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Feb 24, 2012 23:02:42 GMT -5
Post by onyxfyrefly on Feb 24, 2012 23:02:42 GMT -5
This is really interesting! I can't wait to see where it goes!
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Feb 25, 2012 1:57:36 GMT -5
Post by HburgEagle44 on Feb 25, 2012 1:57:36 GMT -5
Wow, she gave her identity up fast. But who wouldn't, to the wonderful people we call "the lads"? ; ) Update when you can, I really, really like this story! : )
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MsJessika :)
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Feb 26, 2012 17:56:32 GMT -5
Post by MsJessika :) on Feb 26, 2012 17:56:32 GMT -5
Off to a great start! Can't see what happens next!!
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Mar 6, 2012 17:26:23 GMT -5
Post by celticthundergirl on Mar 6, 2012 17:26:23 GMT -5
Thanks guys, it means a lot to me that you like my story. Sorry it's been a while. I'll try to have an update ready for you soon... Any guesses at what's gonna happen?
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Mar 7, 2012 1:26:22 GMT -5
No guesses. Well, some guesses. But I don't like revealing them update soon!!
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Mar 12, 2012 19:59:25 GMT -5
Post by celticthundergirl on Mar 12, 2012 19:59:25 GMT -5
Sorry it's such a short update and not very exciting but... It's all I had time for. Sorry for the long wait I'll try not to do that to you so much.
Damian’s P.O.V.
We sat there in silence. I guess both of us were thinking. Why hadn’t I seen it before? It was so obvious now that I knew. Her voice was too soft to be a boy’s. Now I knew part of the reason why I had felt something was different about her. My thoughts were interrupted by Sharon coming through the door. “Damian is it true?” she asked. Then she saw Annica sitting next to me. “Oh, you poor girl. Let’s get you fixed up, and then get you something to eat.” Annica slowly tried to stand but her knee gave out. Sharon helped her up and they disappeared behind the curtain to the girl’s section of the bus just as the mad rush came in. All the guys and girls arrived all talking at once. “Damian,” Nicole asked, “Is she ok?” I nodded. “Sharon’s with her now. Did the guys tell you what’s going on?” She nodded. “We’d better go help Sharon now. Come on girls.” All six girls, Zara, Nicole, Megan, Joyce, Charley, and Ruth disappeared behind the curtain as well. ~ Annica’s P.O.V.
I quickly finished my shower and then peeked out the bathroom door to see 6 girls as well as Sharon outside in the room. One of them with long dark hair walked over to me. “I’m Zara,” she smiled. “You can borrow some of my clothes for now. You’re taller than me but they should fit well enough.” I smiled. “Thanks,” I said gratefully. I went back into the bathroom and changed into the comfortable black pants and a t-shirt she had given me. I noticed that the shirt had a picture of the guys on it. It read 'Celtic Thunder' on top of the picture. Hmm I wonder if they’re some kind of band or something, I thought. Damian sure looks a lot younger.... I was greeted by the girls as I walked out into the room which I figured was the girl’s section of the bus. They smiled and introduced themselves. The one with the long black curly hair was Charley. The two that looked alike were Ruth and Joyce. Sisters I guessed. The blonde haired girl was Megan and the girl with shoulder length black hair was Nicole. Then there was Zara with her long dark brown hair and of course Sharon. “What’s with the t-shirt?” I asked. Sharon laughed. “The guys you saw out there are all members of a group of singers from Ireland called ‘Celtic Thunder’,” she said. These girls here are all musicians and singers or dancers for the group and I’m the producer. We’re on a tour of America now and the guys had just finished a concert last night when Damian and Paul found you.” “Oh, so you’re all famous?” I asked. “You might say that,” Ruth said smiling. “Now don’t you think we should get you something to eat so you can explain all this to us?” Sharon asked. I sighed. “I guess I’m going to have to aren’t I.” “Yup there’s no way out of it when Sharon has her mind set on something,” Charley said laughingly. We all walked back out into the main part of the bus to see the 6 guys and one other older man sitting there oblivious to our entrance. “That’s Phil Coulter our director and composer,” Joyce whispered to me. I nodded. I had heard of him before and had often played his songs on my instruments at home before… Well before everything. “Ahem,” Sharon started, “I think this young lady has some explaining to do to all of us.” Seven pairs of eyes darted our way. “So, you really are a girl.” Keith stated, looking me over. I couldn’t help but laugh at the expression on his face. “Yes Keith I am.” I glanced at Damian. He was looking at me as if he didn't know what to think. We sat down. “Now, first we’ll make breakfast and then you’ll explain,” Sharon said. I nodded. I couldn’t see any way out of it and I knew I’d feel better when I told them my story. Well maybe not everything... ~
~Please comment! I'd like to know if there's anything you think I should do differently or change. Any guesses about what's gonna happen? Thanks for reading and comment!
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Mar 12, 2012 20:24:07 GMT -5
Post by celticbear on Mar 12, 2012 20:24:07 GMT -5
Well Sharon took charge in your usual Mama Bear way! Love how the rest of the girls got into the act! And I understand how Annica is not going to tell them everything right now!
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Mar 13, 2012 16:59:27 GMT -5
Post by HburgEagle44 on Mar 13, 2012 16:59:27 GMT -5
Wow... haha, good update!! Hopefully Annica opens up Update again soon, please
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Mar 21, 2012 14:34:28 GMT -5
Post by celticthundergirl on Mar 21, 2012 14:34:28 GMT -5
C'mon guys I need more people to comment before I keep going!
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Mar 31, 2012 17:48:11 GMT -5
Post by celticthundergirl on Mar 31, 2012 17:48:11 GMT -5
Ok fine I'll update but I expect more comments next time or it could be a while! Annica’s P.O.V. I felt a little better after I had eaten a bit of eggs and toast. I felt rather uncomfortable with all the rest of them talking around me but I was glad they weren’t asking questions for the time being. I glanced at Damian for a moment and he met my gaze across the table. I quickly looked away, but in that brief instant, I thought I saw in his beautiful blue eyes caring and concern. No, I couldn’t have. But maybe, just maybe, I can trust him. No! I mentally scolded myself for thinking such things. Why should he care what I feel? But yet… “Annica, are you ready to talk now?” Sharon asked gently. I nodded. “Good, now everybody keep it down. We don’t want to make this any harder than it is.” Thank goodness for Sharon, I thought. “I’m not really sure where to start…” I started, taking a deep breath. Damian’s P. O. V. I already felt sorry for her and I don’t even know what she’s been through. I can only imagine what is going through her mind right now as she sits in front of us, a nervous look on her face. I suppose we were kind of intimidating but I couldn’t help but stare at her. She was beautiful even in the state she was in, her long golden blonde hair falling down her back. But it was her eyes that really drew me. For a moment when she looked at me, I could see reflected in them the pain and suffering she had gone through but then she quickly looked away. I don’t know why, but it hurt me to see that in her eyes. Underneath the stony appearance she puts on, I can see a girl who is fragile and has been hurt too many times. I just wish I could do something about it, maybe ease her pain a little and help her heal… Then Sharon interrupted my thoughts saying, “Annica, are you ready to talk now?” When she nodded, Sharon continued, “Good, now everybody, keep it down. We don’t want to make this any harder for her than it already is.” I saw a relieved look cross her face at that statement. Then she spoke. “I’m not really sure where to start…” “Well you could start by telling us why you pretended to be a boy,” Paul said. “I mean we never would have left you alone in the first place, especially if we had known you were a girl,” he said glancing at me. “Well then I guess I’ll just have to start at the beginning,” she said, keeping her eyes focused on the table in front of her, not meeting our eyes. “It all started a few years back. My dad was always gone for work. He was a detective for the police. My mother and I had to stay home alone. Then, she was diagnosed with cancer. She died within 4 months,” she paused. I could tell she was struggling to keep the tears down, and my heart went out to her. “Then what happened?” George asked gently. “Well, my dad stayed at home and everything was relatively fine for a few years but then a few weeks after school let out, he was in an accident and died at the scene. I never even got to say goodbye…” She paused for a moment. I could tell it hurt her to talk about this. She continued. “I stayed at home at first and it wasn’t so bad for a while. Nobody really showed up around the house. I tried to find a job but no one needed help so I just stayed at home. After a few months, I started getting weird phone calls and notes. Then one night, I was sleeping with the window open because of the heat. I woke up and heard a noise outside. I could see the outline of someone but I couldn’t get a good look at him. He talked to me then and said that I had better not leave the house because he would be watching and would follow me. He said that he would make me pay for what my father did to him. I had no idea what he meant, I still don’t, but anyway, I was all out of money by then and I kinda freaked out. I didn’t know what to do so I dressed up like a boy, hoping that it would make me harder to find, grabbed a few things, and then I left. I wandered around and played my fiddle, making a little bit of money here and there. I couldn’t go back home because he might have been there waiting but, since he already found me last night anyways…I guess I might as well just go back So you see, I had to pretend to be a boy because I didn’t know if I could trust you... or anyone else.” “No,” I said firmly. “I…We aren’t letting you go back there by yourself. We’ll go with you and you can get some of your things and then you can come with us…right Sharon, Phil?” Sharon nodded. “Of course.” “Thank you all so much for taking care of me but I couldn’t…” “No arguing,” George said firmly. “You’ll come with us.” I’m not sure but I still think she’s hiding something. I don’t want to push her to tell us yet, but maybe she’ll open up to us in time… ~
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Mar 31, 2012 19:35:01 GMT -5
Post by HburgEagle44 on Mar 31, 2012 19:35:01 GMT -5
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Mar 31, 2012 20:58:16 GMT -5
Post by celticbear on Mar 31, 2012 20:58:16 GMT -5
Glad Annica told the lads the parts of the story she was willing to reveal. In time she will learn to trust Damo,Sharon and the Lads and when that happens she will tell them the rest of the story! And if that creep is still around he will now have to get through SHARON,THE LADS, AND THE ENTIRE CT CREW AND SECURITY TO GET TO ANNICA! THAT BAD GUY HAS NO IDEA WHAT HE IS IN FOR!
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Apr 2, 2012 22:13:59 GMT -5
Post by celticthundergirl on Apr 2, 2012 22:13:59 GMT -5
Don't worry, I'll update as soon as I have time. I'm kinda busy lately with working and all. I will finish this story even if it takes a while. I have a feeling this story will last a while...
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Apr 5, 2012 21:00:35 GMT -5
Post by celticthundergirl on Apr 5, 2012 21:00:35 GMT -5
~All right here you go. Sorry it's kinda short but hopefully it's a little more exciting than the last one!~
Annica’s P.O.V.
I nodded too overwhelmed to say anything. “Don’t you have any other family?” Ryan asked. I shook my head. “No, not that I know of anyway.” Nobody spoke for a while and then Phil stood up. After asking me where I lived, or used to live, he went and told the driver where to go. Then he came back and said, “All right. Listen up because I’m only going to say this once. We’ll stop at Annica’s house and Sharon, Annica, Charley, Megan, and I will go inside. Girls, you can help her get some of her things together. The rest of you will stay here. You are not to leave the bus for any reason unless you see somebody coming. Understood?” Everyone nodded, but suddenly to my surprise Damian said “Phil, do you mind if I go inside too? If Annica doesn’t mind that is.” I held my breath and hoped desperately that Phil would say yes. I don’t know what it is, but when Damian’s around, I feel safe. “Do you mind Annica?” Phil asked me gently. I shook my head, relieved. “Alright, Damian can go in with us but the rest of you stay out here and don’t let anyone in the house.” They all nodded. After we finally got everything figured out, I went and sat down on the couch. Damian brought the puppy back inside and handed her to me. Then, we were on are way. Sitting there, I stoked the puppy’s soft fur and just thought about all that had happened in the last 24 hours. I didn’t deserve this but here I was with these people. Somehow I had a feeling everything would be alright. I just hoped I wouldn’t be proved wrong... ~ A few hours later, we drove up the winding driveway to my house. It looked just as I remembered it. As we approached the house, I began to get nervous. Damian came and sat next to me. “How’re you doing?” He asked gently. “Ok I guess. I’m just kind of scared to go inside,” I admitted. He nodded. “Don’t worry. We’ll be with you the whole time.” “Thanks. That means a lot to me.” The bus stopped and Phil approached. “You two ready?” He asked. We both nodded and stood. Taking a deep breath, I left the safety of the bus and walked outside accompanied by Charley, Megan, Sharon, Phil, and Damian who stayed close by my side. I was grateful for his presence. We walked into the garage and I checked to make sure the spare key was where it should be. Thankfully it was and I inserted it into the lock. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open. Everything seemed normal, in the kitchen anyways. I started to step inside but was stopped by a hand on my arm. Damian gently pulled me back and walked in ahead of me looking around to make sure nobody was there. I followed, the rest of them coming in behind me. As we walked into the living room, I gasped. Almost everything had been overturned and searched through. Thankfully nothing had been broken. The rest of the house was the same thing, everything moved and looked through but nothing was missing as far as I could tell. I had taken the most valuable things with me. I approached my bedroom door, my hand on the knob. “Do you want us to go in with you or do you want to be alone?" Sharon asked gently. “I’d rather go by myself first,” I answered quietly. She nodded. I walked through the door and looked around. It was exactly as I had left it. Nothing had been touched. All my drawings were still on the walls and my bed was unmade just as I had left it. Then I saw it. A note taped to the window. I gasped and stepped forward to look closer. It read Remember, I’ll be watching. I took it with shaking fingers and stepped back, bumping into someone. I whirled around thinking the worst. Damian. I breathed a sigh of relief. “What’s wrong? Why did you scream?” He asked. I didn’t remember screaming but I must have without knowing it. Shaking, I showed him the note. Taking it, he read through it quickly and then looked at me. I had never seen him look so angry. Blue eyes flashing, he took my arm and led me out of the room. “What’s the matter?” Sharon asked us. I couldn’t answer, I was shaking so badly. Damian just handed her the note and led me to the living room. Setting me down gently on the couch he went back to talk to the rest of them. I could faintly hear them talking in the kitchen. Suddenly I had a horrible feeling that things weren’t getting better at all. Everything was just getting worse. ~
~Thanks for reading and please comment! Let me know what you think good or bad.~
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Apr 5, 2012 21:07:16 GMT -5
Post by celticbear on Apr 5, 2012 21:07:16 GMT -5
NOW THAT CREEP HAS DONE IT! SHARON AND PHIL ARE ON THE WAR PATH NOW! WITH ANICA NOW PART OF THE CT FAMILY,SHARON IS GOING TO PROTECT HER LIKE CRAZY! SO GLAD THEY WENT WITH HER INTO THE HOUSE!
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