Okayy, heres a story that I wrote after I had a bad dream lol. Tell me what you think, cause I think it sounds corny, but I wrote it, and I think all my work sucks so yea... i need to find out what other people think


Beautiful silence filled the space around them. Everything seemed serene and perfect; It had been the perfect first date.
“You know, I really had a great time tonight. You really seem to be the perfect gentleman.” Vicky smiled up at him with a playful glee in her eyes. “Care to prove me wrong?”
“Maybe I am the perfect gentleman,” Adam stopped, taking her hand in his and stopping, “Maybe I’m not.” With that he kissed the back of her hand and gave her a tiny, suggesting smile.
She threw her arms around his neck, laughing, and kissed his cheek. “Now you’ve gotten me curious.” She could feel his sweet warm breath on her cheek, smell his soft cologne. All she wanted to do was kiss him. Feel his lips pressing hungrily into hers.
And then she heard it. A soft whimpering, like a girl trying hard not to cry, but too scared not to.
“Do you hear that?” Vick raised an eyebrow and pointed in the direction it was coming from.
“What are you talking about?” He laughed, “Even if it is something, it’s probably absolutely nothing to worry about. At least not for you to worry about.” He smiled down at her and lightly kissed her lips.
She hesitated a moment, then smiled and decided he was probably right. She nuzzled her head against his chest and took a slow, deliberate breath in, savoring the moment. She was relaxed and with her favorite person, Adam.
She was lost in her own world but was quickly snapped out of it by the unmistakable sound of a girls scream.
Vicky’s heart raced. “Crap, I knew something was wrong.” She took off at a fast run and yelled over her shoulder to Adam, “I had a great time, I really did, but you’re probably never going to want to see me again after you see me kick someone’s ass.” Why couldn’t just one of her dates go normally? Something bad always had to happen. Were the dating Gods against her for some odd reason? A tear escaped her eye and she flicked it away fiercely. She really liked Adam, she always had. Oh well, time to face reality.
In front of her she couldn’t see anybody, but that didn’t mean no one was there.
“Get away from me!” Aha! The sound seemed to of been coming from Vick’s right. She took a few tentative steps past a tree and saw them. There was a girl not much younger then herself, maybe fourteen or fifteen. She had blonde hair a bit past her shoulders and wore low cut jeans and a top that showed quite a bit of cleavage. The regular preppy high school girl Vick concluded. She knew the type. She had wanted to be that type.
There was also a guy. Her attacker. Seventeen or so. He looked like the kind of guy who was full of themselves to the max; who spent, amazingly, more time in front of the mirror than Vicky herself.
She sighed and began sprinting again.
“Come on, you’ve been playing me all night. Practically promising me this every second you got. Reminding me even. You’ve got to learn to dish out what you promise, Ashley.” He said in a voice that made Vick want to puck. Then he pinned the girl, ‘Ashley’ Vick was assuming, against a tree.
“Hai!” he sound came deep within her chest as she raised her leg high and kicked his arm. That would leave a mark come morning. The guy unpinned Ashley long enough for her to get out from under him. He gave a weak attempt to punch Vicky in the side of the head, but she quickly ducked out of the way.
“You little bitch! What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he tried viciously, but to no avail, to grab her by the throat, but in a quick, fluent motion, she jabbed him in the stomach, making him double over, then swiped he his legs out from under him, leaving him lying on the ground cringing in pain.
“Victoria?” Adam’s voice came tentatively from behind her.
“I’m okay; I’ve got things quite under control as you can see…” she motioned to the guy on the ground to her left with her arm. “I think I may have even caused a little too much damage. I mean, spikes can kill.” She gave Adam a coy smile. Then she saw the look on his face. He was majorly confused; she had seen it enough times to recognize it. Almost every guy she ever dated had given her that look.
To her left she heard a moan and glanced at the guy. Vicky straddled him, leaned down and grabbed a handful of his hair, lifting his head and meeting it halfway. They were eye to eye. With gritted teeth she spoke, “You really…” she pulled his hair a little harder, enjoying the look of utter pain written on his face, “…Need to get over yourself.” She gave him a pleasant smile and let go, fully loving the thump of his head hitting the ground. Hard. She looked for the girl, but she must have fled because she was nowhere to be seen.
She did, however, see Adam. Leaning up against a tree his arms crossed over his chest, he looked incredibly hot. A few curls fell over his forehead, and a few curled upward in the sexiest of ways. A smirk consumed his lips. “Now, if I were the gentleman you accuse me of being, it would have been me helping that girl. Not a sexy girl, with beautiful long brown hair, wearing a dress and spiked boots. Care to tell me who this girl was? Cause I have got to tell you; She fascinates me.” He crossed over to wear she was, running his eyes over her, as if checking for any bruises or any evidence at all of the fight that had just occurred. He now stood unbearably close.
She raised an eyebrow, truly turned on. Did he actually like the fact that she had kicked that guy’s ass? She stood tall and whispered in his ear, “All’s I know is; she could kill you in three simple moves, so watch out.” She kissed his cheek below his ear and walked past him, a smile playing on her lips.
“Is that a threat?”
“More like a promise.” She looked at him over her shoulder. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m a bit tired, and I’m going to walk back home. Goodbye.”
“Let me walk you home.” He ran to catch up, but she held out a finger, signaling him to stop.
“I think I’m quite capable, don’t you think?”
“Of course, but without my help, you may not get a goodnight kiss. Wouldn’t that just be horrible?”
“Hmm,” She thought about it a moment, then smiled, showing she was just kidding around, and motioned for him to come forward.
With his arms around her, she felt at peace, and wanted to put her head in his arms and fall asleep where she was. It was only him and her, nothing else. Not a soul around to break what they had. Vicky was in heaven.

The sound of LaLa woke Vick up the next morning. Vicky cursed the day she ever downloaded that song onto her cell phone and made it her ring tone. It was the worst sound in the world to wake up to. Of course, she loved the song yesterday, but from that day on; she knew she was going to hate it. Because it woke her up on a Saturday morning, interrupting her dreams of Adam.
She muttered to herself, and put her pillow over her head, but knowing quite well that it was never going to drown out the sound. After about 30 seconds the ringing stopped, and she was in peace once more.
That is, until it started again.
“Gah!” she threw her covers off of herself, and slowly got out of the bed, putting her feet tentatively on the ground. They were still in pain from running and fighting in spikes. She grabbed her phone and looked at the caller ID, recognizing Teagan’s number right away, and answered quickly.
“Hey lamb, what’s up?”
“Vick! What took you so long to answer the god damn phone?”
“Teag, it’s…” Vick glanced at the clock and …



I know it stops suddenly, i kinda cant think of anything to do now lol, but tell me what you htink

I like it! This girl is pretty hardcore. Write more! Have you written fics before?

wow! totaly gaia-esque! awesome!

Good story.Female heroine does sound a lot like Gaia,or Susannah in Mediator.Keep writing it.

No, I dont usually write, but ive taken a few workshops and stuff...its kinda supposed to be like gaia, just she caresa bout her looks and stuff, and snhe cares about guys. Its supposed to have a tiny bit of humor, but its also supposed to be serious at time, you know? kk, ill continue later

I love your story!!

ur story is great!! i love it!!! plz keep writing

i luv it April!

Okay, I was thinking maybe this...

In season 3 of alias, she said she had been part of a prepping of children for CIA called project Christmas...well maybe Vick was part of that aswell? And so she grew up training for the CIA pretty much? Just a thought...cause that could be how she knew how to fight so well, just she never wanted to do it maybe, she just wanted to be normal, but her dad always wanted her too? like she enjoys fighting alot, it relieves her stress and its just overall great, but she just wants to eb a normal teenager with a boyfriend and such. so yeah, what do you think? im not sure if i should use it or not...and i could change the place she moved to to LA instead of New York? hmmm i dunno, tell me what you think!

good idea... :D

Yeah,good idea,I like it,except ,dont make it too similar to Alias.But otherwise,good idea.

i like it! :)

continue!!

im writing ight now

great :D

great idea!! i would love it