2009-12-13: Crushing Dreams, One Heart at a Time

Starring:

Erin_V4icon.pngMicah_V4icon.png

Guest Starring:

Tracy_V4icon.png's Phone

Date: December 13, 2009

Summary:

Erin is not amused. Then again, she usually isn't.


"Crushing Dreams, One Heart at a Time"

CYBERSPACE

Having finished several very sophisticated papers for the week, Micah lays on the bed in his room (which in actuality is a closet that has two beds in it as well as a desk). On his lap he has his beloved laptop that he's made some major adjustments to in the last few weeks. But at this moment he's not playing Zombie wars VI or anything like that. He's watching Afterlife on Zulu. His lips are formed into a broad grin as Morgan Starr has lost her memory. It's a good episode. "This is brilliant," he murmurs as he opens another window so he can monitor the actress herself.

After a few clicks of his mouse his grin broadens further. A cellphone — on the Verizon network! He smirks as he reaches for his own cellphone. Closing his eyes, he reaches out mentally to text her phone.

The text comes through in all caps, as per Rebel's style, but the message isn't anything imperative. Instead it's simple enough:

«SHOULD'VE GONE WITH SPRINT! — REBEL

—-

At the moment, Erin is safely in her apartment, not doing work for once. Instead, she's watching old movies on TV, because she's just about tired of her job - at least for the next ten hours or so. All wrapped up in a blanket and half asleep, she's tempted to ignore the phone when it beeps, indicating that she has a text message. It's several minutes before she reaches over the arm of the couch, grabs it, and flips it open.

Rebel.

Tracy said to listen to anything he said; for a moment, she wonders if she's in some kind of trouble, but if she was, he probably wouldn't have sent this particular text message. It would have been more… serious?

«yeah well sprint sucks ass

…is her eloquent reply.

«what do you want. am i in trouble.

—-

Smirk. Sprint doesn't suck at all! It's awesome! Micah grins further at the response, but shakes his head a bit at the phone as he focuses again at texting.

«NO TROUBLE. JUST WATCHING OVER YOU AND FOUND YOUR PHONE. FULFILLING MY RESPONSIBILITIES AS PER TRACY'S REQUEST.

Micah smirks a bit before pressing his lips together, still smiling:

«YOUR SHOW IS AMAZING. I'D NEVER SEEN IT BEFORE I STARTED LOOKING OUT FOR YOU. ARE YOU ANYTHING LIKE MORGAN STARR?

—-

Tracy's got someone looking out for her? REALLY??!? She can give half the planet rabies in no time flat, and Tracy thinks she needs a babysitter? Well, it could be worse. He could be at her front door. Or at her window. Luckily, the fact that she's nine floors up would discourage most stalkers from attempting to sneak a peek.

Groaning, she sits up. Now that she has both hands free to type, it's a little more legible.

«Tracy asked u to watch over me? ddn't no I needed watching.

It makes her a little nervous, just in a general fashion. There's nothing specific to worry over - just the fact that she's still sporting a broken arm from the first time someone tried to cart her off. She has to laugh, though… Seems like she has another fan.

«Not much like Morgan sry. i Think shes smarter than me lol.

She has to backspace a few times before she hits send. Somehow 'Are u a crazy stalker' ended up on her screen, though she thought better about sending it after some thought. Instead, she types in a second message.

«so who r u?

—-

He frowns a little at the second message. Not a lot like Morgan. But he sighs a bit and smiles anyways, he couldn't really expect her to be real. Too good to be true and all, right? Instead he texts away.

«TOO BAD YOU'RE NOT ALIKE.

He rethinks sending the next bit of text several times before finally texting:

«MORGAN IS HOT IN ALL THE RIGHT WAYS: SMART, BEAUTIFUL, AND QUIRKY. I'M SURE YOU HAVE LOTS OF FANS BECAUSE OF HER.

He hmmms a bit, but is fairly certain this is indeed the woman Tracy told him to look out for so he shrugs a little and then texts.

«I'M TRACY'S NEPHEW. I TURNED 14 TODAY!

—-

Truth be told, Erin is a lot like Morgan. Temperamental comes to mind as a nice descriptor. Impatient. They do share an appearance, though, of course… Right down to the long scar that's forever going to mark her right arm. Still, she likes to distance herself from the character as much as she can, so she sends - just before Micah drops his admiration -

«Morgans a doctor i'm an artist.

Then the stalkery stuff happens. She's used to it. Still, it's a nice compliment, and Erin does have a decent number of fans. Also a number of haters because all the fangirls really would prefer Taine to hook up with them. Or, say, another of the show's male co-stars. Erin never did understand that.

There's a long pause as she stares at the next message, trying to see if perhaps she misread that '1' before the 4. But no. No, it says 14. Then, she waits for him to correct the typo. When he doesn't, she sends:

«YOU'RE FUCKING 14?!??!?!?!!!?

—-

The swear catches Micah off-guard. Once people know his age they tend not to swear. Being fourteen is practically adult right? Closer to adult than child in his own mind. Furrowing his eyebrows he hmmms.

«WELL DOCTORS ARE HOT. SMART WOMEN ARE AWESOME.

He smiles again as he thinks about Morgan Starr. She's perfection in his eyes at this moment, but Erin's no Morgan. Morgan would like him, he's sure of it. And he decides to tell Erin so.

«WELL MORGAN AND I WOULD GET ALONG, I THINK. I'D TAKE HER FOR WAFFLES AT IHOP.

—-

«youre seriously the person behind rebel? rly?

She's just surprised, is all. It's hard to convey over a text message. Also, she has a 14-year-old boy telling her she's hot. That's pretty easy to understand over text message, all things considered. Also, he seems unable to separate her from her character. Not unheard of, really. It always creeps her out just a little, but people don't stop doing it. What is it with kids idolising her today?

«Morgan is a character.

This is sent cautiously, after some thought. Maybe she should change the subject. To what? Dear god, she can't just ignore Tracy's nephew. Or, she could, but that wouldn't look too grand for their friendship. Maybe she could send a quick 'gtg' and get it over with. At least that's kind of a goodbye. Sighing, she relents.

«so you like the show?

—-

«YES. I'M THE ONE THEY CALL REBEL.

Morgan and Erin still must be at least kind of the same, even if she is a character, Micah decides despite the text with a broad grin. And they look the same, so that counts for something. Besides, she plays a very convincing Morgan, and in Micah's own mind no one is that good an actress.

«DO YOU THINK MORGAN LIKES WAFFLES? I BET SHE DOES. WHAT ABOUT CURLY BROWN HAIR? AND GUYS WHO CAN USE COMPUTERS? EVERYONE LIKES A GUY WHO KNOWS HIS WAY AROUND TECHNOLOGY…

Oh dear. Micah has convinced himself that Morgan Starr would like him if she knew him.

«THE SHOW IS PRETTY GOOD. THAT TAINE GUY KIND OF BOTHERS ME THOUGH. HE JUST SEEMS ODD IN HIS ROLE. LIKE HE'S TRYING TO HARD…

—-

He seemed so much more mysterious when he wasn't a 14-year-old kid.

Erin groans, sitting back on the couch and pulling the blanket up to her chin. She could humour him and hopes he goes away. She could just play along and hope this crush eventually dissolves. Or, she could be brutally honest like she always is and hope she doesn't completely shatter him. Instead, she sends:

«Everyone likes waffles

Think of something to get rid of him, Erin! You're supposed to be good at this stuff. Of course, she doesn't want him reporting back to Tracy that she was MEAN — which… She's not sure why that matters anyway. Tracy already knows she's not the nicest person ever. Micah's next text gives her some ammunition, though.

«taine is one of my best friends and he is a wonderful actor

After a few seconds, she texts to Tracy:

«this rebel guy? creepy.

—-

Yes. Everyone likes waffles. Micah agrees in his own head. Erin makes a lot of sense to him. A lot of sense. But when she texts him about Taine, he frowns.

«WELL THEN WE DISAGREE.

Micah's never been convinced about his presence on the show… of course he's been watching reruns for all of a week and through that week has developed a crush on the character that is Morgan Starr: she's angelic. But as he intercepts Erin's and Tracy's text, he frowns substantially. The first one is enough to make him frown, but the interplay just doubles the creases.

Tracy: «What?

Erin: «your nephew i guess??? he thinks i'm morgan starr

Tracy: «You kind of are?

Erin: «yeh but I don't want to hear i'm hot from a 14-yr-old kid!!!!

Tracy: «Oops.

Erin: «do something?????????

Tracy: «What do you want me to do? I barely know the kid!

Erin: «wtf

Tracy: «Plus

Tracy: «You are hot. To a 14 year old boy. It's natural!

Erin: thx 4 nothing :| ttyl

Tracy: Good luck with that! He really can help though!

Tracy: «See you Ms. Starr.

Micah blink blink blinks. He's not creepy. Morgan's just awesome. She'd never call him creepy. She's admire his awesome hair and then reveal that she had an ability of her own or something and they would go riding into the sunset on a hovercraft (who wants a horse when they can have a hovercraft anyways?!

«I'M NOT CREEPY. AND MORGAN WOULD NEVER BE SO MEAN. CLEARLY YOU'RE NOTHING ALIKE.

—-

She's kind of confused by Rebel's next text until she figured it out. He's reading all her text messages! This is an invasion of privacy! For a moment, she wonders if he's been reading all her text messages. If that's the case… She kind of wants him to leave her alone.

«look

There's a long pause after she sends that. Tracy says he can help. She can trust him. So she'll be honest with him.

«nevermind that ur reading my PRIVATE MESSAGES. I've been tracked b4 and i REALLY do not want a repeat. clear?

The next message comes a moment later.

«no i'm not morgan starr. i'm glad you like the character and the show but i'm a real person and I need real help. Tracy says u can help. can you? or are all our conversations gonna be like this????

—-

Narrowing his eyes Micah shakes his head a bit, his jaw becomes tightly set as he crosses his arms over his chest.

«I TRACK COMMUNICATION AMONG OTHER TALENTS. I'M NOT READING THEM NECESSARILY ON PURPOSE, BUT I'M TRACKING TRACY'S PHONE AND YOURS ALREADY. BESIDES WHICH I'M TALKING TO YOU RIGHT NOW WHICH MEANTS IT GETS FAR MORE ATTENTION. ALSO, USING THE WORD REBEL ALERTS ME FURTHER. WHEN PEOPLE LOOK FOR THE REBEL I AM ALERTED. I WAS ALSO TRACKED BEFORE AND HAD A TUBE IN MY NOSE AND IV IN MY ARM. DON'T TALK OR CRITICIZE THINGS YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT.

Micah is not happy. Some birthday this is turning out to be.

«I WAS TOLD TO LOOK OUT FOR YOU. I CAN STOP IF YOU WANT. OF COURSE THAT MIGHT LEAVE YOU VULNERABLE. THE CHOICE IS YOURS.

—-

Finally.

«Now we're gettin somewhere

Erin texts, breathing a little easier now that she's talking one on one with Rebel the person, and not Rebel the fanboy. Granted, she's being chastised by a kid, but at least the conversation's far more serious now. Erin's going to assume that this line is secure. She hopes it is.

« that's what they were going to do to me? i got away but I was lucky.

She doesn't add 'where were you then,' even if she's tempted. She needed someone then. That night, Erin could have very easily died.

«my arm's broken. it's not going to entirely heal. so now that we've gotten our pissing contest out of the way, how about we start over. i'm erin. it's nice to meet you.

—-

«NO PISSING CONTEST. JUST YOU BEING A BULLY.

Micah literally pouts as he actually climbs into the bed. He's not pleased about the direction of this conversation. He wanted to have a semi-normal chat.

«THEY WIPE US OF OUR ABILITIES AND ARE LOOKING FOR A WAY TO MAKE IT PERMANENT. THEY DISABLED MINE AND MY BROTHER'S WITH THESE DARTS. THEY CAME BACK THOUGH AFTER WE LEFT.

He pauses, thinks about his parents' kindness to other and growls lowly to himself before typing.

«SORRY ABOUT THE BROKEN ARM. I'M SURE IT'LL GET BETTER EVENTUALLY.

—-

«I'm telling tracy ur swearing over text

Mentally, Erin can sometimes be fourteen, as well.

«trust me. i know about the ability thing.

They took hers out just seconds before someone died. There's only one person who knows about that, and she's hopefully not telling anyone. Erin's trying to convince herself that it had to be done, but as gung-ho as she is about taking out the Bad Guys, that first murder is always going to weigh heavily, because it was an accident.

«I'm not a bully. if i'm a bully, ur a stalker.

So there. Actually, she's kind of proud of herself for that remark, half-smiling in the direction of her phone screen.

«it's v. hard to talk to people when they think I'm the character I play on TV.

—-

«YOU SAID IT FIRST.

Micah actually is fourteen.

«YOU'RE A BULLY — MEAN TO FOURTEEN YEAR OLDS ON THEIR BIRTHDAY. AND I'M A STALKER BY DUTY. I WAS TOLD TO WATCH YOU. IF THAT MAKES ME A STALKER, I CAN DEAL.

With a sigh he shakes his head and continues to frown. What is to be done about this government that robs people of what makes them who they are?

«DID THEY TAKE YOUR ABILITY THEN? DID IT COME BACK TOO?

Just an important thing to know.

«WELL YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT ME CONFUSING THE TWO OF YOU AGAIN. SHE'S NICE AND YOU'RE… HMMM.

—-

Rolling her eyes, Erin groans - again. She's having an argument with a kid, and he's winning. Not that she'll let him know that, or apologise - ever - but he does have a point. It's his birthday, he's trying to be nice, and she kind of threw it back in his face.

Her next answer is short and to the point. She doesn't really want to discuss it, because she keeps going over in her head just how she might have saved that woman. If she'd reached out a second earlier, or had more control over her ability… Maybe… Man, this guilt thing SUCKS. Eventually, she texts:

«Yes. And yes. a couple hrs later. hey i can be nice!!!!

—-

«GOOD YOU GOT YOUR ABILITY BACK. I'M GLAD THEY HAVEN'T DISCOVERED A WAY TO MAKE IT PERMANENT.

Except death. Death is pretty permanent in Micah's estimation, but this thought is pushed aside as far as he can push it.

«DON'T WORRY. I'LL KEEP WATCHING OUT FOR YOU. EVEN IF YOU'RE NOT NICE TO ME.

He sighs before he adds

«AND I'D NEVER HELP THEM. WHAT THEY'RE DOING IS WRONG. THERE'S NO QUESTION ABOUT IT. THEY'RE WRONG THIS TIME. COMPLETELY.

—-

Sometimes she wonders if it was worth it to get her ability back. She was happy before all this. Well, not happy, really, but okay. Now she's thinking very seriously about killing people - get rid of them before they can touch her.

One day, she's going to have to make it up to the kid. She's not sure how, and isn't even convinced that she's the one who screwed up here. Still, Erin would hate to think he'll stop watching the show now. Or maybe that's a good thing. She could just say she's sorry and that he caught her at a bad time. That she doesn't like being referred to as Morgan Starr. That there's a crowbar separation between her and her character.

Not tonight, though. She's too damn tired to worry about that. "Hn," she says to herself, before typing in a reply.

«thank you for watching out for me rebel. i appreciate it. I rly do.

Not an apology, but it'll have to do.

—-

«YOU WON'T BE HEARING FROM ME UNLESS SOMETHING'S WRONG FROM HERE ON IN.

Micah's serious now. He liked Morgan and now, he's over it. Maybe. Well she's still hot, but his crush is over. A gal needs to be nice to a fella, right?

«TAKE IT EASY ERIN. AND REMEMBER THERE'S HOPE THROUGH ALL OF THIS. —REBEL

After texting the last phrase, he crawls out of bed and hops over to the door after stuffing the phone in his pocket. Time to go try to celebrate his birthday for real. Although, he wouldn't be surprised if everyone forgets in the hullaballoo. It's been a crazy few months…


A little later, via text…

Erin: » so I think i scared away rebel
Tracy: » What did you do?
Erin: » i guess he was reading that whole text conversation i had with you and now he says i'm mean
Tracy: » He doesn't have to be your friend. Just has to watch your back.
Erin: » okay I just wanted 2 make sure u were okay w/ me thinkin hes really creepy
Tracy: » He's just a kid. You know he can probably see this too right? He can ctrl technology. It's what he does.
Erin: » I don't like kids. wtf kind of power is that
Tracy: » what's wtf
Erin: » what the fuck. you know he swears over the phone are u sure hes just 14??????
Tracy: » Oh. Sorry! Actually, I don't remember meeting him but I've seen his picture before. His power is a good one. He got me a new ID. Can tap into security cameras & erase them too.
Erin: » oh wow he didn't tell me that. i mean he seems like a good kid maybe??? but its kinda weird when ppl can't separate me from morgan you no???
Erin: » also he doesn't like taine
Tracy: » Such is the price of fame?
Erin: » stfu actors are ppl 2
Tracy: » I can't understand what you'r saying
Erin: » sorry what's "you'r" i didn't understand that
Tracy: » Shut up I'm multi-tasking. Why didn't you just call me?
Erin: » you can condense shut up into stfu just fyi.
Tracy: » Thanks for the lesson.
Erin: » np. that means no problem. maybe we should meet up or are you in like kazikstan or something hiding
Tracy: » I'm here in NYC.
Erin: » okay hows lunch later this week? just don't make fun of my hair
Tracy: » I can't really be seen w/ you in public right now. I have a new apt. You can visit if you're careful.
Tracy: » No promises. You'll make fun of mine. Fair is fair.
Erin: » man this whole thing sucks. :(
Erin: » Erin texts: fine fine. fair is fair.
Tracy: » Tell me about it. I GTG (see, I know some). Be in touch
Erin: » k l8r

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