Chapter 2- Starting Anew and Strange Visitors
Jessica sighed and turned on the TV. She was bored and since no one was around to notice this strange behavior she let her composer lose. She flipped absently through the channels tell she reached the news, a habit that she had picked up from adoptive dad. 'not like she still lived with them since I have a job now,' she thought. She lived with who could only be defined as her best friends even though they were a little more than annoying she was quite happy, even f she didn't show it.
Her interest spiked when her attention returned to the TV and found out what was making today's headlines. A plane had crashed in the Pacific Ocean. She turned the volume up higher and noted that I had come from New York. (A/N I know your thinking what the hell? How did the plane crash in the ocean if it's an over land flight but lets just pretend.)
She slowly stroked her necklace, mostly the jewel hanging from the chain, and frowned. 'why didn't I see this?' her jewel seemed to prick her then so she stopped her caress to examine it closely with her unreal hazel eyes. 'there's something that I have to do,' she concluded.
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Her eyes switched colors again as the lights in the corridor changed. "I don't know why u desire to adopt another child, Rachel, u always say that u are fed up enough with Ryan, Serena, and myself," Jessica commented. Rachel examined her adoptive daughter closely. "the only reason why I have any trouble with u 3 is because ur older brother Ryan is a rebel beyond belief, u are a prodigy child who managed are the ripe age of 18 to single-handedly become the top student of ur graduating UNIVERSITY class, and Serena. well we only found out a year ago that she's ur younger twin. Besides, she lives with another family in Japan. I need a NORMAL child," she stressed by throwing her hands up into the air.
Jessica's eyes flashed at the actress' face. She hated being called a prodigy child. 'don't blame me if I end up in a mental institution,' she thought dryly. Her mother was always pushing her to do this or that. Mostly to pursue her blossoming modeling and acting career (A/N sorry I HAD to put that in ^-^) Rachel didn't understand that what she really wanted was to either keep to her degree in Law or follow her brother her 'rebel' brother in the music business. Her normally expressionless face softened a bit when she thought of singing and Ryan.
"I am going to look at the younger children dear," Rachel suddenly told her realizing this awkward conversation was at an end. Her daughter just nodded as her mother turned and fled. She stroked her black jewel and wasn't particularly surprise when it gave an answering caress. She nodded her head yet again and turned a corner allowing her feet to guide her.
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A girl sighed, her face pressed against the shabby bed's top sheet. "Why can't I remember anything," she cried. "I am no one!" she was wearing hand- me-down jeans and a large man's shirt that hid her curves. As she strained herself to think, all that she could remember was waking up to the paramedics forcing the water out of her. But that was all.
She tried again, searching her mind for clues about family, name, or god even her origin. She closed her eyes as she could feel another headache about to invade her mind.
"you'll hurt ur self if u force ur self to remember," a soft musical with a slight indefinable accent sounded by the doorway. The girl snapped her head up to face the intruder to give her a peace of her mind no matter how mysterious her voice sounded. Instead she gasped. Standing before her stood an extremely exotic looking woman. 'A type that guys would die for,' the nameless girl noted. 'she's not that old though. Maybe a late teenager, but one that seems mature beyond her years,' she added squinting her eyes to get a better look.
Pale, pale almost white blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail which fell gracefully past her knees. (A/N really long hair. Like to the ankles if she let it down.) She was tall, maybe 5' 10" but only because she wore platform shoes. She probably would be 5' 6" without them. Definitely not tall but not extremely short. That and her small face with finely defined bone- structure made her look fragile. But there was a hidden strength behind that that u could hardly see. Slightly tanned skin set of her full rose colored lips and delicate nose. To make her dangerous looking, the teen had dressed herself in tight, black leather pants with a shiny silver spaghetti strapped top.
But there was 2 qualities that made her seem almost goddess-like. One was her narrow Egyptian eyes. As the girl starred into them she noticed that they were a greenish brown but as her visitor moved her head as if waiting for an answer they turned bluish-silver. They could be called hazel for lack of a better name. Hidden depths seem to lie beyond her iris's filled with wisdom and. lose? Sadness? The orphan mentally shook herself who was she to judge?
The second was the long necklace that adorned her neck, so long that it reach her revealed navel. A large round flat crystal was clasped at the bottom, incredibly black and seemed to sparkle with its own life. Smaller, thinner, black crystals made-up the chain. They looked like they were spun together into two narrow tapestries. But the strangest part of all was that the necklace appeared to be part of the girl, not just some fascinating accessory. But that the teen wouldn't be complete without it.
The stunned girl looked away embarrassed for staring so long when the girl politely clear her throat. The slightly older girl almost smirked in amusement when she had caught the orphan starring. But any mortal would have looked at her that way had the given the chance. So instead of looking at her disapprovingly she just simply asked as she grasped either side of the doorway, "what is ur name?"
The girl looked at her amazed that she was not scolded for she felt as though she deserved it. That was when she noticed her visitor's abnormally long fingernails which, predictably enough, were painted black. "c-catlin," she stuttered. "they all the 17 year olds here that." (A/N and that includes guys to. Remember catlin is a guy name as well.)
'catlin' was surprised when the girl absently waved her hand angrily as if dismissing something. Catlin was suddenly very fearful that she had somehow angered her companion. She was sure anyone who angered her majesty didn't come out without a punishment. a severe one at that.
She just looked up blankly when the teen answered, "that won't due." She seemed to think about it then as she approached a decision she gave a microscopic smile, "I think Rose would suit u much better."
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How do u authors due it???????? I almost died and its not that long either!!!!!!!!!!!! U know how many breaks I had to take to get this finish??????????? Don't worry sesshou and inu-yasha are coming soon. I wonder if I should somehow fit sango and miroku in ...... Don't worry shippou will be in it!!!!
Jessica sighed and turned on the TV. She was bored and since no one was around to notice this strange behavior she let her composer lose. She flipped absently through the channels tell she reached the news, a habit that she had picked up from adoptive dad. 'not like she still lived with them since I have a job now,' she thought. She lived with who could only be defined as her best friends even though they were a little more than annoying she was quite happy, even f she didn't show it.
Her interest spiked when her attention returned to the TV and found out what was making today's headlines. A plane had crashed in the Pacific Ocean. She turned the volume up higher and noted that I had come from New York. (A/N I know your thinking what the hell? How did the plane crash in the ocean if it's an over land flight but lets just pretend.)
She slowly stroked her necklace, mostly the jewel hanging from the chain, and frowned. 'why didn't I see this?' her jewel seemed to prick her then so she stopped her caress to examine it closely with her unreal hazel eyes. 'there's something that I have to do,' she concluded.
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Her eyes switched colors again as the lights in the corridor changed. "I don't know why u desire to adopt another child, Rachel, u always say that u are fed up enough with Ryan, Serena, and myself," Jessica commented. Rachel examined her adoptive daughter closely. "the only reason why I have any trouble with u 3 is because ur older brother Ryan is a rebel beyond belief, u are a prodigy child who managed are the ripe age of 18 to single-handedly become the top student of ur graduating UNIVERSITY class, and Serena. well we only found out a year ago that she's ur younger twin. Besides, she lives with another family in Japan. I need a NORMAL child," she stressed by throwing her hands up into the air.
Jessica's eyes flashed at the actress' face. She hated being called a prodigy child. 'don't blame me if I end up in a mental institution,' she thought dryly. Her mother was always pushing her to do this or that. Mostly to pursue her blossoming modeling and acting career (A/N sorry I HAD to put that in ^-^) Rachel didn't understand that what she really wanted was to either keep to her degree in Law or follow her brother her 'rebel' brother in the music business. Her normally expressionless face softened a bit when she thought of singing and Ryan.
"I am going to look at the younger children dear," Rachel suddenly told her realizing this awkward conversation was at an end. Her daughter just nodded as her mother turned and fled. She stroked her black jewel and wasn't particularly surprise when it gave an answering caress. She nodded her head yet again and turned a corner allowing her feet to guide her.
Elsewhere------------------------------------
A girl sighed, her face pressed against the shabby bed's top sheet. "Why can't I remember anything," she cried. "I am no one!" she was wearing hand- me-down jeans and a large man's shirt that hid her curves. As she strained herself to think, all that she could remember was waking up to the paramedics forcing the water out of her. But that was all.
She tried again, searching her mind for clues about family, name, or god even her origin. She closed her eyes as she could feel another headache about to invade her mind.
"you'll hurt ur self if u force ur self to remember," a soft musical with a slight indefinable accent sounded by the doorway. The girl snapped her head up to face the intruder to give her a peace of her mind no matter how mysterious her voice sounded. Instead she gasped. Standing before her stood an extremely exotic looking woman. 'A type that guys would die for,' the nameless girl noted. 'she's not that old though. Maybe a late teenager, but one that seems mature beyond her years,' she added squinting her eyes to get a better look.
Pale, pale almost white blonde hair was tied in a high ponytail which fell gracefully past her knees. (A/N really long hair. Like to the ankles if she let it down.) She was tall, maybe 5' 10" but only because she wore platform shoes. She probably would be 5' 6" without them. Definitely not tall but not extremely short. That and her small face with finely defined bone- structure made her look fragile. But there was a hidden strength behind that that u could hardly see. Slightly tanned skin set of her full rose colored lips and delicate nose. To make her dangerous looking, the teen had dressed herself in tight, black leather pants with a shiny silver spaghetti strapped top.
But there was 2 qualities that made her seem almost goddess-like. One was her narrow Egyptian eyes. As the girl starred into them she noticed that they were a greenish brown but as her visitor moved her head as if waiting for an answer they turned bluish-silver. They could be called hazel for lack of a better name. Hidden depths seem to lie beyond her iris's filled with wisdom and. lose? Sadness? The orphan mentally shook herself who was she to judge?
The second was the long necklace that adorned her neck, so long that it reach her revealed navel. A large round flat crystal was clasped at the bottom, incredibly black and seemed to sparkle with its own life. Smaller, thinner, black crystals made-up the chain. They looked like they were spun together into two narrow tapestries. But the strangest part of all was that the necklace appeared to be part of the girl, not just some fascinating accessory. But that the teen wouldn't be complete without it.
The stunned girl looked away embarrassed for staring so long when the girl politely clear her throat. The slightly older girl almost smirked in amusement when she had caught the orphan starring. But any mortal would have looked at her that way had the given the chance. So instead of looking at her disapprovingly she just simply asked as she grasped either side of the doorway, "what is ur name?"
The girl looked at her amazed that she was not scolded for she felt as though she deserved it. That was when she noticed her visitor's abnormally long fingernails which, predictably enough, were painted black. "c-catlin," she stuttered. "they all the 17 year olds here that." (A/N and that includes guys to. Remember catlin is a guy name as well.)
'catlin' was surprised when the girl absently waved her hand angrily as if dismissing something. Catlin was suddenly very fearful that she had somehow angered her companion. She was sure anyone who angered her majesty didn't come out without a punishment. a severe one at that.
She just looked up blankly when the teen answered, "that won't due." She seemed to think about it then as she approached a decision she gave a microscopic smile, "I think Rose would suit u much better."
End for now-------------------------
How do u authors due it???????? I almost died and its not that long either!!!!!!!!!!!! U know how many breaks I had to take to get this finish??????????? Don't worry sesshou and inu-yasha are coming soon. I wonder if I should somehow fit sango and miroku in ...... Don't worry shippou will be in it!!!!