This is my first fanfic that isn't One Tree Hill based, so this is kind of nerve wracking for me. Haha. Anyway, this is an AU fic that probably has absolutely nothing to do with Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, but I took their names for the main characters, and I toss in a few references to other works of his. Moving on.. I wrote out some of this waaay back around Christmas time, but I found it the other day and felt suddenly inspired. Lol I'll shut up now, and just let you guys read the first installment.

Summary: The Montys and the Capels have been friends since forever. When the wives became pregnant at the same time, the parents had high hopes for their future—which their children quickly dashed. Juliet is the golden girl with a promising future, an intelligent, enterprising boyfriend, and a secret longing for something more. Romeo is a rebel that no one can resist… not even Juliet. He's bouncing back from heartbreak, but you'd never know it. They could never get along, but one fateful night changed it all. They were born to be friends, but life tore them apart. However, destiny has other ideas…

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Actually, this is an AU fic, so I guess nobody owns anything. Lol. But it's inspired by the characters from William Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet, so I'll give credit where credit is due. Haha

Fate Steps In


Of Peeping Toms and Missed Parties

She dropped down from her balcony into her driveway with a very ungraceful plop and was grateful that there was no one around to see it… or so she thought.

"You know Jules, you were always such a 'lady'," a voice that was clearly amused called through the darkness.

"And you were always such a peeping-tom," she answered bitingly.

"How sweet. You just prove me wrong every time now don't you?" he replied sarcastically, but didn't wait for a reply. "And don't flatter yourself. I'm on my way out, escaping the next world war, you know, and I found myself on the receiving end of that lovely display. Tell me, do you always wear dresses when you jump out windows?"

"Ha. I didn't jump out the window. I… slid off the balcony. Yeah." She heard him laugh through the darkness that covered their properties and smiled involuntarily. His laugh always did that to her, even when he was being awful to her, like he had done quite a few times during their childhood. Especially when they were nine. She shook her head, as if she were shaking out the memories.

"Where are you going Romeo?" she asked quietly. Her voice was very serious, and instantly the mood outside was heavier.

He waited a few moments before replying merely with, "Out."

"Romeo!" she half-shouted, half-sighed. "Come on…"

"What do you want Juliet?" he called over his shoulder. She knew that he wasn't in a joking mood anymore, because he hardly ever called her 'Juliet', even though it was her name. He preferred 'Jules' or even 'Julie', sometimes out of habit, sometimes just because 'Julie' drove her crazy. He got in his car and was now waiting for the answer to his question through the open window of his driver's side door.

"I'm coming with you," she said firmly, marching over to the other side, opening the door and plopping down in the seat.

"What? Juliet, no."

"No, you're going to do something stupid. You're going to hurt yourself, and that'll hurt me, and I'm not going to let you," she said, babbling, as she always did when she was nervous. The "and that'll hurt me" was supposed to stay in her head. Maybe he didn't notice…

"Hurting me will hurt you? Since when do you care about me?" he asked in an incredulous tone. Maybe not.

"Romeo, just… just forget it, I didn't mean to say that. Where are we going?"

"Well, I'm going to go out and do something destructive, according to you and the rest of the world, and you are going to go to the lovely party where your lovely boyfriend is waiting for you."

Boyfriend? Oh, yes, Perry. Crap. She'd forgotten all about him. That usually happened when she was around Romeo. Well, she'd explain why she stood him up tomorrow. Tonight, her neighbor needed her, and she intended to be there for him.

"No I'm not."

"Then where would you like me to drop you off?"

"Okay, look Neighbor Boy, I'm not kidding. I'm coming wherever you're going, and that's final."

He said nothing but smirked and turned the key in the ignition. He looked over to her in a challenging way, knowing that she was usually scared out of her mind to ride in a car where he was the driver, but she looked calm and resigned, and that scared him a little bit. He drove down a few winding streets, so many that she lost count, and just decided that she'd study him instead. After all, the streets were always there, but Romeo never was. He was always on the go, searching for something. He had a strong jaw line, passed down from many generations before him. You'd see it clearly if you met his father. He had piecing blue eyes and messy hair that always fell in his eyes. It was a blondish-brownish color, and she was shocked to find herself suddenly yearning to run her fingers through it. He really was extraordinarily good-looking, yes, even better than Perry who was widely acknowledged as very handsome. She used this excuse to explain why she always forgot about her boyfriend in Romeo's presence. Hormones. Right? The car pulled to a stop, and she eagerly accepted the excuse to end the silence and stop her critique of the boy she'd always known.

"Yay! I thought we'd never stop driving. So, where are w---- Romeo, this is the party." She said, first very cheerfully, then slowly at the end.

"Yes it is."

"What are we doing here?"

"You're going to go in there and have a good time. Perry and your friends are waiting for you. You look beautiful tonight Jules, don't waste it on me."

She opened and closed her mouth a few times, trying to find the words to say but nothing would come out right. Eventually, she settled for leaning over, putting her arms around his neck and giving him a hug. She kissed his cheek and said "Renee was an idiot. Please be careful?" She then pulled back, far too soon for her taste, and giving him a small smile even though she felt a lump rising in her throat, got out of the car and walked slowly up the path. She looked over her shoulder when she didn't hear him pull away. She had intended on skipping the party after seeing Romeo in his disgruntled state and had no intention of going now. She was going to walk home or call a cab after he had driven away, but she now saw that he wasn't going to leave until she walked inside. Once again, he'd read her mind.

She walked slowly in through the front door and finally saw his black convertible pull away. She cut through the rooms that she knew the hostess had sectioned off so as to avoid breakage by random partiers, and slipped silently out the side door and into the night. She took off her expensive shoes and held them in her hand. The rocks and asphalt of the ground caused her feet pain, but not nearly as much pain as the heels would have. Let's just say they're NOT her walking shoes. Juliet decided to walk along the river, because it led right to her backyard. And Romeo's. She just couldn't shake him from her mind, and now she couldn't get over the fact that he was out doing… something. He didn't even know what he was going to do. That scared her. He always seemed so in control. Which was silly, because he was always so impulsive? But with sand and rocks digging into the bottoms of her bare feet, she decided that this wasn't the time to go over the anomaly that was Romeo.

When she finally reached her property again, it had felt like days after she had left in Romeo's car. She went up to her bedroom and changed clothes, into her favorite boxer pants and a white tank top, but she wasn't ready for bed, though it was far past 1 A.M. She crept silently towards the water, and turned left when she reached the banks. This was the way towards her clubhouse that she'd always shared with Romeo. Their fathers had built it for them when they were still trying to get their children to be friends. They thought that because they were business partners and best friends, and their wives were best friends, shouldn't their children be too? Actually, they thought that it was an amazing coincidence that their wives were pregnant at the same time with a boy and a girl, so they convinced them that it would be cute if they named them Romeo and Juliet.

Yeah, real cute.


Alrighty, that was the first part of my first attempt at Romeo and Juliet stories lol. What did you guys think? Feedback is VERY appreciated, so please review. Anyway, thanks for reading!

Xo Sam