A/N: I've been working on this story FOREVER!!! I broke it down into chapters this time, so that
it wouldn't be as menacing. Small chapters. Note: Emphasis on the SMALL. I consider these very
small. Who cares? OK. We pick up about 1 1/2 months after the end of the movie, but go with me
and pretend that the prom was when homecoming normally would be. So, it's mid-January at our
happy little high school. This prologue is a little strange. It will get better, though.
Disclaimer: If I could own only two things in the world, anything I wanted, I would own a
lifetime supply of Chocolate Mud Pie Pudding (mmm...) and Heath Ledger. But I own neither of
these things, I own nothing besides the plot of the story. Bye-bye!!!
-~*RebelChick204*~
Summary: 1 1/2 months after the end of the movie, Kat and Patrick's relationship gets a bit
bumpy. After the break-up (it's so horrible...), events spin totally out of control, leaving
Patrick to decide what's more important: Kat's life, or his own.
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You Will Fly and You Will Crawl (Even Angels Fall)
Prologue- We Were Angels Once
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The shadows cast dark outlines on her lovely face. As the car moved slowly down the streets, she
kept her gaze outside the window, not daring to even glance at her companion.
For awhile, they had been and done a lot of things. They had been friends. They had been liars.
They had been together. They hadn't given a damn about anything but each other. They had been
beautiful.
They had been angels.
Watching the lightposts go by, she didn't feel like an angel anymore. She rather doubted he did
as well.
Closing her eyes, she willed herself not to cry. Crying never made anything better. Only worse.
They had known each other once. Not even two hours ago. God, why did it seem so long? So long
since a word was spoken between them. So long since he had held her. An hour and a half was
eternity. But it was all her fault.
All her fault that they were falling through. He had hurt her before, when she had found out
about the bet, but this was different. What she had done was unforgivable. She knew he would
never forget the pain.
It was all her fault for not loving him.
It was all her fault.
She felt the car turn and pull into her driveway, pulling to the top.
Turning, she grabbed her things and opened the door. Risking a look, she glanced at the person
driving.
He was staring out the windshield, not bothering to look at her. Instead, he was watching the
rain falling outside.
Sighing, she hopped out of his truck and walked to her door. They used to know each other. But
now they were strangers.
Strangers with a lot to learn about love.
it wouldn't be as menacing. Small chapters. Note: Emphasis on the SMALL. I consider these very
small. Who cares? OK. We pick up about 1 1/2 months after the end of the movie, but go with me
and pretend that the prom was when homecoming normally would be. So, it's mid-January at our
happy little high school. This prologue is a little strange. It will get better, though.
Disclaimer: If I could own only two things in the world, anything I wanted, I would own a
lifetime supply of Chocolate Mud Pie Pudding (mmm...) and Heath Ledger. But I own neither of
these things, I own nothing besides the plot of the story. Bye-bye!!!
-~*RebelChick204*~
Summary: 1 1/2 months after the end of the movie, Kat and Patrick's relationship gets a bit
bumpy. After the break-up (it's so horrible...), events spin totally out of control, leaving
Patrick to decide what's more important: Kat's life, or his own.
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You Will Fly and You Will Crawl (Even Angels Fall)
Prologue- We Were Angels Once
*************************************************************************************************
The shadows cast dark outlines on her lovely face. As the car moved slowly down the streets, she
kept her gaze outside the window, not daring to even glance at her companion.
For awhile, they had been and done a lot of things. They had been friends. They had been liars.
They had been together. They hadn't given a damn about anything but each other. They had been
beautiful.
They had been angels.
Watching the lightposts go by, she didn't feel like an angel anymore. She rather doubted he did
as well.
Closing her eyes, she willed herself not to cry. Crying never made anything better. Only worse.
They had known each other once. Not even two hours ago. God, why did it seem so long? So long
since a word was spoken between them. So long since he had held her. An hour and a half was
eternity. But it was all her fault.
All her fault that they were falling through. He had hurt her before, when she had found out
about the bet, but this was different. What she had done was unforgivable. She knew he would
never forget the pain.
It was all her fault for not loving him.
It was all her fault.
She felt the car turn and pull into her driveway, pulling to the top.
Turning, she grabbed her things and opened the door. Risking a look, she glanced at the person
driving.
He was staring out the windshield, not bothering to look at her. Instead, he was watching the
rain falling outside.
Sighing, she hopped out of his truck and walked to her door. They used to know each other. But
now they were strangers.
Strangers with a lot to learn about love.