Stormy, grey clouds hung over the streets as a old station wagon drive idly down the road, the chilly temperature in the air greatly contrasting the usual California weather, but then again, this wasn't a normal day. For Alice and Carolyn Lancaster, this was the day everything changed.
The pair were from a small town, which was now thirty-five hours away from them, and they were inseparable from their friends. They had it all; popularity, friends, a booming social life...
Then, their dad got a call from his company, explaining that he had to be let go.
Of course, this news shook up their family, and the desperate search for a job began. That's how they ended up here, 2,350 miles away from their home, from their friends, and from the boy Alice thought she loved.
Of course, that would all change, but for now they are silently driving down the road, the two girls staring out of their window, a funeral march seeming to play on loop in their heads. The car slowly pulled into a regular sized house. If they were on vacation, Alice and Carolyn would've thought this place was heaven!
But, naturally, it was like the hell incarnate at the moment.
As the car slowed to a stop, the girls didn't move, and
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Fanfiction{CURRENTLY UNDER MAJOR RECONSTRUCTION} It's a year after the "Big Pickle", and Benny "The Jet" Rodrigues became a neighborhood legend, since he tamed the beast Hercules, but one thing still hasn't changed; he's not on the baseball team, and that was...
