Chapter one, up already. ^_^v I have a whole bunch to post, so here we go!
Butterfly
Chapter One
Quite Unattractive
Kaolinite is actually quite pretty, despite her lack of lips and permanently narrowed her eyes. When
I first came to this orphanage, I was with my twelfth--or was it thirteenth?--pair of foster parent,
and she was funny and charming. She looked so pretty.
But then they left and her expressiont turned cold...She didn't look quite so appealing.
"Hotaru!" Hissed Kaolinite. I crashed back to reality and looked around, startled, until I finally
realized that I had slouched down in my chair as I reflected on the orphanage owner/manager. I
imagined I looked quite unattractive and sat up quickly.
Kaolinite glared at me, then turned and spoke in a much nicer tone. "Mr. and Mrs Kensington, if
you would please step this way?" She asked pleasantly. A tall, kind-looking man stepped into the room
and smiled at me, and I immediately felt better.
He was very attractive, in his mid-to-late thirties, I would have guessed. He had light brown hair
with natural honey-gold highlights, and friendly brown eyes that flashed golden against the light.
He was lean and fit, I noticed happily, not at all like the fat, balding older men who usually come to
see me with their wives. This could be my new father? I decided to do my best to make the interview
go well.
My eyes returned to the door as the man coiled himself into a chair, waiting for my could-be mother
who promised to be beautiful. Surely a man like this wouldn't marry anyone less than a beauty queen.
Finally, she came, but she wasn't at all what I expected...
Butterfly
Chapter One
Quite Unattractive
Kaolinite is actually quite pretty, despite her lack of lips and permanently narrowed her eyes. When
I first came to this orphanage, I was with my twelfth--or was it thirteenth?--pair of foster parent,
and she was funny and charming. She looked so pretty.
But then they left and her expressiont turned cold...She didn't look quite so appealing.
"Hotaru!" Hissed Kaolinite. I crashed back to reality and looked around, startled, until I finally
realized that I had slouched down in my chair as I reflected on the orphanage owner/manager. I
imagined I looked quite unattractive and sat up quickly.
Kaolinite glared at me, then turned and spoke in a much nicer tone. "Mr. and Mrs Kensington, if
you would please step this way?" She asked pleasantly. A tall, kind-looking man stepped into the room
and smiled at me, and I immediately felt better.
He was very attractive, in his mid-to-late thirties, I would have guessed. He had light brown hair
with natural honey-gold highlights, and friendly brown eyes that flashed golden against the light.
He was lean and fit, I noticed happily, not at all like the fat, balding older men who usually come to
see me with their wives. This could be my new father? I decided to do my best to make the interview
go well.
My eyes returned to the door as the man coiled himself into a chair, waiting for my could-be mother
who promised to be beautiful. Surely a man like this wouldn't marry anyone less than a beauty queen.
Finally, she came, but she wasn't at all what I expected...