Disclaimer: I don't own Oban, because if I did, I probably wouldn't still be living with my mom.
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For Eva, life had finally settled down. She lived with Don now and they where a happy family just like they had been ten years before. Stan and Koji where still mechanics, although; their jobs where now much less stressful. No one knew where Rick was, but maybe that was for the better and Aikka, with the rest of the racers had headed back to his homeland. Yes, life had finally slowed down. It was a simple fact, Oban was over, and apparently so was Eva's weekend.
Eva sat, laptop open, the blank word document stared at her as if mocking her current situation. It was Friday, finally Friday, but now Eva wasn't so sure she would have minded it to be Thursday or maybe even Monday. Her grammar teacher, Ms. Yam, had decided that because Eva seemed have missed a huge chunk of what they had done that year, the little punk (What Ms. Yam called her) needed to catch up. By catch up Eva soon realized that meant write a ten page essay on the difference between fairy tales when they where first told and how the media had changed them to be told.
Now like most children, Eva had been told these stories before bed, but when her family fell apart, so did her desire to read further into the pages of Grimm's Fairytales. Everything she wanted was so different from the wants of the heroines of the stories. She wasn't looking for her prince or wishing to marry a handsome knight, all she wanted was to have a family again. No fairytale she read could even remotely relate to that.
The grass under our main character was soft and long almost as if it was trying to engulf those who sat upon it, and as Eva looked up into the blue evening sky, she wondered about the great race. She wondered if she would ever see any of her adversaries again. She wondered if the great Prince Aikka had become a great king… Maybe a king with a queen? She wondered if Jordan was okay; would she ever see him again? And lastly, as the clouds rolled by, she wondered if this was the end of her adventures.
Shrugging off all her doubts and worries, she glared at the key board and began to aggressively type a beginning for her activity of the weekend.
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The twilight air seemed to sparkle as it swept through the red and black hair of the girl that continued to type in the now somewhat moist grass. Looking around, Eva swore at her lack of being able to tell time and shut her laptop ever so quickly.
'Dad will be so pissed' she thought to herself. Just then, as if on cue, thoughts of Jordan seemed to pop into her head.
Shaking her head as if the thoughts could just fly out her ears and fall to the grassy ground, she let desperation fall into her voice, 'Not now, I can't think about it now!' Her pace increased, 'I need to get home, I can't--- I can't… think about him.' Eva's head drooped as if to let in the memories that now almost seemed to be plagued with sorrow, fill her skull. Her pace came to a screeching halt as all her memories of him flashed in front of her eyes almost like an action movie flashes scene by scene right into your face as you try to take it all in. They where all so sweet, beginning to end, yet the end seemed to grab at her heart… Parting is such sweet sorrow.
Looking up at the darkening sky she muttered, 'I really do miss you, Jordan.'
And as Eva looked down to the grass below her a familiar voice gave a 'That's all I needed to hear.' It was Jordan's voice, he sounded pleased, but when Eva glanced around he was no where to be seen.
Just then the previously calm and pure around Eva began to swirl into something somewhat similar to a tornado, but much more pathetic, as it wasn't picking up houses or cars. The wind seemed to center around her, and as she frantically glanced around the outline of a man became clear to the eye. The wind seemed to shape him, and as the seconds flashed by his completion cleared showing what seemed to Eva as her old partner, Jordan. The blur of Jordan reached out its hollow hand and just as Eva went to take it, everything broke apart and faded away, like clouds leaving a sunny day. Everything was normal again, but after a few glances here and there Eva realized the background for the scene had changed.
Yes, our little main character wasn't in Kansas anymore.
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I hope you guys liked! I know it didn't really get into the story, which is why I PROMISE to put up the next chapter either today or tomorrow! Hopefully tomorrow! By the way, if you're wondering why I used grammar instead of English or Language, it's because one, Eva is French so she wouldn't be learning English and two, language sounds like she's learning a different language. People always correct me with one if I'm using the other. Please Review!