Authors Note's:
So Hi you all! I am like in love with the game My Candy Love so I decide to make a FanFiction about it. I would love everyone to post some reviews even if they're just telling me that my story is terrible.
This is my first ever FanFiction so just don't be too harsh. Im going to make this a pretty lenghty one (as in chapters) because even I haven't got the story planned out properly I'm just going with what feels right at the time when I'm writing it! So anyway I will try to post a Chapter every Sunday hopefully but If I don't I am extremely sorry.
Add me on MCL my name is Tarlie (yes I know great name :P) If you have Sweet Crush my name is Sookie :P
I hope you enjoy this story as much as I do and I will answer all your revies on the next chapter I promise. Also don't be afraid to PM me on here and on MCL :)
I do not own any characters or places that are in My candy love. I do however own my characters and the descriptions I use throughout my story!
Prologue:
She stormed out in a fit... A VERY LOUD ONE! Just as usual. Especially when things didn't go her way.
My older sister well... she definitely was something. That's the least I could say about her.
I was the younger, less-pretty, more closed off version of her. Wait...no... I was nothing like my sister, or so I liked to think.
I was younger than her by a year, I had a slightly smaller build which made her angry as she couldn't 'borrow' my clothes. I was probably more angry that she was though. I mean, pretty much everything was smaller. I was shorter, I had smaller feet (could be an advantage though),my hands were tiny... like a child's hand, and not helping my already child-like figure was my very undeveloped chest...I sighed. Me and my mom have had many talks about this and she said things like' Sweetie, everyone has their time, you just have to wait your turn' and 'Your body isn't ready yet but I'm sure it will be soon, my darling' Ugh. I was tired of waiting for My Time, when was it going to be my turn to grow up and stop looking like a 12 year old. I mean for God's sake I was soon to be 16. I pretty much hated the way I looked. My sister obviously got the 'pretty gene'. With her waist-long beautiful blonde curls and her chocolate brown eyes. Her slightly-on-the-large-side breasts that she was not afraid to ..well. The only parts of me that I didn't hate were my deep blue, oceanic type eyes, that my sister had always been jealous of, and my hair. I actually loved my hair. It's naturally blonde like Sapphire's but one day when I was angry at my parents for moving yet again and I was angry at myself for getting to close to people yet again, I decided to commit a rebellious act... or so I thought. I died my hair different shades of blue and bits of purple. The top of my head was indigo which blended into the blue that was attached to a teal bottom part was mostly aqua mixed with lime. When My friend Katy finished, I have to admit that I was very surprised. I expected the whole thing to look like a mess but it was quite the contrary. It was beautiful and it outlined my face and made it looked happier and brighter than ever.
When I got home that night I felt strangely proud of myself for growing up and learning to do what I wanted. Something that my sister had learned to do a very long time ago. I also expected my parents to launch themselves at me in anger and start screaming at me of how 'immature' I was and what not, what I didn't expect is to go downstairs to find my mum, dad and Sapphire on the big, leather couch lost deep in a conversation. I got to the end of the stairs and coughed as loud as I could, making it obvious that I wanted to have their attention. All nearly at once their heads followed by their bodies spun round to face mine. My mum's jaw dropped and my dad gasped, my sister was just in shock. Before they could say anything I started.
"I don't care what you say about this, it's staying. I don't care if all of you here hate it because I love it and this is me and who I am and who I'm going to be and this is also me standing up and saying that I've had enough of you three ordering me around like I'm your little servant that can pick things up after you. All of you. This ends now! If you hate my hair, then simply Get Over It!" I started of talking going into a scream for no reason, other than the fact that all this anger had been building up inside me for all this time and this was a way to express it.
"Oh Scar, my baby, you-y-you look so..." My mum was lost for words.
"Scar. I don't know what to say!" My dad replied.
"Well as you've heard me, I really don't care what you say because nothing that you say will make me change it back!"I shouted back in his face.
"OMG SCAR. LOOK AT YOU. YOUR HAIR. WOW. IT'S AMAZING AND I LOVE IT"My sister exclaimed very jumped on me gripping me tightly and knocking all the air out of me before she finally released me from her deadly clench.
Well that was unexpected.
What just happened?!
"... you look so beautiful, so grown up, so different... a good different." My mum finished off.
"Wait. What? You actually like it. For real. I was expecting you to be really mad at me."I said with a puzzled look on my face.
"Scar, we would never be mad at you for doing what you did. You don't talk to us or anyone else much as a matter of fact...and I think this is just your way of expressing yourself. Let me just tell you it's a beautiful way to express your feelings Scar..." My dad was off on one of his long speeches, that seeme to be never-ending, again.
" I have the biggest news ever, you are going to be so excited when I tell you... actually I'll let mum and dad tell you."Sapphire had me worried now. I didn't like surprises especially when surprises in my family weren't all that good.
"Scar, you know how me and your mum have been talking about a client that has been very interested in us and what we do for people...well he called us yesterday and said that he would pay a lot of money for us to go to Brazil for 3 years to try and find that rare bird...um honey what was it called again?"My mum called out to my dad.
"Spix's Macaw or something like that. I can't remember darling, just show her the picture." My dad yelled back from the kitchen where he went halfway though my mum's explanation.
"Oh right, yeah, the picture. I totally forgot about that. Let me just find it..."My mum said whilst looking through her 'typical explorer' bag.
Finally she took out a beautiful A4 sized picture of the bird she was talking about. It was bird had a dark blue head, a blue body and a greenish belly with a bright mask and bright yellow was the most magnificent bird I have ever seen.
But wait, if they already had a picture of the bird that they were looking for...
Then why were they going to look for it and then photograph it.
I was confused, very confused.
"It's beautiful. So okay, when do I need to start packing for Brazil!" I was actually kind of excited. They were going to be real explorer's.
"Ah. Sweetie, we already told your sister and she was happy with the arrangement so I hope you will be too."My mum started.
What was she talking about.
An arrangement for what?.
I just couldn't get a break, once again I was confused.
"The arrangement is that whilst we, meaning your mother and me are gone, you and your sister will be staying with your auntie Jo."My dad finished.
Oh. No. This was not happening.
"WHAT?! You hope that I will be happy with the arrangement...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS! I am most definitely not happy with the arrangement! Why does no one seem to care what I think, what I want? Saph is always the first to know about every single trip and she is always the one you ask when wondering if we're both alright with it! Did it never occur to you simple minded fucks that I might have something to say about this! NO? Well it should have, because I have a lot to say actually. WE are not just some luggage you can just drop off whenever you feel like it. WE are your kids! You can't just have kids then make them move and leave them at any chance you get!" I screamed at all three of them.
"Sweetie, please calm down, it's not what you think... w-we just..." My mum sounded terrified.
"YOU! SHUT UP I'M NOT DONE TALKING! I meant it when I said that I was done with this! I mean I'm done with you dropping us off to a random city with no sense of what to do whenever you just fucking feel like it. If you have so much money to spend I will gladly take it off your hands and move out of this shit-hole of a house and this fucking deserted town. I HATE YOU. ALL OF YOU AND I WISH YOU'D JUST DIE AND LEAVE ME ALONE AND DIE ALREADY SERIOUSLY!" I screamed as loudly as I could, grabbed my jacket of the hanger by the door and stormed out into the night.
I am sick of all this shit.
I am done with it all.
So we move in with Auntie Jo and then what?
I'll doubt we'll live happily ever after and our lives will be perfect.
Auntie Jo lives in another shit-hole just like this we started a life we would just get dragged out of it again because I obviously didn't deserve happiness!
Ugh. why the fuck is this place so cold. I'm going to look like a complete idiot walking back into the house.
I turned around and walked the long way back to : The house. As I stepped back inside I didn't say a word all I could hear was my mum sobbing in the background and my sister comforting her saying things like 'she didn't mean it' and 'she will be fine, she just needs time'. HA, 1. I meant every word of what I said and 2. I didn't need time, I needed space, somewhere away from them. 3. I also wanted, no, NEEDED a new life badly.
"I'm packing, tell me when Auntie Jo gets here."I said coldly with no expression in my voice.
"I hope you will forgive me, US, someday Scarlett"
I said nothing, just marched straight to my room and slammed the door behind me. As soon as it was certainly shut, tears started falling down my cheeks uncontrollably. Still in tears I shaved everything into my bag and zipped it up. Any furniture that I needed, they could send with a van but all I wanted now is to DIE ALONE IN MY BED! I dropped down onto what I thought was the most comfortable bed in the world and cried without no end. And then there was darkness...