'Remember Me?' Is the sequel to 'Childhood Sweetheart.' I actually only wrote Childhood Sweetheart as a background for this, and this Fan Fiction will be a lot longer….hopefully…
You may want to read it before you read this…it will explain a lot…trust me…
Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own Thunderbirds….but yeah…Holly is my creation and doesn't appear in TV or Movie.
Remember Me?
Chapter 1: Trapped
She stood there, alone and cold.
Her skis were over her shoulder and her fleece zipped up over her body. Her long brown hair was blow back by the icy wind. She sighed. It was 6 years later and Holly Hazel was 19. Her life had never really got back to normal since John and his family left. An Island, She sighed again. True, she had partly got over it…and she had had to carry on with her life. But the happiness she had shared all those years ago had never been re-lived. Not with any of her few friends and she had no family. It wasn't her fault she had hardly any friends. Who wanted to be friends with somebody who never talked to anyone and hardly ever smiled? 'Exactly', she thought to herself.
It was early on the ski slope and she was alone at the top. Several professional skiers were on their way up…but Holly liked the peace of the morning. She didn't want to see those amazing people showing off what they did best, because Holly commonly thought she was useless herself. This opinion however, was entirely her own. Her teachers had said she was conscientious at school and she never had said anything horrible to anyone else….but then again, she didn't really say anything to anyone else and never had put her hand up in lessons. She preferred to work silently.
She was in her first year of University, and was working very well. Her lack of speech generally put across the thought she was unsociable, or unemotional, but anyone who stared into those green eyes for long enough would sense longing, loneliness and so much of her uncharacteristic emotion that they would definitely be surprised.
She stood at the top of a medium slope, gazing down at the bright, warm lights of the town below. The wind was getting noisier …or was it her imagination. She walked away from the slope, preferring to take a small walk by herself…what did she care it was dangerous. She wasn't a risk-taking individual, or a thrill seeker, but she seemed to have lost the meaning of life over her quiet teenage years and didn't care if something happened to her, she may even have welcomed it.
She didn't notice the people below pointing above, to the peak. And the screams she heard she though were hallucinations or the whistling of the ever growing wind. Ever growing wind? She couldn't feel the wind anymore…she was sheltered, but the noise got louder and louder…
Holly was antisocial, but she had several non-academic skills and attended a few clubs. For one, she was incredibly good at gymnastics and was quiet nimble, also she had joined the Land Scouts when she was younger and knew a few survival tips. She had entered the white trimmed trees on the hillside and the wind had stopped harassing her ears. And then she knew what she was hearing….
The pure white barrier glided with gathering speed down the mountain. Its front line glittered in the weak morning sunlight while its rumbling got louder and louder. Holly barely had time to scream before her instincts shot in, stating the obvious 'AVALANCHE!' her brain screamed….and she heard the same shout coming from below. But she herself ran to the nearest tree and started to climb it. She ignored blisters that were starting to rise on her palms and climbed steadily.
The avalanche struck and her tree swayed. Her feet nearly got taken away by the snow, but she managed to avoid the snow. She climbed higher and higher. The snow stopped.
And she looked through the retreating blizzard, and saw her pass cut off completely.
She was alone and cold, still.
Thank you for all my lovely review on Childhood Sweetheart! enjoy the sequel!