Disclaimer: Christ! MUST WE GO THROUGH THIS AGAIN!?!?!?
Author: Whitney AKA Nefratiri or whatever you want to call me. I really don't care.
Summery: Kind of a Pre Evy and Rick thing. Like from their school years before Hamunaptra. I am just experimenting with this idea right now and I don't know if I will continue with it unless you guys really want me too. Well, Its like a flip story going back and forth between Rick and Evy until they meet. Like why Rick went to the legion in the first place and why Evy wanted to go to Hamunaptra so bad. So tell me what you think and I will finish it. I love writing but I don't like wasting my time. Tell me if I am.
(A/N) Ok I was just assuming (Heaven help us) that Rick and Evy were in their early to mid twenties in TM. So bare with me on the dates
Dedications: I would like to dedicate this to all the people that I love. Shell, Rachel, Jamie, Alanna, Ricky, Ashley, Seletha, Andrew, Almond Joy, Allison, Kelli, Kelsey, Well you know who you are. Thank you guys for always supporting me in everything I do. And putting up with my stupid crap that I pull on a daily basis. And to all my reviewers. I would not be writing if I didn't get such wonderful reviews from you. Even if you say I suck monkey I know what I need to improve. So Thank You and God Bless.
So enough of my bloody rambling and let's get on with this darn fic!
Remember The Times
Chapter 1~ Meet Rick O'Connell
~%~Cairo, Egypt 1921~%~
Seventeen-year-old Rick O'Connell pulled his new 1920 Buford into the garage at the orphanage. He has been here since he was seven years old and his father brought him there. Rick goes to High school at a public school upon request. Since he has lived at the orphanage most of his life, Sister Genevieve, one of the head Nuns was more than happy to oblige.
After all Rick was practically a son to all of the sisters. Rick worked with all of the younger kids after his high school let out. To the younger ones he was practically a big brother. Rick never knew his real family or if they were even still alive but to him, this was family.
As He walked through the front entrance of the orphanage Julie, a 3-year-old girl, whom looked up to him, greeted him. He got down on one knee as she ran into his open arms. Julie was always a sickly child and she was mainly all skin and bones.
She was raised on the street; her mother was a prostitute who was murdered which left Julie on her own. The city found her and brought her in.
" How's my Julie bean?" Rick said. Julie bean was a nickname for her. He picked her up and carried her into a recreational room they had for the younger kids. She ran over to a set of blocks that she had been playing with and started building again.
"I misst oo icky" She said. "Why oo haf to go to chool? Oo eave an it sad icky. Tay ere." Rick nodded and moved down on the floor next to her.
"I hate going to school Julie bean but I have to. Plus I always come home don't I? Now come with me to find Sister Genevieve. Maybe we can get a snack or something ok?" Julie nodded and walked out with Rick.
They figured that since it was about 4 o'clock that Sister Genevieve would be getting out of the last class that she taught. She taught World History to the intermediate children aside from the routine Sunday school classes.
Sister Genevieve was an aged lady with long silvery hair always pulled in a bun and in her black headdress. She was a short round lady with strikingly lovely green-blue eyes that never stopped dancing with laughter and happiness. She always seemed to be smiling.
As they walked into her classroom Sister Genevieve stood up to greet them. "Ah Rick my boy, how was school?"
She asked as she bent down to pick up Julie. "It was fine I guess. Boring. I don't see why we need to know so much. What happened to the world being a mystery to everyone? Finding out stuff as we go." Rick sighed
"Well, there is some stuff that we just need to be aware of. Have you chosen a college yet? You re going to college." At that Rick's temper began to flare. "I already told you! I am not going to college. I do not need it. I want to go see the world. Not go sit behind a desk for four more years!" Rick stormed out of the room. Genevieve walked out after him, Julie still in her arms.
She took Julie to the girls' rooms in the farthest wing. There she got Julie to take a short nap before dinner was served in the mess hall. As she walked back to the sanctuary, Father Jacob pulled her into the office to deliver some rather disturbing news.
"Richard's principal just called me Sister. It seems to be that your prized Angel has not been going to school. His truancy has not gone unnoticed and I suggest you talk to him. It seems that he has not let the good lord into his heart. I have every right to take him out of the public school system. I will do just that if need be." Father Jacob crossed his arms over his chest looking down at Sister Genevieve. She simply nodded and walked out. She would definitely talk with Rick after dinner.
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In his room, Rick lay on his bed. He had over heard the little conversation between the Father and Sister Genevieve. When he was walking around trying to clear his mind. He has come to his decision. So they found out he had been skipping. They were going to pull him. "I am sick of this. It's time I went to find who I am. It's time I start my life" he said to himself.
Rick O'Connell came to a decision. One that will change his life forever.
TBC…. OK Review please tell me if I should finish this. Next chapter is going to be about Evy. I know this is going to be confusing but if you are intrigued then please tell me. Thank you for reading! Hugs Kisses and Pepperidge farm fishes!
