Author: DropDeadKait PM
*first based on a song, cut me some slack.* Janie's dad is dying in the hospital, and her mother decided some away time would be good for her. She goes to live with her Aunt Mel. Meeting a boy, Cody, not knowing her life is in immediate danger, she falls.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Adventure/Tragedy - Cody B. - Words: 950 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 3 - Published: 08-07-11 - id: 7264379
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This is my first based on a song. Wish me luck! I do love sandlot, but I can't keep a story going about the apparently. So, here's my attempt at Agent Cody Banks. Ha, I think he's so cute! Is that bad? Ha? Well, the song is so small by Carrie Underwood. Janie is played by Megan Fox. Her best friend, Michelle is played by Kristen Bell. Enjoy! (:
What cha got if you aint got love…. the kind that you just wanna give away? It's okay to open up, go ahead and let the light shine through. I know it's hard on a rainy day; you wanna shut the world out and just be left alone, but don't run out on your faith.
Mary Jane, or Janie, was scared. She hated to admit that, but she was terrified. She had never ever admitted she was scared, ever, to anyone, including herself. Her father was in the hospital, sick, and there was nothing she could do. Her mom was worried because she refused to go see him. And one day, the last day, she was done for.
"Mary Jane," her mother called her. She was locked in her bedroom at the time.
"Yeah?" she called, opening the door.
"I don't know how to tell you this," but Janie saw the terror, and sadness in her mother's eyes, and she knew exactly what had happened. Hot tears began to grow, but she blinked them away. She looked at her mother in concern.
"W-what?" she trembled.
"You're father's dying." And with those three simple words, her world crashed. She tried to blink more tears back, but they come flooding down. Her face wasn't red and puffy or anything. Just wet, now. Tears kept coming, as her mother wrapped her in a hug.
"Oh, honey, you don't have to put on a brave face for me," she said, rocking her back and forth.
"I wasn't being brave for anyone!" she blew up. "I'm fine! I'm leaving," she said and ran out of the house as quickly as possible. She was only 14, so she didn't go far. She went across the street to the park. Her face was red and puffy now, and her friend saw.
"Oh…my…. Are you okay?" Michelle, or Mickey, her best friend rushed.
"Mick, I'm fine."
"Uh, no you aren't! You're dad's hurt, isn't he?"
"Well, I mean, what happened?"
"MICKEY!" and Michelle got quiet. "My dad's dying." And by saying it, tears flooded more as she ran away from her best friend. She didn't realize that she'd never see her again. She stood at the edge of an empty pier. Her pier. Her father's and her pier. She sighed, desperately. Her father always loved it when she's sing to him. She smiled at the memory,
"Baby why'd you leave me, why'd you have to go? I was counting on forever, now I'll never know. I can't even breathe. It's like I'm looking from a distance, standing in the background, and everyone is saying he's not coming home now. This can't be happening to me. This is just a dream…" she trailed off, and wiped her face.
"You've always been a beautiful singer," she turned around to see her mother smiling at her.
"How did you find me?"
"This was your father and your favorite spot. Of course you'd come here," she smiled through the tears that began to fall.
"No. Mom, don't cry," she winced at the memory of her father's exact words.
"You're just like him, you know," she smiled. "You're beautiful hazel eyes, one thing. Another is you can fix a car better than most people who work at the auto store, and you're only 14!" she chuckled, "And you're oh so stubborn. You just, hide your pain. It's annoying in a way."
"Mom, why are you…"
"Oh, and your smiled. You have your father's smile." She smiled, again.
"Honey, I want you to go stay with your Aunt for a while."
"You're aunt has the best environment for you, sweetie."
"You don't want me, do you?
"Mary Jane, I always want you!"
"Honey," she laughed. "Bye, baby, I love you."
"But, mom…why?" she began to tear up.
"I love you, Janie. That's why." After those words, Jane passed out.
When Janie woke up she was in her bed, but in her Aunt Mel's house. She looked up and saw Pinky on top of her. "Ugh, pink, get off!"
"Did I hear someone wake up?" her Aunt Mel came into the bedroom.
"Hey Aunt Mel, what happened?"
"You seemed pretty over whelmed. Guess that's why you fainted. You slept all night. Lucky I had you a bedroom ready," she smiled.
"Am I registered for school?"
"Yes ma'am you are," she grinned. Janie got ready for school, and headed out of the house. She walked on the sidewalk, and saw a boy on a skateboard. He did a wipe out, and she laughed.
"Ha, ha, really funny," he grinned.
"Well, I can't help that you can't ride a board," she smiled at him.
"I guess I could just walk with you," he smiled.
"Oh, of course," she returned the grin. She hadn't thought much about the whole, dad thing.
"I'm Cody. Cody Banks," he grinned.
"Mary Jane Manson," she smiled, "Call me Janie."