Charlene. Charlene pointed to the dance floor, where Gillian and Edison were. Right at that moment, the DJ started to spin the song, �Listen to Your Heart� by DHT.
�I love this song. Come on Nic, let�s go join them,� Charlene yelled above the music as she grabbed on to Nicholas�s hands. She pulled him towards the floor. Charlene turned around and said loudly, �You coming Niki?�
�I�ll be out in a sec, I�m gonna get something to drink,� Niki hollered as she made way to the bar.
�I�ll have a Martini on the rocks please,� Niki yelled through the music as she leaned on the counter.
�Coming right up, babe,� a good looking bar tender shouted back.
While Niki waited for the bartender to finish mixing her drink, her eyes wandered to the dance floor. Niki's jaws dropped to the ground when she saw Mandy dancing seductively with a guy, who looked extremely familiar. Niki could�ve set off the smoke detector with the smoke shooting out of her ears when she saw who Mandy was grinding with. Kevin. She gritted her teeth and made a fist as she walked back to the table. Niki was to mad to drink now.
�Come on Jack! Let�s dance,� Niki commanded, dragging Jack to the dance floor. Jack looked at his friends in confusion and shrugged as he followed Niki.
She purposely dragged Jack out to dance, only to piss off Kevin. On the dance floor, Niki made sure she chose a spot that was in the his view. She knew it was wrong to use Jack to make Kevin jealous, but all her senses were clouded with the picture of Mandy shoving her ass at him.
Niki pressed her body against Jack as the DJ started spinning "Candy Shop." From his spot Kevin's eyes accidentally traced over in Niki's direction. He was shocked to find her and Jack bumping and grinding on the dance floor right in front of his face. Kevin looked as if he was about to kill. Niki�s plan worked after all.
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