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Post by pfieffer on Aug 20, 2009 22:18:26 GMT -5
Sitting in the back of the car Marie, was trying not to cry. She was eight, and leaving all her friends behind. They were moving, to Dublin, from The Moy. She was not happy. They were moving cause her mom was getting re married. Marie did not want to move.
Three days earlier, Marie was getting ready to do something really hard. She had to say goodbye to her best friend ever. Plus on top of that go to her last practice.
"Sweetie, it's time to go." Her mom called.
Marie walked to the car. They drove to the field. All the while Marie could feel the tears building up inside. Her mom let her. Her coach knew this would be her last practice. Marie decided to tell her team mates at the end of it all. Practice was over to quickly for Marie. The coach gathered the team.
"Lassies, Marie has some sad news."
"I am moving to Dublin." Marie started to cry.
"What?!" was the teams reaction.
"We will miss ya Marie." The coach said, giving her a huge hug.
A honk from the parking lot, it was Marie's mom. "Guys, I have to go. Bye." She took a while. She hugged all her team mates.
Marie slowly walked to the car. She got in the back seat, holding back tears. Now she was doing the hardest thing ever. She had to say goodbye to her best friend ever. They had known each other since they were very little. Their mom's were friends since before both of them were born. The car drove down the winding roads of The Moy. The sun which had been out hid itself. It started to thunder.
"We're here." Her mom gulped.
Marie busted out in tears. "I can't say goodbye to him. I just can't."
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Post by pfieffer on Aug 21, 2009 21:24:47 GMT -5
"Yes you can." Her mom said getting out of the car. Marie got out as well.
They walked up the sidewalk to the front door. Her mom knocked.
Opening the door, was the young face of Marie's best friend, who did not know that she was moving. Marie hated being the one to tell him. She had asked her mother so many times to do it for her. But her mom refused.
"Come on in." Her best friend said.
Marie and her mom walked into the doorway. They were greeted by the smiling yet concerned face of Marie's mom's best friend.
"So…" Marie started. "How are you?" She did not want to just go out and till him. It would break his heart. She could never do such a thing.
"I'm fine." He replied.
"I have to tell you something."
He was smiling, it was a cute smile. Marie had always had a little crush on him. But she knew he never felt the same. But either way she would be hurting her best friend. "Shoot." He stated.
"Well, umm. Er ya see. I am moving."
He shot up, "WHAT!? NO! That's not fair."
"I know, I'm sorry, but I had know choice. My mom…"
That is all she had to say, "Your mom. You know sometimes… I wish our mom's never knew each other."
With that being said, Marie started to cry, "Mom, let's go."
Marie and Her mom left, leaving behind a very disappointed mom, and son behind.
"Mom, it's not fair." He said crying. "Why her? I don't want her to leave."
"I know, I know." His mom comforted. But then his mom got very upset, "You did not have to treat her like that though. That is the last time she will see you for who knows how long."
"Mom, I messed up."
"It's okay. Maybe you can apologize, before she leaves."
"I hope so."
The day of the move had come. Marie had packed up everything and, was now in the backseat, trying oh so hard not to cry.
They were pulling out of the driveway as Marie's friend walked up. He was to late. He sat on the ground and started to cry.
She knew nothing of her new dad. They drive to the new house in Dublin seemed to take an eternity.
"We are here, Marie." Her mom said, as she helped her out of the car.
Before they could even get to the front door, a little boy came running out of the front house followed by a man, who ran to Marie's mom. She assumed this man was going to marry her mom. But who was this little boy.
The boy suddenly appeared in front of her, "Hi, I am..."
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Post by pfieffer on Aug 23, 2009 0:57:37 GMT -5
"Paul, Byrom."
"Hi Paul, I'm Marie."
"Your going to be my new sister."
Marie was rolling her eyes in her mind, Paul was a tad bit annoying, but the fun loving energy about him, made her be able to put up with it.
Marie was now twelve. So was Paul. Paul had a beautiful voice, and was starting to make a career. Marie however had kept doing the sport she loved when she still lived in the Moy. But every time she stepped on the field and took her position in the goal she could not help but think of the young boy she left behind. There was not a day that went by that she did not think of her best friend, the man that was always there for her.
Marie was now 29, so was Paul. They had gotten really close over the years. Paul was in music group. And they were filming a show. Marie wanted to go so badly, but her team had made it to the finals and she was gone on both nights.
Marie was heading to her parent's house, to celebrate, Paul's success. She parked her car. As she got out, Paul was getting out of his car. She ran to him, and gave him a huge hug. "Paul I am so sorry, I was not able to see you perform. But I have no doubt in my mind that you were amazing."
"Thanks sis. Come on." He put his arm around her and they walked into the house.
The entire time Paul went on about how great the guys were. Marie was smiling she wished she could have gone. It sounded so great.
Then Marie thought of something, she had never thought of before, "Mom, do you keep in touch with your best friend still?"
"Not really we lost touch after the move? Why do you ask?"
"Well I was thinking we could invite them over, and they could meet Paul and dad. I think they would like that. I mean they both loved to sing."
"Well, that is a good idea, maybe I will look her up."
"So did you meet any of the other singers and their families their?" Marie asked
"Yes." Paul's dad replied, "We met the McGintys the Donaldsons and the Harkins, we had to rush home before we could me the last family."
"But from stage, one of them looked like an older version of your friend; they even had the same name to. Ryan Kelly."
"That's weird." Marie laughed, as she blew the thought off.
While the three of them were talking Paul was listening soaking it all in, connecting the dots that seemed to be their.
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Post by pfieffer on Aug 23, 2009 22:25:37 GMT -5
A year had passed and sadly Marie had not yet seen a Celtic Thunder show, or any pictures. Her team had gotten very good, and took up most of her time. Paul had gotten back from the second tour of Celtic Thunder.
"Hey, since you have yet see a show, why don't you come down to the studio and meet me mates. It is not right for them to be kept from such a beautiful girl." Paul suggested, one Monday at breakfast. Both he and Marie were visiting their loving parents.
Marie, blushed, and then hit Paul for the beautiful girl comment. "Sure" She accepted the offer.
Paul had something up his sleeve. He wanted to see, if she knew Ryan. It was strange how her mom made that comment. He was sure it was a coincidence; there were millions of Ryan Kellys in Ireland. But he also wanted Marie to meet some of his great friends,
They both finished breakfast, and hopped into Paul's white Jetta, and went to the studio. Marie got out and immediately plugged her nose. Paul just laughed, "You'll get used to the smell."
They walked inside. There were to people their, a blond woman and an older man. Now Marie new who the older man was, everyone in Ireland who knew anything about anything knew who he was.
"Sharon, Phil. This is me sis Marie."
"Hi Marie." They both said.
"Hi." Marie responded.
"So have you heard any of their stuff?" Sharon asked.
Before Marie could answer Paul did so for her, "No, she is pretty big with the gealic football and everything. She was at the finals, and was unable to go to the first show. And well now this is her first chance to see us and all, do to gealic football."
Marie added, "Paul has told me so much, I have wanted to see them so badly. Believe me, every time Paul comes home looking so happy it makes me want to see the show even more."
"Some one related to Paul has not seen the show." A deep young voice asked. He was in the dark, but walked into the light of where everyone else was.
"Hi, I'm Marie Paul's sister."
"Hello, I met your family, I am Damian, Damian Mc Ginty."
"Hi Damian, umm, I don't want to offend you but how old are you?" Marie honestly could not tell, He was tall, but had a young face. And those eyes, boy, they took her by surprise.
Everyone laughed as Damian answered making fun of himself, "I am the youngest member of Celtic Thunder at sixteen." He then whispered to Marie, "Paul acts a lot younger though… I think you know what I mean."
Marie laughed at the comment, "I know exactly what you mean."
Paul gave them both a glare as the laughing continued, "Did the party start without me?" Another voice asked.
The man walked in, He had blond shaggy hair, and eyes that reflected the ocean. "Nope it can now officially begin mate." Damian said, "Oh, Keith, this is Marie, Paul's sister."
"Hi Keith." Marie said sheepishly.
"Hello. Glad to finally no the name of Paul's mysterious sister." Keith and Marie both laughed.
"So where are you from?"
"Well I am from Derry, and I love to surf."
"I am from Derry to, accept football is more my thing." Damian added.
"So cool that is close to where I am originally from." Everyone's but Paul's eyebrows raised. "Oh well you see, my mom divorced me dad and Married Paul's dad."
An understanding look came from everyone. Just then a humming was heard. And George appeared, "Hello all. And who are you?" He asked looking at Marie.
The group replied, "Paul's sister."
"I see." George was slowly backing away, he still had a sore arm from Paul's last wind up.
Damian noticed and whispered, "Don't worry mate, no blood relation." A sigh of relief came across George's face, as he moved backed to his original spot.
Paul who had heard Damian's little comment just charged after him.
"Do you get this a lot?" George asked Marie.
"Oh yes." Marie replied. George laughed.
Damian ran closer to the entrance which was down the hallway away from every one. Paul had followed. Just as Paul was going to get Damian, Ryan came in and bumped into Paul. This allowed Damian to get away.
"Hi Ryan, I must go catch a little rat." Paul said running off to catch Damian.
Ryan just laughed and proceeded to walk down the hallway. He soon joined the others. "Hey Ryan" Keith said.
"Hey Keith." Ryan replied.
At the sound of his voice Marie turned around.
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Post by pfieffer on Aug 24, 2009 22:58:41 GMT -5
since ig and db asked, here is the second to last post... then the best ending ever... in my opinion . Both had shock on their faces, "Marie Claire McHallister." "Ryan John Kelly?!? Oh my goodness, I can't believe it." Marie ran and hugged her childhood friend. He looked the exact same just older. "It has been so long. What are you doing here?" Ryan asked. Everyone in the room had the most puzzled look. Paul and Damian had joined them by now. "Wait; can you explain to me what's going on?" Keith asked he was very confused. "Sure." Marie said, "Before I moved to Dublin, I lived in the Moy. Ryan and I were best friends, are moms were friends before we were born. We lost touch when I moved…" She paused the memory of the day when she said good by hit a nerve. "I did not know my dad was Paul's dad. And I did not know Paul was going to be my brother. I could not go to any of the shows, because my gealic football team is doing very well, we were in the finals when you filmed the first show. And well Paul invited me today, cause he thought it was a good idea for me to meet ya. He doesn't stop talking about ya." The guys understood. "Um, Marie, I'm sorry for the way I acted that day. I tried to apologize before you left but I was to late." "It's okay. The news was hard. I hated having to tell ya. Believe I wanted my mom to tell you, but she refused." "Marie it is okay, I was eight and immature. After you left, I knew I had messed up by yelling." They had both forgiven each other, "Not to be rude, and ruin this happy mushy reunion, but Ryan we have to record." Keith said. Ryan laughed, and went into the booth. Marie sat on the couch next to Damian. They were just recording in the morning Sharon had given the guys the afternoon off. Damian and Keith were going to go bowling. Paul went along with them. George went to the hotel he was staying at and talked with his wife. Ryan and Marie had a lot of catching up to do. They got in Ryan's car, and drove to a nearby pub. They went in and ordered. "It has been so long." Ryan said. "I know. I can't believe we lost touch." As Marie was saying this she noticed the older and more mature Ryan. She still saw her eight year old Ryan in their, but framing it was a real man. Marie noticed the voice was deeper but it was still rustic sounding, it seemed to have Ireland's history carved into it. His hair got darker too, it looked like dark chocolate. His eyes though, they were unchanged they were the deep pools covered with a thin sheet of ice. They could see every thought you were thinking. Thinking all this Marie had grown silent, "What ya thinking about?" Ryan asked, those eyes looking so kindly at her. "Just about everything that we missed in each others lives." Marie replied with a sad look on her face. "I know." Ryan comforted, He looked at Marie, she had not changed, except that she got taller. Her chocolate brown hair with tiny hints of red in always seemed to flow as if it were windy even though there was no wind. The waves and length of it was perfect. Her eyes were green with a grey ring around the outside, they made Ryan melt. Her smile was bright and perfect. While Ryan was drooling over Marie, their food came. They both ate. They were staring at each other. They finished their meal and Ryan paid, all the while, the young love they had for each other so long ago, was starting ignite. Ryan took her to their parent's house. All Marie could think about was Ryan, and all Ryan could think about was Marie. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE COMMENT and tell me what ya think. love ya
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Post by pfieffer on Aug 26, 2009 20:44:13 GMT -5
EPILOGUE:
Yet another year had passed, and Marie finally saw a Celtic Thunder show, it was Storm. After the show, Ryan called her up so he could give her flowers. Marie was thrilled, she smelled the flowers. She looked at them and as she was, she noticed a diamond ring, tied to one of them. Right then Ryan dropped to his knee. "Marie." He started. Marie started to tear up, the entire audience was focused on them. "I loved you from a very young age. I thought of you every day. When you left I was broken. But somehow you appeared again in my life. I like to think fate had a hand in it. All I have to say, I had a Young Love, but it is no more, because it blossomed into a love that is indescribable. Marie Claire McHallister the name I have always known you by, Will you marry me?"
Marie was crying now, she was speechless; she was going to reply with a simple answer, the simplest of them all. She thought it was best. Words could not describe all she was feeling; besides Ryan knew how she was feeling they had a connection, one that was never broken, just one that was forgotten for a while. He waited he was sweating he wanted her to reply. The audience and members of Celtic Thunder anxiously awaited the answer.
Marie answered, so only Ryan could hear, "Yes." And with that Ryan leaped off the stage, and kissed her. Everyone clapped. But for Ryan and Marie they could not hear it. For Ryan and Marie, the world slowed down, and they were the only two in it. For Ryan and Marie, their young love, was no more.
THE END
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