The Crossing
Chapter One: An introduction A/N: Okay three rules. 1.) I will update about every three weeks, maybe less, because I have two stories I like (glares at fourth story) 2.) No flames.. They will start rants. They are kinda scary cuz I don't think about what I write. 3.) Look at rule 2. This is my first movie fic, and eighthish story. There. This will be about the same as the movie, only with my OCs, Ri, and Aurora. Not Mary Sues. I hope. Disclaimer: I own Aurora, Ri, and Phoenix Song. Kate belongs to herself, thankfully.
I, thirteen year old Gabrielle, known as Ri, have a very colorful room. My purple bedspread, orange pillows, green carpet, scarlet lampshade, and multicolored walls testified to that. In fact the only not colorful thing is my bookcase, which was white. But my books, which took up a shelf, are gold, silver, green, red, blue, every color imaginable.
Suddenly, a charcoal gray thing shot into the room from my closet. Then I walked out of the closet. A blue green shirt was on my curly brown/blonde hair , my green eyes were puzzled, and a pair of jeans were in my hands.
"Mom where's my new shirt? I can't find it!" I called.
"I put it in your closet on your jeans!" my mom called out.
Hmm. I pulled down my jeans and they fell everywhere. Maybe there on the floor of my closet still. Looking at her closet, I groaned. My clothes were everywhere. Oh no, she'll make me clean up. I folded a pair of jeans and shoved them on the top shelf. Most of my shirts were on hangers, so it didn't take too long. Still no shirt.
"Gabby, why do you have a shirt on your head?" My little sister Kate asked when she came in.
"Three things. Don't call me Gabby, get out of my room and what shirt?"
"Three things. I can call you whatever I want, where's my Freaky Friday movie and the shirt on your head." Kate shot back.
I reached up, grabbed the shirt, gave her the movie that was on my middle shelf, and stuck my tongue out at her. Little sisters can be so juvinile. She grinned and left. Note to self : Stop saying what's on my mind. I get in trouble. I stuffed my stuff in the blue gray bag. It consisted of this.
1 toothbrush Hairbrush 10 dollars The movie Clue Cold Fire by Tamora Pierce My charcoal gray pajamas A bottle of Coke My new shirt Jeans Socks Flashlight Etc. And most importantly: My DVD of Pirates of the Caribbean
I was going to sleep over my best friend Aurora's house, and who knows what will happen when I go there. I sure didn't this time.
Why? You ask. Aurora is RANDOM! Crazy but true. We went to see Legally Blonde 2 once and ended up having a soda drinking contest. I won, and Aurora started making sense! Scary.
But this was even weirder. We would go on the craziest adventure ever. Into a movie. Pirates of the Caribbean, to be exact. With an ancient spell book. It would try my wits, endurance, and sanity.
Chapter Two: Aurora and a spellbook
When I got to Aurora's house, she was waiting. And bouncing. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. And so on.
"Guess what I found!" she squealed.
"A LOT of sugar?" I guessed.
"No, something really cool!" She dragged me up to her attic. Her house was over a hundred years old, and the attic was filled with junk. She went to an old battered trunk, opened it and pulled out an old book entitled Songs of the Phoenix. She opened it and read aloud a spell entitled Time Travel.
Air and water I summon thee,
Take me far and away.
Across time
With this book of mine.
Back like the waves.
Like air in a cave.
At first, nothing happened. I asked her, "What was that about?"
"To see if it works."
"Why wait for me?"
"Why not?"
Then a swirl of light surrounded us, and the spell took.
A/N: Cool? R/R.
Chapter One: An introduction A/N: Okay three rules. 1.) I will update about every three weeks, maybe less, because I have two stories I like (glares at fourth story) 2.) No flames.. They will start rants. They are kinda scary cuz I don't think about what I write. 3.) Look at rule 2. This is my first movie fic, and eighthish story. There. This will be about the same as the movie, only with my OCs, Ri, and Aurora. Not Mary Sues. I hope. Disclaimer: I own Aurora, Ri, and Phoenix Song. Kate belongs to herself, thankfully.
I, thirteen year old Gabrielle, known as Ri, have a very colorful room. My purple bedspread, orange pillows, green carpet, scarlet lampshade, and multicolored walls testified to that. In fact the only not colorful thing is my bookcase, which was white. But my books, which took up a shelf, are gold, silver, green, red, blue, every color imaginable.
Suddenly, a charcoal gray thing shot into the room from my closet. Then I walked out of the closet. A blue green shirt was on my curly brown/blonde hair , my green eyes were puzzled, and a pair of jeans were in my hands.
"Mom where's my new shirt? I can't find it!" I called.
"I put it in your closet on your jeans!" my mom called out.
Hmm. I pulled down my jeans and they fell everywhere. Maybe there on the floor of my closet still. Looking at her closet, I groaned. My clothes were everywhere. Oh no, she'll make me clean up. I folded a pair of jeans and shoved them on the top shelf. Most of my shirts were on hangers, so it didn't take too long. Still no shirt.
"Gabby, why do you have a shirt on your head?" My little sister Kate asked when she came in.
"Three things. Don't call me Gabby, get out of my room and what shirt?"
"Three things. I can call you whatever I want, where's my Freaky Friday movie and the shirt on your head." Kate shot back.
I reached up, grabbed the shirt, gave her the movie that was on my middle shelf, and stuck my tongue out at her. Little sisters can be so juvinile. She grinned and left. Note to self : Stop saying what's on my mind. I get in trouble. I stuffed my stuff in the blue gray bag. It consisted of this.
1 toothbrush Hairbrush 10 dollars The movie Clue Cold Fire by Tamora Pierce My charcoal gray pajamas A bottle of Coke My new shirt Jeans Socks Flashlight Etc. And most importantly: My DVD of Pirates of the Caribbean
I was going to sleep over my best friend Aurora's house, and who knows what will happen when I go there. I sure didn't this time.
Why? You ask. Aurora is RANDOM! Crazy but true. We went to see Legally Blonde 2 once and ended up having a soda drinking contest. I won, and Aurora started making sense! Scary.
But this was even weirder. We would go on the craziest adventure ever. Into a movie. Pirates of the Caribbean, to be exact. With an ancient spell book. It would try my wits, endurance, and sanity.
Chapter Two: Aurora and a spellbook
When I got to Aurora's house, she was waiting. And bouncing. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. And so on.
"Guess what I found!" she squealed.
"A LOT of sugar?" I guessed.
"No, something really cool!" She dragged me up to her attic. Her house was over a hundred years old, and the attic was filled with junk. She went to an old battered trunk, opened it and pulled out an old book entitled Songs of the Phoenix. She opened it and read aloud a spell entitled Time Travel.
Air and water I summon thee,
Take me far and away.
Across time
With this book of mine.
Back like the waves.
Like air in a cave.
At first, nothing happened. I asked her, "What was that about?"
"To see if it works."
"Why wait for me?"
"Why not?"
Then a swirl of light surrounded us, and the spell took.
A/N: Cool? R/R.