Disclaimer: I own Lindsay, Melanie, Jessica, and Savannah
Author's Note: This takes place in the future. Lindsay is the daughter of Bridget and Billy Klein. Melanie is the daughter of Tibby and Brian. Jessica is the daughter of Lena and Paul. Savannah is the daughter of Carmen and some random guy.
Author's Note 2: I've only read the first 2. I'm currently reading the third.
Author's Note 3: For the most part this story takes place in Lindsay's point of view. I will say when it does not.
The Children of the Sisterhood
Chapter 1
My long blonde hair flowed behind me as I ran down the street. I had started this run with my 3 best friends, they kind of faltered out behind me. I guess the run was too much for them. Oh well, it wasn't that big of a deal. I'd simply talk to them later. I always did anyways.
I hate to sound conceited, but I always had been the most athletic of the four, with both of my parents being soccer players, soccer coaches, and all around soccer fanatics, it was pretty hard not to.
I was wearing a pair of my mother's jeans. Actually, they had belonged to my mother and all of her friends. They had made them seem so sacred all throughout our childhood, and now, 2 weeks before my sixteenth birthday, they were allowing me to wear them. Confused yet? Let me explain…
My mom and her three best friends, my best friend's moms, all met before they were born. Their mothers, our grandmothers, had all gone to an aerobics class together while they were pregnant with our mothers, they were called the Septembers. Then, our mothers were born within 17 days of each other. First was Jessica's mom, Lena, then Melanie's mom, Tibby, then my mom, Bridget, and lastly, Savannah's mom, Carmen. The four were basically inseparable. Then the summer that they were 16, Carmen found a pair of jeans and the pants fit all four. The thing was all of them were completely different sizes. Lena was small and, well… perfectly figured. Tibby had a figure, but it was nothing like Lena's. Yet, the jeans fit both of them as if they were different pairs of pants. Next was my mom. She had at least 3 or 4 inches on Lena and Tibby, yet the jeans fit her, and weren't short at all. It was a real surprise. But the biggest surprise, and no offense to Carmen, was that they fit her as well. Carmen had the most curves, and yet, like the rest of them, they fit her perfectly.
Got it yet? Well… If you don't, that's just about it. Now back to the present day.
The pants, I had been allowed to wear them now, just as summer was arriving. The pants were all marked up with memories from the summers when our moms were 16, 17, and 18.
The weirdest thing about the whole thing was that this year Jessica, Melanie, Savannah and I were being separated. And we got the pants.
I was going off to Alabama to visit my paternal grandparents. Jess was going to a lacrosse camp in Pennsylvania. Melanie was going to travel Europe with her family to debut her mom's newest documentary. And Savannah was going to Hawaii, just because she could.
We assumed that our mothers wanted us to follow in their footsteps. That was something that we had been attempting to avoid for pretty much our entire lives. We all met up at Savannah's that night, just to hang out.
That Night
"Linz, why do you think they're doing this?" Jess asked me for about the millionth time that day, "Why are they giving you the pants right before your birthday?"
"If I knew… Would I be this confused?"
Melanie nodded, "She has a point… I mean… From everything we've been hearing the pants are like… a way of life. They made rules for them!" She exclaimed, "Then why would they give them to us?"
I stood up for a minute to stretch, and I stuck my hand in the back pocket. "What the…?" I pulled out a sheet of paper.
Savannah snatched it from me and unfolded it.
"Lindsay, Jessica, Melanie, Savannah
These pants have brought us great things over the years. It's getting to be time to pass them on. We can't let them gather dust forever. Instead of a stranger getting them, they shall be passed on to you. Treat them with love, kindness, and remember the rules of the Sisterhood.
Bridget, Lena, Tibby, Carmen"
"You can't say that's not awkward…" I said, still trying to register what exactly the note was saying.
"You can say it, it just wouldn't be true." Jess instantly replied. But smiled, "You're right Lindsay… They want us to be them."
Savannah smirked, usually Mel and I were the ones smirking, something was up. "We should try it."
Melanie raised an eyebrow, "Haven't we been trying to go our own way? Steer away from our mothers?"
Now Jessica seemed to be reconsidering, "Remember all the good stuff that happened to our parents in these pants?"
I tried to think, what /had/ happened to my mom. "Okay… Maybe it was good… But what's to say the magic hasn't worn off?"
"Lindsay!" Savannah exclaimed with that really convincing whine, "Can you at least give it a try?"
"I'll try it."
The four of us smiled. We each grabbed the other's hand. Jessica spoke. "To us, the second generation Sisterhood."
"Pants don't fail us now," Melanie said, half-serious, half-joking.
Savannah looked at the four of us. "We need a rotation schedule."
"Whoa! Sounds like school!" I exclaimed.
"Not like that! Lindsay, since you already have them, you should keep them for 2 weeks, and then send them to Jess. Jess can then send them to Mel. Mel, you'll send them to me."
"8 weeks." Melanie said, nodding, "Then we should reverse it for a week at a time. And when we come back Linz will have the pants again."
I shrugged, ready to agree. "Wait! How do we know that the pants will work the same with us?"
"Well, they fit you perfectly…" Jessica said, "And it's awkward when pants that belonged to your mother and all three of her best friends fit you perfectly…"
"True… But…" I looked at Melanie, "No offense Mel, but you should try them on, you are… well… we aren't the same size."
"No offense taken." Melanie said, "I know I'm big. And I'm not going to let it bother me."
"Thank god." I smiled; I took off the jeans and handed them to her. "Does magic follow generations? Stay tuned to find out!" I said, as she put them on.
Melanie stood in front of Savannah's full length mirror. "Oh my gosh…"
Savannah took a glance, "Mel! You look hot!"
"I do look pretty good… Don't I?"
Jessica stood up now, "Wow… You look better than good. You look drop dead sexy!"
"Maybe… Magic is still in these pants…"
"Linz… There is definitely magic in these pants." Mel said, "Note the perfect fit!"
"I have to go…" I replied, looking at the clock on Savannah's basement wall. "I still have to pack! I'm leaving for stinking Alabama tomorrow!"
Melanie gave me the pants back. "Don't forget to write!" She said as she hugged me. Savannah and Jessica followed suit.
"You better not forget to write to me!" I replied, "And I'll send you these in 2 weeks Jess!"
I walked out the door and began to run home. I climbed the tree outside my window into my room and began packing.