A/N: Sorry it's a late post! I am also seeing if I can get some (decent) drawings of Yu Qing. Enjoy Chapter Two!
ALSO: SHE IS 5! So please keep it in mind! I want to go through her entire life, so I'll give you the age in each chappie!
Chapter Two:
Mother circled me, eyes merely blue darts, fallowing me from my feet to my head and back again. Like a messenger hawk sending a reply; back and forth they go. She smiled, her pale lips pressed together firmly, barely parting as she spoke. "You are gorgeous, Yu Qing." I smiled, but honestly I never liked gorgeous. When you're gorgeous you can't run because your dress gets in the way and you can't play outside because you'll ruin your hair. Gorgeous was hard work.
I grasped mothers' hand, "Why did you take me to look gorgeous?" I liked the way it felt when I said it, gorgeous, much better than bland, popular, overused pretty. Mother laughed, "A new dress is something we all need now and then. Getting your hair done is just, just nice." I peeked at her with my sky-colored pair of saucer eyes. "You don't go to spend money on nice stuff just for looking gorgeous!" Mother halted in her sprint home, her grip on my light hand tightened and her lip tremorred. "You are going away, Yu Qing. That is why I had a special tailor make you an Earth Kingdom dress. You are going to stay in a dame school. I won't be far away and I will write to you as often as I can." Her eyes bled salty tears, the entire sea pouring out of her vast, ocean eyes. I was leaving, I was leaving mommy and Grandy and my trunk and my Dad. Where ever he is, I'm leaving him. "When will I come back with you?" Mother smiled, "I am going to Ba Sing Se, but only so I can find a job and earn some money. Then I'll get you, when I can afford to live in the middle tier. The safer one. If I get a good enough job I'll be back in a few months!"
I felt my stomach rumble, not from hunger, but from a sense inside me. A little alarm ringing in my head that said, "Make the best of this moment, she's going and you are going and everything will change from here on out." I do not like that voice inside me; I shove it away in my trunk. Along with the words gorgeous and pretty and all the other things I can't just throw away. I hide it in my trunk, the one that used to hide me.