Hey people! It's only been 3 days since I finished my first fanfic A New Life, (this is NOT the sequel – quite different!) but I'm bored already lol. I actually wrote this about 8 months ago so im copying it from my book to my computer. Gggrrr this could take a while lol. Currently I'm working on the spoof of the ring 2 in my writing book, so then I can type it into the comp, so there may be a sequel to this unfunny random spoof before there's a normal sequel to A New Life…whatever comes first! You'll have to wait and read (and review) in suspense lol…please R&R…reviews are good…

Disclaimer: I own nothing here, just the random and stupid things the characters do.

Please R&R this one honestly…. I need to know if im a tad funny or just a weirdo lol this should be interesting…

PS I mean NO offence to blondes in my spoofs, I love blondes, my mum's got blonde hair, it's just a stereo type joke thing, okay? Kool.

PSS thanks to all the people who reviewed my first fanfic, A New Life…hope you review this one too! and I must warn you this isn't laugh after laugh…but it's okay I hope…find out for yourself…Enjoy!

The Circle: Chapter one: Becca, Katie and an accident.

The two girls sat in a room, staring blankly at the TV. Their mouths were hanging open and their eyes drooping of boredom.

The first, Katie, spoke.

"I hate television." She muttered.

"Why?" Her friend Becca asked. Katie spent her whole life watching television.

"There's so many brain decreasing chemicals oozing out of our television and the companies aren't doing anything, but they know about it." Katie finished, breathing in deeply. Her attempt to say that whole sentence in one breath had worked…result!

"That's not your line, Katie" Becca whispered.

"So?" Katie asked, throwing a marshmallow into the air and trying to catch it in her mouth, failing miserably.

"Okay…" Becca said, thinking. "What companies know about it then?"

Katie pondered on this question for a moment, until a light bulb lit in her head.

"Like…sewage companies and stuff." She answered. And her mom called her dumb…

Becca rolled her eyes and handed Katie the remote, and she took it.

"You pick something." Becca muttered, eating some popcorn.

"Riiiight…." Katie thought, flicking through channels at 100mph. "How about Monster Trucks? Or Pride and Prejudice? Or Little Britain?"

"No." Becca replied, throwing a shoe at the television, making it fizzle and go off.

"Hey!" Katie shouted at Becca.

"Sorry…I'll buy you a new TV…I just don't like Littl…"

"I've been looking for that shoe!"

Becca frowned.

"Hey – do you know how many electro waves are travelling through our brains every second?" Katie asked, throwing the shoe into her closet.

"God…How much of a geek are you?" Becca asked.

Katie was distracted by something out the window.

"Hey…" Becca remembered. "Have you heard about this video tape that kills you when you watch it?" She waited for Katie's reaction, hoping she had freaked her friend out.

"Yeah." Katie said. "It was carp – Josh and I watched it last weekend."

"Oh yeah, like anyway…" Becca continued, "You get this phone call saying you're going to…"

"Get a free holiday?" Katie asked. "I got that by email last week."

"…die in 7 days." Becca ended, trying to black out Katie's blonde moments, or rather, blonde hours…

"I would be dead by now if that was true." Katie said, feeling pleased with herself, until she looked at her alarm clock.

"Crap." She said. "I have exactly two minutes."

Becca looked up. "Was it that crap?" She asked. "What's it called I want to rent it."

"Oh we thought it was A Walk To Remember." Katie said, sighing. "Some twit must have mixed them up."

There was a ringing noise from downstairs. It was either the phone, the doorbell or Katie's TV was on the blink again.

The girls went downstairs slowly.

"Answer the phone, Becca!" Katie shouted.

"Why?" She asked, staring down the long downstairs hallway. "It's your house!"

"This is freaky." Katie whispered, shuddering and biting her nails. Becca looked at the phone.

"Don't you have a phone in your room or something?" She asked, getting panicky. "This hallway is like something out of The Shining…"

Katie chewed her nails louder and faster." Becca stared at her and tutted, walking over to the phone she answered it cheerfully.

"Weirdo..I mean…Embrey residence!" She paused, as a low raspy voice breathed on the other end.

Becca gave her most frightened face to Katie that ended up looking more constipated than frightened, as she handed her the phone.

"Hello?" Katie asked, waiting for the reply.

A few seconds of silence passed.

"Oh. No this isn't dominoes pizza. Okay. Phew!" Katie hung up the phone, but it rang again.

"Hello?"

Becca waited nervously in the background.

"Hi mom."

Becca breathed out deeply.

"Did you remember to change your underwear?" Asked Katie's mom, Ruthie.

"Yeah, mom." She muttered, walking up to Becca.

"Doesn't smell like it from here." Ruthie said. "Are you sure?"

"I think so…" Katie said, thinking.

"Did you invite Becca over then?" she asked.

"Yes." Katie replied. She walked towards the kitchen and poured herself some juice. Becca ran up to the bathroom.

"And fix the TV it's been acting up again." Ruthie muttered."

"Yeah okay. Bye!" Katie hung up on her mother, and walked into the hall to go back upstairs. She walked unnaturally slowly past the screen doors until the TV static buzzed and hissed. She paused, spun on her heel and went into the room.

She sighed and sat down her juice, and crawled on her hands and knees behind the TV. Without her knowing, a young girl climbed from the TV and was about to pounce on her, crouching in the pose.

"Ah Becca." Katie mumbled. "Hand me that screwdriver on the floor." The girl cocked her head to the side and handed Katie the screwdriver, and prepared to pounce again.

"Here's the problem." Katie sighed. "The damn thing's been leaking again. Your hands feel kind of…manly…by the way."

The girl studied her hands. They were most certainly not manly! Just a little decomposed…

Samara raised her hands and was about to strangle Katie when the screen doors opened again. Becca entered the room and gasped at Samara's ugliness. She threw Katie's glass of juice on Samara.

"Why the hell aren't you melting you ugly little critter!" Shouted Becca.

Samara pretended to melt.

Becca threw another cup of water on her.

Samara replied in a very hoarse but loud voice. "I'm already melting!"

"I know." Becca stated calmly. "That's coz you looked like you needed a bath."

"Fair enough." Samara sighed.

Katie turned around at this point, and as she doesn't have a stomach like Becca, she fainted at the sight of Samara. Her face for no apparent reason went horribly disfigured and she died.

Samara gave a low murmur of tee hee

Becca gasped. "Now look what you've done! Oh well…let's hide her in the upstairs closet – help me!"

Samara skipped over to Katie's ankles. "Okay Dokey."

The two carried dead Katie upstairs.

The floor is covered in water.

"You know little ugly television dwelling girl," Becca started, looking at Samara. "You really should control your TV wetting – It's most disgusting."

Samara hung her head as they dumped dead Katie in the closet.

Becca stood back and admired their scene.

"Right let's do a practise run." Becca said, her and Samara running to the doorway. They turned round and screamed at the site of Katie."

"Great. Now to add the finishing touch, I'll pretend to be in need of mental help…nice meeting you." Becca said. She reached out to shake Samara's hand, but decided that maybe it wasn't such a good idea…