Hellooo People.
A new Kress fic which is sort of like the new film Mamma Mia, but it'll be a bit different.
Hope you like it! x

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May 7th 2007
Dear Diary.
Tonight was an amazing night. I have to say, I definitely didn’t think it would happen, but it finally did. To bad it’ll never last.
It started out with an innocent game of spin the bottle. Kris, being his usual drunk self, was acting ignorant and petty, but that’s just the way I like him. After a lot of teasing and stupid dares from Zoe, we made our for a late night trip to the park. As we cuddled up on the swings, nothing could have made this moment any less romantic. Slowly he leaned in and kissed me... Leading to more things.

xXx

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June 2nd 2007
Dear Diary.
Tonight was another great night. Me and Zak, who would’ve thought it? I definitely didn’t. We strolled along the moonlit forest path and just talked for age. After reminiscing about the old times we used to share together, things got heated and passionate. And, well, you know...

xXx

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June 19th 2007
Dear Diary.
Yet another surprise in store. Me and Darren just shared the most unbelievable moment in history. I know what you’re probably thinking, Darren? Pfft, who’d like him? But he’s really so charming and sweet and kind and gentle... The list could go on forever. He took me on a boat down the river and we just ended up having the time of out lives. Seriously, maybe this could last.

xXx

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July 25th 2007
Dear Diary.
I’m gone. I’ve left Hollyoaks for good. No more turning back. I can never see any of them again. It’s too late now. Everything’s over, gone, finished...


Jess

xXx


“Oh My God! Isn’t there anymore?” Caitlin asked me, taking the book from me.
“Nope.” I said, smugly.
“That was so cool!” Alia said, in her slow, pretty-dumb voice.
“Why did she have to stop it there?!” I complained.
“Sienna, it was 15 years ago. I doubt they wanted to keep a diary account of every day.” Caitlin laughed. I rolled my eyes. This was typical of her. She didn’t know anything about life then. No one did. I wanted the information that told me who my father was, and here I have 3 guys. 3 GUYS that could be my Dad!
“Well, I have to admit. My Mother was a slut.” I slam the book shut and slowly slip it into my bag.
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Oh My God!!
Kris..Darren and Zak..what was she thinking!!

Great start Gaby..x
I'm confused!!

Loving this already

xx

love it Gaby please update soon

omg this is amazing..i love it!!! luv how u did it with the different diary entries aswell,,,genius!!! lol

anyway..more soon pleaseplease x

I'm already hooked on this! I love it Please do more. Kris is the dad isn't he??

Ooohies!
Kris, Zak and Darren!
Love It Already!
More Please

Thanks for the comments everyone
And I can't tell you any information yet
Also, it isn't Genius because like I said before (up there ^) it's based on Mamma Mia but it's different.

More up later tonight
x

cant wait for more..n i think it is still pretty genius :P x

Sienna's POV

“Why do you want to read more anyway?” Alia asked, glancing through my bag to try and get Jess’s diary back out.
“Because all my life Jess has told me that my Dad was one of her really old friends but that I didn’t need to know anymore about him, she hadn’t seen him for years and they were just a fling. Now I find this diary from the year I would’ve been conceived-“(Caitlin pulled a disgusted face when I said this, I just rolled my eyes.) “-and in May/June which would’ve been around the time, she slept with 3 guys!” I huff finally giving in to Alia and letting her see the diary. She gets excited and flicks through the first few pages.

“So what are you honestly going to do about it? You don’t even know where Zak, Darren and..?-“ Caitlin started, but she couldn’t remember the last name.
“-Kris”
“Yeah, Kris lives.” She finished. I smiled at her and pulled another slip of paper out of my bag.
“I’ve been doing research.” I winked.
“You so haven’t!!” She said excitedly.
“Uh huh! I think I may have found some pretty good information.”
Caitlin and Alia shrieked and tried to see what I’d found.
“Oi! OI!” I shouted pulling it away from them and running to stand on this big rock. I loved living right on the sea, especially at the height of summer when the waves are lapping in on the golden sand. I stood facing towards them, ready to tell them everything. The looked up at me like little children waiting for story time.
“Kris Fisher. Originally from Belfast. Now living on Yorkshire road in Manchester City.
Zak Ramsey. Originally from Liverpool. Now living on Westbank Avenue in Chester.
Darren Osbourne. Originally from Chester. Now living on Talbot Road in London.” I finished, smiling.
“Okay, so how does that help?” Caitlin asked. “What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to invite them here!” I said excitedly as Alia once again started to route through Jess’s diary.
“Where’s Hollyoaks?” She asked, gazing into space.
“Near Chester I think. Back home.” I replied.

It was nicer living here than in England. We live on a private island, just off the coast of Spain. It’s an all English island, and very rich too, however you go to Spain a lot when you live here, so I’ve already learnt Spanish fluently. It’s stupid though. You have to travel on a boat for half an hour to get decent shopping! But regular things, like food and drink, you can buy from the local supermarket. I’m pretty sure that if I invite Kris, Zak and Darren here for a week, they’ll come. Not if it’s from me though, but they’ll at least think about it if it’s from my Mum, Jess.

“Wow, I haven’t been to England since I was 13. That’s 2 years now!” Caitlin said in her posh, London accent.
“I haven’t been there for 5!” I said, laughing. We both looked out at the sea whilst Alia carried on routing through the diary. There was a silence for a few minutes as me and Caitlin thought about what it was like in England. Obviously Alia didn’t really care. I think she’s lived on this island all her life. She was my first ever friend here and she’s been my best friend all the way.
“Did you know that Kris and your Mum-“ Alia started but I interrupted.
“I never call her my Mum! It’s Jess. JESS!” I shouted.
“Sorry!” She rolled her eyes. “Anyway, did you know that Kris and Jess had a thing. Not that kind of thing, but they were always flirting with each other and according to this, Jess liked him.” She smiled cheesily.
“Alia, I don’t really care. She had 3 guys in-“
“Ewww! Kris is a cross-dressing Bi sexual!” Alia screeched.
“WHAT?!” I shouted, picking the diary up and scanning the page. She was right. Jess has written ’Sure, he was a weird cross-dressing bi sexual, but underneath all that he was such a great guy and I just keep finding myself attracting to him more and more each day.’
“Oh My God!” Caitlin burst out laughing. “That has to be the most hilarious thing I have ever heard in my life!”
“It’s not funny! This guy could be my Dad!”

“Sienna?!” I heard Jess calling me from the top of the hill, where our house was.
“Damn! I have to go.” I said, rushing off the rock and running away until I realised I’d forgotten something. “Alia! The diary!”
“Sienna!!” I heard Jess shout again.
“Oh sorry.” Alia apologised handing me the diary. I ran up the cobbled steps whilst struggling to place the diary back into my bag so I could hide it from my Mum.
I sped into my back garden and climbed up the wall of my house, hopping through my bedroom window and hiding my bag under my bed. I then ran back out of my window and climbed up to the roof, sitting on it and looking out for Jess. She was walking through the garden and heading over to the hill where, at the bottom, I was just sat.
“Jess I’m up here!” I shout, she turned around quickly and smiled.
“Get down from there. We need to sort out the hotel. We have 10 people coming tomorrow night.” She said, starting to look slightly frustrated. I quickly scrambled over to the edge of the roof and rushed down the many bits of rock that stood out from my house. I was never good at rock climbing, but since we’ve lived here, I’ve been brilliant!
“Sienna, you’re 15 years old! Why do you still climb that stupid roof?” Jess asked, frustrated.
“It keeps me healthy, Mum” I said, she gave me a stern look as if to say ‘don’t call me that’ which made me laugh.
“Seriously, it gets your nice blonde hair mucky and you’re healthy enough as it is.” She said, brushing her hand through my long, curly hair. I’ve always loved my hair. It’s blonde and has loads of natural ringlets running through it. It’s gorgeous! I know that’s a bit weird to say about my own hair, but I wouldn’t ever change it.
“Okay, it does not muck up my hair.” I said, rolling my eyes.
“Alright.” She said, rushing off to where the hotel was. It was great living here. On the whole island there was only 30 people who lived here, and it took about 20 minutes to walk from one side, to the other. It was small, deserted and private. You could only get on here with a special pass and it was Very expensive. Good job we’re pretty rich isn’t it?
“Sienna! Hurry up!” Jess called from the top of the hill.
“Coming.” I huffed, charging up the hill and meeting her at the top 30 seconds later. Tonight would be a long night of cleaning, changing sheets and preparing food. Oh Joy!
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Snooty people!
I suppose they've never met kris though
Love This Gaby
More Soon Please

this is really gd...more soon please..i agree with loonz :P x

haha
KRIS DARREN ZAK!

Haha yeah they'r all snooty
Love it Gabbles
Morish soonish plesio

Love it Gaby..x
Shes got blonde hair

They all do seen a little posh okay a lot posh!!

Carry on soon please

x

Thanks for the comments everybody
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Sienna's POV

“No no no.” I said, walking out of the bathroom, only for Jess to drag me back in.
“Clean it. Now.” She said, sternly.
“Why can’t you?!”
“Because I have to go to the bank and get some money out.” She smiled. I don’t believe she was going to use that as an excuse. The boat didn’t even leave to go to Spain for another 20 minutes. I huffed and folded my arms. I am not moving and I am definitely not cleaning the toilet.
“Clean it, Sienna!”
“You still have 20 minutes. You do it.” I told her, she got angry and stormed out of the hotel. I’m guessing this means I can leave too. I’m about to walk out of the door when I suddenly feel really guilty. I walk back into the bathroom, get my gloves on and begin to scrub. Gross.

Once Jess had been to the bank and had returned, she said I was free to leave the hotel and that she’d do the rest. Not that there was a lot to do. The hotel wasn’t really a hotel, it was probably the size of a B+B except you could stay longer. I quickly ran back down the hill and peered over the cliff to see Alia and Caitlin walking across the dockland. Obviously, they’ve just come back from Hueiva, the town in Spain the boat takes you to. Really, we should say we’re closer to Africa, which we are, but Spain has better shops and is more advanced, so we go there instead.
I lowered myself onto a small ledge that stuck out of the Cliff and called for Alia and Caitlin.
“Alia! Cait! Up here!”
They both tilted their heads to look and waved.
“Hey girl!” Alia said, walking towards the hill and waggling her hips.
“Y’alright chick?” Caitlin said, running up the small part of the hill and then climbing the rest as it was so steep.
They stopped when they finally got to the ledge and sat down.
“Your Mum hasn’t found out has she?” Alia said, looking out to sea.
“Nope.”
“So have you written to them?” Caitlin asked.
“Nope.” Was my reply, again.
“So when are you going to?”
“I don’t know.”
“What are you going to say?” Alia asked, looking at me excitedly.
“I don’t know!”
“Reckon they’ll come?!” She said, more excitedly, like she was on the verge of jumping up and down and clapping.
“I Don’t Know!!!” I shouted, making them both shut up. They looked back out to sea again, swinging their legs which were dangling over the edge. A few times Alia turned to me as though she was about to ask another question, but she thought better of it and didn’t. I stood up and started walking away.
“Sie? Where are you going?” Caitlin asked, jumping up and walking next to me.
“I don’t know. Maybe to go write the letters.” I muttered.
“Cool. Well, er, have fun.” She replied.
“What are you going to write?” Alia asked, but Caitlin hit her on the arm.
“Shut Up!” She whispered whilst Alia rubber her arm and looked upset.
“See you guys later.” I said, smiling.
“Bye.” They both said, as I ran in the direction of my house and climbed the wall. I went in through my window again and got my bag, a pen and some paper. I then climbed back out of the window and went up to the roof again. This was the one place that only I seemed to be able to get to. Alia and Caitlin have tried and failed, and Jess, well she probably could do it, but wouldn’t want to get dirty.
I put pen to paper and just wrote whatever came to my mind.

Dear Zak.
I know it’s been a long time since I last spoke to you, but I’ve changed since back then and I’d love to see you again. I have so many things to tell you and to talk to you about and it’d just be great if I could see you in person, rather than write it all in a letter. I live on a small island off the coast of Spain. It’s a private island so if you wish to come, you need a pass. You don’t need a big pass, just show the boat keeper this letter and it should be fine. I’ll tell you the details of how to get here in this letter, even if you don’t wish to come.
It has to be between the 12th and 17th of February. Although it sounds like it will be cold as it’s winter, it really isn’t.
You would have to get a plane to Hueiva, Spain. Then you would need to get a boat from Hueiva to this island. There is always a boat everyday, on the dot at every hour. This islands name is Krowlo. So make sure you get the right boat.
Don’t forget to show them this letter.
All my love.
Jess
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I copied the letter out 3 times for each person. I placed them into my bag and went back down into my room to find some envelopes and then I wrote the names of each person on a different envelope, followed by their address. I sealed the envelope and stuffed them in my bag again, running out of my room, through the house and out of the door. I then sprinted to the other side of the island where the post was just being collected.
“Excuse me! Excuse me!” I shouted, out of breath. “Excuse me!” I said, stopping the post man and handing him the letters which he looked at. “Please can you get these to England, to save me the trouble of having to go on the boat over to Hueiva and pay at the post office?” I asked, he looked at me blankly.
“Me no speak English.” He mustered. I translated what I had just said into Spanish and he smiled and told me that of course he would do that. I gave him the money needed and he was off on his little boat back to Hueiva. I suddenly felt nervous. I had just invited 3 of Jess’s old close friends to stay on the island and she knew nothing about it. But that’s not the worst part. The most nerve racking thing is the fact that one of them is my father.
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Please comment! x

Oooh!
Can't Wait For More!

that was really really gd..cant waittoread more x

I Love it Gaby..x
I can't wait till they arrive!! And we find out who her dad is.

Please write more soon

xx

Love it Gaby, really good. Sorry I haven't commented but I have been reading it- keep going, as I want more!

Bless Jess.

xx

Thanks for the comments everyone.
Caitlin you better be reading this NOW!
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Kris Fisher walked along the sea front, the sand falling between his toes. He had come to Spain when she had asked him to. He had with him the letter and he was definitely prepared to see her again. It had been 15 years and every now and then he got a text saying Happy Birthday, or Merry Christmas, but when he text back, she wouldn’t reply. Now was his chance to see her again. Sure, he had his own family now. 2 little girls and a 13 year old lad. But he no longer had a wife. They’d broken up 4 years ago now because he was still in love with the woman of his dreams. Jessica Florida Harris.

Zak Ramsey also walked along the sea front on this fine day, but he was on the other side of the ports, not knowing Kris was also there. The two hadn’t seen each other for 5 years now and had only kept in touch over Facebook. Little did they know that they were both waiting for a boat to take them to the same island, to see the same person. Zak had, tucked tightly in his pocket, the letter from Jess, which would let him get onto the island. He had done as she had requested and come at the time she had asked. He was so nervous. He hadn’t seen Jessica Harris for 16 years. 16 years since she had left Hollyoaks. He had known that Kris saw her the year after when he went searching for her, but she had told him that it was a mistake for him to come and never to find her again. He was so in love with her, and he was never allowed to tell her. Never allowed to be with her. Because she didn’t want it. Zak thought about how Kris should be the one here, not him. But Jess had invited Zak and he’d love to see her again. He made his way towards the docks to catch the next boat.

Darren Osbourne ran through the town of Hueiva hoping he wasn’t too late to catch the boat. He was still the exact same. Only caring for himself, not bothered if he hurts someone else’s feelings. He had only come here for the holiday and tan... He didn’t care that Jess had invited him. That woman was nothing to him. Not after she broke his heart. Sure, he was going to have to talk to her about it, but he thought that by the end of the week, they’d be friends. He ran across the road and saw that he still had 15 minutes until he had to get on the boat. He took off his ridiculous white sunglasses and sat down on a bench. His bright orange, Hawaiian shirt on which matched his fluorescent green knee length shorts. Every passer by looked at Darren in shock. He truly did look like a fool.

All 3 of them stepped onto the dockland at the same time. Each of them looked at the other confused but greeted each other like best mates. Zak and Kris were first to have a little reunion, followed by Zak and Darren, then Kris and Darren.
“What brings you here, mate?” Zak asked Kris and Darren.
“Jess Invited...” Kris and Darren both said, before trailing off when they realised they were both invited for the same reason. “Me...” Kris continued.
“Same.” Zak muttered, making them both turn to him in shock.
“Reckon anyone else is there?” Darren asked.
“Like who?” Zak also asked.
“Zoe, Sarah, Hannah...?” Kris replied.
“I don’t know. Jess didn’t exactly leave being best mates with anyone, did she?”
“No, I suppose not.” Darren continued.
“Darren, what the hell are you wearing?” Kris said, laughing.
“I could ask you the same thing, Franny.” He replied, pointing at Kris’s skirt, high heels, leggings and vest top. “I’m surprised you still wear that stuff. How old are you now? 37? 38?”
“36 actually.” Kris replied, smugly. Darren just laughed.
“Oi, Kris wouldn’t be Kris without his weird clothes choice.” Zak told him, starting to walk towards the boat. They got on the boat with no trouble after showing them the letters. Little did they know, that the boat crew had actually been told by Sienna that 3 men would appear with letters and that they must let them come on the island. Without Sienna ringing up, they would never have been let on.

They all stepped off the boat at the other end and looked at the island, amazed. This is where Jessica Harris had lived all these years... It was amazing. A beautiful exotic colour, with golden yellow sand and a blue turquoise sea.
“Wow.” Zak and Kris both said in amazement.
“Is this it?” Darren said, unimpressed.
“What do you mean ‘is this is’?” Kris asked.
“Well, it’s a little small.”
“It’s a private island!”
“Alright, alright. Don’t stress out.”
A young girl with long blonde hair approached all 3 of them. She smiled at them all and just stood before them. Any of them could be my dad She thought. She had only known these 3 were the right men by the way they were squabbling and the way Kris and Darren were dressed. She had read a lot of her mothers diary now and guessed that Darren would be the one wearing something ridiculous and Kris would be the cross-dresser. That left Zak who must be the third guy, the Liverpool supporter.
“Kris, Zak and Darren?” Sienna asked. All three of them stopped arguing and looked at the young girl that had just said their names.
“That’s us.” Darren said.
“Hello. I’m Sienna.” She said. None of them did anything so she continued. “Jess’s Daughter.”
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Please comment...x

(and darn you Caitlin, reading this in the morning... Pfft!)