A/N- Hey everyone! It's been a couple days now. I'm sorry about that but I
rewrote all of Chapter 4 after I realized how crappy it was. Anyways, I do
have 3 chapters all ready written other than this chapter and hopefully
I'll have a chapter a day. So on with chapter 4.
Unexpected
Chapter 4- The Last Entry
Marguerite had been sitting on a chair next to Malone for one hour now, just watching him sleep. "Wonder what he's dreaming about?" Marguerite wished she could wake him up and ask him, but knew it was impossible. She decided to leave Malone's room but took a quick glance around his room before she left. Her gaze locked on a pile of journals. "Hmmmmm. This should be interesting." Marguerite grabbed the journal on the top of the stack and quickly left his room, not hearing Malone murmur Marguerites name in his dream.
Moments later, Marguerite had settled on a comfy chair with Malone's journal and a cup of berry juice in hand. Marguerite skimmed through the pages, searching for anything about her. Finally, she found an entry dealing with the relationships he's developed with his roommates over the past three years. Marguerite started reading from the beginning of this entry:
This morning, while I lay awake in my bed, I realized that it's been over three years since Professor George Challenger, Lord John Roxton, Professor Arthur Summerlee, Marguerite Krux, and I arrived on the plateau. Our relationships have changed since we first arrived and settled ourselves in the tree house with the very amazing Veronica Layton.
Challenger has been like a father to me here on the plateau. He treats us all like we're the children he never had. I admire his devotion to Science and all of his experiments and crazy inventions. Even when something is going wrong he doesn't give up. I will always respect him for that. The way he doesn't think twice about risking his own life in order to save any one of us in a bad situation is incredible. I will always love and respect Challenger like a father.
Now Roxton, he's more like a brother to me than anything else. At first we were distant. Only on rare occasions did we laugh and spend time together. These days we've been closer. Ever since my replay of the time I spent in the war, Roxton started treating me differently. He's acting as if he did something wrong and is now trying to make up for it. I know that soon I will realize the reason for this change but for now I'll forget about it. All I can say is that Roxton is a great guy, who I respect as much as I do Challenger and hope to be friends with for a long time.
Arthur Summerlee is a man who will always be missed by everyone here at the tree house. He was the kind of person who would never think of himself before others. He was a unique man whose attitude changed immensely since he arrived on the plateau. When he lived in London, Challenger and Summerlee were rivals. But on the plateau, they were the best of friends. This shows that people can change more than anyone would think. I hope one day we will find out what happened to or dear friend the day he fell off the cliff. Who knows? He could be in London right now mounting a return expedition. Though it has been over three years. I will always miss and love him.
Veronica Layton has been my best friend ever since we first met. We understood each other better than either one of us understood anyone else. I've always had feelings for Veronica, I still do, but the day she drifted away in Challenger's balloon, was the day she made it clear that we could only be friends. I will never give up hope for Veronica and I to be a couple but for now, I will not push her.
Now for the mysterious Ms. Krux. She has always been a puzzle to me. Her secrets are more than any of us can handle. Her past must have been rough from what I can tell. She has given me the impression, time and time again, that the plateau was a place where she needed to be in order to get away from London and the mess she was in. But Marguerite's past is not the only thing that confuses me. From the moment we first met, I knew she detested me. She ignored me like I was some sort of child nagging her all the time. But these days she's shown me the kinder, more sensitive Marguerite. Having to go on last week's plant hunt alone with her gave us a lot of time to talk. I actually had the chance to know the real Marguerite. She willingly told me stories about her past. Some things she got her self into were hilarious. Other things were not so funny. She told me things that almost brought me to tears. Her past is not something anyone could easily handle. What she did, proved to me that the Marguerite she acts like most of the time, is not the real Marguerite at all. The real Marguerite is the strongest, and bravest person I have ever known. Anyone that truly knows her would definitely agree. I now strongly respect and love Marguerite in a way no one will ever know. I am very glad that I have had the pleasure to become friends with this amazing woman. With all my friends.
That was the end. It was the last thing Malone had written since he was poisoned.
When Marguerite finished reading, she felt tears building up in her eyes. Nothing she read ever made her feel this way. The tears started rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably. She made no attempt to wipe them away.
Five minutes later, journal clutched tightly against her chest, Marguerite stopped sobbing. She stood up and seceded to check up on Malone, and return his journal. Marguerite was about to enter his room when she tripped over the edge of the carpet. "Damn it!" Marguerite cursed as she fell face first onto the floor.
Luckily, Marguerite hadn't bruised nor broken anything. She started to stand up when she realized the ring she had out on earlier was now missing. "Could this day get any better?" She complained out loud.
Marguerite got back onto her hands and knees, and began the search for her missing ring, leaving Malone's journal on the floor next to his door.
A/N- Okay so not the greatest ending but I promise I'll have more soon. Now you must review. Now I know it's not a crime if you don't review, but I would really appreciate it if you did. Thanks.(
Unexpected
Chapter 4- The Last Entry
Marguerite had been sitting on a chair next to Malone for one hour now, just watching him sleep. "Wonder what he's dreaming about?" Marguerite wished she could wake him up and ask him, but knew it was impossible. She decided to leave Malone's room but took a quick glance around his room before she left. Her gaze locked on a pile of journals. "Hmmmmm. This should be interesting." Marguerite grabbed the journal on the top of the stack and quickly left his room, not hearing Malone murmur Marguerites name in his dream.
Moments later, Marguerite had settled on a comfy chair with Malone's journal and a cup of berry juice in hand. Marguerite skimmed through the pages, searching for anything about her. Finally, she found an entry dealing with the relationships he's developed with his roommates over the past three years. Marguerite started reading from the beginning of this entry:
This morning, while I lay awake in my bed, I realized that it's been over three years since Professor George Challenger, Lord John Roxton, Professor Arthur Summerlee, Marguerite Krux, and I arrived on the plateau. Our relationships have changed since we first arrived and settled ourselves in the tree house with the very amazing Veronica Layton.
Challenger has been like a father to me here on the plateau. He treats us all like we're the children he never had. I admire his devotion to Science and all of his experiments and crazy inventions. Even when something is going wrong he doesn't give up. I will always respect him for that. The way he doesn't think twice about risking his own life in order to save any one of us in a bad situation is incredible. I will always love and respect Challenger like a father.
Now Roxton, he's more like a brother to me than anything else. At first we were distant. Only on rare occasions did we laugh and spend time together. These days we've been closer. Ever since my replay of the time I spent in the war, Roxton started treating me differently. He's acting as if he did something wrong and is now trying to make up for it. I know that soon I will realize the reason for this change but for now I'll forget about it. All I can say is that Roxton is a great guy, who I respect as much as I do Challenger and hope to be friends with for a long time.
Arthur Summerlee is a man who will always be missed by everyone here at the tree house. He was the kind of person who would never think of himself before others. He was a unique man whose attitude changed immensely since he arrived on the plateau. When he lived in London, Challenger and Summerlee were rivals. But on the plateau, they were the best of friends. This shows that people can change more than anyone would think. I hope one day we will find out what happened to or dear friend the day he fell off the cliff. Who knows? He could be in London right now mounting a return expedition. Though it has been over three years. I will always miss and love him.
Veronica Layton has been my best friend ever since we first met. We understood each other better than either one of us understood anyone else. I've always had feelings for Veronica, I still do, but the day she drifted away in Challenger's balloon, was the day she made it clear that we could only be friends. I will never give up hope for Veronica and I to be a couple but for now, I will not push her.
Now for the mysterious Ms. Krux. She has always been a puzzle to me. Her secrets are more than any of us can handle. Her past must have been rough from what I can tell. She has given me the impression, time and time again, that the plateau was a place where she needed to be in order to get away from London and the mess she was in. But Marguerite's past is not the only thing that confuses me. From the moment we first met, I knew she detested me. She ignored me like I was some sort of child nagging her all the time. But these days she's shown me the kinder, more sensitive Marguerite. Having to go on last week's plant hunt alone with her gave us a lot of time to talk. I actually had the chance to know the real Marguerite. She willingly told me stories about her past. Some things she got her self into were hilarious. Other things were not so funny. She told me things that almost brought me to tears. Her past is not something anyone could easily handle. What she did, proved to me that the Marguerite she acts like most of the time, is not the real Marguerite at all. The real Marguerite is the strongest, and bravest person I have ever known. Anyone that truly knows her would definitely agree. I now strongly respect and love Marguerite in a way no one will ever know. I am very glad that I have had the pleasure to become friends with this amazing woman. With all my friends.
That was the end. It was the last thing Malone had written since he was poisoned.
When Marguerite finished reading, she felt tears building up in her eyes. Nothing she read ever made her feel this way. The tears started rolling down her cheeks uncontrollably. She made no attempt to wipe them away.
Five minutes later, journal clutched tightly against her chest, Marguerite stopped sobbing. She stood up and seceded to check up on Malone, and return his journal. Marguerite was about to enter his room when she tripped over the edge of the carpet. "Damn it!" Marguerite cursed as she fell face first onto the floor.
Luckily, Marguerite hadn't bruised nor broken anything. She started to stand up when she realized the ring she had out on earlier was now missing. "Could this day get any better?" She complained out loud.
Marguerite got back onto her hands and knees, and began the search for her missing ring, leaving Malone's journal on the floor next to his door.
A/N- Okay so not the greatest ending but I promise I'll have more soon. Now you must review. Now I know it's not a crime if you don't review, but I would really appreciate it if you did. Thanks.(