The 100th Alice
Notice: LEWIS CARROLL CREATED WONDERLAND AND ALL ITS CHARACTERS. I do not own any of the original characters created by Lewis Carroll. I do own several characters.
Hello everyone! Please at the end of this chapter, leave a review to let me know how I've done! If you notice any spelling or grammar mistakes, please notify me and I will try to improve in the future. I really hope you enjoy this story! It takes place in London, England at first. Our protagonist is Emmeline Collins who is a 13 year old girl. She is a quiet polite reserved young lady who lives with her father. Enjoy the story!
Chapter 1
Emmeline Collins
One, two, three little transparent droplets of rain ascended from the sky at once and landed on Emmeline Collins' windowsill. Emmeline was a frail looking girl. She had pale skin and grey eyes with tiny golden flecks outlining the irises. Raven black hair fell just below her shoulders in messy ringlets that bounced only the slightest bit when she walked.
Emmeline was an unusual little thing and most people labelled her as things such as 'odd', 'strange', 'unusual' which she found amusing. She may be all those things, but she was a different kind of 'odd', 'strange', and 'unusual'. Since she was 5, she had had the same dream about the same place every night. It was like a curse put upon the poor thing.
That place in her dreams was a place called Wonderland, although she didn't know it yet. Wonderland was filled with a new adventure at every corner, unusual adventures to tell the truth. They consisted of talking animals, lively hair colouring, dragons, and evaporating people.
Now, Emmeline stared out her window and watched as raindrop after raindrop fell one after the other. Every now and then, she'd smooth her white peter pan collar that was attached her her plain grey dress. The dress reached just below her knees and she had clearly outgrown it.
Her father was an author though his books were seldom bought. You see, Emmeline was very much like her father; odd, strange, and unusual. Her fathers style of writing was different and people preferred to stick to boring old normality. This left Emmeline and her father, dangerously poor. They couldn't afford much and lived in a small stone house. Her father, Arthur Collins, was not very much like his daughter in appearance. He had red tufts of hair and green eyes. The only thing that they had in common in terms of appearance was their face structure; same chin, same nose, same lips, same cheekbones.
At the moment, her father was in his study, working on a new book. He barely had time to spend with his beloved daughter and although he didn't have the time (or knowledge) to show it, he loved his little girl dearly. All of his former energy had evaporated after his wife, Lilliana Collins, passed away from a deathly illness. Arthur was once a lively man who loved his wife and daughter but he became a plain meek one after his wife's passing.
Emmeline often wondered why her father had changed so suddenly and that was what she was wondering at that very second as she stared out of her window. After a few more moments, she remembered something: she had arranged to meet her best friend, Thomas Hale, at their "special place". It was an old wooden bridge situated past the village and right next to a lovely little meadow that they used to visit when they were younger with their parents.
She got up and slipped on a blue lace dress. She put on her black boots and laced them up before leaving the house. Her father wouldn't mind if she left for a little while, she thought. Emmeline walked out onto the dry grass found in front of her house and then onto the winding gravel path that went through the forest to the heart of the village.
When she reached the forest, she took a deep breath of fresh air. It smelled of trees and tree sap as usual. She loved the smell. She continued walking through the enormous forest, under trees, over logs, and through streams, her blue dress getting dirtier and wetter all the long. Then, she saw it. A blur of white at first but then after a few seconds of watching it hop around, a distinguishable white rabbit.
Emmeline observed for a few more seconds before deciding to pursue it. She ran after it, almost as quick as the rabbit, and managed to see it jump into a hole under a tree. Emmeline had seen this tree many times before although she couldn't recognize it. She peered through the hole, unsure of what to do.
And that is the very first chapter of my new fanfiction, "The 100th Alice"! I'm sorry if it is short, I wanted to end it because next will be from the rabbit's perspective. I know it looks like another Alice In Wonderland but really, it isn't. Later on in the story, it'll prove to be quite different from it. Anyway, hope you enjoyed and expect more tomorrow!