This is a first ta me so lay off if ya don't like it. Write yer own.
Disclaimer: I don't own Blood and Chocolate. I wish I did but no dice.
Vivian opened her eyes and was witness to the fly on the ceiling slowly turning in circles. The fly had no idea it was being watched and went on to pursue higher things like licking its forelimbs and rubbing them over its eyes. The silence in her room was only disturbed by the faint clicking sounds coming from the kitchen downstairs and her own imagination telling her she could hear the soft licking noises of the fly. Though her eyes where open she was still in that blissful state of half consciousness. She strained her ears for a moment and could hear other things as well: her own breathing and her mother and Tomas laughing in the kitchen. A little further she could hear men grunting and the sounds of heavy labor. Vivian flared her nostrils and caught whiffs of coffee and diner pancakes and that faint sweet smell of cut wood. Over lining it all was the smell of dust and Ajax.
Nothing like a new home and the same old shit inside, thought Vivian.
While not looking forward to watching her mother play sexy hostess, Vivian did look forward to the thought of coffee. Nice hot black coffee. But first the delayed processes of making herself look presentable. Vivian considered.
Naaa...I could just skip it and get the coffee. After all, they have seen me in a far worse state.
She rolled to the edge of the bed and slid out from under her sheets. Catching herself just before she hit the floor, she stumbled to the door and swung it open. The steps where littered with chips of wood and one or two cans of beer.
Lovely. We are really moving on up.
Stepping nimbly over all the crap in her way she climbed down and at the foot of the steps turned to her left and walked through the archway and stepped lightly all the way down the corridor to her left again and finally opened the door to find Esme giggling and nearly bouncing in her seat as Tomas apparently made some joke or ludicrous suggestion.
Too early in the morning for this.
Vivian ignored them and made a beeline to the coffee pot thinking of the sweet acidic taste that would soon be in her mouth.
Her new home was far from finished and had been in sad shambles when they had arrived. Gabrielle had suggested a group home or an inn but after all that the land that he purchased was used for a small ranch. Nothing like acres of land to run in and still feel like the last living souls. School was an interesting dilemma since a couple had suggested the kids be home schooled but no one had as of yet dared to put their own selves to the task. The registration had gone along well and the school was 12 miles away. Not that she was complaining since to Vivian it was a walk in the park. What irked her was the thought of her age-mates being a pain in the ass the whole way there. But she had learned that people change with time and maybe it would work out different what with the new change of scene and new faces to see….
So whatcha think? I 'ope no one hates it since it's a first timer and all but if ya think ya can 'elp than go ahead '