Post by xt on Jul 28, 2006 12:55:34 GMT -5
Bonjour, y'all! X-T here giving a quick blurb because I don't want to give you the summary, cause it would ruin the surprise! ;D I can tell you one thing though, this story came from the inspiration from the Dave Matthew's song "Crash Into Me". It's got really nothing to do, but I was listening to the song in the car, and it was like the lightbulb went off. Ok, enough about me, let's get on with it!
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Crash
Chapter 1
Life was never easy for Cassie Williams. Every time something good came along, karma would bring her world to a stop. She tried her best in school, getting good grades and getting high marks in her classes, but nothing seemed to please her. It was her attitude that worried me the most. Knowing her for most of his life, Michael could see the major changes as they went from elementary school, to junior high, then to high school, especially after her mother died in a plane crash not to long ago. Cassie had grown bitter, not the sweet girl he knew back in first grade. Michael stuck too her though, even though at some points she wanted to push him away like an unwanted rag doll.
It was in the beginning of September. Junior year had started for them at Perry High School and things were looking positive, although Cassie made a big deal of work first, and no play ever. Throughout the summer, she had been doing school work from her Honor’s classes, along with piano lessons and other things her father made her do. Her whole summer ruined by work, and Michael for one was not going to let her pass by another year devoted to school and only school. And that’s when the arguments started.
“Michael James Howard, I am not going to a concert ” Cassie protested, not even hiding the fact that she wanted to go.
“So you’re telling me that you’d give up Nickleback tickets for a Chemistry book?” Michael said with a smirk. Cassie stuck her nose in the air, an expression she always did when Michael was right ever since we were kids. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye, glaring.
“Father won’t like the idea,” Cassie said, readjusting the mound of books formed in her arms.
“What is one little concert going to do to your grades?” Michael said, almost to the point of raising his voice. Cassie’s father was the whole brain behind this book worm of a daughter, not that Cassie was much of one.
“It’s not that... He’s going to be upset about me driving in the car for two hours with a boy,” Cassie said with a slight nod.
“Your father has known me ever since we were six What’s he going to think I’m going to do to you? Rape you?” Michael said with a raise of my eyebrow.
“Well, yeah,” Cassie said plainly, “He’s known you’ve changed a lot, Mike, and he doesn’t sit well with that,”
“I’m not the only one whose changed... tell him that as well...” Michael said with a grunt, “I’ll pick you up at six,” And he stormed away, opening up the door to his algebra classroom and sulking to his chair. Cassie shook her head, walking down a few doors down to her AP Europe class, where she sat in her normal seat in the front
Michael leaned against the hood of his car as he waited for Cassie to finish persuading her dad to let her go. He made sure to look at the clock, seeing if he should barge into the argument so we wouldn’t be late.
“Howard Get over here ” Mr. Williams’ voice boomed out of the front porch. Michael quickly went to him, praying to God that he, being Mr. Williams, wouldn’t give him a lecture or make him do push ups. Though, when he stepped onto the stair, Mr. Williams stood there, not looking at all angry.
“Now boy, I’m warning you,” Mr. Williams said as he tapped his foot, “If I get a call saying that you two are in jail doing God knows what, with God knows who, at God know where, I’m not lugging my sorry ass to bail you guys out. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes sir,” Michael said firmly, giving a strong nod. Mr. Williams was a strict man, but you had to give him some credit; surviving the war was hard enough, but losing your wife to something you controlled in the air force must be a load of emotions on his shoulders. At the moment, however, Michael just wanted to get Cassie and himself out of there as fast as they could.
“You ready?” Cassie said, walking out from behind her father. Michael nodded, already twirling his keys around his fingers.
“I’ll have her home before midnight, sir,” Michael said as he stepped off the steps to the porch.
“I’m warning you boy No fooling around ” Mr. Williams’ said before slamming the door in front of him. Michael turned to Cassie and smiled.
“Glad he’s off your back?” He said with a laugh. Cassie, glared, then smiled.
“You have no idea,” Cassie said as she walked to his car. She opened the door, peering around the car.
“This thing is huge ” Cassie said as she sat in the passengers seat.
“It was my dad’s old car,” Michael said, sitting down and starting the car, “And of course, I had to get stuck with it,”
“Well, at least you have a car,” Cassie said as she buckled her seat belt.
“That’s true,” Michael said, then handed her a box of Mike Ike’s, “Want some?”
“Nah, I don’t like them,” Cassie said crossing her legs.
“More for me then,” Michael said as he opened the box, “You know you’re going to get veins sitting like that,”
“I know,” Cassie said crossing her arms as she readjusted her leg so that it was higher up, “Oh well,” Michael laughed, putting the car in drive and pulled out of the driveway, speeding on down the long country road.
Cassie looked out the window of the car as they drove away from the city, seeing the darkness swallowing the road. Michael looked over at her, then pulled to the side of the rode, despite that they were on the freeway. He put the car in park and looked at Cassie.
“Something the matter?” Michael said as he turned off the radio of the car. Cassie turned to face him, biting her lip.
“Do I ever cross your mind?” Cassie said her head tilting to the side.
“No,” Michael said, turning off the car.
“Do you like me?”
“Not really,” Michael said, leaning his head back. Cassie sighed, then looked back up.
“Do you want me?
“No,”
“Would you cry if I left?” Cassie said, putting her hand on the door handle.
“Nope,”
“Would you live for me?” Cassie said, turning towards him.
“No,”
“Then choose... me or your life,”
“My life,” Michael said closing his eyes. Cassie looked down at her hands, tears filling up. She had been holding in her emotions forever... and now it came to this. Cassie opened the door. Michael quickly reached over and shut the door.
“The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind. The reason why I don't like you is because I love you. The reason I don't want you is because I need you. The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left. The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you. The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you. The reason I chose my life is because you are my life,” Michael said with a smile, “If that didn’t make it clear for you... then I don’t know what will,”
“Michael...” Cassie said with a smile, a tear running down her cheek. Michael wiped it off gently with his hand. He leaned in and closed his eyes.
“Michael,” Cassie said, placing a hand over his mouth, “I-I can’t do it... I mean, I can do it, but... I don’t know if I’m ready for it,”
“Your right. Sorry,” Michael said with a small sigh. Cassie looked at him and smiled.
“Hey, they’ll be other times,” Cassie said with a smile. Suddenly, there was a flash of light. Michael and Cassie looked behind them to see a car, speeding towards there direction.
“Michael, that guy’s not slowing down,” Cassie said alertly as the car gained distance towards them. Michael turned the keys in the ignition, but nothing happen.
“The car’s not starting ” Michael said, not giving up in trying to start the car.
“Michael Hurry ” Cassie whined. In a matter of seconds, the car met with Michael’s, the little car colliding to the cement wall beside them. After being jerked around, Michael lifted his head up, unbuckling his seat belt and looking up at Cassie.
“Hey, Cassie,” Michael said, “You ok?” but Cassie wouldn’t respond. Michael turned to her, shaking her shoulders.
“Cassie?” Michael said, his voice cracking. He pried her loose from the seat belt, dragging her small body out from under the crushed door and dashboard. He fell out of the car in pain, making sure Cassie’s body fell on top of his. He scooted away from the car, shifting Cassie’s body so that her face faced up from his.
“Cassie? ” Michael said, tears welling up in his eyes as he touched her cold face, “CASSIE? ”
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Crash
Chapter 1
Life was never easy for Cassie Williams. Every time something good came along, karma would bring her world to a stop. She tried her best in school, getting good grades and getting high marks in her classes, but nothing seemed to please her. It was her attitude that worried me the most. Knowing her for most of his life, Michael could see the major changes as they went from elementary school, to junior high, then to high school, especially after her mother died in a plane crash not to long ago. Cassie had grown bitter, not the sweet girl he knew back in first grade. Michael stuck too her though, even though at some points she wanted to push him away like an unwanted rag doll.
It was in the beginning of September. Junior year had started for them at Perry High School and things were looking positive, although Cassie made a big deal of work first, and no play ever. Throughout the summer, she had been doing school work from her Honor’s classes, along with piano lessons and other things her father made her do. Her whole summer ruined by work, and Michael for one was not going to let her pass by another year devoted to school and only school. And that’s when the arguments started.
“Michael James Howard, I am not going to a concert ” Cassie protested, not even hiding the fact that she wanted to go.
“So you’re telling me that you’d give up Nickleback tickets for a Chemistry book?” Michael said with a smirk. Cassie stuck her nose in the air, an expression she always did when Michael was right ever since we were kids. She looked at him out of the corner of her eye, glaring.
“Father won’t like the idea,” Cassie said, readjusting the mound of books formed in her arms.
“What is one little concert going to do to your grades?” Michael said, almost to the point of raising his voice. Cassie’s father was the whole brain behind this book worm of a daughter, not that Cassie was much of one.
“It’s not that... He’s going to be upset about me driving in the car for two hours with a boy,” Cassie said with a slight nod.
“Your father has known me ever since we were six What’s he going to think I’m going to do to you? Rape you?” Michael said with a raise of my eyebrow.
“Well, yeah,” Cassie said plainly, “He’s known you’ve changed a lot, Mike, and he doesn’t sit well with that,”
“I’m not the only one whose changed... tell him that as well...” Michael said with a grunt, “I’ll pick you up at six,” And he stormed away, opening up the door to his algebra classroom and sulking to his chair. Cassie shook her head, walking down a few doors down to her AP Europe class, where she sat in her normal seat in the front
Michael leaned against the hood of his car as he waited for Cassie to finish persuading her dad to let her go. He made sure to look at the clock, seeing if he should barge into the argument so we wouldn’t be late.
“Howard Get over here ” Mr. Williams’ voice boomed out of the front porch. Michael quickly went to him, praying to God that he, being Mr. Williams, wouldn’t give him a lecture or make him do push ups. Though, when he stepped onto the stair, Mr. Williams stood there, not looking at all angry.
“Now boy, I’m warning you,” Mr. Williams said as he tapped his foot, “If I get a call saying that you two are in jail doing God knows what, with God knows who, at God know where, I’m not lugging my sorry ass to bail you guys out. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes sir,” Michael said firmly, giving a strong nod. Mr. Williams was a strict man, but you had to give him some credit; surviving the war was hard enough, but losing your wife to something you controlled in the air force must be a load of emotions on his shoulders. At the moment, however, Michael just wanted to get Cassie and himself out of there as fast as they could.
“You ready?” Cassie said, walking out from behind her father. Michael nodded, already twirling his keys around his fingers.
“I’ll have her home before midnight, sir,” Michael said as he stepped off the steps to the porch.
“I’m warning you boy No fooling around ” Mr. Williams’ said before slamming the door in front of him. Michael turned to Cassie and smiled.
“Glad he’s off your back?” He said with a laugh. Cassie, glared, then smiled.
“You have no idea,” Cassie said as she walked to his car. She opened the door, peering around the car.
“This thing is huge ” Cassie said as she sat in the passengers seat.
“It was my dad’s old car,” Michael said, sitting down and starting the car, “And of course, I had to get stuck with it,”
“Well, at least you have a car,” Cassie said as she buckled her seat belt.
“That’s true,” Michael said, then handed her a box of Mike Ike’s, “Want some?”
“Nah, I don’t like them,” Cassie said crossing her legs.
“More for me then,” Michael said as he opened the box, “You know you’re going to get veins sitting like that,”
“I know,” Cassie said crossing her arms as she readjusted her leg so that it was higher up, “Oh well,” Michael laughed, putting the car in drive and pulled out of the driveway, speeding on down the long country road.
Cassie looked out the window of the car as they drove away from the city, seeing the darkness swallowing the road. Michael looked over at her, then pulled to the side of the rode, despite that they were on the freeway. He put the car in park and looked at Cassie.
“Something the matter?” Michael said as he turned off the radio of the car. Cassie turned to face him, biting her lip.
“Do I ever cross your mind?” Cassie said her head tilting to the side.
“No,” Michael said, turning off the car.
“Do you like me?”
“Not really,” Michael said, leaning his head back. Cassie sighed, then looked back up.
“Do you want me?
“No,”
“Would you cry if I left?” Cassie said, putting her hand on the door handle.
“Nope,”
“Would you live for me?” Cassie said, turning towards him.
“No,”
“Then choose... me or your life,”
“My life,” Michael said closing his eyes. Cassie looked down at her hands, tears filling up. She had been holding in her emotions forever... and now it came to this. Cassie opened the door. Michael quickly reached over and shut the door.
“The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind. The reason why I don't like you is because I love you. The reason I don't want you is because I need you. The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left. The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you. The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you. The reason I chose my life is because you are my life,” Michael said with a smile, “If that didn’t make it clear for you... then I don’t know what will,”
“Michael...” Cassie said with a smile, a tear running down her cheek. Michael wiped it off gently with his hand. He leaned in and closed his eyes.
“Michael,” Cassie said, placing a hand over his mouth, “I-I can’t do it... I mean, I can do it, but... I don’t know if I’m ready for it,”
“Your right. Sorry,” Michael said with a small sigh. Cassie looked at him and smiled.
“Hey, they’ll be other times,” Cassie said with a smile. Suddenly, there was a flash of light. Michael and Cassie looked behind them to see a car, speeding towards there direction.
“Michael, that guy’s not slowing down,” Cassie said alertly as the car gained distance towards them. Michael turned the keys in the ignition, but nothing happen.
“The car’s not starting ” Michael said, not giving up in trying to start the car.
“Michael Hurry ” Cassie whined. In a matter of seconds, the car met with Michael’s, the little car colliding to the cement wall beside them. After being jerked around, Michael lifted his head up, unbuckling his seat belt and looking up at Cassie.
“Hey, Cassie,” Michael said, “You ok?” but Cassie wouldn’t respond. Michael turned to her, shaking her shoulders.
“Cassie?” Michael said, his voice cracking. He pried her loose from the seat belt, dragging her small body out from under the crushed door and dashboard. He fell out of the car in pain, making sure Cassie’s body fell on top of his. He scooted away from the car, shifting Cassie’s body so that her face faced up from his.
“Cassie? ” Michael said, tears welling up in his eyes as he touched her cold face, “CASSIE? ”