I never will forget that house. My mother loved it the first time she ever laid eyes on it. I was only just 14 years old. I was just trying to be a normal girl with blue eyes and light brown shoulder length hair with a love of adventure. I lived in California before my dad got transferred to New England. I didn't want to go, but I always put my family first.
My dad made computers for a good portion of his life, while my mom was a secretary. I was an only child and had one dog. She was a St. Bernard that I called Baby. I had great friends back in California; before I left they threw me the greatest party ever. They made me cry that night and all the way to the airport too.
We where on that plane for, well I don't know how long, but the longer we were on it, the more home sick I felt. My dad told me that we were still going to be able to see the ocean. Our new "home" was going to be in this place called "Cape Cod". The name was funny. When we got there the first thing we did was eat. Thankfully my mom suggested that we get a pizza and my dad was all for it, because we technically had no real food for dinner.
The house was really by the ocean and had a Victorian style to it. It was a grayish purple color with white doors and window frames. My mom told us that the house was built in the Victorian times and that she always wanted a house like that. I really could care less seeing as I was happy with the condo that we had back in Cali. At 14 I automatically thought that my life was over.
When I stepped through the threshold I got this weird over whelming feeling. I didn't know what caused it, but apparently it had no affect on my parents. Baby wouldn't come in though. All she did was just sit on the porch. That creeped me out a little bit. Dad got her inside after about an hour of persuasion, but after that she never left my side. Mom thought that it was because we where in a new home and that Baby just needed some time to adjust. I for one didn't think that that was the reason.
My parents and I moved the furniture around so we would feel at home. After I went to go and check out my room for the first time. The room was nice with sky blue walls and white furnishings. My bed and dresser where put there a while ago. The room had one window covered by white shades. It was relaxing to just lay down on my own bed with Baby by my side. It made me feel calm and at home.
Night came sooner than we thought. My parents went to bed at around 10 so I decided to just look around the new house. After all I was going to live there for a while so I should know what it looks like from the inside out. I checked out the view on our porch. It was really beautiful, the waves were moving back and forth. The sand was white and you could just faintly see shells. Seagulls were moving across the sky over the ocean crying out to each other. And the stars were being reflected in the water. "It's so beautiful". I heard myself say. Maybe I could learn to live here happily.
Maybe I could make new friends and we could hang out on the beach. All these things went rushing through my head. The ocean always made me think about things like that. After a while I went back inside and looked around some more. First was the living room, which led to the kitchen, which led to the basement. I would wait until tomorrow morning to go into the basement. Since the basement was out of the question for me, I went back upstairs and found a study.
For about 2 hours I just sat there reading random stuff. I noticed the time and left the study. As I was leaving I noticed Baby sitting down in the hallway staring at the ceiling. I looked up and saw that it was a door to an attic. I don't know why, but something was pulling me to go check it out. It took me 5 tries to get the cord loose so I could pull down the stairs. When they were down I grabbed a flashlight from a box sitting in the hall. Apparently Baby wanted to go too, so she followed me up into the attic.
It was darker than I thought it would be. Baby was really close to me and was almost leading me to another direction. I shone the light around the room and it was pretty cool. There were old clothes and paintings. Only one window though, and you could still see the ocean. I kept looking around with Baby for a while then I started to get tired. I was turning to go, then, I saw it. That one object changed my life from then on. It changed me! Nothing would ever be the same for me as long as I lived.
A sheet. A single, white sheet covered that thing for years. It covered the secrets and lies that I was naïve enough to uncover. I stepped closer to it wanting to just rip off that sheet and let my curiosity roam free. I was so close to it. My mind was racing. It was as if someone or something wanted me to pull off that sheet right then and there. My fingers just barely touched it before the light switched on. I whipped my head around, only to see my dad there. He looked tired and unhappy "I thought I heard something." He said. "Come on, lets get back to bed." I followed him down with Baby behind me. I just wanted to turn around at that moment and just pull off that stupid sheet. He sent me to bed with Baby and closed my door. It was already 3a.m. when I looked at my clock. I felt so exhausted, so when I felt my head hit my pillow, I fell asleep.
The next day was kinda good, kinda bad. You know those days. First, mom had to go and get more paint for the kitchen and when she came back, it was the wrong color. Then dad had to get to his first day of work, but because of last night, he was tired. Then we had to go food shopping and that took forever. We were done at around six that evening. Dad got home at around 6:30 for dinner. It was then that my dad told me that I was going to be going to school with one of his co-workers. It was Thursday and so I didn't have to go to school until Monday. The last thing I ever wanted to be was the new kid. "Maybe you can make new friends." My mom suggested, but I didn't want new friends. I wanted my old friends. I wanted my old home. I wanted Cali. Imma Cali-girl not a New Englander. All I could do at that moment was get up and go to my room.
My room was my sanctuary turn prison as time went by. I looked out my window at the beach. There were some people there having fun, but I wasn't one of them. I heard Baby whimper from behind me. She was sitting on my bed calling me to her. I patted her head a few times and laid down next to her. Baby was the only friend from home that I got to bring with me. That gave me some reassurance for the night. When I woke up the next morning my mom decided to take me school shopping. We went to at LEAST 15 stores looking for more "New England" type school clothing. It was a huge pain, but hey, now I have winter clothes and some new socks (Baby just loves to chew on socks) to last me for the next year. On our way home mom decided to take a drive by my new school. It was pretty nice. We drove by during lunch so I got a glimpse at some of the kids. Maybe I was looking at my new best friend right there, but I wouldn't know until Monday. Dad was watching some T.V when we got back. "So, how was the school shopping?" he asked us. "Great." I said to him while climbing the stairs to my room. All I wanted to do was put away these clothes and head to the beach for some fun. Baby was sitting on my bed so I thought that it would be fun to bring her with me. I finished putting away my clothes and threw on my bathing suit. Ran downstairs with Baby behind me and went out back to the porch where the yard connects to the beach.
The beach was just amazing. The waves were cool and the wind was perfect. I ran into the water and played with Baby for a while until I got tired. I got out of the water and lay down on the sand and before you knew it I fell asleep. My dream was weird. I was sitting in the living room holding a flower. It looked so weird. It had green petals and kind of looked like a star. Then a strange man came into the room. He had no face or voice. He just kept on coming closer to me until I looked away and saw that the flower was covered in something red and sticky. I saw that my hands were shaking and they felt cold. When I looked closer I saw that I was wearing a dress. It was navy blue with white lace. Then my whole body felt heavy and I couldn't keep my back straight up. I felt my head roll to the back of the chair and my eyes close. Then I felt something poke me. The difference though is that that poke wasn't in my dream.
I woke up only to see the most gorgeous blue eyes staring at me. "Good to see that your awake." He said. "Um, yeah. Who are you?" I asked him. "Oh sorry my names Eric." He said. Eric. That was his name and I couldn't stop blushing. "My name is Alecia." I told Eric. "That's a nice name." He said "It's alright" I said. Personally I thought that my name was just too weird and…unusual. "You know its Greek, right." Said Eric "Well, actually, I didn't know that". I said. "It's a perfect name for you. It means Noble kind. And since you don't seem so thrilled about your name it's the Greek form of Alice." He said. "Wow. That's interesting. You really know your stuff Eric." I said. "Yeah, well my mom works for the museum and so she gives me the facts and names for some school projects. Plus she also loves to quiz me on historical facts during her free time." He said. "Your mom sounds cool. Maybe she can help me out with some medieval history." I said "Or, maybe I can." Said Eric. Wow I couldn't believe it. This hot guy with light brown hair and red highlights was hitting on me. "Maybe you can." I said and that's when I noticed the one thing that got me completely hooked on this guy. Dimples. That's all that I needed to make this meeting into the start of a crush. "You go to school here?" he asked me "Well not yet, I'm kind of new here and won't start school until Monday." I told him. "You going to the high school?" he asked with, I think, hope in his eyes. "Yeah. I am going to the high school. I am a freshman." I said to him. "Cool maybe we'll be in the same class." He said." Hopefully" I replied with earnest. "Wow it's pretty late. Got to get going. Are you coming here tomorrow?" he asked. "Well yeah I do live here." I said. "You live here?" he asked "Yeah I moved into that house just a few days ago." I told him. "Oh, well see ya tomorrow." He said "How about during lunch?" I asked "Yeah I can show you around town." Said Eric as he ran home.
YAY! Finally got this up. So yeah this is one of the stories that I've been working on. It was inspired by the ending song to Vampire Knight~ 'Still Doll' by Kanon Wakeshima. After first listening to it I just couldnt resist creating this story. Comment and you gets a cookie!