Title: The Beach House(Part three)
Rating: PG13 (language)
By: Cheryl Fite
Charters: Famous people playing teens! *Yay!*
"Seth Green?" Freddie look somewhat shocked at the
news that was just announced to him.
Him and Drew were sitting on a bench in the park, that
was close to the neighborhood were they both lived.
They use to play here when they were younger, but as
they got older they grew more mature and found it
easier and better to talk about there problems rather
than play on the old monkey bars and forget about
everything. Freddie had a nice family, one little
sister, a older brother, and both a mom and dad that
lived with him. Drew on the other had hand only a mom,
her dad had died when she was younger from a gun shot
to the head. She also had a sibling. He was two years
younger than her, and didn�t really talk much, he
never had the chance to know his dad, and he didn�t
want to get to know anyone, he just kept to his self,
much like a lot of the people in her family did now a
"Yes, aren�t you happy for me? I�ve finally got myself
a real boyfriend!" Drew asked smiling.
"Um, yeah of course I �m happy for you." He hugged her
tight. "I really hope it works out."
"I never said it wouldn�t work." She said looking at
"Right� anyway, so what are you doing this weekend?"
he said pulling a piece of paper from his pocket and
handing it to her. She read it over then gave him a
"You want me to go to a The Offspring concert? You�re
"No I�m not kidding, it would be fun come on." He
elbowed her slightly.
"That�s okay I was planing on hanging out with Seth
anyway." Drew said shrugging her shoulders.
"Yeah, well bye Drew." Freddie got up and walked away.
Drew watched Freddie walk away confused about what he
was so upset about. Why wasn�t he happy for her? She
got up and started to walk down the street realizing
that she was the only person around she shivered. She
looked at the trashed apartments with graphite all
over them. She sighed wishing Freddie had stayed and
walked her home not liking to walk down the alleys
alone. She heard quit footsteps behind her, thinking
nothing of it she kept walking, she felt someone�s
hand on her back and she jumped then screamed turning
around coming face to face with this dirty old man. He
was a homeless man, his clothing was ripped and
covered in dirt, his shoes had holes in them, and his
face was dirty and it looked as if he hadn�t shaved
for a long time. One hand he had his hat in and the
other her had a wrench in, he grabbed Drew by the arm
and started to yell nonsense then swung his wrench at
her but missed her as she ducked. She managed to pull
away from him and ran home crying.
She ran up the steps to her house and stepped inside
and announced to her mother that she was home then ran
up to her room picking up the phone.
"Oh hey Drew, what�s up?" said a girl in a nice
"Uhg, I�ve had a very interesting day." She said as
she kicked off her shoes.
"Yeah? What happened girl?" asked Jennifer.
"Well okay After school, Seth asked me out!"
"Yeah." She said enthusiastically.
"So what happened?"
"I said Yes, of course, this is so great!"
"Why?" Jennifer asked.
"Because, I have a real boy friend. Aren�t you happy
"Yes of course."
In the background Drew could hear Jennifer being
yelled to, "Jennifer Love Hewitt, get of the phone and
come help me please!" Jennifer sighed deeply.
"I have to go my mom needs my help, I see you Monday
at school okay?"
"Right." Drew answered, then hung up the phone and
laid back on her bed.
Jennifer was the new girl in school. She�d been in
five different schools in the past two years. She was
a Army brat. This was her fourth week in LA high, but
she made friends quickly, and Drew had though that she
liked Freddie for a while, but they tended to fight a
lot so she figured her statements were false. Jennifer
was about the same height as Drew, but that was just
about the only way they were similar. Jennifer had
long brown hair and she was a bit shy, but when she
got to know someone she really would talk non-stop.
She was also very pretty and a lot of the boys liked
her but they wouldn�t talk to her in fear of
rejection, and she didn�t mind because she clamed she
had a boyfriend back in Boston were she use to live,
but not may believed her. Drew didn�t mind though, she
was a fun person to talk to and hang out with. Drew�s
mom loved that Jennifer had came into Drew�s live just
because she thought that she was changing Drew. But of
course like most teenagers, Drew disagreed. She hated
her mom being right. She loved her mom, but no one
likes being wrong over stupid stuff.
Five years before,
"What are we doing here?" Kate asked.
"I was hoping we�d be able to get some time alone and
talk ya know?"
"Yes, I understand." She smiled. "I love you."
"And I love you my precious Kate."
They kissed then laid down on the couch and made love.
"Kate we must go."
"Okay." She answered getting up and redressing
herself. "I have to go to the bathroom I�ll be right
back okay?" she smiled at him then ran off to the
bathroom and shut the door behind her.
She looked in the mirror and primped for a second then
heard a sound come from the shower. "Oh what are you
doing in there Love? You�re so silly sometimes." She
swung open then shower curtains only to find herself
face to face with her death. The knife came down and
cut her cheek, she screamed loudly and started to run
but something grabbed her feet and she was knocked to
the floor, and stabbed five times in the chest.
"Kate? Darling?" He ran to the bathroom only to find
Kate dead on the floor, he bent down over her then
felt a cold hand on his neck.
"Tell anyone about this and I�ll make them think you
did it." Spoke the killer.
"But I didn�t do it." He spoke with fear in his
"I�m not the one who just has sex with her was I?" the
killers voice was low and was muffled.
"No one will know." it spoke again.
"Okay, no one will know you did it." He bent down and
kissed his beloved Kate then ran away from the beach
house, hoping never to hear that voice again.
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