Hey, so I've been a long time fan of the writers on this site and decided I'd try my hand at fan fiction. I'm kind of nervous but I'll take constructive criticism with open arms. :) So I hope you enjoy the first chapter of Moving On. It's primarily background for the OC. I'd appreciate feedback as to whether you find her an interesting character and such. Okay now I'm rambling...enjoy :)
"Life sucks and then you die!" Sparrow cried dramatically flinging her bag from her shoulders entering the flat she shared with her best mate Abbey.
"Welcome home doctor dramatico." Abbey replied pattering past her, clad in the ratty sweats she plopped on the couch.
"Please don't tell me that you've been on that couch all day." Sparrow said with a sigh, face full of concern as she forgot her own day's toil, taking in the girl's appearance.
Since being laid off and left at the altar, Abbey had taken to moping around the place in sweats watching movies to wile away the hours. "What else is there for me to do? No one loves me and I'm a nobody." Abbey replied lying on the couch.
Sparrow offered her a sympathetic grin as she jumped onto the couch beside her. "I don't believe any of that Ab. On a lighter note what did Uncle Grant score for his niece?" Sparrow asked knowing that it would be best to change the subject. She was rewarded when Abbey perked up grabbing excitedly at an unlabeled DVD case,
"I got a copy of the Hobbit movie. I was just about to put it in, you wanna watch?"
Giggling Sparrow nodded ruffling Abbey's hair as she replied, "Sure nerdling let me just go take a shower. Go ahead and get it started."
Midway up the staircase, Sparrow paused hearing Abbey call to her. "Hey what happened at work?"
Growling, Sparrow couldn't help but furrow her brows remembering the day's hell all to well. "Well I had a patient puke on me, then Davis basically announced that we're over in the lobby and I almost lost a patient. To top it off we went on that stupid survival hike mid day missing lunch completely."
Abbey couldn't help her laughter imagine Sparrow bitching. "I'm glad you found my misfortune so bloody amusing." Sparrow barked snapping Abbey back to reality.
"I'm sorry," Abbey called. "Look how about you go shower and I'll order some Chinese from that place down a mile away."
"Sounds good, ay thanks Abbey." Sparrow said shooting her dear friend an appreciative smile that the girl reciprocated. The two had always taken care of one another since they had met at university.
Sparrow would never forget Abbey's face than full of zits and coke bottle glass bringing her an ice pack.
***Flashback***
"Ella…." A timid voice called Sparrow out of her thoughts as she nursed her now bruised jaw. Turning she was surprised to see that the runt was actually there with a bag of ice. She murmured a "thanks" as the girl took a seat beside her on the patio. "Thank you." The blonde said glancing over at the brunette.
"You're welcome." Sparrow replied offering the girl a sincere smile.
The fight broke out at a party. It had obviously had been the girl's first party seeing as how she was dressed for Sunday mass. The rich obnoxious brats were quick to pick on the girl. Sparrow and her friends from the rugby team were quick to rush to her defense.
When the size two wanker Barbie threw the first punch, Sparrow was quick to finish the fight with her own.
"The name's Ella but you can call me Sparrow." The brunette offered the girl her hand.
"Nice to meet you El…Sparrow, I'm Abbey." She replied shaking her hand.
"It's good to meet you Abbey."
***End of Flashback***
After a hot bath, Sparrow felt all the cares of the day had gone down the drain. She did not care that the worst boyfriend on the planet broke up with her, nor did she care that she generally came home in the early mornings when even the sun was too sleepy to make an appearance.
These were the moments she reveled in when she got to treat herself after giving so much to others. After slipping on some jeans and a grey tank, Sparrow pitter-pattered down the stairs expecting to find Chinese and Abbey waiting by the couch. The only thing there however was a note from Abbey.
Hey,
Pho Han's made a big stink about the distance and got the order wrong. So I decided I'd go over and straighten the little bugger out.
~Abs
Sparrow couldn't help but laugh, plopping herself, on the abandoned couch and getting comfortable. Another thing that made this friendship priceless was Abbey's tough girl persona. She taught the dork well.
