Daniel Fiction: Val’s Choice


Daniel was trying to get away from Stan the Stud when Val ran over to him. She grabbed his forearm and kissed his cheek. “You’ll never believe what I just found out!”

Stan leaned in. “You’re pregnant?”

Val curled her upper lip and drew away from Stan, closer to Daniel.

“Maybe this isn’t something I want to say in front of jerks.”

“Ouch. Color me wounded,” Stan sneered.

Daniel turned away, not caring if he was rude to Stan. He’d be forgiven; after all, he had something Stan wanted. He had a drum set. And there was nothing more that Stan wanted than a band. Stan and His Studs. They’d wear black leather jackets and jeans and play good old-fashioned rock and roll — which to Stan meant songs like Johnny B. Goode.

It was a good song, but Daniel wanted to rock. His drums were a way to…

“Why aren’t you listening to me now?” Val asked, still holding his arm. She’d planted her other fist on her hip and if Val could look angry, she was there.

She was still pretty cute, though.

Daniel bent his knees to kiss her. “Sorry. What did you find out?”

“There’s these vocational classes I can take. They’ll teach me how to be a chef.”

“A chef? Val, I thought you wanted to …” Daniel paused. What was it she’d wanted to do last week? Zoo keeper? Model? He couldn’t keep up anymore, it changed so fast.

Him, he wanted to play drums.

“But think about it,” she was saying. “If I’m a chef, I can feed hungry people.”

He eyed her.

“I can maybe open a restaurant, one where all the people with too much money go. And I can charge a lot of money and use the extra to fund a food pantry or a soup kitchen, and then people like us. It’d be okay. I’d make it okay. I’d make it so it’s not so bad when we have to go there. But of course we won’t have to go there. We’ll be rich from it, only we’ll actually give back and try to help out and–”

“Val, not here,” Daniel said. He glanced around, hoping no one was listening. It probably wouldn’t be news to anyone, but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t be something worth talking about. The last thing he wanted was to give anyone a reason to talk about him.

She seemed to understand, taking a step back and looking down. “It’s… It’s not just you, Dans. It’s us, too. My family, I mean. There’s been times and … oh, never mind!” She stamped a foot, tossed her hair over her shoulder, and ran off down the hall.

Daniel watched her go. Actually, he thought a chef was the best idea she’d had so far. When his band got big, she could come work for them as their personal chef. And they’d be together forever.

He liked that last part the best.



  1. bunnygirl

    September 19, 2009 3:23 pm

    Being chef to a rock band is probably a better career move than opening a restaurant, anyway. Most restaurants fail or just barely pay for themselves. It’s a tough business. Besides, depending on the age of the rock stars in question, Cheetos and Tecate may be all they really want. Much easier than pecan-seared tuna and a side of lime-infused shredded jicama.

  2. Thomma Lyn

    September 19, 2009 5:59 pm

    Ooh, I like, I like! I enjoy glimpses back in time before ShapeShifter got big, and fun to see more of Daniel and Val.
    .-= Thomma Lyn´s last blog ..A Mushroom Tree =-.

  3. Linda May

    September 19, 2009 7:46 pm

    Very Good. Your characters are real people.

  4. Laura @ ImBookingIt

    September 20, 2009 1:03 am

    I really like this! I’m just getting into your world, but I get a very good feel for all 3 characters just from this scene. (OK, from this scene, I have no real idea if Stan the Stud is a jerk, or if Daniel and Val just think he is. I’ll guess based on the name, though).
    .-= Laura @ ImBookingIt´s last blog ..Winners: BBAW Bookmark giveaway =-.

  5. Als Simmons

    September 20, 2009 5:55 am

    really cool!
    .-= Als Simmons´s last blog ..Starving for control =-.

  6. missalister

    September 20, 2009 1:22 pm

    Oh, that feisty Val! You’re keeping your five-star rating up here, no question. It’s been a long while since I’ve visited your place, and I find it jumping faster and higher than ever. Books, plural, and a merchandise table no less. I love it! Go, Susan, go! 😀

  7. Petula

    September 20, 2009 3:39 pm

    I like this. Yes, I know I’m behind, but I’m “catching up” with your encouragement that I’m not really behind. What happens next? 🙂 Is she gonna change her mind again. I like the idea of personal chef to a band. I’ve thought about a restaurant/book cafe type place, but can you imagine the overhead? Oh, I digress. Thanks for this… I can visualize the characters and I really enjoy them. Geez, I’ve been missing out!
    .-= Petula´s last blog ..Me 41? Wow! =-.

  8. Dee

    September 20, 2009 6:03 pm

    oh to be young, broke, in love and not caring – full of hope and dreams and ideas. I want to bite them they are so cute 🙂
    .-= Dee´s last blog ..One Rainbow Word =-.

  9. Raven

    September 21, 2009 6:59 am

    You are so good at bringing these characters to life!

    I love the last line. 🙂

  10. Alice Audrey

    September 24, 2009 4:54 pm

    Aww, Daniel is such a romantic.
    .-= Alice Audrey´s last blog ..13 Steps to Breakfast. =-.

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