Name: Billie Jean
Nick-names: BJ, Billiam, Billie, Jean
Age: 17
Status: On-screen Intern
Likes: Strawberry pocky; dancing; being with her bestie
Dislikes: Juvi; her cousin Barley; Chris; smartasses; and people who mess with her bestie
Known for: Being at her Bestie's side every step of the way, and infultrating Juvi several times.
Why TDI?: Her cousin is the producer and the whole thing is her mom's way of punishing her.
Billie is a really smart girl, good grades, athletic, energetic, and kind. So everyone was surprised when she followed her younger best friends tendancies and started to get in trouble with the law. Billie isn't really a bad girl and is usually accused of conspirering and being an acomplish. She's broken into the Detention Hall more times than Her Besties been in it.
She really kind, but can get real nasty when you mess with the people she loves. Those who know her best just say she's fell for the wrong kinda guy; it's probably just a phase.
*-*Story*-* Chapter One: Big Trouble Dude*-*I'm with the Crew*-*
"Okay Duncan," I stage-whispered throwing the rope up to him.
"Camera's Rollin!"
"Hey! Duncan here" Duncan said after climbing onto the other side of the wall.
"But then you probably already know since I'm a local celebrity around these parts!"
I scoffed, but kept rolling. See, Duncan, My partner in crime, is trying out for some reality T.V show called Total Drama Island and I'm making his audition tape.
" Okay hot stuff...."
He smirked at the camera like he was hot or something. I swooned, He is totally hot!
"Yeah, photographers are taking my pictures all the time! It's because of my charm and good looks... And the fact that I live in a big house with tons of security cameras and guard dogs."
I rolled my eyes as he winked at me again.
"If I had to pick my best quality, I'd say I'm resourceful-"
I'd say your charm and good looks...
"Yeah, I'm pretty quick on my feet."
because it's totally not me who comes up with this stuff.
Duncan jumped off the side of the Juvi wall and to the ground. At that moment, the alarm went off and the spot light landed on Duncan and me. He got that cute surprised look on his face and grabbed my arm.
"Let's get out of here Billiam." I laughed as we bolted away from the scene.
"Quick! They went this way!" Some one called from behind us. I looked at Duncan like, 'oh shit', and dragged him into some bushes. I clung onto him until the foot steps passed us. I had fistfuls of his awesome shirt and my face in his chest as we balled up, he had his arms around my waist and his legs around me too so we couldn't be seen from behind the bush. Geez, this is soooooooooooooooooooo
"I think they're gone" Duncan chuckled, out of breath. His breath tickled my neck.
"Well, I bet after that," I said standing up and jerking my thumb in the direction of the Juvenal hall.
"you'll defiantly get a spot on that show."
Duncan smirked at me. I smiled,
"Let's get to my place, your folks'll be livid if you go home."
I held out my hand in order to help him up. He refused it,
"I can handle it." he said smoothly. I sighed, kinda upset. But hey, that's the way Duncan is. He's a big boy Billie, he can take care of himself.
Duncan and I walked for about ten minutes until he started to complain.
"Billiam, where the hell is your truck?" he whined,
"I'm getting tired of walking!"
"You know me Duncan, " I scoffed.
"I never ever put my baby anywhere near Juvi."
Duncan laughed a little, remembering the first time I help him out of Juvi. Let's just say I spent two weeks of quality time with Duncan, and three months with out my sanity. I glared at him and walked up, picking up my pace.
After about thirty more minutes, me and Duncan were about twenty minutes away from the car when Duncan's dad pulled up in front of us. Duncan groaned as his father came out of the car.
"Hands up where I can see 'em punk!" Duncan's dad shouted pointing a night stick in Duncan's direction. I sniggered and stared to walk away, I'm sure he hasn't seen me yet-
"Hold it missy, you're in BIG trouble." said another voice as a figure came out of the car.
"Shiiiiiiiiiiit~" I whined, my mother glared at me.
"You will not use that language around me!" she shrieked.
"What ever Molly-"
"What was that?" she squeaked, glaring at me. If looks could kill
Molly stomped up to me and grabbed my ear.
"What have I told you? Hm?" She tugged my ear.
"Ow!"
I looked over at Duncan to see that his father's hand cuffed 'em. He looked bored as his dad escorted him to the back seat of the cop car. He looked at me and waved, one hand out of his cuff as his dad took off..
"And You are never to see that hooligan again! I bet this is all his doing. His parents should just lock him up and..."
I tuned Molly out. This was pretty normal for me. I leave my house in the dead of night, drive to Juvenal hall, bail Duncan out (in an illegal way of course), and go home. I don't normally get caught though.
"Now you get into that truck and it'll be the last time you'll drive it! Billie Jean, you are in so much trouble! I don't know what to do with you! And that boy, stay away from him! He's no good for you or for anyone! He's a looser, a failure! A! A-"
"THAT'S ENOUGH!"
Molly ceased her speaking.
" You can rag on me, punish me, and even try to keep me away from him. But don't ever, ever insult him like that. He's got enough people doing it."
I seethed. I didn't exactly yell at Molly, no I spoke calmly. But the venom in my voice made her shut up. We walked in silence to my car. She continuously tripped over roots in her heels. Her designer dress getting caught on things.
I'm not going to lie, I don't hate Molly. She's my mom and I love her. But she continuously criticizes me, and insults Duncan. And if you've noticed, I don't like it when people mess with my bestie. I hate it when people insult the people I love. Sure, I'll beat Duncan up when he started up about my mom, but Duncan's really special to me. I'll skin a person alive if they mess with him.
We finally made it to the car. I started my baby up. Molly sat uncomfortably in the back seat, probably wondering if Duncan ever sat back there. I adjusted my review and turned on my brights and pulled off. It took about thirty more minutes to get home.
*-*~~Next Day :D~~*-*
"Billie Jean~" I groggily sat up, feeling like crap. I cradled my head in hands, thinking about last night. God, two things; apologize to mom and see what happen to Duncan. I stood up and wobbled over to my vanity. How is it a girl named Billie, is so girly? I giggled and tugged at my hair. It looked like a rat's nest, curls tousled and tangled the purple and green look like crap in my light brown hair. I gotta do something about that I thought tugging at a tress.
"BJ! Come on downstairs girl. Your momma wants you!" My Grandma said as she passed my door.
"Okay Gram!" I called leaving my hair alone, and walking down stairs.
When I got down stairs I didn't see anyone in the living room, but there were some shoes by the door. That was kinda weird considering that it's early in the morning, we shouldn't have any visitors. I shook it off, it may just be Bobby one of the neighbor kids. I walked into the kitchen to get something to eat when-
"Nice ass cuz!"
and he slapped my ass. I whipped around to see my cousin Barley. I punched him in he eye.
"You creep! What are you doing here?"
He just smiled sheepishly at me, covering his eye with his hand. I could see the swelling from where I was standing.
"I was just telling Barley how much you'd love to intern for his new show!" my mother said from the breakfast bar that was like a window from the kitchen to the dining room. I eyed them suspiciously;
"What new show?" That's when Barley got excited.
"Total Drama Island! It's this reality T.V show where these kids, not too much younger than you, compete to win a small fortune."
"Okay, and I come in where?" If I'm interning, I wanna be on the show; y'know?
"On screen intern of course; kinda like a co-host! But not as famous!" Okay so this didn't sound so bad. But why do I have the feeling that I'm forgetting something.
"Okay sure..." I complied, it's just my mother's way of getting me away from Duncan. But I have a feeling that it's not going to work out that way. I smirked.
"When do I start?" Barley smiled and handed me a huge ass stack of papers.
"Just fill these out by lunch time and I'll have you out of here by summer vacation!"
Summer vacation, that's a long ways away. It's Christmas break right now.
"Well," I said staring at the huge stack that was twice my small 5'4 frame.
"Let's get started..." I sighed summoning my favorite Hello Kitty pen from thin air.
*-*~~Molly's POV~~*-*
Let's see that hooligan corrupt my daughter now...
