You And Me
Chapter 1- Just Kidding?
It was early Monday when it appeared that my sisters had something to hide from me. I mean, besides the secrets I had nothing to do with. There was something else. There had to be! Every time I walked past their room, they started whispering and giggling! Normally, such wouldn't bother me, but it was every time. I mean every time!
"Hi Daisy." I said flatly, hoping something would change.
She burst into laughter, though she tried to hide it behind her hand. I rolled my eyes. Sisters! I thought glumly.
As soon as the gym opened, though, I wouldn't have to see them for a while. I was glad to have the free time. I decided to bird watch from my room on the third floor.
From the west window, you could see a sweet sunset, and lots of birds. My personal favorite was either Taillow or Swellow. Honestly, who doesn't love the blue, red, and white birdie? It was adorable!
Today the sun was beating down, scorching even the pavement. It sizzled in the dry air. I couldn't help but thrust all the windows on the third floor open. Only a couple of Pidgeys and Spearows had the heat tolerance to come out on a scorcher like this.
Putting the binoculars down, I scanned the crowds coming for my sisters' show. Like usual, I wasn't invited. I saw a familier face. It was…it was…who was it? I couldn't place the guy's name. But he came into the gym, and he gave my sister something. A scroll?
Curious, I went downstairs to the foyer.
"-Ppreciate it." Daisy bowed slightly.
"Of course." The dark-haired man returned the bow. "The Ketchums would want nothing less than that." Tipping his hat off as he walked out, the mysterious man left.
"Its for real!" Daisy squealed, grabbing hold of and hugging someone I couldn't see.
"Poor Misty." The person said sarcastically. My expression darkened. What did that man want with me?
"Isn't it funny? Misty of all people!" Daisy said, laughing. Confused, I wondered how long the Ketchums had had a butler.
"Mmm." Other Person said.
"Better get ready. Show'll start soon." She mumbled, ushering Other Person out of the room, and leaving me as confused as ever, to piece together my sisters' old news. Did this have something to do with their laughing fits earlier? My brow furrowed with thought.
Everything had been strange around here for a while now.
Crawling back upstairs, I lay down on my bed, wondering about Mr. Mysterious.
I had something to do with Mr. Mysterious coming here with either news or a request from the Ketchums. Ash's family. He had something to give to Daisy. But what? Without knowing about the gift, how could I piece this together?
Time for another trip to the foyer.
I crept down silently. Darting around the foyer feverishly, I looked for something, anything that resembled that guy's gift.
I was about to give up hope when something glinted in the corner of my eye.
Behind the basket of fake fruit on the mahogany table was a ring, a beautiful diamond ring, with little studs. From my quick careless math, I counted ten. It had to be a gift to my sister that someone from the Ketchum family sent to her.
But what did that have to do with me? Maybe I met them. Pushing the thoughts from my mind, I found the scroll Mr. Mysterious gave to my sister. Tattered as it was, I assumed it was nothing important.
My gut feeling told me to read it, and I obeyed. Silently, I unfurled the paper and began to read.
It is time another heirloom came. Here, for sake, take the ring and make it yours. Pick the one whose right for you. From the Ketchums to you comes an heirloom, the one destined to unite us again. Add your name to the generational list:
Kathleen Ketchum
Veronica Ketchu-
My head shot up from the scroll. Footsteps! I had half a mind to drop the scroll and run, but once again, my gut feeling intervened. Read it. My gut feeling yelled clearly, and I skipped all the stupid names. I didn't have time to read all the-
Reading the final line in the scrawled handwriting of a butler, I dropped the scroll, but the line was imprinted into my head.
I dropped to the floor before regaining my senses and running.
Back in the safety of my room, I felt helpless. This had to be a cruel joke! But it wasn't, and my heart knew it was true.
The ring belonged to me. The last sentence was still, and always going to be, etched into my mind.
It's Misty's turn to intermarry with the Ketchums only son, Ash.
