Esmerelda the Overlander
Esmerelda the Overlander
I don't own the Underland Chronicles people. But I do own my people.
Esmerelda walked through the doors of the lobby. Her new apartment was everything she expected. It was damp, smelly, and….ew. "You'll love, it!" her mom had said. Yeah. Right. Esmerelda thought. She picked the last box of her stuff up and began to walk up the stairs with it. She got to her floor and stared at the open door. The summer heat was too much. She was about to walk in when she noticed a pair of small eyes peeking out from next door. The open door showed that the pair of eyes belonged to a three-year-old girl with bouncy, brown, curly hair.
"Hey," Esmerelda mumbled.
"Lizzie! Some kids are moving in! They're going next door!" the little girl called. She opened the door a little wider.
"Boots, you need to close the door or else the cold air will go out!" the supposedly girl named Lizzie called back. Boots? What kind of name was that? A boy her age came out and scooped 'Boots' up. He turned to go back in his apartment and saw Esmerelda standing there.
"Oh, hey," he said. "My name's Gregor. This is my three-year-old sister, Boots." He blushed. "Well, really Margaret but we call her Boots because in the winter she wears our boots around..." he trailed off. Esmerelda smiled and set down her box.
"My name is Esmerelda. I'm moving in next door." Esmerelda said. She curled her hair bhind her ear.
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Gregor asked.
"Only two brothers and a sister. Yep, greeaat. Well, I guess they're not always bad. At least not my sister. She's awesome," Esmerelda replied.
"Yeah, sometimes they get on your nerves, sometimes they're awesome. Do you want me to help you unpack your car?" Gregor asked.
"Most of our stuff is out. And I wouldn't want to have to put you through all of that on your Friday afternoon," Esmerelda replied.
"Okay. See you around, Esmerelda. Oh! Do you want to come with me and my sisters to Central park later?"
"Sure! Should I bring my brothers and sister?"
"Sure. Bye!" Gregor said. Esmerelda waved and walked inside her apartment. She brought the box to her room.
Greeeaaat. Now I have to unpack all of this crap. she thought. Just as she began to unpack, her mom came in the door.
"Hi honey! How are you? Do you like it here? Where's-"
"Mom, can Beatrice, Dylan, Tyler, and i go to Central Park later?" Esmerelda asked.
"Sure honey! If you watch them. We don't want another 'carnival' episode-"
"Mom! That was four years ago," Esmerelda cried.
"Okay." her mom smiled and walked back outside. Esmerelda ran next door and knocked on the door.
"Hello?" a kind voice asked. the owner of the voice must be Gregor's dad, since Gregor's dad opened the door.
"Is Gregor there? I just moved-" Esmerelda s tarted.
"You must be Esmerelda! Gregor told us he was going to the park with you later," Gregor's dad raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, I was going to take my sister and two brothers. Gregor was going to bring..." Think...think! What were their names?
"Lizzie and Boots?" Grgeor's dad asked.
"Yeah!" Esmerelda said.
"How about in thirty minutes?"
"Sure," Esmerelda said. "Bye!" she walked back to her apartment and changed. She walked into her bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her straight, black hair fell all the way to her waist. She walked back to her room and sat in the only other thing besides the floore in her "bedroom". Technicly, it was the storage space. She grabbed her notebook and began to write.
x.X.x.
Gregor like Esmerelda. He felt like he knew her, like she was an old friend coming back for a visit. He trusted her. He hadn't told his family what he was going to do. They would freak out if they knew- Gregor tried not to think about it. He placed the scroll in his pocket. His dad had found it in the laundry room, next to the air shaft that morning. Gregor nor his sisters were aloud anywhere near the passageways to the Underland. It seemed to be another prophecy but it made no sense. More Banes? Crazy. Also, why would they need another Overlander? It already mentioned him. It made NO sense. Sandwhich was going crazy. He remembered how the Underlanders' practicly worshipped Sandwhich and his prophecies. Ripred thoguht it was crazy too. Along with...Gregor couldn't think about his dead bond. It filled him with grief. Gregor hadn't been to the Underland in a year, ever since the Prophecy of Time. His mom let them stay in New York, but his family wasn't aloud in the Underland. They had begged, pleaded, but his mom would not give in. but with a new prophecy, he was going to have to go back!
"Gregor! It's eleven o' clock! You better get to Central Park!" his dad called.
"What? Gregor's going some where? Where's he going?" his mom asked from the kitchen.
"Yes mom. With Esmerelda and her brothers and sister. I'm bringing Boots and Lizzie. We're going to Central Park-" Gregor told Grace, but was cut off.
"Central Park? You three better not go ANYWHERE near that rock!" Grace exclaimed.
"I can't go to the Underland with Esmerelda there!" Gregor called. He hadn't even thought of going to the rock.
"Alright! You better not be late!" his mom said. Gregor walked out the front door with Lizzie and Boots. He saw Esmerelda ushering three other kids out the front door of her house.
"Oh hey!" she said when she saw him. "These are my two three year old twin brothers, Tyler and Dylan, and my nine year old sister, Beatrice."
"This is Boots, and this is Lizzie."
"Shall we?" Esmerelda asked. She smirked. Gregor noticed she looked like a cat when she did that.
"Ladies first." Gregor returned Esmerelda's grin. They walked down the stairs and to Central Park. Boots was about best friends with Tyler and Dylan, and once both Beatrice and Lizzie were brave enough to start a conversation, so were they. Gregor glanced at Esmerelda, and she noticed. She smiled as Gregor blushed.
x.X.x.
Esmerelda sat on a bench with Gregor as they watched their siblings run around on the grass and sit and talk. gregor turned his head toward her and said something that startled her.
"Esmerelda, what if I told you there was an underground city?" he asked her.
"What? That can't be possible! Can it?" she said. Gregor sighed.
"What if I showed you?"
CLIFF HANGER! Is Gregor really going to show Esmerelda the Underland? What does the prophecy say? And what'a so speacial about Esmerelda? Find out next chapter! Please reveiw!!