Hairspray fanfiction
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rosa_cottonTitle: I Can Hear the Bells
Rating: G (K)
Disclaimer: Hairspray, all characters, places, and related terms are the sole property of Marc Shaiman and New Line Cinema.
Summary: [Hairspray 2007] Tracy watches her man, and seeds of doubt invade her dreams. Link/Amber, Trink.
Author's Note: Inspired by a comment Nikki Blonsky made on the behind-the-scenes of I Can Hear the Bells.
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Tracy Turnblad enters the classroom with a wide, dreamy smile on her face, the sound of bells chiming in her ears. And it is all because of her unexpected encounter with Link Larkin. He will realize she is a gem, beautiful on the inside as well on the outside. He will love her for being just her, shortness and roundness and all. Despite what everyone says, he will see there was more to her than met the eye. Images of their life together fill her mind’s eye. It will start with that first date. Things shall take their course to their becoming engaged. And one glorious day they’ll become husband and wife until “death do us part.” They will be parents of eight children, all with Link’s gorgeous blue eyes and her brown hair. Soul mates they’ll be forever.
Feeling she might burst with joy at finding her man, Tracy hurries to a window and pushes aside the curtains, letting warm sunlight pour into the room. Outside a school bus sits idly at the curb. Council members of the Corny Collins Show board to be taken to the TV studio. Her gaze focuses on two that are not concerned with the bus and are quite still compared to the activity surrounding them.
Even from being so far, and high, away, Tracy instantly recognizes Amber – the darling of the Corny Collins Show. And tugging her dress – and her – towards him is Link. Amber swats him on the arm; he releases her; and she steps back, though not completely out of reach.
Tracy’s smile diminishes as she watches the two. All the thoughts and dreams of her and Link that had run through her mind not two minutes ago now seem silly, almost ridiculous, laughable. Link Larkin may have looked at her a moment too long in detention; yet it wasn’t the way he looked at other girls, all flirty with winks. He had been the one to approach her, but he had not lingered. He had nodded, said goodbye, and had not seen the dreamy look begin to appear on her face just before he left the room. She had stared after him, while he had not once glanced back and instead flirted with the girls he passed in the hall. She heard the bells. He did not.
She swallows hard as Amber and Link draw closer to each other. Gently she places her left hand against the glass. “Link,” his name is almost a soundless whisper. Can he ever notice her, see inside her, with pretty, popular Amber before him? That blond-haired beauty overshadows every girl. Does she really stand a chance of owning Link’s heart? There was so much more to him than his cool, smooth facade. They are more alike than one thought. Yet can he, would he want to discover that?
“He’ll say it takes two. The bridesmaids will sing. Papa will smile. Ma will cry. Penny’ll catch the bouquet. On our fifth anniversary we’ll dance and watch the stars as we remember…,” she softly tells herself, her eyes swimming with uncertainty and doubt.
Below her, Amber and Link share a kiss and part with a smile. Tracy feels her heart shatter into a million pieces. Her hand slides slowly down the window as she grows misty-eyed. Not desiring to see anymore, she turns away from the window and goes to her desk.
She had come into class filled with happiness and dreams; now she only has the fragments of those dreams and her heart. Had she really heard the bells, or had it all been her imagination playing tricks on her?
Placing her chin on her folded hands, she listens intently, tuning out the voices, page-turning around her. And listens.
“I…” her voice dies away. Ever so faintly she hears a pealing. Sighing silently, she brushes a finger over her eyes. She glances toward the window sadly. Only time can tell… “I can hear the bells.”
THE END
Rating: G (K)
Disclaimer: Hairspray, all characters, places, and related terms are the sole property of Marc Shaiman and New Line Cinema.
Summary: [Hairspray 2007] Tracy watches her man, and seeds of doubt invade her dreams. Link/Amber, Trink.
Author's Note: Inspired by a comment Nikki Blonsky made on the behind-the-scenes of I Can Hear the Bells.
~~~
Tracy Turnblad enters the classroom with a wide, dreamy smile on her face, the sound of bells chiming in her ears. And it is all because of her unexpected encounter with Link Larkin. He will realize she is a gem, beautiful on the inside as well on the outside. He will love her for being just her, shortness and roundness and all. Despite what everyone says, he will see there was more to her than met the eye. Images of their life together fill her mind’s eye. It will start with that first date. Things shall take their course to their becoming engaged. And one glorious day they’ll become husband and wife until “death do us part.” They will be parents of eight children, all with Link’s gorgeous blue eyes and her brown hair. Soul mates they’ll be forever.
Feeling she might burst with joy at finding her man, Tracy hurries to a window and pushes aside the curtains, letting warm sunlight pour into the room. Outside a school bus sits idly at the curb. Council members of the Corny Collins Show board to be taken to the TV studio. Her gaze focuses on two that are not concerned with the bus and are quite still compared to the activity surrounding them.
Even from being so far, and high, away, Tracy instantly recognizes Amber – the darling of the Corny Collins Show. And tugging her dress – and her – towards him is Link. Amber swats him on the arm; he releases her; and she steps back, though not completely out of reach.
Tracy’s smile diminishes as she watches the two. All the thoughts and dreams of her and Link that had run through her mind not two minutes ago now seem silly, almost ridiculous, laughable. Link Larkin may have looked at her a moment too long in detention; yet it wasn’t the way he looked at other girls, all flirty with winks. He had been the one to approach her, but he had not lingered. He had nodded, said goodbye, and had not seen the dreamy look begin to appear on her face just before he left the room. She had stared after him, while he had not once glanced back and instead flirted with the girls he passed in the hall. She heard the bells. He did not.
She swallows hard as Amber and Link draw closer to each other. Gently she places her left hand against the glass. “Link,” his name is almost a soundless whisper. Can he ever notice her, see inside her, with pretty, popular Amber before him? That blond-haired beauty overshadows every girl. Does she really stand a chance of owning Link’s heart? There was so much more to him than his cool, smooth facade. They are more alike than one thought. Yet can he, would he want to discover that?
“He’ll say it takes two. The bridesmaids will sing. Papa will smile. Ma will cry. Penny’ll catch the bouquet. On our fifth anniversary we’ll dance and watch the stars as we remember…,” she softly tells herself, her eyes swimming with uncertainty and doubt.
Below her, Amber and Link share a kiss and part with a smile. Tracy feels her heart shatter into a million pieces. Her hand slides slowly down the window as she grows misty-eyed. Not desiring to see anymore, she turns away from the window and goes to her desk.
She had come into class filled with happiness and dreams; now she only has the fragments of those dreams and her heart. Had she really heard the bells, or had it all been her imagination playing tricks on her?
Placing her chin on her folded hands, she listens intently, tuning out the voices, page-turning around her. And listens.
“I…” her voice dies away. Ever so faintly she hears a pealing. Sighing silently, she brushes a finger over her eyes. She glances toward the window sadly. Only time can tell… “I can hear the bells.”
THE END
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Date: 2008-01-02 08:40 pm (UTC)This was great though, really. I can imagine it's exactly how she felt! Brilliant job :-D
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Date: 2008-01-10 11:48 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading. Glad you liked it. :)
P.S. Did you know that Hairspray finally has it's own category at FF.Net?! :D :D :D
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Date: 2008-01-03 12:16 am (UTC)Have you heard about the Robin Hood finale?
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Date: 2008-01-10 11:50 pm (UTC)I have, and I forgot to reply to your post! I promise to reread it and comment real soon!!!
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