Fix you

(Fractured Fairytale of Romeo and Juliet) When they met, they instantly fell in love. Roman and Julie are star-crossed teens, their love seems to be doomed from the start. From Highschool Rivalries to Controlling Families, at every turn seems to be tragedy. A modern twist on a classic <3


2. Chapter.2 <3



The punch tickled my tongue as I took a small sip. The colourful lights continuously swivelled around the darkened hall as my heart pounded to the vibrations of the music. I watched the throes of people carelessly moving on the centre of the floor.


I had lost Pearce in the energetic crowd, not that I minded, as I needed some time to myself. My feet had been aching so I sat down on the outskirts of the dance floor. I had only been here for a little over an hour and wanted to go home. Prom was meant to be some magical night but I found it vastly over-rated.


The atmosphere had become slightly nauseating, the punch; sickly sweet. The lights were giving me a headache and the pounding music wasn’t helping. I just needed some fresh air. I carefully stood up, punch in hand and walked towards door. Thankfully, there had been no fights tonight as the Montagues were absent. I was extremely weary of the feud between our two groups and getting tired of the hate shared between us.


I was lost in thought when I felt a hard body knock into mine. I gasped as punch soaked through my dress.




I looked up in irritation and my heart seemed to stop. My vision was instantly drawn to a pair of intense emerald eyes that seemed to pierce through my soul. My own eyes slowly focused on an extremely striking face of high cheekbones, chocolate wavy hair and full lips. My stomach clenched and my head felt light. My heart fluttered helplessly within my chest as I was mesmerised by his face. I could feel heat spreading throughout my cheeks as I sluggishly came to realise that his arms were around my waist.


“Uhm” I mumbled, looking shyly looking down at his hands around me. Instead of pulling away like I expected, he tightened his grip and flashed me a hypnotising smile, making me breathless. I subconsciously placed my arms around his neck, holding him close. He was a head taller than me, with broad shoulders, and wiry arms. He was perfect.


“Sorry about that” he whispered in a husky voice making me shiver. I felt so weightless and happy.


I think I’m in love.




She was absolutely stunning. Her waterfall of inky curls fell gracefully down her back and her brown eyes warmed my insides. My knees went weak when she hung her arms around my neck with an innocent smile.


“There you are!” I heard someone call. We both briefly turned at the sound, to see an older rather plump, girl coming towards us. I ignored her and turned back to the girl in my arms. Her amazing eyes met mine again as if drawn by a magnet.


“Go away Netty” I heard her sweet voice say.


“Come on, Pearce is looking for you!” She was suddenly pulled away from my arms and it almost physical hurt, as if I had lost one of my own limbs. I helplessly followed the two girls to the dance floor and watched as she danced with another guy. I felt a stab of jealously in my gut but was determined to make her mine.


I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was clumsily dancing to the pounding beat and it was so adorable. I swear that I have never saw true beauty until this night. I watched her quickly say something to Pearce and leave. She began to walk towards me, sending a heartbreakingly beautiful smile my way.


I think I’m in love.




I walked towards him and couldn’t help but grin. He had this effect on me that every time I saw his face, my lips involuntarily formed into a smile.


“Hi” I murmured shyly, looking down. He placed his finger under my chin and titled my head up.


“Hey beautiful, don’t hide your face.” he said, emerald eyes alight. Usually I would laugh at how cheesy he sounded but I couldn’t ignore the sincerity on his face. I looked up at him and butterflies fluttered within my stomach. I don’t even know who he is and I’m already falling for him.


The music suddenly slowed and “Fix You” by Coldplay came on.


“I love this song,” I said dreamily.


“Would you like to dance?” he asked holding out his hand. I nodded and placed my own hand in his; causing shivers to dance up my spine. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I laced my fingers around his neck. I wasn’t the best dancer so we simply swayed back and forth to the music.


Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

I will try

To fix you…


“This is our song,” he whispered in my ear. I pulled back and just stared at him. He began to lean closer and before I knew it, we were kissing. Sparks were flying and my body seemed to warm under his touch. I remember when I was little; I would always worry about my first kiss. I would fret about accidentally missing and where to put my tongue and silly things like that. I’ve come to realise that when your kissing the right person, it’s not complicated or difficult.


It is absolutely perfect.


“Woah…” I heard him mutter as he pulled away.


“Is that the best you can do?” I breathlessly teased. He looked down at me, with a glint in his eye and placed his mouth on my shoulder, trailing fiery kisses up my neck until he had finally reached my lips.


“JULIE!” I heard someone yell from beside me. I swivelled my head in irritation and saw that it was Netty, one of the senior members of the Capulets. She was like an older, over-protective sister to me. She grabbed my arm and looked at Romeo in disapproval.


“Pearce is looking for you, it’s time to go” she huffed in annoyance. I quickly took a pen out of my purse, scribbled my address and phone number on a napkin and handed it to him. I didn’t have time to say anything before Netty dragged me towards the entrance to the hall. Before she had pulled me out the door, she stopped and turned around.


“Do you know who that guy is?!” her tone implying that obviously she knew something I didn’t.


“Uh no, not really” I replied sheepishly. She rolled her eyes and tutted.


“That is ROMAN MODES” she loudly whispered, her voice scandalous. I looked at her confused, still not comprehending.


“He’s part of the Montagues!” I felt the colour drain from my face. Was he really part of the Montagues? The same ones who almost killed some of our own last week? The ones who we all hated with a passion? He can’t be! He simply can’t!


I looked over my shoulder to see him standing with a guy who looked vaguely familiar. They were quietly talking, the thudding music masking their words. He turned to face me and our eyes connected over the large span of the hall. I couldn’t help the butterflies in my stomach, the flutter of my heartbeat and the feeling of breathlessness every time I looked at him.


“My only love, sprung from my only hate,” I murmured to Netty. She shook her head sympathetically. Why must I love a loathed enemy?


“You do know that none of the Capulets will let you be together right?” Netty prodded gently. I nodded sadly. Maybe I should just let go before either of us get hurt…


My mind flashed back to the kiss shared between Roman and I. If magic was still alive in this world, that kiss was sheer proof of it. I knew in the very core of my being that I would be together with Roman, no matter what Fate decided to throw at us.



I felt heartbroken as she was torn away from my grasp, with only her number and address as a goodbye. I looked out at the dance floor and saw Ben dancing crazily. I ran up to him and yanked him away, pulling him towards the elegantly decorated tables around the outskirts of the crowd.


“Who is that girl?” I asked desperately, pointing over to where she was standing with her friend around the doorway. Her face was permanently printed at the back of my eyelids and every time I blinked, I once again saw her beauty. Just the thought of her made my insides turn to jelly.


Ben’s eyes widened slightly as he took her in. “Isn’t that Julie Callistar?” My heart thumped erratically at just the sound of her name although I remained expressionless on the outside. I didn’t need Ben teasing me about another girl.


“Oh I have never seen her before” I replied nonchalantly 


“Probably because she is a Capulet,” he muttered bitterly. I felt shock take over my body. I had sworn to hate every Capulet since Ben had been put in hospital because of them. That beautiful girl CANNOT be part of the Capulets. She was too sweet and angelic. I looked at Ben’s bleak face and knew he wasn’t lying, even though I wished to God it wasn’t true.


Her face was once again conjured up in my mind and I knew I was in love. I couldn’t help the strong pull of affection I felt towards her. I no longer cared that she was Capulet. I loved Julie Callistar and nothing was going to stop that.

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