"Stirrings"
A Giver FanFiction by Will Beattie
Giver Originally written by Lois Lowry
Chapter 1: "A Special Lesson"
Jonas and Fiona approached the outside of the Givers office. He slammed the break of his bike and Fiona followed close behind.
"So… uh… I guess I'll see you tonight?" Fiona stuttered, struggling to make eye contact. "Yeah!" exclaimed Jonas, evidently not realising Fiona's true feelings for him. Jonas ran up the stairs to the front door, as Fiona stayed behind, getting a good angle on Jonas's fit and sweaty body. She had to look away before he reached the top, as she had to have dry panties for her day working at the House of Old.
Jonas heard the click of the door unlocking and swiftly entered. He exchanged quick small talk with the receptionist before bursting open the door to the Giver's room. To his surprise, The Giver was standing stark naked, his wrinkly reproductive organ dangling for all to see. "We have a special lesson for you today, Jonas. Something that will stay with you forever." The Giver stated, excited.
Jonas looked to the ground, blushing. He immediately knew that it was going to be about the Stirrings. "I… I can't wait. I've been looking forward to this memory for a while." Jonas smiled as he unrobed himself and lay face down on the bed.
The Givers hands felt different today against his exposed skin. They were warm and slippery. A word came into his head… "Lube". The memory finally started. He looked up; he was in someone's bedroom. He was half expecting a naked woman to walk into the room. What he got was very different. He opened up a silver rectangular object. The word "laptop" flashed into his brain. Suddenly his fingers went to work. On the screen a small arrow clicked a button saying "open private window" and they proceeded to click the small keys containing letters. The first one "P". Up next "O" and finished off with R, N, H, U, B, a period, C, O again and finally M. He felt his head looking around the room, as if to make sure no one was there before his finger finally pressing the button with big letters saying, "ENTER"
The page loaded and Jonas was presented with page upon page of small images with naked people pressed up against each other.
He felt something tingling down below. Something he hadn't felt since his dream about Fiona… This must be the stirrings.
Jonas finally was brought back into awareness. He looked around to see the all too familiar sight of the books and chair in the Givers room. He rose up from the bed. "How did you feel?" the Giver questioned. "Good… I think." Jonas replied. "Does it make you want to do things with other people?" The Giver opened himself up, as if to invite Jonas in. Jonas noticed something different about the Giver. Gone was the sad and wrinkly reproductive organ dangling between his legs and in its place was a giant throbbing, veiny masterpiece. A small breath of air escaped Jonas's trembling lips. "Uh… look at the time mister Giver," Jonas pointed to the clock "I must be going." The Giver looked disappointed, as he hadn't had a true human connection since his partner was released all those years ago. But The Giver knew that he would be given much more then a chastisement if he forced himself on the innocent little boy. He held himself back as Jonas and his smooth, soft skin ran through the door.
Jonas ran past the receptionist and through the front door to see Fiona waiting outside. He was confused, as he's left his lesson early and Fiona wasn't supposed to finish work until later. Fiona jerked her head upward after hearing the slam of the door behind Jonas. She realized it might look strange to him if he saw that she had waited the whole day outside the office for Jonas, so she proceeded to act like she wasn't there for him. "Oh!" she exclaimed, "Jonas! Wasn't expecting to see you here, I was just waiting for… uh… Asher!" Jonas knew this wasn't true, as Fiona would know that Asher would be at the recreation centre at this hour. But Jonas, after experiencing that newest memory knew that he wanted to recreate what he saw with Fiona, so whatever lie she was telling he would go along with. "Hey!" Jonas yelled back from the top step "What a coincidence, I'm looking for Asher as well! He's probably still at the recreation centre, I'll go there with you." Fiona blushed as Jonas ran down to greet her. They both climbed onto there bikes and set off into the community.
The ride to the recreation centre was awkward. They both wanted the same thing but neither of them could work up the courage to bring it up. As houses upon houses whizzed by in a blur of black and greys, Fiona finally broke the uncomfortable silence. "So… what are you doing in your training?" Jonas knew he was forbidden to reveal anything, but getting laid was the only thing on his mind right now. He replied with, "The Giver taught me about the stirrings." Fiona looked at him, shocked, as she hadn't been taking the pills for weeks.
She nervously questioned him, "Did… did you enjoy it?" Jonas looked her dead in the eye. "Yes."