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'em anyway)
A/N: Half of this chapter is a journal entry from a new character. We won't find out who it is until later though. How unfortunate. The other half is Clover, but not in journal form. It's 3rd person narrative. Thanks for reading. Review please! Flames not wanted but not un-welcome. Bye.
-Ciara Moondagger
Friday September 14, 2002 9:53 PM
Another boring day. Something is missing in my life but what I haven't found out yet. I got my driver's license a few days ago. I am now an official driver. I can only drive on the weekends though because I'm in an all guys' school, since the last states my parents and I were in I was mobbed by girls, and it distracted my studies. I had to go with my parents on this plan because it was so annoying. My one girlfriend, Leslie, I think, would sit as close to me as possible, practically in my lap. Then she would wrap her arms around my neck and whisper romantic clichés in my ear. We broke up when I slapped my hand over my ear and yelled at her because it was tickling my ear and I couldn't think about anything, much less about what she was saying. My other girlfriend, Adelaide, would play with my hair. It would get fluffy and impossible to keep down, so I looked like a moron. Only she thought that it made me look cute. I started to wear gel in my hair and she couldn't play with it anymore. Then we moved. So there went girlfriend number two. I tried to stay away from girls after them. Some of them caught my eye, but it wasn't much. Sure they followed me around, trying to get me to notice them. But I just sunk back and tried to become non existent. It worked for about a month, and then they were at my heels again. So, I'm guessing that's why I'm here. All for the best I suppose. Anyway, my parents are dragging me down to visit one of my mother's friends for two weeks. I'll be missing school, but my parents are being lenient and are saying that I needed a vacation anyway. They think I'm excited to go too, since supposedly my mom's friend has a child my age. I think it's a girl though, so I'm going to keep an eye on myself. What a tedious task, but you never know, the world is a strange place... I have to leave; the Warden is coming around making sure we have lights off.
Clover looked intently at the white envelope. What was inside, she didn't know, and wasn't sure that she wanted too. But Dad had said that it would tell her who she really is, and that it would make her happy. But what if what was inside wasn't really what she wanted to know. What if… what if… kept spinning through Clovers head. Finally she snatched the envelope up and stood quickly. But in doing so she knocked over the pail of water she had close by in case she had to extinguish the fire for any given reason. The fire went out and Clover plopped back into her seat. She sighed to herself, angry at her clumsiness and noted that she would have to read the letter tomorrow. She got up again and tucked the envelope into one of the pockets in her backpack. She stumbled into her shack and fell into a light sleep with fitful dreams accompanying it.
At 2 o'clock in the morning she woke up to rustling. She poked her head out of her shack and there in the front pocket of her backpack was a raccoon. It was trying to pull a lollipop out of the pocket, it was one that she had been eating earlier and apparently had forgotten to put the wrapper back around. The raccoon was having difficulty because the lollipop was stuck on something else. A thought popped into Clover's head as she processed what was happening. 'The letter…' She dashed out of the shack and ran towards the raccoon right as it got the lollipop and the letter loose. She continued running after the raccoon for the next 10 minutes until it ran into a hole in the bottom of a tree. Clover sighed again and turned around. She slowly walked towards, or what she thought was towards, her makeshift camp. Soon she realized that she didn't recognize the small path her feet had seemed to find. She didn't mind too much since she knew that she could find her way back once it became lighter, and she wasn't tired at all anymore. So, Clover walked on.
A/N 2: Sorry it was short… I am coming down w/ slight writer's block… ack… anyway… read and review… and excuse me if any part of this chapter or upcoming ones are grammatically incorrect. Thanks to my reviewers… you are wonderful… you lavish my story far too much… lol… but I love it! Later.
-Ciara
A/N: Half of this chapter is a journal entry from a new character. We won't find out who it is until later though. How unfortunate. The other half is Clover, but not in journal form. It's 3rd person narrative. Thanks for reading. Review please! Flames not wanted but not un-welcome. Bye.
-Ciara Moondagger
Friday September 14, 2002 9:53 PM
Another boring day. Something is missing in my life but what I haven't found out yet. I got my driver's license a few days ago. I am now an official driver. I can only drive on the weekends though because I'm in an all guys' school, since the last states my parents and I were in I was mobbed by girls, and it distracted my studies. I had to go with my parents on this plan because it was so annoying. My one girlfriend, Leslie, I think, would sit as close to me as possible, practically in my lap. Then she would wrap her arms around my neck and whisper romantic clichés in my ear. We broke up when I slapped my hand over my ear and yelled at her because it was tickling my ear and I couldn't think about anything, much less about what she was saying. My other girlfriend, Adelaide, would play with my hair. It would get fluffy and impossible to keep down, so I looked like a moron. Only she thought that it made me look cute. I started to wear gel in my hair and she couldn't play with it anymore. Then we moved. So there went girlfriend number two. I tried to stay away from girls after them. Some of them caught my eye, but it wasn't much. Sure they followed me around, trying to get me to notice them. But I just sunk back and tried to become non existent. It worked for about a month, and then they were at my heels again. So, I'm guessing that's why I'm here. All for the best I suppose. Anyway, my parents are dragging me down to visit one of my mother's friends for two weeks. I'll be missing school, but my parents are being lenient and are saying that I needed a vacation anyway. They think I'm excited to go too, since supposedly my mom's friend has a child my age. I think it's a girl though, so I'm going to keep an eye on myself. What a tedious task, but you never know, the world is a strange place... I have to leave; the Warden is coming around making sure we have lights off.
Clover looked intently at the white envelope. What was inside, she didn't know, and wasn't sure that she wanted too. But Dad had said that it would tell her who she really is, and that it would make her happy. But what if what was inside wasn't really what she wanted to know. What if… what if… kept spinning through Clovers head. Finally she snatched the envelope up and stood quickly. But in doing so she knocked over the pail of water she had close by in case she had to extinguish the fire for any given reason. The fire went out and Clover plopped back into her seat. She sighed to herself, angry at her clumsiness and noted that she would have to read the letter tomorrow. She got up again and tucked the envelope into one of the pockets in her backpack. She stumbled into her shack and fell into a light sleep with fitful dreams accompanying it.
At 2 o'clock in the morning she woke up to rustling. She poked her head out of her shack and there in the front pocket of her backpack was a raccoon. It was trying to pull a lollipop out of the pocket, it was one that she had been eating earlier and apparently had forgotten to put the wrapper back around. The raccoon was having difficulty because the lollipop was stuck on something else. A thought popped into Clover's head as she processed what was happening. 'The letter…' She dashed out of the shack and ran towards the raccoon right as it got the lollipop and the letter loose. She continued running after the raccoon for the next 10 minutes until it ran into a hole in the bottom of a tree. Clover sighed again and turned around. She slowly walked towards, or what she thought was towards, her makeshift camp. Soon she realized that she didn't recognize the small path her feet had seemed to find. She didn't mind too much since she knew that she could find her way back once it became lighter, and she wasn't tired at all anymore. So, Clover walked on.
A/N 2: Sorry it was short… I am coming down w/ slight writer's block… ack… anyway… read and review… and excuse me if any part of this chapter or upcoming ones are grammatically incorrect. Thanks to my reviewers… you are wonderful… you lavish my story far too much… lol… but I love it! Later.
-Ciara