≪♫♪ Peppermint ❖ Our Song ♫♪≫

Briadah Lun Mar 31, 2014 8:45 am

I escribió:This is my 4th story, and it's actually inspired by a manga I read a couple of years ago. And not only that, Peppermint is a story my friend, Odette RJ, and I came up with during a sleepover. So I hope you enjoy it and all your comments are much appreciated. Like my other stories, I have written a shortened version of the story at the end this post. Please read it and you can keep up with the story and the other readers easily.
Peace Out.

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Genre:
Gender Bender, Romance, +10, Comedy.

Plot:
Jade is a teen who gets lost at the airport. In a foreign country, she has her limited amount of clothes and money in the bag she took as hand luggage. The people treat her like an alien specimen because she's got that English accent. Eventually she ends up in a lonely neighborhood and with the remaining money she has, she makes friends with the guard of a building and he lets her into an apartment which has an owner but rarely lives there. After a day or two of searching, she gives up on finding any jobs for people of age 16. But lady luck has a way of finding Jade when she's not expecting it. She is confronted with the owner of the apartment- a male teen pop sensation, Zander. And Jade has been known to be quite a singer and guitarist. Maybe this is the break that Jade needed after all. Too bad he thinks she's a guy... like everyone else in the world..

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Catch Up:
Jade is stranded in America. She recounts how much trouble she took to save money to get into that one hotel that she wanted to spend her whole life in. Sadly she had not only lost her dream destination but also her bags. With the little money she has, she ends up in a scary neighborhood. She gets molested by a couple of gangsters and is saved by a mysterious teenage boy. She walks to a decent building in the same neighborhood and tells her tale of woe to the guard there. they become good friends and he lets her in to an apartment which already has an owner. the guard explains that the owner rarely visits and stays in the apartment. And so ended Jade's creepy first night in America. The next two days she tries for a decent job. But she quits both. With whatever money she has, she buys her dinner at McDee and reaches home tired. She is discovered by the guy who saved her from the molesters after she finishes taking a shower. He's the owner. He drags her down to the George the guard and she falls on to the ground, face first.
Mr. Brown tells Zander that he could provide a place to stay for Jade in the apartment since he doesn't come all that often anyway. And he explains Jade's pitiful situation. He reluctantly agrees and goes to his apartment. But Jade inquires why Mr. Brown referred to her as a GUY through out the whole time. He explains that then he would get a reason to fight back. A girl can't live in a guy's apartment. But another guy can. Therefore she agrees to act like a guy. That night Jade sleeps on the carpet. Zander occupies the bed. Next morning literally kick starts her day. He kicks on her shin and she is informed that she needs to pay the rent as well. But then offers an alternative. If she works for him, not only will rent be free but he would also pay her enough money for her needs. But she agrees and looks forward to clean his guitars. In the evening, Zander notices Jade eye-ing his guitar's. He tosses her an ukelele and tells her to play and she does with some difficulty. Next he tells her to play on a vintage USA 1960 Fender Stratocaster. She does and he realizes that she has talent. Next day he takes her for an interview. She passes. She is an official member of Zander's pop group- Alec-Zander. The most successful and most sought out pop group of the year.
She meets the three new characters. The two other members of the group- Luca (keyboard) and Sean (Drums). The manager is a middle-aged woman who finds out that Jade is a girl. She tells her she has a month and then she has to leave. Jade makes a deal with the devil. But the night was going get even weirder. She was going to have to share a bed with Zander. Again. She finds out more about Zander that night and the next morning Luca and Sean find Zander resting his head on Jade's chest and his hands around her waist. They slept like that through out the night!
They had an awkward breakfast that morning. No one said anything. But then suddenly Sean mentions about going to Olivia's birthday bash. Olivia was a rich heiress who sponsored Alec-Zander's first concert. Zander lightens up and Luca tells Jade why- Zander had a crush on Olivia. Zander soon goes off for a gift hunt. And at home, Jade enters the equipment room with Sean. It was the room where they kept all their instruments and their music systems. Jade realizes that she is attracted to Sean. She performs a song for him. Soon it's time for Olivia's party and they prepare for the weirdest night of their lives. It was a neon party with a lot of press. Olivia immediately feels attracted with Jade. Luca comments that Zander was going to lose his girl to the newbie of the group. Luckily Zander doesn't hear it. Soon it came time for Zander to present his huge and expensive gift to Olivia. It was a cake of rings, pearls and diamonds in the shape of a dancing woman. Jade considered it to be the most thoughtful and most beautiful gift. It was what all women wanted - diamonds and chocolate. But Olivia hates it and runs away, humiliating Zander in the process.
After two days of seeing Zander shut up in his room, Jade decides to confront Olivia and to make her ask forgiveness of Zander. But she says something that makes the situation even worse. "We're dating!" She says while holding Jade's hand. Zander slams the door and Olivia leaves without a word. Jade goes to the equipment room and sings her heart out. Sean soon asks her if it is true, to which Jade says it isn't. He tells that Zander will need more proof and so they come up with a plan.
Sean convinces Olivia that he is an ally and wanted to take revenge on Zander and Jade anyway, and she had done it for him. She soon spills that it was all a publicity stunt and she had lied about dating Jade to get back at Zander. Jade and Sean gets it all on tape and run for it. They got the proof they needed and this would probably be the end of the media gossip.
Continue from Chapter 18

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Briadah Lun Mar 31, 2014 8:46 am

1 ❖ Party In The U.S.A. - Miley Cyrus

I was really excited on reaching the airport. I couldn't WAIT until I reached the hotel I had booked for, good thing I've been saving up all that money since I was five. I sent my luggage up and then waited for the plane to arrive. I was well ahead of time, so I decided to get a wink or two. But the next thing I did after my nap was run. My name was being called in the speaker system. THE PLANE HAD ARRIVED!!! I frantically grabbed my hand luggage and ran towards gate 12. Or was it 11?
"Go to gate 11" my conscience told me. "It's closer too"
That's all the reason I needed. I ran towards the person who was collecting the tickets and everything just fell down. She looked at me in anger for a second but she calmed down when she saw I was on the verge of crying. Plus I'm pretty sure she felt pity for me because I was just a 16 year old kid with bed hair.
So bonus!
"Go on dear. I'll take care of this." she said reassuringly.
I thanked her with my life and got myself into a seat and breathed a sigh of relief. That was close!
I noticed most of the people in flight were Americans. After like 3 hours or so I looked out the window and found no trace of England. My mother land was replaced by a city of lights.
"You have now reached your destination...blah blah blah...Welcome to New York City. Thanks for traveling in Jet ..."
I'm in New York? There must be a mistake... What!? Let the freaking out begin. Brain cells dying. Tears forming. Running. Calling my dad. Line busy. As usual. Must be his 'important meeting' again. What could be more important than this?
I didn't get my bags since it went in the other plane. I didn't bother to ask help. I just rushed out the door to get some fresh air. All I got was smoke. A cab's bumper sticker read- 'Welcome to the Big Apple.'
So basically I'm lost. In New York City. I've got little bit of money, a pair of clothes, my cell and peppermint gum. I'm thankful I've got everything I need in my bag. Too bad it won't be enough for a whole lifetime. In New York. I can't live in my bag either. What do I do now?

Briadah Lun Mar 31, 2014 8:47 am

2 ❖ Cody Simpson- La Da Dee

I don't even know how I reached this shady neighbourhood but I did , and I'm scared... Suddenly I see some shadows jump out of the dark. There was no one who would hear my screams. The gangsters that I've heard of in the books that I've read became real. My life ends now. These low lifes started pointing out their knifes at me and said in their muffled voices to give them all my money.
The irony of the fact was without my money, I won't survive another day... so giving them my money is out of the question and if I don't give them my money, they will kill me without another second. I wanted to die then and there.
But out of nowhere, the gangsters were all falling and groaning. What happ.ened? Did they all catch diarrhea?
No... a man, no rather a fellow teenager came to my rescue. He was panting. So he must have been the one who beat them all to pulp. I slowly slumped and fell to the ground, going through all the events that unfold-uh, unfolded? No unfeld...no that's not right either. You get what I mean, right? No? Okay...
"Thank you..."I said, not louder than a whisper. He walked away not looking back at the mess he left behind. And so my guardian angel left.
My energy drained and my breathing jagged, I pulled myself together and fled the place the second I heard a cat caterwauling. There's nothing more scarier than a cat's luminescent eye in the dreary dark of nothingness. Godspeed, did I just say that?
I reached a decent building in the otherwise scary neighborhood. But there was a guard.
" Excuse me sir..." I started in my cockney accent.
"Please go away with your merchandise. I don't want nothing." he said without even looking at me.
Merchandise? He thinks I'm a sales person?
"No sir, I'm stuck in this neighborhood and just right now I was about to be molested by a gang." I said through my tears. He finally looked at me.
"How old are you? And obviously you are not from America. What are you doing here anyway?" the African-American guard's tone softened.
And so I told him my story of woe. "So to conclude, I'm female of 16 and lost in the biggest city in America with no where to stay." I wiped my tears and tried to look strong.
"Female huh? ... Well, obviously I'm not allowed to do this but you can stay here until you can get back on your feet." and so he led me to a fully furnished apartment with all the guitars needed for a rock band.
"Thank you kind sir." I hugged the police man.
"No thanks nec.essary. Just ... know that it has a very irritable owner. He doesn't come all that frequently so you can use it until he comes back. And remember, if all else fails, I'll help you."
That was a night to remember. Was about to get abducted. I found a new friend. And found joy in being surrounded by guitars. So much better than boarding school.
And so the next two days I worked my bu.m off on finding a decent job.

Briadah Lun Mar 31, 2014 8:47 am

3 ❖ Beyonce - XO

I slam the door of the room and fell on my ummm... someone's bed. I recapped whatever happ.ened. Yet another job down the drain. I had to quit the first one because washing dishes from 5 am to 10 pm wasn't my thing. The second one turned out to be quite surprising. I loved working at the pizzeria, only problem was it had a disgusting and vulgar owner. So I got paid for my services and I quit. I went straight to McDonald's and cashed in on my Dinner. It's been my breakfast, lunch and dinner for the past two days now. Not that I'm complaining. In boarding school, the only thing you get is slime, goop and muck. And probably some water.
I stare at the ceiling. I breath hard. Then I sit straight up and look longingly at the guitars by the bed. I can't. I shouldn't. It's not mine. But I could try it. For just a second. Play one of my tunes... NO!!
I run straight to the bathroom and I take a nice warm bath. Let me wash away my disappointment with a bath. Oooh! Shampoo...there's something you don't find in boarding school! Scrub ... Scrub ... Scrub ...
"I'm done!" I said happily! I dry myself and put on my clothes in the bathroom itself. But I hear the apartment door click. Someone's inside the room.
I open the bathroom door and I just peep out.
Gasp! Gasp! "What the hell you doing here?" he says.
I scream, run out of the bathroom and I try to run out of the apartment altogether. But I didn't reach the door knob. Because he was fast. He grabbed me by my tee and pushes me onto the sofa. "Hey! That hurt." I said softly and started rubbing my shoulder.
"What are you doing here?" the guy who saved me from the molesters asks me.
I'm scared. Will he do to me what he did to them?
"I'm homeless. I got stuck in the wrong plane and I ended up here.-" I told my story to him. I bared my very soul to him. But what does he do to me? He throws me in front of the guard. We go all the way down the stairs with him holding my tee shirt's neck rim.
"George!" I sob and run to the guard with my arms open. Too bad my eyes were too filled and blurry that I didn't see him. I missed my aim and hit the ground. Face first, bu.m up. That's gonna hurt. That would've been a pretty funny scene. Too bad it was the wrong situation.

Briadah Lun Mar 31, 2014 8:48 am

4 ❖ Bastille - Of The Night

"What is HE doing in my apartment Mr.Brown?" he pointed at me and said in a rage. He thought I was a guy? Well that wouldn't be the first time. I was going to correct him,"Actually I'm a-"
"This is Jaden, or Jade for short. HE'S all alone in this huge city and HE needs a roof over his head. And since you don't come here that often Zander, I let him in." George told the younger Zander, that I was a boy. Why? I thought I told him that I was female.
"But Mr.Brown-" he fought helplessly.
"Don't you Mr. Brown me! He's staying and that's final!"George was firm in his stand and it seemed like Zander had no choice. He left to his own apartment leaving me alone with George.
"Why did you tell him I was a guy, George?" I asked him in a whisper.
"Because if Zander got to know, he'd get a legitimate reason to kick you out. I mean, a girl in a guy's apartment. Plus if the reporters got to know, that would be the end of him." he said the last sentence to himself. He had a really scary gloomy expression. His dark complexion and the still night didn't help either. I felt suffocated by the mist of suspicion.
"What reporters?" I asked in the same whisper. Who is Zander anyway? And why was he living in this neighborhood.
He suddenly smiled, which scared me more than anything. "Nothing, try not to get discovered. And have a good night's sleep. And how was the job hunt?" We chatted for a bit and I finally climbed up the stairs.
"Hello Zander, I'm Jade.... no no no no no... that's too formal. Yo buddy, wazaaaaaaap!.... no what the heck was that?..... Nice to meet you Zander, I'm Jade. I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble.... Yeah that's not bad! Try it again...Nice to meet-" I reached the door after practising it up and down the stairs.
I touched the door knob, but it turned on it's own and there stood the really handsome teen- Zander. I was shocked!
"Uhh! Nice to meet you trouble, I'm sorry if I'm Jade."

Silence. He looked away and op.ened the door. I went in. His shoulder's seemed to be shaking, like he was laughing. Though there was no sound of it.
He suddenly turned back with a straight face and said to the stiff little me,"I'm sleeping on the bed." And he retired to the bedroom.

Briadah Lun Mar 31, 2014 8:48 am

5 ❖ Bastille - Things We Lost In The Fire

"OWWWW!!!" I jumped up and grabbed my foot. "Wake up freeloader." Zander said from the kitchen. He kicked me on my shin!! "You stupid j.erk! How dare you-" I stopped. He came towards me with a plate of pancakes. "Break fast in Bed...or carpet." I slept on the carpet. I can never be comfortable sleeping on the sofa. It always messes up my back and my legs always juts out. So carpet it is.
"I'm sorry I made you sleep here. We'll try to work out a deal about the bed." So he was human after all. I tried to stand. But I just fell back on my b.um. His kick was pretty powerful afterall. He grabbed my arm and made me sit on the sofa."And I guess that was my fault too." I glared at him.
"Tell you what, I know you have to pay half the rent which is going to be hard considering the current situation-" he said looking at the walls. "What!?" I screamed. "You thought lodging was free. You thought you were my pet? Ha! But there is a solution." he said. I shut up.
"What I was trying to say before you rudely inturrupted me was that if you work for me, not only will rent be free but I will also pay you enough money for your needs." he looked at me with a grin plasted on his face. "What do you want me to do?" I asked calmly.
"As you know, I rarely come here so I want you to take care of this apartment-"
"Aww man"
"and also clean my guitars."
My eyes glistened. A job that I am going to enjoy.
"I will give you enough money for groceries and other things. All you have to do is ask. Is that a deal?" He held out his hand. We shook on it.
But he mumbled,"Hmm, soft."

Briadah Lun Mar 31, 2014 8:49 am

We both sat in the hall in the evening, drinking our cups of coffee.
"So do you play?" he asked. He looks so good.
"Yes I do."
"Then play." He threw me an ukelele.
"No."
"No? Do you want me to pay you?"
"Yes."
"After all I've done for you. Tsk Tsk."
"Yes, for making me sleep on the carpet and kicking me on the shin."
"Okay okay."
He passed me some 5 dollars. I wasn't really sure of the exchange rate because I was accustomed to England's currency - pounds, pence and cents.
I played La Da Dee by Cody Simpson, the one song that I knew which was played on an ukelele. It was hard.
"You're not used to playing the ukelele are you? So what type of guitar do you play?"
He noticed.
"An electric one."
"More specific please."
"A 1978 Fender Mustang Vintage Electric Guitar passed on from my mother's family."
"Good to know. Try this one." He passed me a vintage USA 1960 Fender Stratocaster. I caressed it's beautiful body.
"Can I really play on this baby?"
"Sure. That's why I gave it to you."
I played and SANG one of my most favorite songs right now. John Newman's Love Me Again. I was sweating by the end of it. I never notice anyone whenever I performed. But by the end of the song I realized that he was shocked and was smiling. A deadly combination for such a handsome guy.
"I see you're a passionate performer."
I just panted. I had no more words or strength.
"So I got the details from Mr. Brown about how you ended up here."
"Oh yeah? And what do you think?"
"I think you have to be the most dumbest person on Earth."
"Really." I was so disappointed. I really wanted to be friends with him.
"But I think it was luck that you ended up meeting me.", he smiled that heart melting smile of his. "You've got talent that's limitless bro! So I'm going to take you some place tomorrow."
I smiled and I hugged him,"Thank you Zander, thank you for every thing." I went to the kitchen to keep our mugs back, and I turned one last time to look at him.
He was looking at me too. I feel warm. And I'm sure he feels it too.

Lara12234 Lun Mar 31, 2014 3:09 pm

I can't wait to read the next chapter Bria!!!

Briadah Mar Abr 01, 2014 2:07 pm

Thank you soo much Lara Very Happy

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