I'm Only Me When I'm With You: Premiere- Episode 1

I'm Only Me When I'm With You: Premiere- Episode 1

*Okay, so I’m not that great of a writer (please keep reading). I was thinking about taking a writers workshop or something, but then as I was reading one of my favorite FanFics, I said to myself “I’ve got it, if I write about something that interests me, then maybe my writing skills will improve. So please keep reading and tell me honestly how good or bad you think these stories are. Thank you!

Characters:

Reagan- 16, 5’7”, medium length dirty-blonde hair, green eyes

Quinn- 17, 5’4”, long dark-brown almost black hair, hazel eyes

Blake- 20, 5’5”, medium length reddish-brown hair, brownish-green eyes

(If you’re wondering why I chose ‘odd’ names that’s because I like uncommon names)

Reagan has been the outcast in her school ever since she moved to L.A. four years ago. She goes to R.K. Smith High School and she is so shy that she hasn’t made any friends. Quinn was just expelled from her last school and has enrolled at Smith High.

*Reagan, Quinn= COMPLETE OPPOSITES

Principal- (just finished showing Quinn around the school)*stops* So here is your locker and schedule. And once again I hope you enjoy your time at Smith High (leaves Quinn standing at her locker)

Quinn- (thinking: Why do they always say that?) *mocking voice* I hope you enjoy your time at Smith High. Like that’s gonna’ happen. *looks at schedule* Yum, lunch! Hope the food here is good. *runs to lunch room, gets in line, gets food, then looks up* Oh shit! I can’t believe the ‘rents sent me to the prep house! *scans the room and all she can see are preps giggling and she can’t help but get a little sick* (A/N: No offence to preps it just helps the story)*runs outside with food, sees a girl humming and eating by herself* (thinking: Well she’s better then a prep)

Quinn- *sits down across from the girl* Hey, can I sit down?

Girl- *quietly* You’re already sitting down.

Quinn- Oh yeah, forgot haha… so… I’m Quinn.

Girl- *quietly* Reagan

Quinn- Cool name… So what’s up with the prep fest in the cafeteria?

Reagan- Oh…that’s just…kind of how it is here.

Quinn- Great, I was only in there for a few minutes and I thought my blood was about to run pink. How am I EVER gonna’ live with this?

Reagan- *chuckles a little, she envies Quinn and her ability to be so comfortable around complete strangers* Don’t know. *warming up a little*

Quinn- Finally, a smile.

Reagan- Huh?

Quinn- Well when I first walked out here you were all quiet and now you’re smiling.

Reagan- Oh, well its just that I’m kinda’, shy *looks down*

Quinn- KIND OF? You are MAJORLY shy!

Reagan- *chuckles* Well, I guess you’re right?

Quinn- Oh I definitely am. Now come on. I can’t make it through this prepsicle alone. *drags Reagan into the school*

Reagan- Ahhh!

Quinn- Finally, I knew you would come out of your shell. There’s nothing like a good scream.

*Reagan shows Quinn to her next class, they decide to meet up after school*

~After school ends~

*Behind the school*

Quinn- I’ve only been at this school 3 hours and I’m already fearing for my sanity!

Reagan- The preps?

Quinn- Yep. (regains composure) So, got much homework?

Reagan- Nah, not too much. I finished most of it in study hall. What about you?

Quinn- Tons, but I was gonna’ ditch it anyway.

Reagan- Are you sure you wanna’ do that?

Quinn- Never been more sure about anything in my life!

Reagan- Okay, its YOUR future.

Quinn- *busts out laughing*

Reagan- What’s so funny?

Quinn- Oh, nothing; its just the way you said *trying to sound like Reagan* ‘Its YOUR future’

Reagan- *looks at her like ‘whatever’*

Quinn- So *changing subject* You like Starbucks?

Reagan- Yeah. Why?

Quinn- Let’s go!

Reagan-Okay!

*Start walking towards Starbucks*

*On the way there they chat to each other about themselves*

~Walking into Starbucks~

Quinn- Wait! So your uncles own a bar?

Reagan- Yeah, its called York’s

Quinn- So, basically you get all the free booze you want? That’s awesome!

Reagan- Not exactly. If you haven’t noticed I’m not 21. And even if I was, I wouldn’t want any alcohol, I think its disgusting.*makes a disgusted face*

Quinn- You’re crazy

Reagan- No, I’m just…smart.

Quinn- Suit yourself…crazy.

Reagan- Shut up and order already.

*they both order Green Tea Fraps. (A/N: I LOVE those, they are awesome!)*

*they sit down while waiting for the Fraps.*

*One of the Starbucks workers is bored so she leans against the counter and eavesdrops on Quinn and Reagan’s conversation*

Quinn- So, what music do you like?

Reagan- Well, I like all types; music is my LIFE!

Quinn- Yeah, but what’s your favorite?

Reagan- Well I like Good Charlotte, Avril Lavigne, and The Veronicas a lot; but I LOVE the Jonas Brothers, they’re amaz- *get cut off*

Quinn- *about to choke on her own saliva* the Jonas Brothers?

Reagan- Yeah totally, why?

Quinn- Well, you just don’t seem like you’d be one of their fans. I mean, aren’t most of their fans…you know…preps?

Reagan- I don’t really know. What about you? What type of music do you like?

Quinn- Well, I’m into heavy metal stuff mainly, but I like other stuff too.

Reagan- *cringes as Quinn says ‘heavy metal’* Oh. That’s cool…I guess.

Quinn- I definitely am not a big fan of the Jonas Brothers, but I guess there not that bad.

*the 2 are silent for a moment, but the silence is broken by a Starbucks employee*

(Starbucks Employee= SE)

SE- Hey, I hope you don’t mind, I was kind of…listening in on your conversation and I thought it was interesting, so I thought I would bring your Fraps. over…and ask if I could join in.

Quinn- Yeah, its no problem. I’m Quinn.

SE- Hey, I’m Blake. *smiles*

Reagan- Reagan

Blake- So…Reagan, I overheard you say you ‘LOVE’ the Jonas Brothers.

Reagan- *blushes when Blake says ‘LOVE’* Well, I just think they’re really talented.*Blake and Quinn are staring at her like ‘SURE’* And I might have a slight crush on Nick.

Quinn- Ahem!

Reagan- Okay, Okay! I have the biggest crush on him ever!

Blake- I knew it!

Quinn- Yeah! I’m glad its Nick.

Reagan- How come?

Quinn- Well, he’s 15, so you’re the same age.

Blake- I thought you just said you weren’t a fan, how do you know their ages?

Reagan- Yeah.

Quinn- *worried, thinking* uh…um…well…you know…there on the news, like 24/7

*Just then three guys in scarves, sunglasses, and hats walk in (A/N: Its really hot out, so its suspicious) the three guys realize there are only two customers so they take off their scarves, sunglasses, and hats*

Quinn- *faints*

Blake- Oh My Gosh! Quinn are you okay?!?!

Reagan- Quinn?!?!

Low Voice- Oh My Gosh! Is she okay?

Reagan- I don’t know! *looks up* *eyes widen*

OMG!!! Is Quinn okay?! Who was that deep voice? Stay tuned to find out.

~Thanks SO much for reading, I promise the Jonas Brothers are coming VERY Soon!~