I was sitting in my mother's parlor, left hand folded daintily over my right, and not really listening to what this new suitor

Chapter Two

I was sitting in my mother's parlor, left hand folded daintily over my right, and not really listening to what this new suitor was saying. All I knew was that I was fifteen, he was in his forties and my dad was way too old-fashioned for this world. I mean come on; I'll sit here with a bodice on for a guy my age, but not some creep that went to work with my dad.

"Did you like this suitor, Sharra?" asked my mother after Mr. Creepy left.

"No, I didn't like him. He was too old," I replied curtly. A lady should never be rude… Bah! Screw this lady stuff.

"That's too bad," replied my dad, "he was a nice guy. He would have made a better husband than any of those teenaged boys you ogle so."

"Go change Sharra and then you may go outside to play with your cousin. But there's another suitor coming in an hour, so don't get too dirty," said my mom as she scooted me out the door.

FINALLY! Some real clothes that I could breathe in, I thought as I pulled on a high collared black hoodie, grey skinny jeans and mid-calf walking boots. I went over to the mirror and pulled my brown hair into a braid that reached the middle of my back. I flung open the window and hopped onto the lawn where my cousin was lifting on his new ref board.

"Hey Dan, how's the trapar today?" I asked as I jogged up to him.

"It's not too bad, perfect for a newbie to try it out, if you wanna give it a shot, Lady Sharra," he teased and he handed me his board. I'd been hounding him at every visit to let me try lifting, but it was always excuse after excuse.

I steadied myself on the board and lifted off the ground.

"Hey Sharra, are you sure you've never done this before, cuz I can't believe you're this good."

"Dan, I've never even touched a ref board before you came along," I replied

Four feet off the ground, I sped the board forwards and circled the propriety once. When I got to where I started, my father was standing in the yard, hands on his hips, giving me the death glare. Oh… Shit…

"Sharra get on the ground right now!" he hollered at me; his face was turning beet red.

I flipped off the board and onto the grass.

"Do you know what the maid found under your mattress?" he yelled

"No sir, I haven't a clue," a lady is always civil, a lady never loses her cool, I repeated these two phrases over in my head until I was certain that I wasn't going to yell.

"Two years worth of RayOut magazines. Do you know what I loathe about that scum on the Gekkostate? I hate you want to join them, but you can't just as long as you don't have a board."

"Father please listen, I was only looking at the pictures-"

"Pictures? Pictures of THEM doing stunts and ref boarding around," he screamed, "You are no daughter of mine. You have an hour to pack your things and leave the estate or I'll call the cops," he pointed to the house, and I ran for the door.

I sprinted down the halls and into my room. I grabbed the tote bag from under my bed, shoved under garments, extra shirts, and insoles into it. I tore pictures off the walls and put them into a waterproof container. My hairbrush, toothbrush and deodorant were next. I pulled an old pair of shoes from the rack, tore out the insoles and dumped my money into my boots.

I was on the way to the kitchens when Dan stopped me

"Sharra, you need this more than I do," he said, pressing his ref board into my hands.

"Dan, it cost you so much, thank you," was all I could say as he pulled me into a big bear hug.

"Even if you're not here Sharra, remember that we love you so much," he said.

I ran off to the kitchen in tears and threw a few bread rolls into my bag.

"You've only got ten minutes left mistress," said Cook in a hushed tone.

"Thank you Cook, tell Mother that I love her," I replied as I bolted out the doors and lifted off into the skies

I bolted awake at that moment. I was in a white room

"Good morning princess," said a girl sarcastically.

"Ugh, where the hell am I?"

"I'm Talhoe, and you're on the Gekkostate, kid"