Post by rorygilmore on Jan 2, 2007 20:30:50 GMT 10
Hi everyone! well, here’s my new fic. There’s no background so you’ll have to figure out everything with each new update.
The story is gonna start just before Luka and Sam broke up, but things that happened before…and after, are going to change. For example; that Carter never went back from Africa.
You’ll know everything after each update and like YM&O this is going to be an Alternate Universe Luby fic…so; things are going to change.
You’re probably not going to like the idea that I’m going to develop in this fic, but I decided to give it a try…hope you enjoy it.(really hope...
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A MANSION, IN NEW YORK…
8 year old Clarisse or Callie, like her friends called her, walked into her big, splendid room, a bag in her hand and a laptop in the other, she looked around her. It had been a long time since she had been there. Nothing had changed since the last time she left. Everything was perfectly clean and disposed. Her expensive dollies were all standing in a crystal sideboard. Her huge four postered bed with beautiful white curtains was made and a new pair of white silky pajamas were neatly folded by the end of the bed. She walked close to the superb wooden desk, placed under a huge window and placed her laptop on it. Her maid walked into the room, carrying the rest of her luggage.
“Miss” she said “Your mother wants me to inform you that dinner will be served in 15 minutes”
Clarisse nodded and watched as the maid left her room, closing the big doors behind her.
She leaned to look through the window at the magnificent gardens that surrounded the house. Clarisse was back home, back in America after a long year, studing in a boarding school in Croatia.
Dropping her bag onto the floor, she ran and threw herself onto the bed, laughing. She was finally back home.
LUKA’S APARTMENT, CHICAGO…
“Luka, you might want to think about getting a housekeeper ’cause this place is really disgusting” Abby made a face while picking up some dishes of the kitchenette's table “Yuck!…Luka?”
Luka was sitting on the couch, his eyes were closed.
“Are you ignoring me?” Abby took the dishes’ cloth and tossed it with all her strength against his face. Startled, he opened his eyes and smiled. Playfully, he grabbed one of the cushions next to him and in payback, he threw it against her, who in a swift movement, hid behind the counter. The cushion flew across the air, landing on an oiled pan.
“Great Luka! One more thing for you to wash…”
“Hey! Not fair, you started...So the one who’s going to wash it, is you” He stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
“Sorry” Abby laughed “Got to go.”
“So soon?” His heart shrunk.
“Got a lot things to do. I’m leaving you some black coffee over the table …Are you gonna be okay?” She grabbed her purse.
Luka’s smile faded. It had been a couple of weeks since he and Sam broke up. Having back Abby’s friendship supporting him, was nice.
“I’ll be fine” He shrugged.
“Oookay” Abby noded “… then call me if you need anything”
Luka smiled “I will; need someone to do my laundry …and the shopping”
“Ha! Funny” Abby gave him a smile and walked towards the door “See you at work”
Luka followed her with his gaze “See you at work”
“Oh, by the way…” Abby stopped before closing the door behind her “I think there’s something dead under your couch”
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Okie dokie, this my 1st update, not sure when I'm going to be able to write a new one, bc I'm going for few days (summer vacations!!!). Drop a line to tell me what you disliked...or liked...or maybe, guess what I've got in mind.
Hugs to everyone- Rory..
The story is gonna start just before Luka and Sam broke up, but things that happened before…and after, are going to change. For example; that Carter never went back from Africa.
You’ll know everything after each update and like YM&O this is going to be an Alternate Universe Luby fic…so; things are going to change.
You’re probably not going to like the idea that I’m going to develop in this fic, but I decided to give it a try…hope you enjoy it.(really hope...
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"Once there were two women who never knew each other;
One you do not remember, the other you call Mother...
Once there were two men who never knew each other;
One you do not remember, the other you call Father..."
One you do not remember, the other you call Mother...
Once there were two men who never knew each other;
One you do not remember, the other you call Father..."
A MANSION, IN NEW YORK…
8 year old Clarisse or Callie, like her friends called her, walked into her big, splendid room, a bag in her hand and a laptop in the other, she looked around her. It had been a long time since she had been there. Nothing had changed since the last time she left. Everything was perfectly clean and disposed. Her expensive dollies were all standing in a crystal sideboard. Her huge four postered bed with beautiful white curtains was made and a new pair of white silky pajamas were neatly folded by the end of the bed. She walked close to the superb wooden desk, placed under a huge window and placed her laptop on it. Her maid walked into the room, carrying the rest of her luggage.
“Miss” she said “Your mother wants me to inform you that dinner will be served in 15 minutes”
Clarisse nodded and watched as the maid left her room, closing the big doors behind her.
She leaned to look through the window at the magnificent gardens that surrounded the house. Clarisse was back home, back in America after a long year, studing in a boarding school in Croatia.
Dropping her bag onto the floor, she ran and threw herself onto the bed, laughing. She was finally back home.
LUKA’S APARTMENT, CHICAGO…
“Luka, you might want to think about getting a housekeeper ’cause this place is really disgusting” Abby made a face while picking up some dishes of the kitchenette's table “Yuck!…Luka?”
Luka was sitting on the couch, his eyes were closed.
“Are you ignoring me?” Abby took the dishes’ cloth and tossed it with all her strength against his face. Startled, he opened his eyes and smiled. Playfully, he grabbed one of the cushions next to him and in payback, he threw it against her, who in a swift movement, hid behind the counter. The cushion flew across the air, landing on an oiled pan.
“Great Luka! One more thing for you to wash…”
“Hey! Not fair, you started...So the one who’s going to wash it, is you” He stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
“Sorry” Abby laughed “Got to go.”
“So soon?” His heart shrunk.
“Got a lot things to do. I’m leaving you some black coffee over the table …Are you gonna be okay?” She grabbed her purse.
Luka’s smile faded. It had been a couple of weeks since he and Sam broke up. Having back Abby’s friendship supporting him, was nice.
“I’ll be fine” He shrugged.
“Oookay” Abby noded “… then call me if you need anything”
Luka smiled “I will; need someone to do my laundry …and the shopping”
“Ha! Funny” Abby gave him a smile and walked towards the door “See you at work”
Luka followed her with his gaze “See you at work”
“Oh, by the way…” Abby stopped before closing the door behind her “I think there’s something dead under your couch”
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Okie dokie, this my 1st update, not sure when I'm going to be able to write a new one, bc I'm going for few days (summer vacations!!!). Drop a line to tell me what you disliked...or liked...or maybe, guess what I've got in mind.
Hugs to everyone- Rory..