All the names used except those of the cast of Pacific Blue are names of
my friends. Yes I know some of the names are weird. Oh well here it goes...
CHAPTER 8
"Well hi there Christy. Welcome to Chritchlow Orphanage," these words were said by Dernielle Diaz; the lady in charge of the orphanage.
"Go on Christy say hi," Gizelle urged pushing her forward a bit. "Hi," she said softly, wiping her tear streaked face. "Oh don't worry. You'll get used to things in no time. Most of the kids here started out just like you," Dernielle said reassuringly, "Come with me and I'll show you to your room."
Christy followed her up the flight of stairs the n went down a hallway and stopped in front of a door marked BOYS CAN'T ENTER. "Christy this is Korena James your roommate," Dernielle said entering the room which was painted in pink, had two beds with pink accessories. "Hi Christy," Korena said smiling. "Hi," Christy replied. Korena was taller than Christy and clearly older. She was of African decent and had curly hair that bounced every time she moved. "I'll leave you two to get to know each other. Korena would you show Christy around for me please?" Dernielle said as she made her way out.
"Yes Ms. Diaz," Korena answered.
"So Christy how old are you?" Korena asked once Dernielle had left.
"Five. I'll be six on January first."
"Okay cool. I'm seven I'll be eight in March." She replied sitting on one of the beds. "Parents didn't want you?" she asked again.
"No, my daddy—he's... he's in heaven." Christy finished softly.
"Oh. And your mom?"
"I don't have one."
"She's in heaven too?"
"I don't know. I-I just don't have one," Christy answered softly, "What about you?"
"My parents died. No one else wanted me so I ended up here." Korena stated matter-of-factly. They went on talking like that for a while. Christy discovered that Korena was the all girly type, had a lot of dresses and played with dolls. Whereas Korena went to find out that Christy was the complete opposite.
There was a knock on the door a while later and Korena said, "Come in." The door opened slowly and in walked T.C and Chris.
"You guys came!" Christy said running and hugging them both.
"We just came dropped by to see how you were doing," Chris said smiling down at Christy as she pulled back.
"I'm okay."
"Glad to hear it." T.C. said.
"Oh, T.C. Chris this is Korena. We'll be sharing this room. Korena this is T.C. and Chris...they were the ones that found me," Christy said.
"Oh okay. Christy told me about yall. She really likes you."
"We like her too," Chris said smiling.
"Well I'll be downstairs if you need me Christy," Korena said as she made her way out.
"She seems nice," T.C. said when Korena had left.
"Yea she's cool," Christy said softly.
"We don't want you to worry okay? Everything will work out fine," Chris said stooping down to be eye to eye with her.
"What if nobody wants me?"
"That'll never happen to you Christy," Chris said
"How come? You guys don't even want me," she said staring Chris right in the eye.
"Christy it's not like that," T.C. said taking control of the situation.
"What's it like then?" Christy asked now staring at him.
"It's not that we don't want you. It's just that we are always busy with our jobs. We wouldn't have time for you."
"I could go to work with you. It's okay with me," she added quickly.
"Christy it just wouldn't work out. It's not that easy." T.C. said
"Okay," Christy sighed softly as she made her way to sit by the window. They followed her and went to stand by her.
"Christy we're sorry okay but we can't," Chris began. Christy didn't look at her so she said, "We'll leave you alone now. Goodbye Christy," she said. T.C. did the same and they made their way out.
***************************** One week and some days later
"Christy the Callways are here too see you," Dernielle called to Christy. T.C. and Chris heard that a family wanted to adopt Christy so they were just stopping by to pay her a visit.
"I'll be right down," she shouted from upstairs.
"Hey!" T.C. and Chris said as she came down the stairs and proceeded to sit down on a chair opposite them.
"Hi," she answered shortly.
"You sure don't look like some one who's finally getting what she wanted," T.C. said.
"'Cause I'm not."
You're not what?" Chris asked.
"Mr. and Mrs. Henry don't want me no more."
"Anymore," Chris corrected.
"Huh?" Christy asked a bit confused.
"It's 'don't want you anymore.' Not no more." She explained.
"Oh okay."
"Why don't they want you?" T.C. asked getting back to more important matters.
"They are having their own baby."
"Oh," was all Chris could mutter.
"Don't worry Christy they'll find someone for you." T.C. added reassuringly.
"No they won't!" she yelled, "No one wants me!"
"Christy James that's not true and you know it." T.C. said as calm as he could.
"Korena got adopted you know," she informed them.
"How nice," Chris said.
"Yea," Christy said sulking, "How nice."
"Come on Christy you should be happy for her," T.C. said.
"Why? She's got a family and I don't," she shouted.
"Christy she was here before you," T.C. said trying to reason with her
"Yea, yea," she answered.
"Christy why don't you stop acting like this. Adoption takes time," T.C. stated.
Christy didn't budge. Chris sighed. It really hurt her to see what Christy was going through. No matter what they said she would never believe what they told her.
"Well...uh-- We have to get back to work so we'll catch up with you some other time," Chris said. Christy didn't make an attempt to look at them again. So they said goodbye to her and quickly exited.
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"Honey?" Chris called thoughtfully as her head lay on T.C.'s lap
"Yea," T.C. answered running his hand through her hair.
"Do you want a daughter?" she asked quietly.
"Hmm..... Is this a trick question he said looking down at her.
"Nope," she replied shortly.
"It doesn't matter to me Chris. Whatever the sex is I'll love he or she all the same."
"Good answer," she said smiling up at him, "I want a daughter."
"Keep your fingers crossed you might just get what you want," T.C said leaning down to kiss her her softly.
"Yea I know, but the thing is I don't want to wait nine months. I want a daughter now." She said raising up to face him.
"Come on Chris you and I both know we can't have a daughter this soon...unless we adopt..." T.C. trailed off not being able to finish as he stared at Chris totally shocked. "Wait a minute, are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"I think I am. Christy wants a family and I want a daughter," she finished softly, "What do you think?" She said smiling.
********************************************************************* "Hey do you know that the Callaways live on this street!" Christy informed Gizelle. It was January 1st and Christy was moving in with her new family for her birthday.
"Oh really. So does your new parents." Gizelle replied smiling.
"Maybe they'll let me come visit."
"Yea...maybe."
"That's their house right there!" Christy said pointing as the car came to stop in front of it.
"Yes I know Christy."
"Are we going to see them first?" Christy asked eagerly
"This is where your parents live."
"You mean the Callaways moved out?" she asked wide eyed .
"No Christy," Gizelle answered stepping out the car and opening the door for Christy who jumped out without hesitation
"I don't get it then," she said.
"Just follow me okay," Gizelle said walking up to the door. After a couple of knocks it swung open.
"Oh hey," Cory said.
"Hi—uh Connie or something," Christy replied remembering Cory from the day T.C. and Chris took her to the firehouse.
Cory laughed lightly, "Close enough. It's Cory come on in....We've been waiting on you. Now if you'll just follow me." She said leading her into the house.
"Where's T.C. and Chris," she asked.
No answer.
"Where are the Calla....."
"Hey Christy!" Chris called when she saw them enter the back yard. Christy was surprised to see the backyard was decorated for a party .....with balloons, food and most importantly...cake. "Hey Gizelle. How are you?" Chris said as she reached them.
"I'm fine thanks," she replied and quickly made her way over to a table to sit.
"Like it?" Chris asked.
"Yea it's cool. Where are my new parents?" she asked confused.
"Well...you're looking at your mom and I'm pretty sure your dad's gonna show up any minute....." Chris replied smiling.
"Christy!" T.C. shouted coming to stand at Chris's side.
"Perfect timing," Chris said smiling, "And here's your dad," she finished.
"What?! You're my parents?" she asked shocked.
"Yea pretty much," T.C. said
"No way," Christy said
"Yes way," Chris countered laughing
"Whoa! For real?" she asked beaming
"For real. This is really supposed to be your birthday party too. Let's say we get it started huh? We invited some kids from the neighbour- hood and also some people from work. They should be here in a while. So what do you say? You let us be your parents and we'll let this party go on. Deal?"
"Deal!" Christy said hugging them both, "Thank you so much," she whispered, still clinging to them." I promise I'll be really good!" she gushed.
"No problem," Chris said smiling as Christy stepped back from them.
"Christy Callaway- - how's that sound?" T.C asked
"Whoa! I get your name too?"
"Well you are our daughter now," he answered.
"This is soooooooooo cool!" she said again.
She went on like that for another fifteen minutes or so until she actually believed that she was now T.C. and Chris's daughter.
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"No way dude. You're like so not making me wear that dress," Christy whined. It was just a few days after her adoption and her first day at her new school.
"Dude?" Chris asked stopping what she was doing to stare at Christy.
"Sorry. I mean dudette," she said quickly. Which was met with a stern gaze from Chris, "I mean Ma'am," she corrected quickly.
"Oh I thought that's what you meant. And yes you are going to wear this dress. I think it's cute," she said admiring the yellow dress with the yellow hair ribbon to go with it.
"No it's not. It'll spoil my rebutation."
"You mean reputation," Chris corrected laughing "You're only six you don't have a reputation."
"I wont have one at all if you make me wear that dress."
"That mouth of yours is gonna get your little butt in a lot of trouble one of these days," Chris warned, "I'll leave you to pick out whatever you want.........today. Just don't spend all morning we're leaving soon and you still have breakfast to eat. So hurry up okay?"
"Okay. Thanks."
"You're welcome," she said leaving the room.
Christy quickly opened a drawer and pulled out jeans and a t-shirt. She quickly pulled them on, grabbed a hat and made her way downstairs.
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"Christy! Over here!" Chris yelled. Christy quickly ran passed the other kids and ran straight into Chris's waiting arms.
"How was your day?" Chris asked Christy who was still hugging her tightly. "Come on I'm sure it wasn't that bad," she said when Christy didn't answer her. She was met my a soft sob, "Christy what's wrong?" she asked stooping to be eye level with her.
"This girl at school....her name is Torza," she began slowly with a sniffle, "She said I was a reject. See my teacher told me to tell the class about myself, so I did. I told them that I was in an orphanage. Then Torza started saying that no one wanted me 'cause I'm a reject...." She said starting to cry softly.
"Oh sweetheart don't worry about her. If no one wanted you then how come you got adopted huh?" Chris replied
"So you don't think I'm a reject 'cause I was adopted?" she asked softly. "No Christy you're not a reject and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. And I'mma tell you something else, I was adopted too," she said smiling.
"You were?" Christy whispered. "You're just like me!"
"Yep I am. And I don't think I'm a reject. Do you?"
"No way!" she said quickly.
"I thought so."
"Thanks Mom," she said throwing her arms around Chris's neck "You're the best! I can't believe you're my mom."
"What did you just say?" Chris asked pulling Christy away.
"I said you're the best and that I can't believe you're my mom."
"No, no before that."
"Oh. I said thanks mom."
"You said mom. You called me mom," Chris said her eyes welling up with tears.
"Yea I guess I did," she said smiling, "Is that okay?"
"Christy it's more than okay," she said said hugging her. "It's fantastic!"
"Can we go meet daddy now?" she asked pulling away, "People are starting to stare," she said realizing that they were still in full view of everyone.
"Sure we can," she said standing up.
"Mom?" she asked as they were walking to the car.
"Yes sweetie?" Chris answered as she took a moment to let that name sink in again.
"Do I have to go back to school?" she asked smiling up at Chris
"My answer is absolutely not. But I'll run it pass T.C. and see what he thinks." Chris replied laughing.
"I'm sure he'll say yes you know. He likes me more," she said running to the car.
"We'll just see about that," she replied laughing.
END OF CHAPTER 8
Yes this was kind of long. It's just that it has a lot of spaces and stuff....
CHAPTER 8
"Well hi there Christy. Welcome to Chritchlow Orphanage," these words were said by Dernielle Diaz; the lady in charge of the orphanage.
"Go on Christy say hi," Gizelle urged pushing her forward a bit. "Hi," she said softly, wiping her tear streaked face. "Oh don't worry. You'll get used to things in no time. Most of the kids here started out just like you," Dernielle said reassuringly, "Come with me and I'll show you to your room."
Christy followed her up the flight of stairs the n went down a hallway and stopped in front of a door marked BOYS CAN'T ENTER. "Christy this is Korena James your roommate," Dernielle said entering the room which was painted in pink, had two beds with pink accessories. "Hi Christy," Korena said smiling. "Hi," Christy replied. Korena was taller than Christy and clearly older. She was of African decent and had curly hair that bounced every time she moved. "I'll leave you two to get to know each other. Korena would you show Christy around for me please?" Dernielle said as she made her way out.
"Yes Ms. Diaz," Korena answered.
"So Christy how old are you?" Korena asked once Dernielle had left.
"Five. I'll be six on January first."
"Okay cool. I'm seven I'll be eight in March." She replied sitting on one of the beds. "Parents didn't want you?" she asked again.
"No, my daddy—he's... he's in heaven." Christy finished softly.
"Oh. And your mom?"
"I don't have one."
"She's in heaven too?"
"I don't know. I-I just don't have one," Christy answered softly, "What about you?"
"My parents died. No one else wanted me so I ended up here." Korena stated matter-of-factly. They went on talking like that for a while. Christy discovered that Korena was the all girly type, had a lot of dresses and played with dolls. Whereas Korena went to find out that Christy was the complete opposite.
There was a knock on the door a while later and Korena said, "Come in." The door opened slowly and in walked T.C and Chris.
"You guys came!" Christy said running and hugging them both.
"We just came dropped by to see how you were doing," Chris said smiling down at Christy as she pulled back.
"I'm okay."
"Glad to hear it." T.C. said.
"Oh, T.C. Chris this is Korena. We'll be sharing this room. Korena this is T.C. and Chris...they were the ones that found me," Christy said.
"Oh okay. Christy told me about yall. She really likes you."
"We like her too," Chris said smiling.
"Well I'll be downstairs if you need me Christy," Korena said as she made her way out.
"She seems nice," T.C. said when Korena had left.
"Yea she's cool," Christy said softly.
"We don't want you to worry okay? Everything will work out fine," Chris said stooping down to be eye to eye with her.
"What if nobody wants me?"
"That'll never happen to you Christy," Chris said
"How come? You guys don't even want me," she said staring Chris right in the eye.
"Christy it's not like that," T.C. said taking control of the situation.
"What's it like then?" Christy asked now staring at him.
"It's not that we don't want you. It's just that we are always busy with our jobs. We wouldn't have time for you."
"I could go to work with you. It's okay with me," she added quickly.
"Christy it just wouldn't work out. It's not that easy." T.C. said
"Okay," Christy sighed softly as she made her way to sit by the window. They followed her and went to stand by her.
"Christy we're sorry okay but we can't," Chris began. Christy didn't look at her so she said, "We'll leave you alone now. Goodbye Christy," she said. T.C. did the same and they made their way out.
***************************** One week and some days later
"Christy the Callways are here too see you," Dernielle called to Christy. T.C. and Chris heard that a family wanted to adopt Christy so they were just stopping by to pay her a visit.
"I'll be right down," she shouted from upstairs.
"Hey!" T.C. and Chris said as she came down the stairs and proceeded to sit down on a chair opposite them.
"Hi," she answered shortly.
"You sure don't look like some one who's finally getting what she wanted," T.C. said.
"'Cause I'm not."
You're not what?" Chris asked.
"Mr. and Mrs. Henry don't want me no more."
"Anymore," Chris corrected.
"Huh?" Christy asked a bit confused.
"It's 'don't want you anymore.' Not no more." She explained.
"Oh okay."
"Why don't they want you?" T.C. asked getting back to more important matters.
"They are having their own baby."
"Oh," was all Chris could mutter.
"Don't worry Christy they'll find someone for you." T.C. added reassuringly.
"No they won't!" she yelled, "No one wants me!"
"Christy James that's not true and you know it." T.C. said as calm as he could.
"Korena got adopted you know," she informed them.
"How nice," Chris said.
"Yea," Christy said sulking, "How nice."
"Come on Christy you should be happy for her," T.C. said.
"Why? She's got a family and I don't," she shouted.
"Christy she was here before you," T.C. said trying to reason with her
"Yea, yea," she answered.
"Christy why don't you stop acting like this. Adoption takes time," T.C. stated.
Christy didn't budge. Chris sighed. It really hurt her to see what Christy was going through. No matter what they said she would never believe what they told her.
"Well...uh-- We have to get back to work so we'll catch up with you some other time," Chris said. Christy didn't make an attempt to look at them again. So they said goodbye to her and quickly exited.
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"Honey?" Chris called thoughtfully as her head lay on T.C.'s lap
"Yea," T.C. answered running his hand through her hair.
"Do you want a daughter?" she asked quietly.
"Hmm..... Is this a trick question he said looking down at her.
"Nope," she replied shortly.
"It doesn't matter to me Chris. Whatever the sex is I'll love he or she all the same."
"Good answer," she said smiling up at him, "I want a daughter."
"Keep your fingers crossed you might just get what you want," T.C said leaning down to kiss her her softly.
"Yea I know, but the thing is I don't want to wait nine months. I want a daughter now." She said raising up to face him.
"Come on Chris you and I both know we can't have a daughter this soon...unless we adopt..." T.C. trailed off not being able to finish as he stared at Chris totally shocked. "Wait a minute, are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"I think I am. Christy wants a family and I want a daughter," she finished softly, "What do you think?" She said smiling.
********************************************************************* "Hey do you know that the Callaways live on this street!" Christy informed Gizelle. It was January 1st and Christy was moving in with her new family for her birthday.
"Oh really. So does your new parents." Gizelle replied smiling.
"Maybe they'll let me come visit."
"Yea...maybe."
"That's their house right there!" Christy said pointing as the car came to stop in front of it.
"Yes I know Christy."
"Are we going to see them first?" Christy asked eagerly
"This is where your parents live."
"You mean the Callaways moved out?" she asked wide eyed .
"No Christy," Gizelle answered stepping out the car and opening the door for Christy who jumped out without hesitation
"I don't get it then," she said.
"Just follow me okay," Gizelle said walking up to the door. After a couple of knocks it swung open.
"Oh hey," Cory said.
"Hi—uh Connie or something," Christy replied remembering Cory from the day T.C. and Chris took her to the firehouse.
Cory laughed lightly, "Close enough. It's Cory come on in....We've been waiting on you. Now if you'll just follow me." She said leading her into the house.
"Where's T.C. and Chris," she asked.
No answer.
"Where are the Calla....."
"Hey Christy!" Chris called when she saw them enter the back yard. Christy was surprised to see the backyard was decorated for a party .....with balloons, food and most importantly...cake. "Hey Gizelle. How are you?" Chris said as she reached them.
"I'm fine thanks," she replied and quickly made her way over to a table to sit.
"Like it?" Chris asked.
"Yea it's cool. Where are my new parents?" she asked confused.
"Well...you're looking at your mom and I'm pretty sure your dad's gonna show up any minute....." Chris replied smiling.
"Christy!" T.C. shouted coming to stand at Chris's side.
"Perfect timing," Chris said smiling, "And here's your dad," she finished.
"What?! You're my parents?" she asked shocked.
"Yea pretty much," T.C. said
"No way," Christy said
"Yes way," Chris countered laughing
"Whoa! For real?" she asked beaming
"For real. This is really supposed to be your birthday party too. Let's say we get it started huh? We invited some kids from the neighbour- hood and also some people from work. They should be here in a while. So what do you say? You let us be your parents and we'll let this party go on. Deal?"
"Deal!" Christy said hugging them both, "Thank you so much," she whispered, still clinging to them." I promise I'll be really good!" she gushed.
"No problem," Chris said smiling as Christy stepped back from them.
"Christy Callaway- - how's that sound?" T.C asked
"Whoa! I get your name too?"
"Well you are our daughter now," he answered.
"This is soooooooooo cool!" she said again.
She went on like that for another fifteen minutes or so until she actually believed that she was now T.C. and Chris's daughter.
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"No way dude. You're like so not making me wear that dress," Christy whined. It was just a few days after her adoption and her first day at her new school.
"Dude?" Chris asked stopping what she was doing to stare at Christy.
"Sorry. I mean dudette," she said quickly. Which was met with a stern gaze from Chris, "I mean Ma'am," she corrected quickly.
"Oh I thought that's what you meant. And yes you are going to wear this dress. I think it's cute," she said admiring the yellow dress with the yellow hair ribbon to go with it.
"No it's not. It'll spoil my rebutation."
"You mean reputation," Chris corrected laughing "You're only six you don't have a reputation."
"I wont have one at all if you make me wear that dress."
"That mouth of yours is gonna get your little butt in a lot of trouble one of these days," Chris warned, "I'll leave you to pick out whatever you want.........today. Just don't spend all morning we're leaving soon and you still have breakfast to eat. So hurry up okay?"
"Okay. Thanks."
"You're welcome," she said leaving the room.
Christy quickly opened a drawer and pulled out jeans and a t-shirt. She quickly pulled them on, grabbed a hat and made her way downstairs.
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"Christy! Over here!" Chris yelled. Christy quickly ran passed the other kids and ran straight into Chris's waiting arms.
"How was your day?" Chris asked Christy who was still hugging her tightly. "Come on I'm sure it wasn't that bad," she said when Christy didn't answer her. She was met my a soft sob, "Christy what's wrong?" she asked stooping to be eye level with her.
"This girl at school....her name is Torza," she began slowly with a sniffle, "She said I was a reject. See my teacher told me to tell the class about myself, so I did. I told them that I was in an orphanage. Then Torza started saying that no one wanted me 'cause I'm a reject...." She said starting to cry softly.
"Oh sweetheart don't worry about her. If no one wanted you then how come you got adopted huh?" Chris replied
"So you don't think I'm a reject 'cause I was adopted?" she asked softly. "No Christy you're not a reject and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. And I'mma tell you something else, I was adopted too," she said smiling.
"You were?" Christy whispered. "You're just like me!"
"Yep I am. And I don't think I'm a reject. Do you?"
"No way!" she said quickly.
"I thought so."
"Thanks Mom," she said throwing her arms around Chris's neck "You're the best! I can't believe you're my mom."
"What did you just say?" Chris asked pulling Christy away.
"I said you're the best and that I can't believe you're my mom."
"No, no before that."
"Oh. I said thanks mom."
"You said mom. You called me mom," Chris said her eyes welling up with tears.
"Yea I guess I did," she said smiling, "Is that okay?"
"Christy it's more than okay," she said said hugging her. "It's fantastic!"
"Can we go meet daddy now?" she asked pulling away, "People are starting to stare," she said realizing that they were still in full view of everyone.
"Sure we can," she said standing up.
"Mom?" she asked as they were walking to the car.
"Yes sweetie?" Chris answered as she took a moment to let that name sink in again.
"Do I have to go back to school?" she asked smiling up at Chris
"My answer is absolutely not. But I'll run it pass T.C. and see what he thinks." Chris replied laughing.
"I'm sure he'll say yes you know. He likes me more," she said running to the car.
"We'll just see about that," she replied laughing.
END OF CHAPTER 8
Yes this was kind of long. It's just that it has a lot of spaces and stuff....
