Chapter 2
It had dawned cold and damp: a rainy day. Dani groaned; days like these were her favorite to spend with her aunt Marisa. She remembered the previous year, when her parents had gone to a funeral and left her with Marisa. There had been a rainy day, and Marisa hadn’t gone to work. Neither had she woken Dani and make her go to school. She said the day was meant for ‘hibernating’: sleeping in, eating and watching scary movies. When Anne had found out that Marisa and Dani were being truant from their responsibilities, Marisa’s defense was that everybody needed a ‘mental-health day’.
Anne claimed that Marisa needed a ‘mental-health month’ and hung up.
Dani went to school, smiling at the memory of her free-spirited aunt. As students milled about the school’s main hall, Dani sat with her friends: Eric, Denise, Dylan and Rachel. Eric was in a youth athletic league and was dating Denise, a lovely girl with a sweet disposition: she was Dani’s childhood friend. Dylan had been previously interested in Dani last semester, but had since given up, seeing she was with Ryan. He was happy to be her friend, as he was also good friends with Ryan. And finally, Rachel was the most creative of them all with her strange sense of fashion and love of everything Japanese. Sometimes she’d hang out with other students, but today she sat with them.
Ryan got there a few minutes later, and Dani greeted him. As the friends’ conversation circled around what they had done the previous afternoon and evening, Dani found herself retelling her frustrations about the new Lillian Goddard book. Denise groaned as well; she was an avid fan as well, and had gotten Eric to start reading them . “I know, it’s awful. But what can we do until the next one’s out?” Denise shrugged, and Dani thought of broaching the other interesting subject from the previous night.
She pointed at Ryan and teased him, “See, we could read some fanfics, but Ryan says fanfics are for geeks.” Rachel gave him a scathing look, “They are not! I love fanfics.”
Silence as everyone looked at Rachel, surprised. Nobody knew she liked fanfiction.
Rachel testily asked, “What?”
Everyone made a different murmur of excuse and looked at their companion or their breakfast. Ryan sniggered and teased back at Rachel, “Well, if it’s not for weirdos, why do you get all upset when we look at you?” Rachel pointed her fork at Ryan, “Because you guys looked at me like it was weird to like something so much you would think of alternate plotlines or try to add a new character to live in that original setting and write it out.” Ryan opened his mouth to say something to that, but the sight of Rachel’s fork pointing straight at him made him fall silent.
Dani smiled at her friend, “You seem to really know a lot about fanfics.” Rachel shrugged, “Eh. I like ‘em. Sometimes they’re actually more interesting or better-developed than the original. I mean, remember those movies with the princesses? The animated ones?” Dani nodded and Rachel grinned, “There are fics of those princesses getting out of their fairy kingdoms and actually living here in the real world. They have to get jobs, the little annoying woodland creatures that always tag along are gone, and the princesses are realizing that the dating scene is much harder without the Fairy Godmother. It’s ‘Sex and the City’ with nicer clothes!” Rachel cackled gleefully.
But the bell rang, and the group of friends dispersed.
At lunch break, however, Rachel had gone with her other friends. Dani gave Ryan a nasty look, “See!? You called her a geek and now she’s hanging out with them!” Ryan frowned, “I’m sorry!” She smiled, “It’s OK. You’re sweet. She’ll figure out you weren’t serious. Right?” Ryan shrugged, “I dunno. I mean, I don’t really understand the whole mechanism of writing from a character’s perspective. I mean, I hate writing! It’s always the same: compare and contrast this, argument or persuade about that, summarize and restate, use the rubric, use the guidelines. And then Rach says she writes a million words a day, and that, to me, is just freaky.”
Dani saw Rachel look at her, motioning her to join the other knot of friends. Ryan snickered, “Oh, no! Don’t join the dark side!” Dani poked him in the ribs and went to join Rachel’s group. It was a much smaller group; only Rachel, Nick and Melanie. Nick was a gamer like Ryan, but while Ryan liked games that were more about puzzle-solving and fighting, Nick’s favorite games were Role Playing Games, games in which the player designed a character and developed the character throughout the game. Melanie, on the other hand, was a person who was even stranger and more unique than Rachel. Melanie was a Goth, one of those girls that dressed in strange, black and somehow funereal clothes, wore bizarre makeup and was secretly both feared and admired by others.
Rachel did the introductions, and Nick smiled knowingly, “So you like the Chronicles of Illyria series, huh?” Dani grinned as Melanie widened her kohl-rimmed eyes and scoffed, “Who doesn’t?” Nick grinned and nodded, “True, true. Everyone loves those. I’ve talked to jocks on the athletic team that read those.”
Melanie went on, however, and gave Dani a pointed look, “Rachel told us you’re interested in fanfics about Illyria?” Dani made a face at Rachel, and finally blushed and stammered, “It’s just a guilty pleasure I had as a kid, you know. Fanfictions. I grew out of it.” Rachel shrugged, “It’s OK, man, don’t worry about it. Who’s your favorite character?” Dani admitted, “The vampire. Thane. The chapter where they found him in a crypt and he’s all about the ‘It’s my fault my lover died, I need to atone for my sins. It’s better if you leave me with all the dangerous stuff; I am of the damned undead.’ I love the angst with that character.”
Melanie seemed more alert and she actually chirped, “Really?! He’s my favorite character too!” Rachel rolled her eyes, “Yeah, as if we couldn’t guess that the Goth-girl likes the vampire.” Melanie shrugged, her black-lipsticked mouth curling in a smile. Nick teased, “Hey, Mel, show her the note you made for Christmas.”
Everyone but Dani laughed at the private joke, and Melanie began rummaging through her bag. Dani looked at Rachel, asking, “What is it?” Nick was the one to explain, though, and he told her, “You know those other vampire books out there, the Stephenie Meyer ones that have more teens running for the bookstore since the ‘Harry Potter’ phenomenon ended last year?” Dani asked, “The ‘Twilight’ series?” Nick nodded, “Yeah. Well, Melanie is a desperate fangirl of one of the vampires there, and she kinda wrote a letter for Santa, as a joke.”
Melanie produced the note with a small fanfare, and tossed it before Dani.
Dear Santa,
Please leave the sexy vampire Edward Cullen under my Christmas tree and Rudolph won’t get hurt.
Love,
Lola
Dani read in silence for a few seconds, and burst out laughing. “Oh, my God! You wrote Santa Claus a ransom letter for a vampire!?” Melanie snickered, “That’ll give my English teacher a fit. She told us to do some creative writing about something we liked. I like Edward Cullen, so there.” Dani shook her head slowly, and asked, “But why sign it ‘Lola’, though?” Melanie blushed a bit as she confessed, “It’s my pseudonym, down at fanfiction.net.” Before Dani could say anything, Nick blurted, “Melanie’s a kickass writer!” The girls all looked at Nick, who coughed into his hand weakly and acknowledged, “I really like how she writes. I like Stephenie Meyer’s books just fine, but there’s only four of them, and there’s so much she never wrote about. Stuff like the werewolves, how those first battles with the vampires were, stuff like how the vampires that are dating each other, how did that happen, you know?”
The girls nodded in agreement, and Nick grinned as he added, “And violence! Lola writes stuff with violence and . . . and sexiness! Those books are PG-13, but Lola writes it all nice and gory.” Melanie laughed, “I know! The vampires don’t even have fangs in the originals, and the author never actually shows anyone actually killing a human for their blood in there.”
Dani asked, “Are there a lot of fics at that fanfiction website? ‘cause when I used to read them, fanfics were kinda a personal thing, you know. People would print them out and show them to others, or host them at their own website.” Nick smiled, “Wow, you’ve really been out of touch. Fanfiction.net had hundreds of thousands of fanfictions. About everything you could ever imagine an alternate ending or a storyline before: TV shows, books, videogames, even.” Dani gaped, “But don’t the authors mind you using their stuff?”
Rachel shrugged and made a seesawing gesture with her hand, “It depends. Some authors claim copyright infringement, others say it’s awesome. Lola here would like to be the next Francisca Solar, huh, Lola?” Melanie blushed, tucking the note back inside her book bag and getting up, “Don’t be ridiculous. Look, gotta go hand this in. Bell’s gonna ring any minute now.” Melanie walked away, Rachel looking after her quizzically. Nick grinned, “You’re so mean, Rachel . . .” Rachel blinked innocently, “What’d I do? Anyway, let’s go follow Lola.” Nick, Rachel and Melanie all took regular English class together, whereas Dani was in Honors English with Eric, Dylan and Ryan. Every other class, she took with her best friend Denise.