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My Luck
Mar 4, 2010 14:56:24 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Mar 4, 2010 14:56:24 GMT -5
written by Dancergurl (aka Luv Celtic Thunder) and swimgurl96. This is based off of a book called Prada and Prejudice (with a Celtic Thunder twist of course) Hope you like it!
"Lexie, where are you?!" My mom bellows. "Sorry! I'm on my way. I got held up at singing club," I cry. "Well, you'd better hurry, your father and i are having to close an entry." "Sorry, I'm almost there." i hang up and stuff my phone in my purse while trying to eat a sandwich. I'm on my way to the Arena my dad owns because my mom volunteered me to work tonight (choosing today at 3:oo to tell me) I make my way to the employee parking lot behind the arena where the buses and RVs to whoever's concert is tonight. "Celtic Thunder" is what they say. Whatever that is. i park my little red bug next to my dad's 2010 Camaro cramming the last of my sandwich in my mouth. "I'll take the shortcut..." i mumble to myself. i run up the stairs digging in my purse for my identification card. i walk up to the security gourd blocking the way. "Identify yourself, please." I hold up my the card hanging around my neck. "Hey, miss Lexie!!" "Hey, Dylan." "You'd better get going, your mama isn't to happy your late," he says letting me pass. "Thanks...-night!" I run past the dressing rooms and see 5 people standing outside talking. "Hello, lass, where are you off to in such a hurry?" says a bald guy. he's got a thick accent-Scottish i think. "Oh, i'm late for my job. Are y'all Celtic Thunder??" "Yes, all of us." he says, indicating all of the guys. A chorus of thick Irish accented 'Hi's' and 'hello's' go around. It's dark so i can't really make out their features but one's really tall and has dark hair and his baby blue eyes are sparkling in the moonlight. One looks like he just stepped out of a magazine with his hair all product. The other has the surfer dude look. And, my favorite, the one in all black. can't tell what colour his eyes are because every time he moves they look a different colour. "You must be Alexa-" the guy who looks about 17 starts, "Lexie," I interrupt. "-Right. Lexie. Your mom same out a few minutes ago ranting on about how your never on time and that you should be here by no-" the blond guy stomps on his foot. He stops talking and blushes. "Well, I'd love to stay and talk but my mom is probably ready to scream with annoyance." "Bye," they all chorus again. I run up the stairs towards the door to the arena. i reach for the door is already opening. And fast. Everything is moving in slow motion but before i can move it swings and knocks me in the head knocking me back down the stairs. I finally stop sliding down and i hold my head where it throbs. It comes away wet and sticky. I open my eyes but all I see are fuzzy images so i close my eyes. My senses only seem to be working one at a time. I hear running and a woman screaming, Someone's yelling "911, get 911!" From very far away I hear someone else bellowing, "Check her pulse!" And then it all goes black.
I opened my eyes and groaned, why did I have to be so clumsy (Of course it wasn't my fault... this time) I sat up and looked around, Whoa this was not the Arena, I was lying in a dirty courtyard surrounded by mud, I got to my feet and heard a concerned voice "Miss are you alright?" I turned around, A boy about 17 was standing there (he looked exactly like the boy from Celtic Thunder back in the Arena), I looked at his clothing (1700's or 1800's... at least) "Umm... Not exactly, where am I?" he looked puzzled "You are at the Swinson Mansion" I frowned "Uhh... where the heck is Swinson Mansion?" he looked shocked "Swinson Mansion is in London". I gaped at him "What?! Last time I checked I was in Michigan, United States" he cocked his head "Where is Michigan?" My mouth dropped "You don't know where Michigan is?" he shook his head then grinned helpfully, "I guess I don't, But if this helps any I do know what the United States are" I groaned "Not to be mean, but that doesn't help at all, by the way, why are you wearing that kind of clothes?" he frowned and looked down at his clothes "What's wrong with them?" I laughed "Well, there kind of ridiculous looking" he kept looking at his clothes "They are not! I bought them just yesterday, with my pay" I laughed again "Seriously, is there some kind of play going on?" he looked up and glared "No, you really shouldn't be talking about someones clothes (when they are perfectly fine) because yours are ridiculous!" I huffed "Excuse me, I just bought these a week ago, anyway they are way better than yours, at least mine look like they came from the 21st century! Unlike someone else I know" he raised his eyebrow "What did you say?", I grinned "Can't you take a decent insult?" he shook his head "No, about the part in the 21st century" I tilted my head "What about it?" he chuckled "Well it just sounded like you said you lived in the 21st century" I laughed "Well don't you?" he looked at me in shock "Ummm... no, this is the 19th century the 21st century hasn't even happened" I gaped at him "What?!" he looked at me "Your in the 19th century, 1822, year of our Lord" I looked at him "Catch me" and fainted. I woke up and mentally slapped myself on the head, well at least I thought I did, because someone said "Miss, why did you just slap your forehead?" I sat up and saw the same boy from before "Uhh... its a custom in America to slap your forehead everytime you wake up from a faint" he raised his eyebrow "Really? My sister went to America and she didn't mention any of that" I gulped "Well... it's not a very common custom" he looked skeptical, "Uh-huh, right" I blushed "Okay, they don't slap there head when they wake up from a faint, that's just me" he nodded "That's what I thought" I looked at my hands "Umm... not to be rude but how did you carry me up here?" he smiled "I didn't, Alec did" I looked up "Who?" he moved aside "Alec Black" I looked at the guy who was standing behind him, (He was a exact replica of the guy from Celtic Thunder who's eyes changed color in the Arena) "Ummm... Uhh..." the boy laughed "I'm sorry, what did you say?" I glared at him "I asked you what your name was" he grinned "It's Joshua Pin, I'm a stable boy here, Alec is a merchant" I looked at Alec "Thank you for helping me up here" he looked at me (Gasp! his eyes...) "No problem miss... I'm afraid I don't know your name" I almost hit my head again "Ummm my name is Alexa Henson, but since I don't like that name you can call me Lexie" he smiled "Then no problem Miss Lexie Henson" I giggled "You can just call me Lexie" he nodded "I think I'll just stick with Miss Lexie, now where do you come from?" I sighed "Well, I come from Michigan, United States" he raised his eyebrow "How did you get here?" I took a shaky breath "I have no idea, I fell down a flight of stairs and now I'm in 18th century London" at that I started sobbing (In front of the hottest guy on earth) I heard him mutter something then he walked over to me "What do you mean 18th century London, isn't it the 18th century in America? I know we have different times, but not that different" I half smiled through my tears "No it's not that, a few hours ago I was in 21st century America" he looked at Joshua and looked back at me "Did you hit your head hard when you fell down those stairs?" I sniffled "Obviously, otherwise I wouldn't be here in 18th century London" he sat on the edge of my bed "I think we need to get you to a physician, because 21st century has still yet to come" I rubbed my nose "Oh great, it would be me who has to go back in time" he looked at Joshua "How did you find her again?" he raised his eyebrow "I was cleaning a stall and I turned around and she was lying there" I looked back and forth at them "Uhh. Hello I am here" they both looked at me and started whispering. After a few minutes Alec looked up and said "We have decided since you probably got a little knock on you head when you passed out, we will take you to a physician and see if you have a concussion" My mouth dropped open "You don't believe me?" Joshua raised his eyebrow "Well, you kind of said you are from the 21st century, when the 21st century hasn't even happened" I glared at them "Then explain my clothes" they both glanced at my clothes, Alec looked at me "You could have gotten those anywhere" I got mad "You are not taking me to some crackpot doctor or physician just because I say I come from the 21st century! (Which I do!)" they both looked startled at my outburst. I got off the bed "I am fine" and walked out of the room and ran into someone. I looked at who I ran into, a tall man with brown hair looked down at me "You might want to watch were your going Miss" I blushed "I seem to be doing that lately" he smiled "Hi, I'm Bryan O'Kelly, may I ask who you are?" I nodded "Yes you may, My name is Alexa Henson, but everyone calls me Lexie" he grinned "A beautiful name for a beautiful young lady" I blushed again "Thank you..." he looked behind me and frowned "I'm sorry Alec is she your property? You know how pretty young ladies like Lexie here always make me fall hard" I looked behind me "Oh, it's you." Alec smiled "Yes, it is me. To answer you're question Bryan, she is not my property... yet" my mouth dropped open "What?! I will never be your property!" I walked up to his smug face and slapped him... hard.
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My Luck
Mar 12, 2010 16:04:59 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Mar 12, 2010 16:04:59 GMT -5
Ok, here's more. Sorry it took me so long!! Hope you like it!
"What?! I will never be your property!" I walked up to his smug face and slapped him... hard.He reeled back, and then said "I get that a lot." I narrowed my eyes, "Well I am a free woman, always will be," and raised my hand to slap him again but he jumped back, "Oh no, not again!" I walked up to him and said "Well, then don't tell me that I will be your property." He glared "Hm, maybe you did hit your head harder than we thought." I raised my hand to slap him yet again but he grabbed my arm. "Even if this is another American custom, it's not a custom in London so please stop." I tried to jerk my hand out of his death grip but he held on. "What is your problem?!" I asked. He scowled, "I was going to be nice, but since your not being nice, I'm not, so I'm going to take you to the master." I struggled against his grip "If you don't let me go, on the count of three, you're going to wish you had never been born!" he just glared again, and tightened his grip. "That's a statement coming from you, the pickle you've gotten yourself in." I glared at him "1... 2... 3..." I stomped on his foot. He jumped and I yanked myself out of his grasp. "Are you just out to hurt me?" I nodded, "Yes, but I wouldn't hurt you so much if you would be polite!! Normal people in the 21st century don't keep girls as 'their property!'" Out of the corner of my eye i see Joshua sigh. Bryan looks puzzled. "Miss Lexie, we live in the 18th century." I groan. "I know, but..." Alec interrupts, "She thinks she-" "I do not think!! It really happened!" Alec glares, Joshua sighs again, and Bryan continues to look confused. Joshua starts to talk, "She says that she fell down a flight of stairs in 'Michigan, United States' and that when she woke up she was somehow here." I don't think that helped Bryan much. In fact, he looks even more confused. "But that's impossible, we live in the 18th century," "Yes, we've covered this..." I say holding my head and sitting back down on the bed. "We need to get a physician," Bryan whispers to the other to. "I'm not crazy!! It really happened!!" We didn't say that," Joshua comforted while Alec said (more like yelled)," You are crazy, since you're yelling and you've slapped me countless times and that you think you're from a century that hasn't even hap-" "Would you please quiet down! The Master can hear you from upstairs," says a completely different voice. We all turn around. "Ah, Daniel, sorry. We just have a little problem here." Alec says glaring at me. "I'm not a 'little problem' and would you stop glaring at me?!" "Please, Miss, stop rising your voice!" says the blond guy that just came in. (Deja vu, again. He looks like the blond guy from the arena). I looked at the guy named Daniel, "Keep your big nose out of this!" he raised both eyebrows "What did you say?" I sat up "You heard me." I got up, "Now if you rude men don't mind, I am leaving!" The all made a mad dash to block the door. "YOU are not going anywhere!" Alec said. I pushed past them "Watch me," and I sauntered past them, Alec caught me "Watch you get taken to the Master? Gladly." He smirked and dragged me up the stairs, I shrieked "Let me go, you big bully!" Daniel winced and hissed "Be quite." But Alec wouldn't let go. He dragged me down the hallway and up a staircase. I glared at him and yelled as loud as I could but he wouldn't let go. He kept on dragging me but stopped in front of a elaborately decorated door. I stopped yelling. Alec knocked. I heard a voice say "Come in." My eyes widened, "I thought you were bluffing." Alec looked down at me and grinned "Ohh, darling you have a lot to learn about me. Lesson number one- I never bluff." He opened the door and dragged me inside.
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My Luck
Mar 27, 2010 13:38:05 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Mar 27, 2010 13:38:05 GMT -5
Okay. I've finally got a post! I hope you like it.
He opened the door and dragged me inside. It was a very large study with a desk and a very elaborate chair and in that chair was an attractive older man with a woman (I'm assuming his wife) and a young girl standing next to him. "Oh, hello Alec." "Hello, Master, I've brought a young lady who thinks she is from the 21st century when really she just knocked her head really hard when she fell down, the one who was making all the noise." The man nodded "Ahh... the one who was disturbing me?" He looked at me, "Excuse me for being so rude but my name is Richard Swinson, the owner of this manor, and these to lovely young ladies who are standing next to me-" (at this the older one blushed and muttered something) "-are my wife and my Daughter, Catherine Swinson and Elizabeth Swinson." The little girl jumps up out of her seat and bounces over to me. "Why is Alec holding you like that? Where did you get those clothes? What's your name? What's your-" "Elizabeth, where are your manners?" Catherine says. I smiled "It's alright, at least someone in this house cares enough to ask me something about myself." I glared pointedly at Alec, "To answer you questions Elizabeth, the reason is Alec is holding me like this is because he is a big fat meanie." (I put emphasis on fat) "I got these clothes from Wall-Mart, My name is Alexa Henson but everyone calls me Lexie, anymore questions?" She looks puzzled. "Where did you say your you got your clothes from?" "Wal-mart. Why? Is that a problem?" She shakes her head. "No, I've just never heard of that seamstress." "It's not a semst-" "Let's continue this conversation some other time, please," says Richard. "Elizabeth, please sit down. Miss Alexa-" "Lexie," I interrupt. He just looks at me. And looks at me. And looks at me. I shiver. He's obviously not the type of person to be interrupted. "I mean, I like to be called Lexie if you don't mind. Sir." I add. I could have almost sworn the edges of his mouth drew up in a faint smile but... I'm not really sure about anything at the moment. "Yes, Miss Lexie, I would like it if you would quiet down. You were interrupting a family tea." "Sorry," I say. He nods, "It's alright, just be sure you don't interrupt any more." I nodded. "So, what were you saying the 21st century, Alec?" Catherine asks. "She thinks she's fr-" "I DON'T THINK!! IT REALLY HAPPENED!!" "Quiet, Miss Lexie." Catherine says. I blushed "Well, I didn't think it happened because it really did happen." "Why don't you explain to us you situation." Catherine asks. She points to a chair and I plop down. Alec just back up to the wall and practically disappears into the darkness. (Creepiness...) I took a deep breath, "Okay, it all started when I was going to do some volunteer work for my Dad's business..." I tell them the whole story until where I woke up the second time. After I finished my story, it was really quiet, and to break the silence Catherine cleared her throat "Ummm... interesting story Miss Lexie, but your saying you really came from the future?" I sighed "Yes, I really come from the future." I sat back in my chair, my hair falling over my face. "Well, how do you think you can get back to the future?" Catherine asks. "I don't know." I mumble. "Well, why we are thinking about a way, why don't we get you a room here?" Richard says. Alec appears out of his dark corner, "Here?" Catherine nods,"Of course." Alec grimaced "If she stays here I'm sleeping elsewhere. My cheek still hurts from her slapping me." I glared at him. he just ignored me. "That's fine, Alec," Catherine exhales. Richard takes charge again. "Well, thank you for your assistance Alec." He nods to Alec and Alec down a slight bow. He glares at me one last time and then leaves. " Miss Lexie, follow me. I'll show you to your room," Catherine stands and leads me out the door. She takes me up a flight of stairs and to the door right in the middle of the hallway. She opens the door and stands back to let me in. "Wow," I breathe. It's like something out of a storybook. A canopied bed with a decorated quilt. A desk with a jeweled brush set on top was on the far side of the wall. A wardrobe facing the bed that, like the desk, matched the bed frame. "Here's your room. I hope you enjoy your stay. I'll send someone up to get you for dinner." "Thank you." I say. She smiles and walks out, closing the door behind her. I walk over to the bed and collapse onto it, falling into a deep sleep filled with sweet dreams.
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My Luck
Mar 31, 2010 15:14:10 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Mar 31, 2010 15:14:10 GMT -5
Ok, here's some more. Hope you like it!! I/we appreciate all the comments! I woke up to the sound of laughing outside my bedroom window. As my eyes adjusted to the light I started thinking about my dream. It was really weird. I fell down some stairs and woke up in the 19th century. And there was a guy named Alec that was really annoying but very good looki- "Miss Lexie?" My bedroom door opens and a tiny girl, who looks to be around my age (20), wears all of her hair piled on top of her head, and old fashioned dress, comes in. "Lady Catherine wants you to get ready for dinner." What? Who is this? And why is she acting like my dream?! How would she even know about my dream?! I sit up in the bed. Am I still dreaming? I'm hallucinating. That's it. What else? "Are you a right dear? You look like you've seen a ghost." She takes my arm and drags me upright. She steers me towards the desk and I plunk down on the stool. She grabs one of the brushes and starts ripping through my rat's nest of hair. I cringe. "I'm sorry, Miss, but we are late and your hair does have a few tangles in it." I just stare at my reflection. I have a scar on my forehead, and a scratch on my neck. Was it really a dream? I start to wonder. She balls my hair on my head and then she walks over to the wardrobe and pulls out a fancy floor length dress and high heeled shoes. Not good. High heels + Me = not good/broken ankle. "Here, Miss, hurry and put these on." She keeps pulling out under dresses and a bunch of other things which I do not know the name of. Zombie-like, I put it all on so I'm barely able to move. She tut-tuts and tries to smooth down the skirt. "Miss, you are going to have to stand up straighter, and please stop frowning." I smile wide, showing all my teeth. She looks up from helping me slip on my shoes and tries to hold back her laughs. But she doesn't succeed and she starts a hysterics fit, making giggle too. "I don't know your name..." I say. "Emmaline." "That's pretty." She smiles. "We'd better get you down quick. They don't like people who are late." She rushes me out the door and pulls me by my arm down the two flights of stairs. She whispers stuff like "Don't speak until you're spoken too," and "Remember, it's Lady Catherine and Master Swinson,". She pushes me towards large double doors that I assume lead to the dining room. "And always say please and thank you!" she adds, pushing me through the doors. I stumble and almost do a face-plant, but a server catches me. I look up. It's Bryan. He winks at me and leads me to a seat at the large table. Richard Swinson is at the head, with Lady Catherine on his right and Elizabeth at his left. I'm at the end of the table. Master Richard smiles. "Thank you for joining us, Miss Lexie. I hope you like your room." "It's very nice. Thanks again for letting me stay." "It's our pleasure," Catherine says. I smiled "I don't know where I would be eating right now, if it weren't for you all." Just as I said that someone walked past the window behind Richard, looked in, and stopped. Alec! Right? I did a double take to make sure i wasn't hallucinating. It's so dark outside it's hard to tell. But-yes!- it really is him! He's looking at me-no, staring at me. Kinda scary with his eyes. "Miss Lexie?" I snap out of it. "Yes?" I ask looking around for who had talked. It was Daniel. He was standing on my left looking concernedly at me. "Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine." He smiles and places my dinner in front of me. It looks really good. And it's probably really expensive, even in the 21st century. "Wow. This looks amazing." I say. They look at me and I realize that I wasn't spoken to. I blush and look at my plate. I take a few bites and risk a look at the window. Alec is still standing there. He motions for me to come outside. I slightly shake my head. I quickly look away to try not to raise Daniel's suspicion who is standing against the wall, ready to take orders from Richard. We finish our main course in silence, every once in a while Richard asking Catherine or Elizabeth questions about their day. Bryan and Daniel bring out dessert and I sneak another peak at the window. And, (surprise!) Alec is still standing there. He sees me looking and motions for me to come outside again. I figure it can't hurt to see what he wants. I clear my throat. "Uhm...I have to...I mean... um...I need to be excused." I blurt. I stand up, my chair scraping against the hardwood, and run out of the dining room before anyone can say anything. An image of everyone's mouths hanging wide open goes through my mind. I laugh out loud. I run down the hall and see a door that looks like it leads outside. I push against it and it opens, revealing a brilliant night sky. Wow, it's even prettier back then. Which is now. For me. If that makes any sense. I walk around to the window where Alec is but he isn't there. I hear a "psst!" and look behind me. It's Alec. I walk over to him almost breaking my neck with the heels and the floor length dress. "What took you so long?" He asks impatiently. I cross my arms. "You try bailing when you know you're supposed to stay and the person across from you has the power to practically kill you." He scoffs. "Just follow me." He grabs my arm and starts pulling me toward the woods on the right of the manor. I rip my hands out of his grip. "NO!" He turns around. "Why not?" "For all i know you could be taking me deep into the woods to kill me and then just leave my body there." His jaw drops. "You have the most preposterous imagination." "I do not!" "Yes, you do." He adds taking a step towards me. I take a step back...and fall. I land on a rock and hurt my hand and it starts bleeding I gasp in pain, I look up at Alec who is looking at my hand with the greatest of interest, I pushed myself off the ground "Thanks for making me fall over." He looked up at my face, "My pleasure." I glared "You're pleasure??!! You're pleasure?!" I stepped closer to him "You...You...You!" I splutter. He steps back "Before you slap me, you tripped over your own feet, so don't get mad at me."
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My Luck
Apr 19, 2010 17:52:24 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Apr 19, 2010 17:52:24 GMT -5
Okay, sorry this is a short update. Sorry it took so long! After seeing the poll results we're going to keep it vampire free. Thanks for voting!
I stepped closer to him "You...You...You!" I splutter. He steps back. "Before you slap me, you tripped over your own feet, so don't get mad at me." I drop my hand. "I...I wasn't going to slap you..." He raises his eyebrows. "Fine! Maybe I was! But you would have deserved it!" He shakes his head and turns around, looking in the woods. "What? So you're not even going to tell me why you brought me out here?" "Shh." He holds his hand up. I wait for a minute, just to see what he'd do. I examine my hand closer to. It's not that deep of a cut, but it's bleeding still. "Hey, uh...do you have like a tissue or something?" "I thought I said be quiet." WHAT is this guy's problem? He asks me to come outside just to make me stand here not saying anything? Is this what their stargazing is? I try again. "Sorry, but do you have like a hankie or tissue or something?" I whisper. he turns around and hands me a bleached white square piece of cloth. "Uhh, I don't want to stain it..." I mumble. He give me a look that says, Just use the thing and stop complaining. I blink and wrap it around my hand. He's still standing there. I whisper again, "Could you please tell me what's going on?" He turned around slowly, and when i saw his face, well,let's just leave it at he was mad. "PLEASE be QUIET!" "I would if you would tell me what's going-" There was a rustling in the woods, about 6 feet from where we are. Alec steps forward, squinting. A tall cloaked figure emerges from the branches. I gasp and step back. But Alec steps even closer smiling. WHY is he smiling??? The cloaked thing? person? walks up to us and I can see two spots where the moon is reflecting off his eyes. My eyes widened and I manged to squeak out "Who's he?" Alec snorts and turns around "A contact" my mouth drops open "You're a smuggler?" He rolls his eyes "No. I am a merchant." I lean against a tree. "A merchant/smuggler?" He scowls, "No. I am a merchant that just happens to meet contacts in the woods at night." I looked at the 'contact', it looks back at me. I look back at Alec. "Well you better not keep him waiting." He chucked my chin. "Nope. Thanks for reminding me." I narrowed my eyes and walked off.
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My Luck
Apr 22, 2010 13:44:17 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Apr 22, 2010 13:44:17 GMT -5
Ok, I realized that I haven't exactly made it clear who's who. Even I'm a bit confused... So here are the people... Damian - Joshua Pin Keith - Daniel Wood Ryan -Alec Black Paul -Bryan O'Kelly George-Richard Swinson Carrie -Catherine Swinson Sarah - Elizabeth Swinson
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My Luck
Apr 29, 2010 15:23:12 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Apr 29, 2010 15:23:12 GMT -5
Here's an update. Sorry it's not long, but i hope you like it. Hopefully the next update we put up will be longer and better. thanks!!! Alec chucked my chin "Nope thanks for reminding me." I narrowed my eyes and walked off. I got back to the manor. As soon as I opened the door I was hit full blast by no less than six maids and butlers. "Where have you been?" "Are you alright?" "You look like you've seen a ghost!" Well, at first what I thought I saw was a ghost, but I wasn't about to tell them that. I stepped back. "I just went for a walk." The maids gasped "Walking alone? Without a escort?!" I gaped at them. "Well yeah.." They all stared at me. "Miss Lexie! No one goes out doors without an escort!" The butlers shook their heads. "Young miss, that wasn't smart. What if you were attacked?!" I tried to squeeze through them but one held me firmly by the arms. I looked up. It was Daniel. "Stop. Look, what you did wasn't that bad, just next time get someone to escort you," He said steadily. I try to explain, "But there was some-" He very slightly shook his head, an indication to stop talking. He looked behind him. "I'll take it from here. I'll call Emmaline when I'm done." Done? Done with what? He let's go of my arms and tells me to follow him. He takes me around the corner and down the hall. He stops at a double door, looks both ways (and crosses the street) i joke to myself. No; then he opens the doors. It's a library. A big library. He walks around behind the shelves; I'm guessing to make sure no one else is in the room. There's a sitting area in the center of the room. "Here." He says motioning to the chair in front of his. I sit down. "What?" He sits down and leans forward, elbows on his knees. "Who were you with?" "I...I was with Alec and h-" He sits up straight. "Alec?!" I nod, "Yeah...what's wrong with that?" "Nothing...just...nothing." He looks away, suddenly interested in the books around us. I scoot back in the chair. " What?!" He looks back at me like I just arrived. "Was anyone else there with you?" I nod. "Yes... why?" He turns his head slightly. "Who?" I raise my hands. "I don't know. He was wearing a cloak; it covered his face and it was dark. But Alec said he was a contact. I guess he was meeting him to sell him something or get his money or..." I trail off. Daniel stands up and walks to me. "Look, I don't mean to scare you, but, some advice, stay away from Alec. He's not a bad person, just some of his...ah... "stunts" I guess you could call them, sometimes get out of hand. He doesn't have the best reputation." I stand up so we're almost eye to eye. "Thanks for the warning. I'll be careful," I say, smirking. "You're welcome. I'm done with you," He adds with a grin. I turn and stalk out the doors, leaving him shaking his head at me.
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My Luck
May 10, 2010 17:32:37 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on May 10, 2010 17:32:37 GMT -5
Here's some more. Sorry it's been taking so long for the updates! Thanks for all the comments! Hope you like it!
(This next part is the next morning)
"Wham!" I sit bolt upright in the bed. I had been dreaming that Alec had been wearing a black tux, and I was wearing a white dress with a veil and was walking down an- wait. That's not even funny. A door slamming had woken me up. I look around my room. What the heck? This isn't my room! There's a metal frame on the bed with a fuzzy zebra print duvet, and a matching rug on the floor, zebra pillows scattered on the bed. What happened to the pretty quilt and fancy wardrobe and desk?! I scramble out of the bed and look down and see I'm not wearing my pink silk nightgown anymore. I've got on pink plaid sleeping shorts and red t-shirt. This is not right at all. I walk over to the door (that used to be a creaky wood, and now is a thick hard wood) and stick my head out the door. The hallway is tiled and all the doors are the same as mine. This is not the mansion. This looks like business office. I walk back in my room and look through the drawers and find some jeans and a tank. I get dressed and walk out the door. Down the hall I see an...wait...seriously? an elevator! I run to it and punch the ground button. It stops on the second floor (I was on the third) and a guy in a black suit carrying a briefcase gets in. I choke seeing who it is. "Alec?!" The doors to the elevator close and he looks at me. "Ah, Miss Lexie. I was about to call you. Your presence has been requested at a conference." That didn't make any sense. I mean, it did. Just not coming from him. "Uh, what's the date?" He gives me a look. "Thursday, June 11th, 2050." I gasp. And then choke, and I'm still coughing when the doors open. 2050?! What kind of joke is this? Alec hands me the bottle of water he's carrying I take a huge gulp while he leads me through lobby of what must be a high dollar business building. I stop and look up. There's a huge sun roof. Alec grabs my hand making sparks shoot up my arm and pulls me down a hall, waving to the receptionist. We walk for a while past about 10 rooms with glass windows with long tables lined with chairs. He stops in front of one that has about 15 people around the table. Most have really expensive laptops and some have ipads. Very high-tech. But then i remind myself that i have now been transported to 2050. We walk in and he pulls out a seat for me. I sit down in the seat nodding my thanks and turn to the other people. Then I realize I have no idea what to do. I look at Alec and mouth "Help me" but he just looked at me and raised his eyebrow. Sinking into my chair, I thought, this is going to be a long day. After making a fool of myself at the conference Alec motions at me to come with him. Which, with no other option, I do. "What was wrong with you in the meeting?" he asks me. "Well, you didn't tell me what to do so i had no clue what was going on!" he looks at me like I'm crazy. "You've been doing these things for your whole life!" I stop and look at him. "WHAT?!" "No! No, i have not! I just woke up here, in this building this morning. Last night i went to sleep in Swinson Manor! And then two nights before that, i was in my own bed in Michigan! You just want to confuse me! You're playing games but you're not telling me the rules!" I blow up. He gets mad too. "You are the one who's playing games! For the past three days you've acted like you're on a different planet! I'm just trying to help!" I shake my head. "No you're not! AGHH! You just don't understand." I walk off. He runs to catch up. "Look. I'm sorry. You just are acting like this is not where you're from." He still doesn't get it. "That's because it's not." he looks around him. "You've lived here all your life, what do you mean you're not from here?" "Okay. I was going up some stairs, i fell, and then woke up in 1822 and you were there, then I woke up here." He looks like he's about to call an ambulance. "Okay...right. Uh, you've been here for the past few days." Seeing his look I blow up again. "You don't believe me do you?!" "No I don't. Who would?" I tried to calm myself down (I really did) but it didn't work, so I just yelled at him even louder "What are you accomplishing by doing this?" "Doing what?" I scream, "Please! Stop! Just...Stop. Okay? Stop trying to confuse me!" He holds me by my arms. "I'm not playing games, I'm not trying to confuse you." "Stop! I told you to stop! You're trying to hypnotize me or whatever! St-" He quickly closes the gap between us and presses his lips against mine. At first I'm to surprised to do anything but then i just go with it. I put my arms around his neck and he put his around my waist. After a few seconds we pull back. I blush and i hear him mumble something like, "Does that make it better?" but I can't be sure. He takes my hand. "Hey, how about dinner tonite, on me?" I nod. "Yeah, that sounds perfect." He smiles. "Great. And then you can tell me all about 1822." I jerk my head up but he's not mocking me. Maybe, I tell myself. Just maybe...
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Jun 7, 2010 19:56:11 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Jun 7, 2010 19:56:11 GMT -5
Here's the next part. Thanks for all the comments. Hope you like it! "No...no...definitely not...maybe...*gasp*" I hold the dress up. "Perfect!" It's a not-too-dressy knee-length orange and pink dress. I slip it on and look through the dresser drawers for a curling iron and makeup. I find both and curl my hair and put on a little makeup. When I'm finished getting ready I sit in the bed to wait for Alec, thinking of the past few days. I wonder if mom and dad are wondering where I am. But then they would be wondering if Alec and Joshua and the rest of them are gone. Hey, I wonder if Joshua, Daniel, Bryan, and Richard are here in 2050? They probably are, considering Alec is t- A knock interrupts my thoughts. I stand up and a shiver runs down my spine. I walk to the door and open it to see Alec, dressed in a black suit and tie, carrying a rose. "This is for you, Lexie." I take it. "Wow. Thanks." "Are you ready?" I nod. "Just let me grab my sweater." I run in, pick up my sweater and clutch, and join him back outside. "So, where would you like to go?" I shrug. "I don't know, what is there that has good food?" We decide on a place called La Rose. At the restaurant Alec was the perfect gentleman (where was this Alec in 1822??) he pulled a chair out for me and took my coat for me. I thanked him and sat down. He sat down and looked at hands "Now explain this 1822." I sighed. "Can we talk about that later?" he shook his head "No, we talk now." I huffed. "Okay." I explained the whole story. After I finished, Alec looked up at me (he had been looking at his menu the whole time) I stared at him "Well??" He looked at his menu "I think I want Pasta, what about you?" My eyes widened, "WHAT?!" He frowned "Lexie! You're making people stare." I glared "So? I tell you what has happened to me in the last few days and you say you want Pasta???!!" He nods. "They are really good, don't you think so?" I get up and stomp out of the restaurant yelling "You can have your stupid Pasta, but you have it without me!!" I don't care if everyone is looking, I just know Alec is a jerk. I walk over to a bench and sit down. This has been the most frustrating day, first I'm in a different time period, second I have to go to a stupid meeting, third Alec and I have a argument which he ends with a kiss, lastly he takes me to dinner and acts like he did back in 1822. I heard someone come up behind me, I sigh "Not now Alec, I don't want to talk to you" He lets out a breath. "I'm sorry Lexie" I turn around, he's standing there with his hands in his pockets. "That's all you can say?? You're sorry?! Man, you have a lot of nerve to come and say that when you just humiliated me in front of a whole restaurant!" He sighs "I know. I'm not going to say it again though, so lets get you back home." I stand up. "I'm going in a Taxi," I say, about to wave for one. But he take my arm and pulls me down the street. I am now fuming. "You. Let. Go. Of. Me." He just keeps on dragging me, down the sidewalk, then he turns down an alley. He's about to say something when everything goes white. Like we're just standing in nothing and there's nothing around us but white. I (naturally) freak out. "Omigosh, omigosh, omigosh, Alec, what's going on?!" Even he looks a little weirded out. "Uh, I'm not really sure." He looks around, like taking in all the nothingness is going to help. Then, I felt as if I'm sitting. Alec must too, because he looks down at his legs. Then i'm being shaken around, almost like I'm being driven over a bumpy road. Then I start to see color again and things start to take shape. I close my eyes feeling dizzy. But when I open them again, we're definitely not in 2050 anymore. Alec and I are seated in a carriage with two other people. It's Elizabeth Swinson with her mother, Catherine. I gasp, looking down. I'm wearing a strapless red and black dress with black gloves that go past my elbows. My ribs ache and I'm having a hard time breathing so i look down at my waist. Yup. It's abnormally small. Corset. I look up at Alec. He's completely bewildered. I put on my 'I told you so' face. He rolls his eyes. He's wearing a black dress coat and a red shirt with black dress pants and a top hat with white gloves. He looked down in surprise at his clothes and mouths to me "What happened??" I shrug and just go along with the ride, trying to act like this is normal. Well I guess for me it is. For Alec it's not, obviously. I wonder why only this time he went through the time warp with me and not the other time. I look at Elizabeth and Catherine's dresses and figure we're probably going to a party. "Lady Catherine, I forgot. Where are we going?" She looks over at me and smiles. "You forget quickly don't you? Well, we're on our way to the Swanborough party." I nodded "Okay, thank you." She looks at Elizabeth. "Sit up straight dear, you're slouching." Elizabeth sighs and sits up. "Mother, why do I have to go to the party? None of my friends will be there." Catherine sighs herself. "There will be plenty of young men for company." Elizabeth groans. Then she looks around like, did I do that out loud? Catherine glances at me. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone," I say. Catherine smiles. The carriage stops and the door is opened by someone I can't see. Catherine gets out first, then Elizabeth. Alec gets out in front of me and, holds his hand out for mine. I roll my eyes at him, but take it anyway. We're in 1822, why not act like it? Alec escorted me all the way from the carriage to the great big double doors on the huge mansion. Taking a deep breath I waited for the men with the with the powdered wigs to open the door. When they opened we all walked into the entrance hall. I could almost here Alec's brain halt in awe when we walk in. But then when I see what he sees, I gawk. All the women and girls are wearing floor-length dresses like me but they look so much different than normal 2010 dresses. All the men are wearing suits similar to Alec's. I glance at him. He's got the same expression on his face that I expect is on mine. As soon as we get in a courier announces us "A Lady Catherine Swinson, a Miss. Elizabeth Swinson, a Miss. Alexa Henson, and a Mr. Alec Black". A older woman walks up. "Lady Swinson! So good to see you! And I see you've brought little Elizabeth." She glances at Alec and me. "And these are...?" Catherine touches my arm. This is Miss Henson, the unexpected visitor I told you about. And this is Mr. Alec Black." The Lady looks me and Alec up and down "Hmmm.." she nods to Lady Catherine "Pleasure seeing you Lady Catherine." She walks over to her husband. After she's out of earshot Alec leans over to me "Snobby much?" I can't hold back my giggle which Lady Catherine rewards with a glare. I duck my head. Alec smiles "Will you do the honor of dancing with me?" I curtsy "It would be my honor," he grins and takes me arm and leads me out onto the dance floor. As soon as we get onto the dance floor the orchastra starts up a slow tune. We stop, looking at each other wondering the same thing. How are we supposed to do this. I look around at the other people. So I take his hand and put it on my waist and take his other hand in mine, He raises his eyebrow and then shrugs and starts moving his feet. I try to keep up. "You know how to dance like this?" He shrugs. "It was the only dance class I showed up at." I wrinkle my nose. He starts laughing. "Kidding. Guess I'm a natural." We dance for a few more minutes when he says,"So, how do you think we're gonna get back to 2050?" I shrug. "Go to sleep, and we wake up we'll be in a different time." I see his disbelieving look and add,"That's how it happened last time." "Okay." We dance for the next few songs and then stop and sit in the chairs on the side, trying to small talk with the other party-goers. Then (finally) Catherine finds us and tells us it's time to leave. We file into the carriage. It's a silent ride to the Swinson Manor. I make my way to my room, a maid already there to help me get ready for bed. When i'm finally alone, I sit in the window seat, looking at the stars. I decide I need a better look. I grab my sweater that I was wearing the day I showed up here and ran downstairs, outside. I stop when I close the door, to let my eyes adjust. I walk barefoot down the walkway. I stop when I hear a voice. "Lexie?" I look to the middle of the middle of the yard to see a dark figure standing up. I step forward carefully. "Uhh, who're you?" The person walks up to me, and in a 'duh' tone says, "Alec." I mentally slap myself. "Right." He takes my hand. "So, what are you doing out here so late?" I walk with him. "Stargazing." He chuckles. "Me too." We walk to the middle of the yard. "I've been wondering," I start. "Why aren't we fighting? I mean, every time we started to be nice to each other, somehow we ended up arguing." He shrugs. "I've been trying to make an effort. Plus, there hasn't been much to argue about. I mean, we've got to get back to 2050 together." I nod and sit down on the grass. Alec does too, and wraps his arm around me. "So... any ideas?" He shakes his head. "None other than the one you said. But, that's not a garuntee, and one of us might be left behind. You said that you were here before you were in 2050. So does that mean you're going to stay here? I mean, this you. Not the you that's in 2050, but you the one who-ahhhh!" I jump, startled at his groan. "It's too confusing for me to even talk about it." But since I paying attention, I ask, "You mean that before today-in 2050- that before I started talking about that not being the right time period, there was still a...uh...me?" he nods. "But we were just friends and you actually knew how to lead a conversation in a conference." He chuckles again. I playfully swat him. "Not my fault." He wrapped his other arm around me and leaned back on the rock I didn't know was there. I lean my head on his chest. "Well, let's talk about it tomorrow, if we're not already back in 2050." "mmmm." He reaches out for my hand with his, his other arm around my shoulders. We fall asleep looking at the stars. Comments and criticism appreciated!
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Jul 19, 2010 16:46:31 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Jul 19, 2010 16:46:31 GMT -5
Okay, We've finally got an update. Sorry it's taken so long. And i know not very many people read this, but comments and ideas and things help! Thanks! "Lexie, sorry, but you have to get up now." A warm hand holds my face. "Uhhhnnn." I lean into it. "Come on, Lexie. You have to get up. They'll find us if you don't." I open my eyes, and gasp. Alec is sitting up trying to wake me, but that's not it. The prettiest sunrise I've ever seen is on the horizon. I sit up. "We stayed out all night!" I laugh, trying to make it funny. "We stayed out all night!" Alec shakes his head. "Only you would find that funny." He pulls me up and we start for the door. But I hear an odd clopping noise and turn around far off down the cobblestone road. A horse-drawn carriage. Alec turns to see what I'm looking at. He sees and breaks into a run. "Why are we running?!" He slams into the door, opens it and hustles me inside. We stop and then he finally answers my question. "This is the only house for miles...They have to be coming here." I smirk. "And how do you know this?" "Because I asked Catherine how far away this place was from any other house." Why?,I wondered, he can be so odd at times. "So? That doesn't explain why we're running..." He pulls me up the stairs. "Do you know how odd that would look? To people on the lawn, one in their pajamas, so early on the morning?" I sigh. " I guess you're right." He opens my door and i walk to the window to watch the carriage pull in the drive. Alec sits beside me and pulls the curtain away. The carriage stops and the front door and the driver gets off and opens the carriage door. A medium height guy in a black suit and hat climbs out. He stares up at the mansion and scans all the windows. I pull the curtain over the window, leaving just enough space for me to see out. He has an add goatee thing on his chin and now he rubs it.(Yes people, it's Neil) The driver walks up the the sidewalk leading to front door and the other guy follows, and then they're hidden from view. I hear loud knocking on the door, and then someone running down the hall. I get up from the window seat and walk to my desk and start to brush my hair. Alec gets up and starts for the door. "Where are you going?" "Your maid will be up shortly to help you get ready to meet the visitor so I need to leave." I nod, he winks and shuts the door behind him. I look at my reflection. "Mmhhhh," I sigh. With my long dark brown almost black hair in unruly curls and boring blue eyes, i doubt i am an eye-catcher. My cheekbones aren't especially high and I don't have roundest lips. Though my nose is my best feature, long and at the end slightly turned up. My heart shaped face is a little too round for my taste but-"Miss? Oh, good. You're already up." Emmaline, my lady in waiting. "Yes, I woke early and noticed the carriage outside. May I ask who the man is?" She walks over and take the brush from me and starts to untangle my hair. "I'm really not supposed to say, but word got out that a lovely young lady showed up at Swinson Manor and she was in need of a suitor." I gasp. "What?! I'm only 18! I can't get married! I mean, I can have a boyfriend but... a suitor? That's crazy! And this guy, he's gotta at least be 25, am I right? That's just odd. I mean, who's idea was this? This is not cool. And who would think that I would just go along with it like I'm a puppet on a string or-" "Miss Lexie, you must calm down. When I said suitor I meant that he is a eligible young man, but it is not set in stone that you will marry him. He's one of many options." I sigh,"Oh." She pulls my hair into an up-do, pinning it with pearl pins. She does some makeup and then steers me to the wardrobe. She pulls out a light pink dress out. After it's on I look in the mirror. It's small at the waist and wrists and trails out in the back. The bodice is decorated with sequins. I sigh. Emmaline looks at me. "What is it, Miss?" I shake my head. "Nothing really. Just that...who would want to marry me looking like I do?" Emmaline smiles and shakes her head. "Miss, you are beautiful, don't think you are not." I let my shoulders drop. "Thank you." A knock at the door makes us both jump. "Who could that be...?" Emmaline opens the door and standing there is Miss Catherine. I curtsied and let her in. "Good morning, Mrs. Swinson." She nodded "Morning Lexie, You have a visitor." I curtsied again. "Yes ma'am" she left the room closing the door behind her. I sighed and looked at Emmaline "I suppose I have to get dressed up?" She nodded smiling. "Yes I suppose you do." I groaned and held out my arms "Might as well get it over with." Emmaline laughed and started getting me dressed up (again). One hour and a half later the parlor door is being opened for me and I walk in. Miss Catherine gets up out of her chair and walks over to me "Miss Lexie I want you to meet the son of a dear friend of mine." She leads me over to this (cute) guy (who was the one outside, from the carriage), who stands up and bows, then looks up at me. "Hello, My name is William Alston." I curtsy. "Lexie Henson." He smiles. "Very nice to meet you." We all find seats and he asks how long I've been here. "Oh...about...um...three days? Yes, three days." Had it really only been three days? "Well, you've certainly adjusted well, being from America." I nod, trying to think of how America would be in 1822. "Oh yes. It's different, but easy to accustom to." The morning slowly drags on like this. Someone bringing up a general topic and William and I (mostly) finishing it out. I haven't seen Alec since he left my room this morning and I'm wondering where he could be. Finally the door opens and Bryan says,"Ladies and gentleman, brunch is now served." We make our way to the dining room and find our seats. At the head of the table is Master Swinson, Lady Catherine on his right and Elizabeth on his left. And, SURPRISE! Alec is sitting beside Elizabeth, and across from him is William, and (happy dance) me beside Alec, across from William. We eat and make more small talk until the door bursts open and Joshua runs in with red face. He stops when he sees us all staring at him. "Oh, my apologies Master, it's just that this card arrived for you and the post master said it was important that you read it soon." Master Swinson wipes his hands and takes the card from Joshua. He reads it and places it on the table. "Thank you, Joshua." Joshua bows. "My pleasure, sir." He leaves and we all wait for the Master to tell us what was in the card. "Right, so, Miss Lexie, I see you've met Mr. Alston." I nod. "Well, that's good considering tonight's events." I raise my eyebrow. "Mr. Alston, there has been a request that Miss Henson show up at a party tonight." Catherine's eyes light up like she has just been let in on a secret. William nods. I look at Alec whose eyes are wide and he's shaking his head. I'm obviously not picking up on something. William speaks up. "Miss Henson, would you care to let me accompany you to the party tonight?" Oh. I look at Catherine. She's nodding her head, and so is Elizabeth. I guess I have to I smile and say,"Of course!" The Master nods his head. "That settles things. Alec, would you be their chaperon?" I look at him and he's scowling. "Sure. Why. Not?" I look away from him and look at my food, which suddenly doesn't look very appetizing anymore. remember, comments wanted! hope you liked it.
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Aug 17, 2010 17:29:05 GMT -5
Post by dancergirl on Aug 17, 2010 17:29:05 GMT -5
Ok we've finally got an update!! Sorry it's taking so long for the updates! We've been really busy this summer. This post is my favorite so far and i hope you like it. Comments and criticism needed! Hours later, I'm heading down the grand staircase, again, but this time in a big lavender dress that's got a ruffled skirt and sparkly strapless top. Mr. Alston was waiting at the bottom of the stairs. He looks up when he hears me and his mouth drops. Once I get down he offers his arm and I put my arm through his. "You look very beautiful tonight, Miss Henson." I blush. "Thank you." We head out to the carriage where Alec is standing in front of the door. He looks at me and his whole face brightens for a minute, then I can almost feel the glare he gives Mr. Alston. I can barely tolerate the tension in the silence on the ride. At the party, Mr. Alston and I are dancing to a very beautiful waltz; Mr. Alston being the perfect gentleman he is says, "You're very light on your feet Miss Henson." I smile. "I could say the same for you Mr. Alston." He smiles back, then the dance ends and he bows as I curtsy. (If I have to do another curtsy it will be way to soon). He leads me over to Alec, who is glaring at Mr. Alston as only Alec could glare. I clasp my hands in front of my chest. "Why don't we all get some punch?" William nods, "Of course, Mr. Black, won't you join us?" Alec stands stiffly and finally blinks. "Of. Course. I. Will." I glance at him, shaking my head. William leads the way, so I fall back with Alec. "Come on, can't you at least act like you like him? And stop glaring, I don't like him like that." Alec sighs. "I know, I just want to protect you." I start walking again. "There's nothing to protect me from." He shrugs and follows me. "Of course there is." I just shake my head. After the punch break, Mrs. Edwards (The party hostess) walks over with a man who looks about my age and he asks me to dance. This goes on all night, some 'suitor' or another asking me to dance. Finally Alec stops me mid-dance with some guy who doesn't even speak English and tells me it's time to go. I nod my thanks and walk off with Alec to the carriage. The carriage ride home, William tries to make small talk but Alec doesn't make an effort at all to be nice and looks out the window the whole time. When we get back to the mansion Alec hops out and helps me out. He starts to power walk to the front door, leaving William behind. I give Alec a look. "Come on. Doing this kind of stuff is just going to make him hate you. And from the look of him you don't want that," I say, jokingly. Alec attempts a smile but it comes as a smirk. I laugh at his twisted face. He glares. "What? You think this is funny? Them, making you marry some guy you don't even know? We need to get back to 2015, Lexie. We can't stay here. I'll go crazy. They've already semi- brainwashed you. The way you act now, no one would think you were from a different time period." I whip my head around. "I do not! You're just jealous that all these other guys are higher up in society so they are considered more...'worthy' to marry me." His mouth drops open. "But let me tell you, Mr. Black, I'm not planning on marrying any of these crazed people they push in front of me to dance with because number 1!: I have problem. I need to get out of this time period! Number 2!: I don't like any if these people who only do things to look good in society." My voice drops and gets gentle. "The only guy I like is you," I say stepping in front of him. His eyes soften and he smiles a bit. "And I wish you could get that into your stubborn mind!" He shakes his head. "OK, Lexie. I think I've got it now," He says in a determined voice. He takes my hand and starts walking again. I glance over my shoulder and see William standing there looking completely shocked. Oh, no. Brilliant. I whisper to Alec, "He heard. We've got to do something!" Alec sighs and then scoops me in his arms. "What are you-" "Just play along. You're really sick." I pretend to be unconscious. "She's fainted! We've got to get her to a doctor!" Alec yells. I try not to laugh or smile and try to keep my whole body limp. I hear William run up. "Is that why she was saying those crazed things?" "Yes! She told me she was feeling sick but I didn't believe her." Alec starts running up the walk. The air gets a little warmer and I can tell we're in the house. "I'll get the doctor!" I hear William yell, but Alec keeps running. He goes up stair and open a door; I feel myself being thrown and I open my eyes, but landing on my bed. I sit up, look at him, and burst into laughter. "That was funny." He raises his eyebrows. "But was I convincing?" I nod. "Definitely
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Oct 8, 2010 21:02:52 GMT -5
Post by swimgurl96 on Oct 8, 2010 21:02:52 GMT -5
Sorry for the long wait, but dancergirl and I, are really busy w/ school and other stuff, so it's gonna be a while before we update.
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Oct 8, 2010 22:46:03 GMT -5
Post by orinocoflow on Oct 8, 2010 22:46:03 GMT -5
i'm having some trouble reading, but this is interesting so far. maybe just start a new paragraph with each speaker, please? that might make it easier. update when you can!
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