new fic
So, new fic, since I'm getting writer's block for my other one lol, obviously ur all getting reader's block too.
Idea jux came to me from, let's jux say a friend of mine.
Title:no idea atm
author:me
rating:pg
warnings:nothin much
Summary: completely and utterly NOTHING like skins whatsoever so read with an open mind, obviously Naomily
disclaimer:dont own nuthin'
a/n:so guys, this is an experimental idea so letme know if u want me to continue, also letme know if u want me to continue with tht GG/skins one
Campbell corporation, one of the, no, THE biggest, most powerful corporation in England, perhaps even in Europe. They make cars, department stores, virtually everywhere-it's empire even includes an elite school. At the beautiful Campbell campus, pampered students flaunt their wealth and band together in cliques.
This was a place where simply being rich wasn't enough-if you were an outsider or a loner, outsiders are often marked as targets by the bored-uber clique called F4.
Emily Fitch arrived at the school bearing some gym equipments, amazed at all the splendor. She heard the studetns chatting excitedly about "F4's latest victim", something about knowing he wouldn't last long. Recognizing the name, he was her dad's latest customer, the redhead followed the crowd outside. On the rooftop, there was a battered boy who looked like he was about to jump off the buiding.
He suddenly shouts out
"This is what you want isn't it? Fine! I'll give you what you want!" As he was about to jump, Emily quickly burst on the scene, yelling to get his attention
"Hey! I got your equipments!"
At this the boy replied simply
"Fine, leave them at my house and my parents will pay you after I'm dead"
Emily gasped in horror
"Why? You go to such a nice school, why would you do this?"
"This is a school? No, this is hell!"
"Excuse me, but the real hell is outside"
The boy laughed, "Have you ever heard of F4?"
Emily shook her head
"They've got this thing, this card," as he pointed to the card, "once you get it, you'll be hunted, do you understand?"
Emily couldn't quite understand why this guy could just jump because of some stupid group, so she indignatly asks
"And you're just gonna let them get away with that?!?!?"
The boy seemed taken aback at first, but then smiled softly
"Your friends are lucky to have you" and then he jumped.
Emily lurches forward instinctively and JUST managed to grab him on his way over the edge. The redhead thanked her lucky stars because she practically grew up in a gym.
Quickly, the quiet, shy girl became the toast of the town, called a hero amongst the media and the Fitch family enjoy their time in the spotlight...everyone except for Emily that is.
On the other hand, the Campbell corporation is not doing well since this was an incident that directly involed the only heir. There was only one solution to fix this crisis...
"Emily, we have some great news to tell you"
"Yeah?"
"You've been offered a full scholarship at that Campbell high school" Rob Fitch blurted out.
It took the redhead a while to process this, but when she did, she was anything but impressed.
"Mum, dad, I like it like this" She said
The Fitch parents look shocked, this was a school that even the rich dream of getting into, and here their daughter was getting a FULL scholarship.
"Darling," Jenna Fitch spoke softly, " this is a once in a lifetime chance"
"And you can do gardening, I heard they have their own field" daddy Fitch chipped in
Emily could clearly see that her parents wasn't going to take no for an answer so she obliged, how bad could it really be?
The next day she went to school, making the mistake of walking. Everyone there arrived in unbelievably luxurious vehicles, designer clothing, etc. causing her to get instant attention, and not the good kind.
While wandering around, looking for her first class, biology, a girl caught her eye, she wasn't sure why though.
"Hey, um, I'm new here, can you tell me where room 459B is?" She asked in a flustered tone
The girl doesn't say anything, instead she just pointed Emily to a certain direction.
As Emily walked off, she couldn't help but curse herself, where was all her confidence when she needed it?
(a/n:ok, reading back now, I think it's kinda badly written, BUT I do think the idea seems ok, what u guys think? SHould I continue?)