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Hello, my lovelies! I am back with a new fanfic and I am determined to finish this one! I've been working hard to create a brand new ff that you guys would enjoy! I created one with many chapters but I made a plot boo-boo in the first chapter so I'm trying to figure out to fix that but I watched Trollhunters some time back but I didn't get past the two episodes because my mind does its own thing. Then I started watching it again and I loved it! I've probably watched it a hundred times now and it's even better when I found out it was created by my favorite director in the world! Sorry about the grammar I am not the best at it. Anyways here is the story that you guys deserve and leave a sweet review!
~TheWriter'sMistress~
Coming back to Arcadia Oaks, California brought back happy memories for Winona Williams. Playing on the beach, riding her bike around the neighborhood, it all came back like a flood.
There was going be a whole new life to come for the eighteen-year-old, clean slate. The thought of being away from the hellhole of Nevada was almost freeing. She sighed running a hand through her lavender dyed hair, but she still had responsibilities at hand.
A smile crept up on her face as she saw the sign 'Welcome to Arcadia Oaks' coming up on the horizon. It wouldn't be much longer now until she came to her destination.
A small mew brought her out of her thoughts and she looked into her driving mirror, staring at the little pet carrier with a black one-eyed cat inside. It had been a long drive for the poor cat and she was becoming impatient. "Don't worry we're almost there Church." She reassured the little creature. "We're close to our new home."
Her azure blue eyes looked back toward the road ahead of her and went back into focus.
It had been a few years since she was back in her hometown and she was eager to see her aunt and younger cousin again. With her aunt's work schedule and her parents' uptight behavior, she'd hardly ever see either of them.
Being uprooted from her hometown left a bitter taste in her mouth, she remembered her parents' eager to leave the town all because of a better job opportunity. It was sudden and neither one thought about how she felt about it all, leaving everything she had ever known.
Winona scoffed, they wouldn't have cared if they had. All the times of them forcing her to be best at everything was only to their benefit, not hers. She would wager that they secretly decided who she was to marry and how many kids she should have.
Making it into a suburban area she looked around for her aunt and cousin's house. She felt her stomach flutter and her hands tightened on the steering wheel.
A familiar came to light as she saw her aunt's house and she pulled up into the driveway. Her joyous excitement intensified as she saw her cousin pull away from the curtains in one of the upper windows. She put her black '68 Mustang in park and stepped out of the car to be greeted by her younger cousin.
"Winona you made it," He said running into the driveway to see and embraced her. The lavender haired girl couldn't help smile and wrap her arms around the younger boy.
"It's good to see you too, Jim." She beamed, resting her chin on the crown of his head. Winona sighed, it may have been a few years but it had a felt like a hundred to the older teen.
She couldn't help remember how much shorter he was then her and how'd she poke fun at him about it. Now he was almost as tall as she was, almost. She smiled and ruffled his dark hair. "It's been too long, Squirt."
The younger boy groaned and pushed his cousin away causing her to laugh. "Don't call me that Winnie," He retorted before fixing his hair.
The eighteen-year-old inwardly grimaced at the childhood nickname but couldn't help grinning at the comeback.
"Winona it's so good to see you again, sweetie." The lavender haired woman smiled at the redhead emerging from the house clad in hospital scrubs.
She hugged the older woman tight. "It's good to see you again Aunt Barb." The doctor retracted from her niece's hold and couldn't help but smile sheepishly.
"I'm sorry about the clothes, I just got off work." Winona waved it off and told her it didn't matter. The older teen turned around grabbed her duffel bag, her backpack, and her pet carrier.
"Let Jim take one of your bags," Her Aunt Barb offered. "you don't want to put too much strain on yourself."
Before the girl could respond her cousin took duffel bag groaned at the weight of it. "Geez, what's in this bag? Rocks?"
Winona shook her head. "Nope. Bricks." The boy rolled his eyes at the girl before going into the house.
"Your room is already set up," The doctor wrapped her arm around her niece's shoulder and escorted her into the home. "You must be tired from the long trip."
Winona truly missed her aunt and cousin, there were times where she had wished the doctor was her mother instead. She was more caring and understanding than her own.
The inside of the house remained the last time she saw it and it gave her a sense of comfort. Memories of running down the stairs with a younger Jim came to mind and their childhood giggles echoed in her mind.
She remembered sitting on the couch in the living room helping Jim with his homework or watching monster movies with him and his friend Toby.
There was a time when she thought it was going to stay that way until moving off to college but fate had a funny way of shifting her life in another path. Then again fate had also brought her back to Arcadia Oaks onto a better path to walk on.
Winona followed her younger cousin up the stairs and into her new room where he dropped her heavy duffel bag. She put down the carrier that contained her one-eyed pet and opened the little cage door.
The cat ran from her prison and jumped on the bed and sniffed the pillow before stretching and settling herself there. Winona laughed at the black cat, "Barely a moment and Church already approves."
The lavender haired scratched Church head earning her purr from the napping cat. "Did you really name the cat from a Stephen King movie?" Jim asked his cousin.
Winona smiled at him and set her backpack on the bed. "Yes, yes I did."
The dark haired boy shook his head and chuckled at the older girl. "You really haven't changed much." He simpered, rubbing the sore muscles on his arm and shoulder.
Winona dug into her backpack and pulled out two books, pink pajama shorts, and an oversized white t-shirt with a black heart on it and placed them on the bed. She grabbed the two books and she handed them to Jim.
He looked at the books in his hands and one was a Spanish cookbook and the other was a Vespa manual. "I saw them and I thought you would like them."
"Thanks, Winona," The dark-haired boy said smiling up at the taller girl.
"You're welcome," She smiled, picking the clothes off the bed. "now if you don't mind I'm going to get into my pajamas and get ready for bed. We'll hang out as much as you want tomorrow, I promise."
Jim nodded and made his way out the door. "Ok goodnight, Winona."
"Night Jim." As soon as the boy shut the door behind him the lavender-haired girl stripped off her clothes until she was in her bra and underwear.
She put her long legs through the pink shorts and pulled the white shirt over her lean figure. Winona yawned and her eyes felt heavy from the long trip from Nevada to California.
She grabbed her backpack from her bed and placed on the floor before tugging at the covers. Winona gently pushed her black cat aside from the pillow and laid her head and closed her eyes. She grabbed the covers on the bed and pulled it up to her chin and curled onto her side.
With her eyes still closed she reached over and scratched the one-eyed cat's ear, mumbled a 'goodnight', and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
That morning the sunlight poured into the bedroom of Winona's window, the light shining onto her sleeping form. Her lavender dyed hair astray and her cat curled up in the crook of her neck.
The little creature stretched, kicking her owner in the chin. Winona groaned but did not wake from Church's sudden movement.
The one-eyed cat suddenly perked up at the creaking of the bedroom door and jumped down. With her little yellow eye, she looked up at the person and mewed.
Jim walked into the room holding a tray of food and it peaked the cat's interest. She ran up to him and rubbed his long legs, purring at the boy. The dark-haired boy walked cautiously so he would not trip over the cat circling his ankles.
Church's small meows grew louder, alerting her owner and she leaned up from her bed. Scrunching up her eyes and stretching her arms. "Ok, Church I'm up." She said groggily, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
Winona looked to see her cousin standing with a tray of food in her hands and a small smile on his face. The lavender-haired girl smiled back at him at the kind gesture.
"I wanted to surprise you," Jim said setting the tray in his cousin's lap. "but I didn't realize your personal alarm system was going to off." The two looked down at the cat in question who looked at them before mewing innocently.
"She's also my alarm clock," Winona chortled, looking down at the food on the tray. Her mouth salivate at the omelet, the steam from it made her stomach grumble. "Oh have I missed your cooking, Jimbo."
She took the fork on the tray tore a piece of the omelet, stabbed it with her fork, and placed it in her mouth. Savoring the taste of egg, cheese, and bits of bacon struck her taste buds.
Winona moaned before swallowing the bit of the omelet and spoke. "I could live an eternity on your food Jim." She looked over at the clock on the wall and furrowed her brows before turning back to her cousin. "Shouldn't you be heading off to school soon?"
The boy shrugged at the lavender-haired girl. "I have a few minutes besides I want to spend a bit more time with my favorite cousin."
Winona rolled her azure eyes. "I'm your only cousin." She said before sticking another piece of omelet in her mouth.
"Not for long soon I'll have another cousin to cook breakfast for and you know I was worried you wouldn't eat at all this morning."
Swallowing the omelet she looked back up at her cousin. "I take it Aunt Barb told you."
Jim nodded. "Yeah and that was pretty crappy what your parents did."
"Adopted parents." Winona corrected. "Besides it's no surprise that Carol and Trevor to find out I wasn't their perfect and ideal child and what they did was more of a blessing than a punishment."
Jim didn't dare to tread any further on the touchy topic of Winona's personal life but instead chose to make a joke. "You know it'll be funny to see you get fat."
The lavender-haired girl scoffed at the remark before placing another piece of omelet in her mouth. "That's unavoidable but with my athleticism, it won't last long for me to get back into shape." She said with a mouthful.
"Sure you will," Jim smirked, earning him a punch on the shoulder.
Winona narrowed her eyes at her cousin. "You watch yourself, mister," She warned, pointing a fork at him before eating another piece of her breakfast in her mouth. "say that to the wrong girl and you can get your butt whooped."
"Whatever you say, Winona," He said getting up from the bed and straightening the hem of his jacket. "I'm going to go to school now, I'll see ya tonight."
"Behave yourself now, squirt." The lavender-haired girl jested, receiving a glare from the younger of the two teens and then left the girl to herself.
Winona took a sip of her orange juice before finishing the rest of her omelet. She pushed the tray off her lap and stretched her arms and legs, not forgetting to pop her back. She grabbed the tray and went down the stairs and into the kitchen, placing the plate in the dishwasher.
The lavender-haired girl jogged back upstairs, into her room, and rummaged through her backpack to grab her workout clothes. She pulled out a black sports bra, a loose green tank top, black compression shorts, grey sneakers with hot pink trim, and her hairbrush.
She went into the bathroom and brushed through her tangled mess of hair before pulling it up in a ponytail. Winona shed off her pajamas and put on her gym clothes.
After tying her laces tight, Winona went back into her room and grabbed her headphones, phone, and her armband. She turned on her phone and went into her playlist before plugging her headphones into her ears and placing it securely on her armband.
The young woman played her music and listened to her phone play Sia before running downstairs, grabbing a spare house key, and going outside and locking the door. With that Winona was off, jogging down the sidewalk and let her mind running along with her.