Notes from the Author: Hello! Welcome to my first ever FanFic! I only have
this one chapter so far, but more chapters are on the way. Please feel free
to leave your reviews and any suggestions for what will happen next!
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Marie sat in a swing, gripping the rope in both hands. Her elegant dress ruffled in the wind, as did her wavy golden hair. She scanned the horizon with intense blue eyes, searching, always searching. After sitting for a few more moments, the girl got up with a sigh, and walked inside her home. She was inside the family's parlor, and her mother had her friends over, again.
"Marie, won't you come over to say hello to James and Eliza?" her mother asked. Marie walked over and curtsied, a sweet smile playing across her rosy lips. Inwardly, she wished she had stayed outside for a while longer. Perhaps she'd have seen it if she had been more patient. And she did not wish to be trapped listening to the adults' gossip. "Hello Mr. Patterson, Mrs. Patterson."
"Marie, what a lovely young woman you've become! Why, the last time we came calling, you were only this tall," Mr. Patterson smiled as he motioned with his hands. Mrs. Patterson remained quiet, silently looking Marie over. "She really is becoming a young woman, isn't she?" said Marie's mother. "But you wouldn't believe the mischief she gets into!" The adults broke into laughter. "Why, the other day, she--" Marie interrupted, "May I be excused? It was nice to see you," she curtsied and hurried out of the room.
Marie climbed the staircase and went to her room, feeling dejected. She flopped onto her four-poster bed and stared at the ceiling, then turned onto her side and watched the clouds go by out her window. There were many ships in the harbor, and people were rushing about, hurriedly loading the boats with sugarcane and other goods. Marie's eyes drooped as she lay there, until she was fast asleep.
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Marie sat in a swing, gripping the rope in both hands. Her elegant dress ruffled in the wind, as did her wavy golden hair. She scanned the horizon with intense blue eyes, searching, always searching. After sitting for a few more moments, the girl got up with a sigh, and walked inside her home. She was inside the family's parlor, and her mother had her friends over, again.
"Marie, won't you come over to say hello to James and Eliza?" her mother asked. Marie walked over and curtsied, a sweet smile playing across her rosy lips. Inwardly, she wished she had stayed outside for a while longer. Perhaps she'd have seen it if she had been more patient. And she did not wish to be trapped listening to the adults' gossip. "Hello Mr. Patterson, Mrs. Patterson."
"Marie, what a lovely young woman you've become! Why, the last time we came calling, you were only this tall," Mr. Patterson smiled as he motioned with his hands. Mrs. Patterson remained quiet, silently looking Marie over. "She really is becoming a young woman, isn't she?" said Marie's mother. "But you wouldn't believe the mischief she gets into!" The adults broke into laughter. "Why, the other day, she--" Marie interrupted, "May I be excused? It was nice to see you," she curtsied and hurried out of the room.
Marie climbed the staircase and went to her room, feeling dejected. She flopped onto her four-poster bed and stared at the ceiling, then turned onto her side and watched the clouds go by out her window. There were many ships in the harbor, and people were rushing about, hurriedly loading the boats with sugarcane and other goods. Marie's eyes drooped as she lay there, until she was fast asleep.
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