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On days such as this I wonder why my ass got out of bed.  Then again, none of my days seem simple anymore.  At one time I had been the most popular in my school, now I am the reject due to how the government handled this delicate situation.  I guess that is not here nor there but either way, the events that took place changed my life, along with the rest of my family.  

Maybe I should start a bit from the beginning.  My name is Janice Lorine or as I'm being called now, Mary Alice Gordon.  As you may have guessed from my name, my parents, in their youth, had been the rebellious druggies looking for the thrill and wherever the music took them.  I wish they were that cool now.  Now my mother is imprisoned and my father...well...I'm getting there.  You see, back in my hometown, I had been one of the popular and desireable girls in my high school.  Sure, I had a loser brother and a baby sister, but that was covered up by fans well enough.  Being beautiful, a cheerleader, and president of the student council gave me my own personal office that took care of such annoying facts.  

But, that changed as soon as Dad came clean and told the cops about my mother's affair with a local drug lord.  That was another fact that I tried keeping from my fans but no, my dad had to make it public.  Of course, divorce ensued, along with a mark on my father's head when he found out my mother was involved in a bit more he intended to find out.  Either way, that is how I ended up here.  The middle of nowhere, in the godforsaken cornfields, with a name that is so out of date that I want to cry.  No one even recognizes me here for who I really am!  Just because they felt Dad needed to be in protective custody, with a changed identity, didn't mean they needed to drag the rest of us along.  I mean, come on, I'm a senior in high school!!  They even wanted me to dye my beautiful blond curls but they were dreaming.  

So here I am, in this boring school, an outcast, and trying to figure out how I"m ever going to fix my shambled life.  At least Cody is in the same school with me.  Yet, I can't help but have this constant feeling that I'm being watched.  Cody feels the same way but he is also one of those dweebs who thinks Aliens, UFOs, and Were creatures exist.  Oh yeah, and dragons.  Can't forget those.  Now you can easily see why I disown him.

"Ms Gordon, can you come to the board and answer this problem please," I heard Ms. Richard snap, forcing me to roll my eyes.  This place was so passee.  I just almost wish something would happen here.  At least I only had ten more minutes of math class and then I was free for the rest of the day.  

©2007-2008 *vi
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Okay, I finally got this started! Lets try and get this interactive story rolling. Here are the options we can do or any of the above. I will choose from comments what I will do next..

1) Add a comment on what you think should happen next
2) Post on your DA the next part of this

Since this can turn into an interactive/choose your own adventure, it may spread in more than one direction. I will constantly be adding links and new content to this to keep it going with what all of you think. Anything goes, no matter how odd, stupid, or creative it is. You want were creatures, dragons, furries, transformations, I'm game! This is a creative exericse for me and everyone else who decides to participate. Have fun! Make sure you tell people about this so we can keep this going and have fun!

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~mouselet:iconmouselet: Jul 27, 2007, 6:18:10 PM
Hmmm...I think a fairy should come into the classroom and only she can see it. And it comes and flies around and plays tricks and generally causes trouble, especially for Mary/Janice, who then seems to be the one doing things.

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"Only the injured can truly love, only the maimed can truly mourn."
It could be worse! Couldn't it?
*vi:iconvi: Jul 27, 2007, 8:05:37 PM
Hmm...that could be amusing :)

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