Author: Mika2345 PM
A Sharmen Story. Enjoy. My first one so let me know what you think. Chapter 7 up! R&R Finally..Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 7 - Words: 7,719 - Reviews: 25 - Favs: 20 - Follows: 30 - Updated: 01-04-09 - Published: 05-03-08 - id: 4234449
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K. I only tried this out because I was bored one evening. Im working on a chapter two, but I hardly have any time due to exams, so it will take a while.. but yeah, let me know what you think. Dont know how long I'll make this, but hopefully you'll enjoy it.
Rated M just in case.
Btw, This is totally disregarding seasons 4 and 5.
Also thanks to missxflawless for beta reading this chapter. :-)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Booo. The original L Word characters are the property of Showtime and Ilene Chaiken.
The sun had just peered through the curtains and Shane let out another sigh. She was still, her tired eyes staring at the ceiling as she lay on the couch in her usual attire of a worn shirt and fashionably ripped jeans.
There was no real reason for Shane to sleep on the couch; there was a perfectly good bed in the next room, but, the only place she could sleep was the couch.
Her bed, their bed didn't feel as comfortable as it used to. The mattress was the same and it still had the satisfactory amount of feather pillows. But, the one thing that was different, and possibly the most important difference, was the fact that half of the bed was no longer occupied by that particular woman. There was no chocolate skinned beauty for her to hold through the night, just feather pillows.
Shane figured she could try replacing that spot each night with the women she picked up who came running towards her in herds at bars, clubs or even the grocery stores. But even after an hour or two of worthless fun in their bed, she felt nothing but guilt and would find her self crawling back to her couch before the slanted clock on the wall even read 2am.
The bedroom door creaked open and for a minute Shane visualized the dark haired beauty that she once knew, and for just a second she even saw that pearly smile that always made her heart thump that extra bit harder. But, a second goes by fast, too fast. Her mirage soon faded and her eyes focused onto the tall blonde who was leaning against the doorframe.
"Shane?" she had a sweet voice, but to Shane, sweet was nothing, compared to her voice.
The blonde's thin eyebrows creased as she failed to get any response.
"Okay… I've gotta go to work. So, call me sometime okay, if you want? I mean if you're not busy?" the blonde tried to act casual, but failed miserably.
"Yeah, sure Paula" Shane wasn't a naturally rude person by any means, but hell, did it make a difference? No. She wasn't out to impress anybody; she didn't want to impress anybody, not anymore.
"Its Paige." the blonde spat out as she violently pulled her jumper over her head
Shane's face remained emotionless as she sat up and shrugged,
"Mhmm… Potato, patato…Whatever."
And that was that, another measly attempt to forget her out the door with a loud SLAM.
Shane pulled out a pre-rolled cigarette, shut her eyes and began to fill the room with her dejection in the form of grey smoke. She groaned as the mould of her phone in her jeans pocket started to vibrate. She cleared her throat as she flipped up the cellular.
"What's up, Al?"
"Jeez. Is it possible to sound that depressed this early in the morning?"
Shane showed off her trademark smirk as she blew out the last of her cigarette. Alice never approved of what she did in Canada, but she understood why she did it. Shame she was only the minority.
"Whatever, yoda… Anyway, I know you have nothing better to do today, so I was wondering if you want to get out of that cramped box of yours and go hang out today"
"Hey. I happen to love my box… I don't feel like going out Al, Planet's closed today, so there's nothing to do"
"Really? I'm sure you of all people would find something to do." Alice's contagious laugh echoed through the receiver.
"Oh come on! Lighten up. Anyway, I'm sure being on TV is better than your beloved couch…"
"On TV? What are you talking about?"
"Talking about being on fucking ELLEN man!"
"You got on the Ellen D show?"
"Fuck yeah baby. And YOU are invited. I know, I know, you can thank me later."
Shane hesitated for a second, she was excited for Alice and all…but on TV? The thought scared her shitless, being watched by millions of people you don't know, and worse being watched by people you DO know. And the questions. Well, she didn't do questions.
"I don't know Al…"
"Seriously? It's fucking Ellen Degeneres and you don't know?"
"No, I mean, I'm happy for you Al really, but I don't know, I'll probably just end up cramping your style or something."
"You kidding me? I can't go on an interview about the Chart and not have you there. Do you know how many times you've crashed the server? And anyway, I want to take you, it'll do you good. I'm worried about you."
"Yeah I know you are… Alright fine. But you'll owe me…"
"Hell yeah! Yoda's back in town! Great! Okay, I'll be there at 10!"
Shane did a double-take at the clock. 9:45
The dial tone cut her off.
Shane slammed her phone together and scratched her head. How the fuck was she going to find something that didn't smell 'dead' and clean herself up for TV in fifteen minutes. She walked into the bedroom and stood in front of the mirror analysing herself, noting every detail that had changed in the past year, and everything that hadn't.
Her dark brown hair definitely needed a trim. Her eyes were still the same hypnotising hazel colour that varied from green to brown in different lights. The only real difference was that they were never smiling anymore.
She looked at the alarm clock on her bedside.
Shane opted for the casual look, in other words, the usual look. Her black boot-cut jeans looked worn, but fitted nicely. She decided on a white long-sleeve shirt then slipped on a green shirt over the top. She had just finished tying up the laces of her converse when the front door opened.
Alice opened the bedroom door and laughing quietly to herself.
"What?" A sudden wave of paranoia hit her, but she realised what was so amusing when she looked at what Alice was wearing.
Alice stood there in her red pumps, a classy white floral dress and very retro red earrings.
"I'm underdressed… you want me to change?" Shane didn't know what else she could wear to look a bit more formal. A jacket? A white button shirt? Maybe a tie.
Alice smiled and interrupted her track of thoughts,
"Oh no, don't worry. You look cool, it's just, I don't know, you're looking very 'Shane' today."
"Never mind! Lets just go, Ellen DE-FUCKING-GENERES is waiting!"
Alice grabbed Shane's hand, and within 10 seconds she was already revving the engine of her shiny blue mini.
AN: K. I'm getting more hits than I am reviews.. lol. Pleease review? Let me know what you think. :))