Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

I just can't stop writing it.....

Jessica Wakefield was bored.

This was an unusual state of affairs. Jessica Wakefield’s fabulous lifestyle left her little time for boredom - or indeed introspection. Whether flying around the world in her chocolate brown private jet - painted to simulate Jess’s teenage bedroom and, like that dank boudoir, nicknamed the Hershey Bar - or relaxing in her New York penthouse, Jessica always found something - or someone - to amuse her. Her dazzling showbiz career had made her a household name and a millionairess, and she always had her share of admirers. She laughed when she remembered how, as a teenager, she’d been fascinated by the fame of local talkshow host Jeremy Franks. How easily she had been impressed in those simple days! Now only the most successful men in the world would do. After all, if you were going out on the town wearing an aqua silk blouse and a sexy white split-skirt, your aqua eyes lined in green kohl, you needed a man whose sophistication was equal to your own.

As ever, Jessica never stayed with one man for long. She dangled a string of admirers behind her like beads on a chain. Or a string. She just didn’t like being tied down, and she never had. So it wasn’t the lack of a steady love that made her feel this curious ennui. And it wasn’t like her social life was lacking in any other departments, of course. She had a flock of flunkies who hung on her every word and followed her out-there lead when it came to fashion. They were her friends. Weren’t they?

With a jolt, Jessica realised that it had been a long time since she’d ever engaged in a good old fashioned battle of wits. It was a long time since she had heard any voices but those of sycophants. It was a long time since she’d had a friend - and foe - worthy of Jessica Wakefield.

It was a long time since she’d seen Lila Fowler.

Okay, so the last time she’d seen Lila, the heiress was screeching like a maniac and wielding a bazooka, Boo Boo fluttering over her head. But surely it was only temporary insanity. Surely they could put the past behind them. After all, Boo Boo had been slain in the battle which defeated his mistress, so that was one less thing to remind them of those bitter days.

But what if they couldn’t forget? What if she and Lila couldn’t reforge the bonds of their friendship? What would Jessica Wakefield do then? There was obviously a void in Jessica’s soul, a void that needed to be filled. If friendship couldn’t do it, what about her career? She loved making the sexy comedies that had made her name. But once, she remembered, she had been multi-talented. Back when she was the queen of Sweet Valley High. Once she had not only acted, she had danced, she had sung, she had even.....she had even done a bit of writing.

The standards of the Oracle, Sweet Valley High’s newspaper, were famously high - Elizabeth’s Eyes and Ears column was a case in point. But Jessica had written a few articles for the publication, and they had always been well received. Perhaps writing as yet another one of Jessica’s many talents. After all, her sister was a literary genius. Surely such gifts ran in the family.

Clad in her favourite peach cotton jumpsuit, Jessica reclined on her shocking pink vinyl recliner and thought hard. Then she leaped to her satin-sandal-shod feed and crowed in delight. “I’ve got it!” she cried. She had the perfect plan. She would return to her parents’ house in Sweet Valley, where she would rekindle her friendship with Lila - and write a novel. It was the perfect scheme.


( 14 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 1st, 2004 05:39 am (UTC)
*is dead*

*encourages shamelessly*
Nov. 1st, 2004 06:52 am (UTC)
I just went back and read the 2002 one (and loved it), so this is great! I'm looking forward to a month full of horrible fashions, cheesy similies, people falling in "love" left and right and, of course, scheming! I haven't read a SVH book in ages -- I read a ton when I was young. Now I want to go pick one up...
Nov. 1st, 2004 08:49 am (UTC)
Do it! Do it! You know you want to.
Nov. 1st, 2004 07:29 am (UTC)
remember, jessica even had her own advice column in the oracle with cara walker--not that i was reading bitter rivals last night or anything.
Nov. 1st, 2004 07:36 am (UTC)
Bwahahahaha! Oh, man, I forgot about that.
Nov. 1st, 2004 08:06 am (UTC)
Wow. Jessica's suddenly gone meta!

I think you should deck your LJ out in aqua and purple (for the Unicorns) for the month of November. With lavalieres as a background.
Nov. 1st, 2004 08:07 am (UTC)
split-level lavalieres, obviously.
Nov. 1st, 2004 08:49 am (UTC)
Bwahahahaha! You know, if I ever find out exactly what a lavaliere is, then I would definitely have them as my LJ background.

In fact, I think perhaps my LJ needs an entire SVH theme....
Nov. 1st, 2004 09:11 am (UTC)
I would have brought you back a laveliere from California, but I don't know what they are either....
Nov. 1st, 2004 08:33 am (UTC)
More! More!
Nov. 1st, 2004 09:36 am (UTC)
This is so utterly perfect!

I gave the people at Firth and Mirth most of my Sweet Valley Twins books, and the SVH never quite captured me. But I know it well enough to know that you have it just right.

Do you read SVT at all?
Nov. 1st, 2005 11:47 am (UTC)
Disturbing, yet strangely compelling!

(and I have a quiet day at work today...)
Nov. 1st, 2005 11:48 am (UTC)
Probably completely and utterly meaningless if you haven't read the Sweet Valley High books, too!
Nov. 1st, 2005 12:33 pm (UTC)
But I have...some of them at any rate! And then there was the awful TV show...
( 14 comments — Leave a comment )


fat pony like thunder
The Monkey Princess

Latest Month

July 2009


Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by Cindy S.