****July 21, 1975, 12:11 PM*****
Amethyst again had her head stuffed into her mini-bus when he came
again.
"Hey Amethyst!" said Sirius. She banged her head against the bus's
hood again.
"You can't sneak up on people like that." She said rubbing the top of
her head. "Your lucky my dad's not in or he'd go totally Medieval on
your ass."
"Where is he anyway?" asked Sirius looking around worriedly.
"We're technically not even opened, I just needed some fresh air."
She said gesturing toward the huge opened garage door. "He's upstairs
helping my brother, Jett, with his summer reading."
"What the hell is this?" asked Sirius looking over the mini-bus. It
had peeling purple paint and a large chipping peace sign decal on the
door.
"Its my Mini-bus. My baby." Said Amethyst smiling. "I've been
working on this since like I dunno May and have been planning on
having something like this since I was five."
Sirius laughed. "Hey, I've got kind of a weird idea and you might not buy into or anything, but since you're not opened, and like you've already stated your dad thinks I belong in a mental asylum why don't we not stay here, like get.I dunno.ice cream or something." He said suddenly and nervously.
"I'd love to, Sirius. I just have to tell my parents and change. You wanna come up?" She shook her head toward the stairs, although after doing so she regretted it. That little voice that echoes in your head said 'bad idea.'
"But your dad thinks I'm a weirdo nutjob, so going upstairs might be bad." Said Sirius following her to the steps.
"Come on, my dad's really nice when you get to know him." She said looking into his eyes, which were now a light sky-blue like the sky on a perfect spring day without any clouds blemishing its appearance. She led him up the cement staircase to the wooden door. She opened it slowly and the sounds of the four boys and the two parents bled out onto the staircase. "Hey everyone," said Amethyst sticking her head in, her father, mother and older brother were all sitting at the kitchen table. A copy of The Shining was opened next to her brother. Her mother was reading too although it was an art book. "I'm gonna go out for a little while, okay?"
"Who are you going with?" asked her mother; she was also tall and red- haired, although her's had gray streaks through her curly mane. Her hands seemed to be permanently discolored from all the painting she did. "You don't know them." Amethyst said calmly.
"Can we meet them?" asked her mother.
"I bet she's got a boyfriend!" said Bowie laughing. Donnan chimed in giggling.
"He's not my boyfriend!" Amethyst shouted reflexively.
"Can I meet him?" asked Donald calmly.
"Sure dad, Sirius you can come in," said Amethyst, "this is Sirius
Black he lives down on Grimauld. Now I'm going to go change." She
disappeared to her bedroom passed the living room that diverged off
the dining room kitchen that they had entered in. She passed the
purple door to her room and could hear Sirius trying to convince her
father he wasn't a nut.
She knew the scene Sirius had walked in was pretty ordinary, probably a
lot like his house. Maybe with more kids. Amethyst took her hair out of
its ponytail and it stayed there for a few seconds before gravity took
its full effect. Amethyst ran a brush through it. It looked okay. She
grinned at her reflection in the mirror that was covered in peace signs
and pictures. She removed the ugly blue jumpsuit (A/N: now where was the
hell was that word two chapters ago?) that she wore over her blue jeans
and peasant top, which were both still clean. She threw her one-piece
garment and work gloves onto her green bedspread before leaving her room
again, this time into the bathroom that connected her brothers (Donnan
and Bowie's) room to her room. She could never avoid getting something
on or near her nose it seemed. She washed her face and suddenly realized
something. She hardly knew Sirius, "calm yourself," she said to her
reflection, "its called making friends. Besides if he's a jerk you know
karate." With a quick confident nod to herself she turned and strode out
of the room.
Amethyst again had her head stuffed into her mini-bus when he came
again.
"Hey Amethyst!" said Sirius. She banged her head against the bus's
hood again.
"You can't sneak up on people like that." She said rubbing the top of
her head. "Your lucky my dad's not in or he'd go totally Medieval on
your ass."
"Where is he anyway?" asked Sirius looking around worriedly.
"We're technically not even opened, I just needed some fresh air."
She said gesturing toward the huge opened garage door. "He's upstairs
helping my brother, Jett, with his summer reading."
"What the hell is this?" asked Sirius looking over the mini-bus. It
had peeling purple paint and a large chipping peace sign decal on the
door.
"Its my Mini-bus. My baby." Said Amethyst smiling. "I've been
working on this since like I dunno May and have been planning on
having something like this since I was five."
Sirius laughed. "Hey, I've got kind of a weird idea and you might not buy into or anything, but since you're not opened, and like you've already stated your dad thinks I belong in a mental asylum why don't we not stay here, like get.I dunno.ice cream or something." He said suddenly and nervously.
"I'd love to, Sirius. I just have to tell my parents and change. You wanna come up?" She shook her head toward the stairs, although after doing so she regretted it. That little voice that echoes in your head said 'bad idea.'
"But your dad thinks I'm a weirdo nutjob, so going upstairs might be bad." Said Sirius following her to the steps.
"Come on, my dad's really nice when you get to know him." She said looking into his eyes, which were now a light sky-blue like the sky on a perfect spring day without any clouds blemishing its appearance. She led him up the cement staircase to the wooden door. She opened it slowly and the sounds of the four boys and the two parents bled out onto the staircase. "Hey everyone," said Amethyst sticking her head in, her father, mother and older brother were all sitting at the kitchen table. A copy of The Shining was opened next to her brother. Her mother was reading too although it was an art book. "I'm gonna go out for a little while, okay?"
"Who are you going with?" asked her mother; she was also tall and red- haired, although her's had gray streaks through her curly mane. Her hands seemed to be permanently discolored from all the painting she did. "You don't know them." Amethyst said calmly.
"Can we meet them?" asked her mother.
"I bet she's got a boyfriend!" said Bowie laughing. Donnan chimed in giggling.
"He's not my boyfriend!" Amethyst shouted reflexively.
"Can I meet him?" asked Donald calmly.
"Sure dad, Sirius you can come in," said Amethyst, "this is Sirius
Black he lives down on Grimauld. Now I'm going to go change." She
disappeared to her bedroom passed the living room that diverged off
the dining room kitchen that they had entered in. She passed the
purple door to her room and could hear Sirius trying to convince her
father he wasn't a nut.
She knew the scene Sirius had walked in was pretty ordinary, probably a
lot like his house. Maybe with more kids. Amethyst took her hair out of
its ponytail and it stayed there for a few seconds before gravity took
its full effect. Amethyst ran a brush through it. It looked okay. She
grinned at her reflection in the mirror that was covered in peace signs
and pictures. She removed the ugly blue jumpsuit (A/N: now where was the
hell was that word two chapters ago?) that she wore over her blue jeans
and peasant top, which were both still clean. She threw her one-piece
garment and work gloves onto her green bedspread before leaving her room
again, this time into the bathroom that connected her brothers (Donnan
and Bowie's) room to her room. She could never avoid getting something
on or near her nose it seemed. She washed her face and suddenly realized
something. She hardly knew Sirius, "calm yourself," she said to her
reflection, "its called making friends. Besides if he's a jerk you know
karate." With a quick confident nod to herself she turned and strode out
of the room.