OK, I know I've got another fanfiction going on, but I thought of this, and I decided, OK, I'll do an OC like this. I've never written an OC-who-knows-exactly-what's-going-on fic before, so I thought I'd give it a go (Also, my other story is basically written, and just needs editing before it goes on here).
Basic summary: Mariah Stewart just broke up with her boyfriend, and now she's fallen into the world of her little sister's favourite movies, and she's at a boarding school. Will she get tangled up in this world?
Please review and enjoy!
I closed the door, feeling depressed. Justin had broken up with me, and I didn't even understand why. He was the most popular boy in school, and yet he'd been a total a**. Okay, so the lesson in this was clear as glass: Date a loser boy – they don't let you down. Right. Sorry, but I don't like loser guys. I like cool boys. It's just my thing.
I was not in the mood to do anything this Friday, so it was a good thing the school was light on homework, even in Year 11. Now if I could just get to my room without being caught-
"Mariah!" Damn it. "You didn't forget about your sister's birthday movie marathon and sleepover tonight, did you?"
I forced a smile, lying "No, Mom. I didn't forget. I guess I better go put on the costume...if I really have to join her and her friends..." I said hopefully. My little sister Kat gets on my nerves. She's 9, but she is really cute. It's her tenth birthday tomorrow, and so she invited five of her friends over to a movie marathon. She says I have to come too, and everyone is dressing up as a character. I chose the easiest thing I could think of.
Mom just shook her head at me. "Mariah, Kat wants you to be there."
"Okay, okay." I sighed, and went to my room to find where I put my costume. Orange jeans, a red T-shirt, a black hat with a yellow feather attached, my favourite belt, and boots that nearly covered my knees.
My mom and little sister are not my real ones. I'm fostered, and have been since last year. I've never really fitted in, though. I sometimes wish I was just somewhere else. Anywhere else.
OK, the movie marathon happened to be the Shrek saga (my sister is young). I just thought that the easiest character to dress up as was Puss In Boots.
"But he's a guy!" Kat had argued.
"Do you want me to copy you?" I'd said. "I know you're going to dress up as Fiona."
Kat had sighed and said "Okay, but you have to say something as the character to get in, just like everyone else."
I walked into the living room.
"Password, please!" Kat called out in her best robotic voice.
I sighed and put on a Spanish accent as I said the shortest line I could think of: "I hate Mondays."
It was only half an hour until the other five kids would be arriving. Kat had already painted her face green, plaited her hair, and put on a green dress.
The other five came as other characters, mostly. There was one Fiona, but there was also two people dressed as Puss, one as the Fairy Godmother, and another had even dressed as Gingy, the gingerbread man!
They all had to give their lines. So we had 'not the gumdrop buttons', 'man, that was annoying', 'happiness is just a teardrop away', 'fear me if you dare'...
And the last girl (a kid called May) said "You do not have to push me away any more." We all stared at her. "It's in the Puss In Boots movie!" she said. "We aren't watching that? I would've come as Kitty Softpaws, but I didn't have enough black clothes."
None of us objected, and Kat simply slid the DVD of the first movie into the player. Kat hadn't been born when it first came out, but she saw it anyway.
I learnt one thing from the movie: little kids can't sing. They all sang along with the "Welcome to Duloc" song and "Hallelujah" during that sequence. None of them could sing in tune.
The second movie was a little more interesting. We had pizza and popcorn while watching, and while the girls still sang along with the opening song and the closing song, I hummed the Fairy Godmother's song to myself, along with the girl dressed up as her – Kylie, I remembered.
All the girls squealed when Puss In Boots made his first appearance, and I rolled my eyes. He seemed to be a cat pin-up for all little girls, and I didn't really get it. He seemed like a ladies' cat, but still.
Then we got onto the duds. The fourth movie wasn't too bad, but no one liked the third movie as much as any of the others.
And when it got to the credits of that one, I remembered the actor playing Arthur (or as he was called, Artie) was called Justin Timberlake. Why Justin? I didn't cry, but it still hurt.
It was past eleven by the time the last movie ended, but the girls still insisted on doing one more thing, and that was to quiz each other. Would you believe Kat's friend Delia had brought along a quiz book?
I just wanted to run back to my room and pull the covers over my head, but I stuck it out, and went to sleep when the girls did.
I woke up at three o'clock, but I didn't know what had woken me up. I looked around, and then realized that this could well be a nightmare.
"If someone's planning to kill me, they might as well come out now." I announced to the empty room. I pinched myself, realizing I really was awake. Then my gaze fixed on the TV. It seemed to still be on.
"Okay, who left the TV on?" Again, I addressed the room. Kat and one of her silly friends sighed a bit, but they continued to sleep. And then, I tried to turn off the TV, but the minute I touched the screen, I felt a crackle of electricity.
For a moment, I thought I was going to die, and closed my eyes in terror. Then, I tumbled into another bed.
A bottom bunk in a dormitory of six bunks, holding eleven other girls that were fifteen or sixteen like me.
I looked around, then I realized there were twelve dresses. Blue dresses, with long-sleeved tops. Like the ones the girls from the high school wore in...Shrek The Third.
Okay, so I decided it was a dream after all. Wasn't it?
I hope you like Mariah. She's basically supposed to be your average stroppy teenager who just broke up with her super-popular boyfriend. Please review, and tell me what you think!