Cinderella mentalist
Hi everyone after re-reading my first chapter with my sis I realized how horrible my grammar was so I went through and fixed it. Hope it's easier to understand now ^_^
Ok so basically this is a take off on the Disney Cinderella, I just wanted to see how this would turn out if you like it please review if you don't then please be nice. This is my first ever fanfic so pleeeeaaasssseee be nice thank you. I know my grammer isn't so amazing so please ignore it, if anyone wants to be my Beta reader I would love to talk with you. Ok enough Rambling from me on with the story. Oh p.s I do not own the mentalist although I like many others wish I did it belongs to its respective owners. And I also do not own Cinderella that belongs to Disney.
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Once upon a time there was a girl named Teresa, she lived in a small town with her father, Richard Lisbon, mother, Sarah Lisbon, and her two brothers, Tommy and James. All three of the children had their parent's dark brown hair, but Tommy took mostly after Richard, his strong jaw line, muscly build, and hot temper proved it, but he had his mother's eyes; Sarah would often laugh and say, "At least there's some of me in you." James, however, looked more like his mother; he had her fair skin, high cheekbones and her easygoing attitude. Richard liked to joke that if James grew out his hair and put on a dress he wouldn't be able to tell the two of them apart.
Teresa, on the other hand was a completely different story altogether. She was sort of a mix between Richard and Sarah, almost as though the universe couldn't decide whom she should be more like so it just crossed its fingers and hoped for the best. She had her mothers pale skin and cheekbones, but her father's straight nose and delicately shaped ears. She had inherited her mother's cleverness, however her temper was more like that of her father. And unlike Tommy and James her eyes were emerald green like Richard's.
They all lived very comfortably in a large house next to a long dirt road that led into town. The Lisbon's had three servants named Mary, Becky, and Elis, they were all well into their sixties, and one butler named Sam Bosco. Sam had known the Lisbon's since before the three children were born, and he was more like a friend then a butler. During the day while Richard and Sarah worked he would watch over the children, as their self-appointed nurse, to make sure they behaved themselves, this however was much easier said then done.
Teresa, Tommy, and James would often play tricks on the poor unsuspecting old maids. This usually resulted in lots of shouting and cursing and, on more then one occasion concluded with Sam having to drag the children off to their rooms while Mr. and Mrs. Lisbon apologized to the maids for trouble.
In most cases Sam was usually able to tell who the prankster was; Tommy's pranks were loud and attention grabbing, with lots of shrieks and yelps. For example, in the case of who put the snake in the extremely expensive teapot? You guessed it! James's pranks, though few, were much quieter and for lack of a better word nicer then Tommy's like the time when he dyed Mary's dirtiest skirt pink. Of course she was not thrilled about it but at least it wasn't her newest one. Teresa's tricks, on the other hand, were much more clever then Tommy and James, and frequently involved hiding objects. She would often try to direct suspicion away from herself, such as the time when Becky had managed to meet a nice gentleman to have tea with but could not find her new shoes. She searched everywhere for them, and in the end had to cancel with the poor man because she couldn't find any suitable shoes to wear (her shoes were later discovered hidden in Elis's room, under a pile of blankets).
Yes, life for the Lisbon's was good, until one day a horrible accident occurred. Mrs. Lisbon had been out shopping in the town when a carriage ran her over, it was later discovered that the driver had been drunk.
The funeral was held on a warm Tuesday morning at the little church in the middle of town, many people came to offer their condolences. When the service was over the remaining family and friends returned to the house. A small lunch was served in the library, and cups of tea were passed around to each person. Ladies in dark clothing and carefully made faces looked around and observed their surroundings. Some nodded with approval, while others raised their perfect eyebrows and pursed their lips distastefully at whatever objects displeased them. The older gentlemen talked softly while occasionally pausing for a drink of brandy or to puff on their cigars.
Teresa watched the guests from a large armchair in the corner of the room. She watch the women nibble on their little sandwiches and daintily drink their tea, and she watched the men laugh heartily as they puffed away on those revolting cigars. Looking around for Tommy and James she spotted them over by the fire- place with their cousins Albert, and Henry. They looked like they were having fun. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her aunt Millicent surrounded by a group of other women. They were all huddled together, and whispering furiously amongst themselves. And close by were her daughters, Anna and Hannah, they were around Teresa's age (she was 8 at the time).
Teresa didn't much like her aunt; she was a shallow, gossipy woman, and her children were even worse. She felt that they were stupid, and annoying, and boring, for example one summer Aunt Millicent visited, and she brought along Anna and Hannah (who are identical twins) and Henry. Teresa, Tommy, James, Henry, and Albert would play tag. But the twins would just sit and watch.
"Why aren't you playing?" asked Teresa.
"Because" said Hannah in her most grown up voice "Mother says that if we run we will wrinkle our dresses, and get dirty." Gesturing to their nice new white dresses.
"So?" Teresa said.
"Sooo" Anna said as though it was obvious "If we wrinkle our dresses or get dirty then we will look poor,"
"So" Hannah finished "If we don't play then we wont look poor."
"Oh" Teresa said not understanding.
"Besides tag is for babies and little children." Anna said.
"No it's not!" Teresa said indignantly "My brothers and I play it all the time, it's fun."
"You never see any grown-ups playing tag" Hannah shot back.
"My mommy and daddy always play with us!" Teresa protested.
"Well then they're dumb." Said Anna, "Yeah real dumb" echoed Hannah.
"No your dumb!" said Teresa. The twins gasped
"No we're not!" they both said at the same time. "How dare you say that to us!" Hannah said standing up, but unfortunately for her Anna was sitting on her dress, so when she tried to stand she ended up falling flat on her face. "You did that on purpose!" She yelled at Teresa.
"I didn't even touch you!" Teresa said.
"I'm gonna tell my mother." Bawled Hannah, "and I'm gonna tell her how you called us dumb, then you'll be in big trouble!" Said Anna, and with that they two of them went running off to do just that.
Teresa laughed at the memory, ah how childish she had been back then, if only she had known then what she knew now. If someone makes you angry, you take a step back breath deeply for 10 seconds then sock them with all your might. Teresa began to grow sleepy; the soft babble of voice and clinking plates and silverware had a very soporific effect on her. I think I'll rest my eyes for a minute she thought to her self as her eyelids closed. She was very annoyed because only a second after she closed her eyes she felt someone shaking her shoulder. She opened her eyes ready to give who ever woke her up a piece of her mind when she realized that it was Sam who was shaking her. "What's the matter Sam?" she asked sleepily.
"It's time to go upstairs for bed Ms. Teresa." He said kindly. Teresa looked around, outside the windows it was night. The moon shone brightly in the sky, and the library was empty except for her and Sam.
"Where's my father?" She asked realizing that she must have slept for much longer then a second, and that he was no where to be found. Sam frowned a bit
"He umm already went to bed." He replied.
"Oh" Teresa said "Alright then, are the boys asleep?"
"Yes they are" he replied with a smile. "The only ones still up are you and I."
"Oh well then I guess we ought to go to sleep then, shouldn't we?" Teresa said with a smile.
"Yes we should" Sam chuckled, "Come on Ms. Teresa I'll walk you to your room."
"Ok!" She said taking his hand. When they reached her room she gave Sam a hug then quickly got into her bed and snuggled up in her nice warm sheet and was soon dreaming peacefully.
~Interlude 3 years later~
"Come on Grace, you're gonna have to run faster!" Teresa called gleefully over her shoulder as she ran.
"I'm going as fast as I can." Cried Grace as she struggled to keep up; her bright orange hair flew behind her as she ran.
"Well go even faster!" yelled Teresa.
"Terry look out!" cried Grace but it was too late SMACK!
"OWWW!" Teresa yelled as she fell onto her back.
"Are you *pant pant* alright?" Grace asked breathlessly.
"Yeah but the idiot who didn't get out of my way wont be when I'm done with him!" Teresa said angrily. "What's your problem didn't you see me running?" she yelled at the other victim of the collision.
He had short curly blond hair and bright blue eyes. He was slightly taller than Teresa and maybe a year older too.
"Yes, but I assumed that when you saw me you would stop." He said rubbing his head.
"Why would I stop? You're the one in the way!" She said indignantly.
"But you should have looked where you were going." The boy retorted smartly.
"Well so should you!" Teresa yelled back.
"I was," the boy pointed out with a smug grin.
"Why you!" Teresa said lunging at him ready to tear out his eyes and beat him into a pulp. Or that's what she would have done if Grace hadn't grabbed her at the last second.
"Come on calm down it was an accident." Grace said.
"Let me at im' let me at im'!" Teresa shouted. The boy laughed quietly
"Look I'm sorry about before." He said holding out his hand. If looks could kill his hand would have been incinerated by the glare Teresa was giving it.
"Come on I mean it I really am sorry" he said extending his hand more.
"Fine." Teresa said finally reaching out and shaking the boys hand.
"Hmm you know you have really small hands, and feet," he said casually, "My name is Patrick,"
"Ok." She said jerking her hand away with a glare.
"Now you tell me your name," he said.
"Nope." Teresa said flatly.
"But why?" He asked.
"Because." Teresa responded.
"Can I call you No Name?" Asked Patrick.
"Fine"
"Ok No Name, how about this lets play a guessing game, and if I win you tell me your name ok?"
"How does this game work?" She asked suspiciously.
"It's easy," Patrick said "you tell me things about you and I'll guess if it's true or not." He said grinning.
"Ok deal" Teresa said with a smirk. "I have 2 sisters, I have my dads eye color, my birthday is in October, and my mothers name is Rebecca." Patrick stared at her intensely for a few minutes.
"You don't have 2 sisters but I believe you do have 2 brothers, and you do have your dads eye color, you were born some time in summer I believe probably August, and your mothers name is not Rebecca." He said. Grace's mouth was wide open, but Teresa was staring at him disbelievingly
"How did you know that!" Grace yelled.
"I'm just observant." Patrick said modestly. "So can I get a name?" he asked looking back at Teresa.
"All right that was pretty impressive." She said. " My name is T-"
"JANNNEEEEE!" A loud voice yelled. They turned to see a large figure charging towards them
"EEEKKKKK!" Grace screamed. "IT'S A BEAR!" she hid behind Teresa.
Patrick laughed "That's no bear, that's just Rigsby" The boy, Rigsby, came to a stop right in front of Patrick. He was tall, with light brown hair and brown eyes, Teresa wasn't surprised that Grace had mistook him for a bear.
He looked tired and out of breath,"Finallllyyy!" he said panting hard. "Cho and I have been looking everywhere for you! You know you can't go out alone!"
"Rigsby!" came a voice from behind them, "Did you find him?"
"Yeah Cho he's right here." A tall Asian looking boy with spikey black hair walked up to them, he had a serious look on his face.
"Hi Cho long time no s—" Patrick didn't even finish his sentence when the boy Cho punched him hard in the nose. He fell to the ground clutching his face
"That's for sneaking off." Cho said his expression never changing.
"Ok I dink I deserbed dat" Patrick said in a muffled voice.
"Come on Rigsby lets get going….Rigsby?" Cho turned around to see Rigsby staring at the two girls. "Snap out of it" Cho said flicking him in the arm. Rigsby blinked a few times then seem to realize what he was doing. He muttered a soft "sorry" while blushing furiously. Cho rolled his eyes "Excuse us ladies." He said with a bow.
"Umm… bye" Rigsby mumbled still blushing.
"Bye" Patrick said still holding his nose, Teresa nodded, she watched them walk away.
Suddenly she realized that she still hadn't told Patrick her name, "Come on Grace let's go," She said before he came back and asked. "Race you home!"
Ok so that was the first chapter I know it was kinda long im sorry about that. But anyway please review if you liked it ^_^ The next chapter should be along shortly it will be called "A Dream is a W— DAMN THAT CLOCK!"