Post by rorygilmore on Apr 16, 2007 17:12:00 GMT 10
New fic, no background and no specific season (that's important 'cause I'm gonna play with time and facts...)
WaRnInG: The idea I’m going to develop is completely crazy (very freaky alternate Luby universe) ...but wanted to try something new...I know I'm risking my life, again.
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PRELUDE
The part of the story I’m about to tell, happened today, somewhere in Chicago; in a public school; where two eleven year old kids were about to discover the truth behind a long silence…
Sitting in the back of the classroom, Megan stared in silence at the grade on her report: C- .
Another big and red: C-.
It was devastating; she was devastating. She bit her lower lip...
Lately everything around her was coming out terribly wrong but it wasn’t her fault. No ....it was his, it was ALL his entire fault. Why He couldn’t tell her? Why he couldn’t trust them? Why keeping in secret the most important thing in her life? She was so cross, It wasn’t fair. He couldn’t keep doing this to her, to them, not anymore. She wasn’t going to allow him.
“Another C-?” The boy sitting on the desk next to her, grasped the report from her hands
“Dad is going to kill you” He chuckled.
“Really? What did you got ‘Beautiful Mind’?” She grabbed the paper from her brother’s desk
“ ‘D’?” She laughed while reading the mark “This only proves something Mattie... I’ll always be better than you”
“Yeah, sure Einstein…and don’t call me Mattie” He jumped out of his desk as the bell rang and picked up his books, Megan did the same and they both walked out of the classroom along with the other kids.
“He’s definitely, going to kill us…Hang us...cut off our heads” Worried, Matthew leaned on his locker and looked up at the ceiling, as if waiting for G*d to appear and save him. “PLEASE GOD…I'll be a good kid; I'll never ride my bike in the apartment again...and I'll eat all that gross proteinic 'underwear' taste soup he makes...and I will never try to make of our bathroom a swimming pool again !!!"
Megan smashed her C- report into an ill-shaped ball and tossed it somewhere between the students that were walking down the hallway. “He isn’t going to kill me” She opened her locker and pulled out a heavy back pack from it “Because I’m not going back home ever again”
Matthew rolled his eyes “Don’t be silly, where you think you’re going?”
“I told you” She shrugged “I’m going with her”
He took a deep breath and blew “And you think she’s going to receive you?”
“Us…’cause you’re coming with me too” Meagan smiled as she adjusted the back pack on her shoulders.
Matthew groaned “I knew you were going to say that” He opened his locker and tossed his books inside.
“We talked about it yesterday, Mattie!!!. Don’t back away now!!! I’m sick and tired of everything!!!” She began to walk mad down the hallway. “He can’t keep doing this!!!”
“I am tired too, Meggie!” He followed her “But running away it’s not going to help us. He’s going to call her and she’s going to tell her we are there and then he’s going to go for us and we’ll have to go back home, like we always do”
“Not, this time.” She shook her head very sure of herself, as she pulled a gun out of her coat “This time he’s going to have to tell us everything”…
But dear readers, I must stop here…because, this story doesn’t begin here; it started 12 years ago; when a lonely, heartbroken man realized that he didn’t want to be lonely anymore…
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Any suppositions? Mistrusts?...Accusations?
Anyway, that’s it… feel free to bash it or whatever you want…geez, I need another Easter egg…and my Cabbie kids…where’s my blankie?...*Stucks her thumb in her mouth*...Hugs, RoaaaR-y!
WaRnInG: The idea I’m going to develop is completely crazy (very freaky alternate Luby universe) ...but wanted to try something new...I know I'm risking my life, again.
_______________________________
PRELUDE
“It is well known that two pieces of matter cannot occupy the same space at the same time without a catastrophe…can you imagine if they were three?”
The part of the story I’m about to tell, happened today, somewhere in Chicago; in a public school; where two eleven year old kids were about to discover the truth behind a long silence…
Sitting in the back of the classroom, Megan stared in silence at the grade on her report: C- .
Another big and red: C-.
It was devastating; she was devastating. She bit her lower lip...
Lately everything around her was coming out terribly wrong but it wasn’t her fault. No ....it was his, it was ALL his entire fault. Why He couldn’t tell her? Why he couldn’t trust them? Why keeping in secret the most important thing in her life? She was so cross, It wasn’t fair. He couldn’t keep doing this to her, to them, not anymore. She wasn’t going to allow him.
“Another C-?” The boy sitting on the desk next to her, grasped the report from her hands
“Dad is going to kill you” He chuckled.
“Really? What did you got ‘Beautiful Mind’?” She grabbed the paper from her brother’s desk
“ ‘D’?” She laughed while reading the mark “This only proves something Mattie... I’ll always be better than you”
“Yeah, sure Einstein…and don’t call me Mattie” He jumped out of his desk as the bell rang and picked up his books, Megan did the same and they both walked out of the classroom along with the other kids.
“He’s definitely, going to kill us…Hang us...cut off our heads” Worried, Matthew leaned on his locker and looked up at the ceiling, as if waiting for G*d to appear and save him. “PLEASE GOD…I'll be a good kid; I'll never ride my bike in the apartment again...and I'll eat all that gross proteinic 'underwear' taste soup he makes...and I will never try to make of our bathroom a swimming pool again !!!"
Megan smashed her C- report into an ill-shaped ball and tossed it somewhere between the students that were walking down the hallway. “He isn’t going to kill me” She opened her locker and pulled out a heavy back pack from it “Because I’m not going back home ever again”
Matthew rolled his eyes “Don’t be silly, where you think you’re going?”
“I told you” She shrugged “I’m going with her”
He took a deep breath and blew “And you think she’s going to receive you?”
“Us…’cause you’re coming with me too” Meagan smiled as she adjusted the back pack on her shoulders.
Matthew groaned “I knew you were going to say that” He opened his locker and tossed his books inside.
“We talked about it yesterday, Mattie!!!. Don’t back away now!!! I’m sick and tired of everything!!!” She began to walk mad down the hallway. “He can’t keep doing this!!!”
“I am tired too, Meggie!” He followed her “But running away it’s not going to help us. He’s going to call her and she’s going to tell her we are there and then he’s going to go for us and we’ll have to go back home, like we always do”
“Not, this time.” She shook her head very sure of herself, as she pulled a gun out of her coat “This time he’s going to have to tell us everything”…
But dear readers, I must stop here…because, this story doesn’t begin here; it started 12 years ago; when a lonely, heartbroken man realized that he didn’t want to be lonely anymore…
__________________________
Any suppositions? Mistrusts?...Accusations?
Anyway, that’s it… feel free to bash it or whatever you want…geez, I need another Easter egg…and my Cabbie kids…where’s my blankie?...*Stucks her thumb in her mouth*...Hugs, RoaaaR-y!
