Who Is She, Anyway?
Chapter Six: Writer's Block
"Oh, this is no good."
Stormer let out a gusty sigh, ripping the sheet of manuscript neatly in
half
and screwing the remaining pieces into a ball, tossing it across the
bedroom
and into the bin. "It just refuses to work, Kimber...I can't get this
melody
straight at all! It was all very well before we started this but I
didn't
realise the harmonies were going to be so ambitious!"
"Relax!" Kimber shot her a grin. The two girls had settled in Kimber's
bedroom
at Starlight Mansion, where Stormer had been staying since the other
Misfits
had left town, to discuss their music and exchange ideas, but so far
all
that had been achieved was that Stormer, always a perfectionist with
her
writing was getting more and more frustrated. Kimber knew only too well
that,
although she herself was extremely talented in composition and musical
creativity,
a flame of something close to genius burned inside Stormer's heart and
it
was this which had kept the Misfits thriving for as long as they had
done.
Though Roxy often teased the younger girl about shutting herself away
to
write, when she had a 'song coming on', Stormer was generally poor
company,
for she was distracted and dreamy and often the other Misfits didn't
know
quite what to do with her.
Kimber, for her part, enjoyed writing in tandem with the other girl,
for
they complemented each other's ideas and ability, Kimber being a more
natural
lyricist and Stormer having the melodies at her fingertips.
However, today things were not coming together as easily, and the young
Misfit
was beginning to lose patience with herself.
"Relax?" she said now. "Kimber, we've three weeks to do this writing
in,
because we have to be ready to record by the time the other Misfits get
back,
otherwise I just know Pizzazz will find a reason for me not to do it.
She
was literally fuming when she left."
"It doesn't matter what Pizzazz thinks." Kimber stretched out on the
floor
to put a reassuring hand on her friend's. "You're stressing yourself
out
over it and it's stopping you from writing how you want, that's
all...you don't need the pressure. Pizzazz doesn't control your
contract any more, so
she can't kick you out because of this...you're not breaking any
rules."
"I know, but I still gotta live with her." Stormer groaned, burying her
head
in her hands. "It just won't work, Kimber! No matter what I do, I can't
get
the harmony to sound right!"
"Let me see, huh?" Kimber suggested. Stormer pushed her manuscript book
across
the floor, indicating the page which held the basic phrases and key
changes
for the main melody. Writing parts for her bandmates meant that she
often
wrote out each line of the tune on separate sheets, and it meant that
Kimber
could see at once where her friend's ideas were heading.
"Well, this is great." she responded. "Outrageous, even. What's the
problem?"
"The problem is that I can't figure out a chord sequence that doesn't
clash
with it." Stormer responded. "Except some simple little baby thing that
a
first grade piano student could come up with."
Kimber laughed.
"You're too hard on yourself." She chided. "Maybe you need to take a
break,
huh? Leave this with me and I'll take it downstairs and dabble with the
keyboard,
see if I can have any better luck. Go get a drink and I'll see you
later,
cos you're not gonna get any work done all wound up like this."
"Maybe you're right." Stormer sighed. "Okay, I'm going...I'll see you
later.
Maybe a while by the pool will do me good."
"Why not have a swim? It's hot enough out." Kimber suggested. Stormer
blushed.
"I...uh...can't swim." she admitted.
"Really?" Kimber looked surprised. "Oh! Well then I'll have to teach
you!"
"Oh no! Really, it's okay!" Stormer said hurriedly.
"Are you scared of the water?" Kimber asked. Stormer shook her head.
"No...not scared, exactly, but I don't like being out of my depth."
Kimber laughed.
"It's okay. I did all the life saving stuff in high school and if you
got
into trouble I could get you out, no problem." she responded. "Please,
Stormer,
it'd be such a blast...and you need a break."
"I thought you were gonna work on the song!" Stormer protested.
"Well, it won't hurt to let it wait a while." Kimber dimpled. "Well?"
Stormer sighed.
"Okay." She said finally. "You win. We'll go swimming. But don't push
me
too hard...I'm not good at it!"
An hour later, as the two girls relaxed by the side of the pool,
drinking lemonade and chatting, Stormer brought the topic back round to
the song.
"You know, I think maybe I cracked it after all." she observed absently
as
she gazed across at the smooth blue water. Her first swimming lesson
had
been nothing if not eventful, for she had slipped and fallen in the
water
at the start and had almost lost her nerve before Kimber had even
entered
the pool, but in the end things had worked out and Stormer had been
forced
to admit it had been fun.
Kimber shot her a confused look.
"Cracked what?"
"The song. The harmony." Stormer took a sip of lemonade. "I think I got
it
straight in my head at last, guess being dunked under the water a few
times
cleared out my brain."
Kimber giggled.
"Cool." she observed. "But you're not going to work on it now,
Stormer...you work way too hard, you know that? We have a break and
we've plenty of songs done already...we're gonna have fun!"
"Oh?" Stormer looked suspicious. "So far today you've dragged me into a
swimming
pool...what else you got planned for me, huh?"
Kimber laughed.
"Nothing that's gonna hurt!" she exclaimed. "Jerr...I mean Jem and the
others
are helping out at Haven House this afternoon, and the girls are all at
school...we
got the house to ourselves, pretty much, so we can do what we like."
"Haven House? That's the place for runaways, isnt it?" Stormer asked.
Kimber
nodded.
"Yes. Danse is a volunteer there and we often go down and help her out
if
we have a moment." she agreed. "Some of those kids have had a really
rough
time of it, too. It makes me realise that, annoying as Jerrica can be
and
as much as I miss my parents, I've got things pretty good, all told."
"Yeah, I guess when you encounter people who're less well off than you
you
do start to think like that." Stormer mused, her mind on Roxy. She did
not
know the specifics of her bandmate's past, but she knew that Roxy had
been
a runaway and had fended for herself on the streets of Philadelphia
from
an early age. "I mean, I have noone in the world but Craig...but some
people
don't even have that to fall back on."
"Yeah. And you got me." Kimber grinned. "Even if the Misfits are social
rejects,
I'm always here for you."
"I know." Stormer laughed. "So what you wanna do this afternoon then,
if
you're not gonna let me work?"
"Well, we could go shopping..." Kimber considered. "That would be cool,
just
to do something that normal friends do without any hassle from people,
you
know? Or we could go to the roller rink...you do skate, right?"
"You know I do." Stormer replied dryly. "Don't you remember the Roller
Rock
Out?"
"Oh yes." Kimber nodded her head slowly. "I love a scandal...charming
song."
She pulled a face. "Thanks for the reminder."
"Hey, we weren't friends then." Stormer defended herself. "I didn't
know
I was gonna like you, did I? And it wasn't that bad a song...it had a
catchy
beat."
"True...guess I can't disassociate it from Pizzazz messing with my
boyfriend."
Kimber shrugged.
"Well it all ended up okay. Shawn's in love with you, not her." Stormer
replied.
"True." Kimber grinned. "I owe him a letter, actually...I'm terrible at
letter
writing!"
"You're lucky you have him, you know." Stormer rested her chin in her
hands,
her expression dreamy. "It's so romantic, the way he went to such
lengths
to get you to notice him...when he thought he'd lost you to Jeff, he
still
didn't give up, you know? That's what movies are made of, that kinda
love."
"You've gone all sappy on me!" Kimber exclaimed with a teasing grin.
"How
they ever made you a Misfit I don't know!"
"Me either sometimes." Stormer admitted.
"Don't you ever wish that you could get a time out and do stuff like
normal
people do? I mean, date and all that?"
"No way." Stormer's expression changed. "I joined the Misfits partly so
I
wouldn't have to deal with that kinda situation."
"What?" Kimber looked confused. "How do you mean?"
"I don't really want to talk about it." Stormer said slowly. "I mean it
was
a long time ago and all that. Let's just say a guy hurt me pretty
badly...and
it took me a long while to get over it."
"Oh, I see. I didn't realise." Kimber paused, then, "But not all guys
are
like that, Stormer. You just haven't met the right one."
"True, but the more I see of guys the less I wanna get involved with
them."
Stormer replied. "Too much heartache. I mean, you and Shawn is all very
well,
but I can only imagine what Aja feels like when Craig has to go back to
England,
or what Jerrica makes of Rio chasing after Jem...not to mention Pizzazz
and
what Riot's done to her. And it's not like things were easy for you and
Shawn
when it comes to it. You had to come a long way before you settled
things
between you."
"I guess I never looked at things that way before." Kimber looked
startled. "I dunno, Stormer, I guess if you're really in love then it
doesn't matter how much you go through to be happy in the end."
"Well, count me out." Stormer sighed. "I like romantic stories and
happy
endings, so long as I don't have to play a part in them. I hurt way too
easily
to put myself in that situation again."
"Heck, what did this guy do to you?" Kimber's eyes were big with
curiosity.
"It doesn't matter." Stormer shrugged. "If we're going out, let's go,
huh?
Or at least change the subject."
"Okay, whatever you say." Kimber gave it up. "Let's hit the town, okay?
Find
some outrageous new clothes to wear on the cover of our fantastic new
album."
Stormer's eyes lit up with amusement.
"Sounds good to me." she agreed. "Let's go!"
Chapter One: The Misfits On Break
Chapter Two: Chimera
Chapter Three: Kimber's Proposition
Chapter Four: The Stingers' Tour
Chapter Five: Personality Clash!
Chapter Six: Writer's Block
Chapter Seven: Secrets
Chapter Eight: Betrayal
Chapter Nine: Chimera's Plan
Chapter Ten: Double Trouble
Chapter Eleven: Synergy
Chapter Twelve: As If Nothing Happened...
(The Misfits and Holograms and other animated Jem characters are copyrighted to Hasbro Inc. All characters who do not appear in Jem episodes are my own creation. This story is copyrighted to E.A Woolley (2001)