Post by charles finley. on Mar 24, 2007 4:26:18 GMT -5
Get Out Alive
By: .Love.Like.Wintah.
Summary: You’ll find out soon enough. XD – too lazy to write one XD-
Rating: Teen
Pairings: Jake/OC, Jake/Rose, Fred/Rose. –shot for the Fred and Rose-
Notes and stuff: Takes place after homecoming. Possibly some AU … and probably alot of OOC. –shot-
Copyright: I do NOT own ADJL. D: SOMEONE THAT’S NOT ME OWNS ADJL. xD Every song that will be used in the story is copyright the band that created the song.
By: .Love.Like.Wintah.
Summary: You’ll find out soon enough. XD – too lazy to write one XD-
Rating: Teen
Pairings: Jake/OC, Jake/Rose, Fred/Rose. –shot for the Fred and Rose-
Notes and stuff: Takes place after homecoming. Possibly some AU … and probably alot of OOC. –shot-
Copyright: I do NOT own ADJL. D: SOMEONE THAT’S NOT ME OWNS ADJL. xD Every song that will be used in the story is copyright the band that created the song.
X.x.X.x.X.x.X
Jake slung his head down.
There was nothing he could do.
Could he run after her? Explain the whole deal?
Or would she stare at him like a freak who was rambling on about something she had no clue about?
The car drove off into the crowded streets of New York City and Jake sighed. She was gone, gone forever. No chance of a life that he had been dreaming about since the day he first laid eyes on her. The young teenager shoved his hands into his pocket and turned around, facing towards the school.
Instantly, memories stung him.
Everything about her, it wouldn’t leave his mind. Jake managed to prop his head up and walked towards the school, slowly. The pain of her just wouldn’t go away.
Don’t put your life in someone’s hands.
They’re bound to steal it away.
Don’t hide your mistakes ..
They’re bound to steal it away.
Don’t hide your mistakes ..
School had been over for awhile now. Jake glanced at his watch and gave a small shrug as he grabbed his skateboard that had been placed against the door. He strapped on his helmet, having parts of his black (with a green trim) hair stick out, and road off.
X.x.X.x.X.x.X
Rose turned her head around and glanced out the back window of the car. That kid … she had seen him before.
But where?
Everything about him, the way he looked, the way he spoke, everything … seemed so familiar. But where had she seen him before?
Or could she have never met him?
Either way, it bugged her. She knew him … she knew for a fact that she knew the kid. But … nothing would trigger her mind about him.
Victoria glanced over at her sister and looked at the window, “Who was that?” she asked out of curiosity. Rose shrugged, her backpack still hung over her shoulders.
Victoria gave a small smirk as she looked at her sister “Rosie, I’m not kidding. Who was that?” She asked. Rose shrugged her shoulders as she slid off her backpack.
“Dunno, but he seems … so familiar” she replied with her normal soft tone. Victoria nudged her twin, “Sure Rosie, I believe you”
“I’m telling you the darn truth!”
“Right”
“Vicky” Rose snarled.
“I was kidding!” Rose rolled her eyes and looked out the window, her eyes drowning in all the colors of the buildings they passed.
“Not” Victoria muttered under her breath.
X.x.X. – Sydney, Australia - .X.x.X
Fred glanced behind him. Nothing. He gave a weak shrug and continued walking back home. The fall breeze was starting to pick up, letting the huge city getting a break from the hot days that they have been having. (A/N: mwhaa. Australia! –shotdown- Yeah …… -basing the temps, seasons and time in the real life- mwhaaa. I like Australia to much. –this is what I get for spending my nights when I have nothing better to do and look up stuff about Australia and it’s animals- …… –shotdown-)
Tiffany looked at her best friend since pre-school with a worried look. “You ok there Fred?” She asked; slinging her backpack over her shoulder. Fred looked up at her with a shock, “What? Ok, fine” he added with a laugh. Tiffany raised an eyebrow, “You sure? Doesn’t seem like you were .. with it” Tiffany replied as they kept on walking home. Fred managed a laugh, “I’m ok” he said.
“Whatever you say Fred, whatever you say” The brown haird girl smirked. Fred looked at her “Tiff, you’re crazy” He said with a smirk in return. Tiffany shrugged, “At least you’re not lying. Now c’mon! You’re slow!” Tiffany added on, tugging on Fred’s sleeve part of his school uniform (A/N: Not really sure if they have uniforms in all parts of Sydney. Meh, don’t care. Fred in a school uni ish hawt –shotdown- XD)
“What do you mean … slow? I can totally out run you!” Fred said as he grabbed his backpack from falling off his shoulder.
“Psht! You wish you could!”
“You wanna make that a bet?”
“Bring it!”
X.x.X. – Hong Kong Prison - .X.x.X
Rawlyin paced back and forth.
He was guilty, everyone knew he was. And he had pleaded not guilty … why? The question still raced through his mind. His hands were still clenched together, anger still inside him.
He committed the murders, but how did they get the proof that he was the murder? How in the heck? Rawlyin was different then a normal serial killer. Most of them would kill with knifes, guns, etc. But he was different.
His hand’s were like tentacles of a jellyfish. Inside his hands, he had the stinging cell a jellyfish has. It was a mutation, a mistake gone wrong from many years before. But it severed him as his defense, in case of an attack. As soon as rage was sent of in Rawlyin’s mind, his hand’s would result into a murder, leaving nothing but from what it looks like, a sting from a Box Jellyfish. The perfect murder, found out.
The jail doors open and Rawlyin stepped inside, his hands cuffed behind his back. The guards led him to the cell ‘897’ and the doors slowly opened. To Rawlyin’s surprise, he wasn’t alone.
There was a girl, possibly sixteen, maybe fourteen, he wasn’t sure of the age. Her blonde hair was messed up and looked as it had never been combed; her face was paler then ever. She wore the same jumpsuit he had, an orange one. Only her’s had just a tad bit of style put into it. Placed in her right hand was a cigarette, and in her left, a lighter.
“You know the rules” The guard snarled at her as he snatched the cigarette and lighter out of her hands. The teenager glared up at him and spat on him. Rawlyin glanced from the teenager to the Guard. He didn’t know what was going to be more of a nightmare, prison, or her.
Rawlyin was shoved into the cell as the guard removed his handcuffs. The doors behind him slammed shut and he took a seat. The blonde looked up at him, her arms crossed.
“What are you in for?” She asked, her tone harsh. Rawlyin looked up, “Serial Killings. You?” he asked. The blonde shrugged, “You name it. Drugs, selling, breaking and entering, stealing, assault. You name it, I’m probably in for it. And I’m only 15. Boy, I screwed up my life already.” she replied. “I’ve been in here for two years, and I’ve been trying to get out since day one. You look like the type of guy that would know how to get out of here” She said, eyeing him.
“Me? I just got here, like hell I would know anyway around this place” He said. The blonde smirked, “You know a way to get the guards killed?” She asked.
“Well yeah …”
“Good, that’s all we need. I got a deal for you”
Rawlyin looked up, suddenly gaining interest, “And that would be?” he asked.
“I know this place inside and out, I know how to get us out of here. You kill of the guards and take the keys to get us out of here, we’ll both be free” She said.
“But won’t they notci-” Rawlyin began, carefully thinking about the plan and all the holes that it had in it.
“Worry about that later. Got a deal?” The blonde asked. Rawlyin nodded his head, “Deal” he said, stretching out his arm for her to shake. She shook his hand, “By the way, My name is Kristen”
“Mine’s Rawlyin”
“Row lynn?”
Rawlyin sighed. “No, Rawl Lynn”
“Rawrl Lynn?”
He sighed again.
“Rawl Lynn”
“Rawl Lynn” the girl said with a space in-between.
Did anyone ever teach this girl English? Rawlyin thought to himself. It’s going to be a long way out of here, but it’s worth it. First target …… He laid back on his supposedly bed. His head turned to his left, facing the wall as a wide smile came across his face.
They had been enemies of his family’s past for years. Murdering them would be the perfect way to gain respect with his family. The smile on his face grew wider as the name of one (the first) victim came to his head.
The American Dragon.
END
Nanana!! NEW STORY. O: … I know, I know. I should update AHF. Yeah … I’m working on that ok? XD ANYWAYS … Mwhhaa. FRED. I’ve never seen him in a story as a real main character! – Beside’s Leela’s oneshot. XD- But other then that, I’ve seen him in stories … but not as main characters. O: . GO FRED. -hold's up this I LOVE YOU FRED sign thing- xD
Yesh … Fred and Rose. Mwhhhaa. DEAL WITH IT. XD
Nanana. I better work on AHF before you all shoot me! @___@. XD
EDIT: Oh yeah ... If you all could be so awesume and just image Fred and Tiffany with Australian Accents? -can't write a person with an accent- ... IF YOU CAN THEN THANKS. :D