I just had another idea for a story, and will be working on it alongside this one. By the time you are reading this, I have begun making it.
"Lincoln, We need to talk about this. We understand you don't want to, but we still want to talk about it." Rita said in a calm voice.
Lincoln replied with "It's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's that I physically cannot talk about it. I'm dying to talk about it, but, if I could talk about it, I would have done it this morning."
After thinking about it, Lynn Sr. said, "Well, if that's the case, I wonder if there is anything about the dream that has persisted with you that doesn't necessarily center around the dream only, but still contribute as part of it."
In response to that, Lincoln said "Well, there is one thing that does describe that criteria, but I would need to somehow contact the figure in the dream about it." On demand, the mysterious figure responded.
"Interesting of you to ask, Lincoln. Since I am of existence beyond the dream, you do have permission to talk about me, but you do not talk about what I said in that dream to them."
He looked up into the sky, and said seemingly randomly, "Wow, nice timing there. Say, there is one thing I must ask. Why can I not talk about anything related to that dream?" The parents stared in disbelief, wondering if their son had gone crazy.
Making it evident that he was still listening to the mysterious figure, he listened to it as it replied "Funny how you ask that, Lincoln. The reason why I do not let you talk about this is because, quite frankly, it would ruin the anticipation of my human counterpart's arrival. On the topic of my human counterpart, she and I are entirely different beings…" Lincoln's face dropped when he heard "she". "Why so down, Lincoln? It's just a gender. Now yes, I understand, you have enough sisters already. But this one is different. Oh, this one is special Lincoln. You will have yourself a treat once she arrives. Back onto the topic of how she and I are completely different beings. You see, I am a completely different counterpart of L- I mean her. I am depicted as wiser than her, I am depicted as a generally tough-spirited and straightforward being. When she arrives, I will vanish forever, as I am of no need. Now, I have forced an anomaly of time in order to talk to you about this. Go, and talk to your parents about it, at least get a little bit off of your chest."
Turning back to his parents, Lincoln explained. "Now you might be wondering what in the name of lord almighty above I was doing. I can explain. You see, this whole situation is complicated. Normally, that mysterious figure and I can only interact when I am asleep, according to it. Before I continue, yes, I did gain permission to talk about her. Anyways, the figure forced something called a "Time anomaly" (Don't ask me about it, I don't understand it either.) to tell me that I do have permission to talk about it, and also some details about this whole ordeal. You see, someone that the only thing I know about them is that they are a girl…"
As soon as he said the word "girl" the girls squealed with excitement, causing the parents to kindly ask them to go elsewhere, as the conversation with Lincoln they were having had to be private. So the girls groaned, and walked away to their rooms.
"Anyways, this someone, in which the only details I know about them is that they are a girl, is arriving at this place in an unknown way, at an unknown time. Now that you know that information, I can tell you the reason why I can't talk about this dream. That reason being that, according to the mysterious figure, it would ruin the anticipation of her arrival. That's really the only thing that I currently know of that I can talk about." He said.
The parents took some time and consideration to sponge in all the information Lincoln had just sent them. After fully comprehending the entire thing, Lynn Sr said "Well, Lincoln. We understand the situation at hand now. We are sorry for pushing you so far to talk about something that you cannot talk about. Now that we fully understand, Rita, should we unground him?"
The room went silent, for Rita had not fully comprehended the situation yet. After a few minutes of silence, she finally responded, "So let me get this straight. So you had this dream in which some mysterious figure told you that you can't talk about it, and unveiling some serious information, and the reason for that being that some girl that nobody has any idea who she is, or why she's coming here, or how she's coming here, is coming at an unknown time, and spreading the information to other people would ruin the anticipation of her arrival."
Lincoln replied with a simplistic "Yes."
Acknowledging his approval of her statement, she followed up with, "Okay, so now that we both understand the situation, and also since your father proposed the idea, After looking at all the circumstances, I accept his proposal. Why don't we just act like you were never grounded in the first place?"
Both of the males of the family responded with "Okay."
Nothing significant happened for the rest of the day.
The next morning, while everyone was having breakfast, the conversation Lincoln had about his parents was brought up.
"Lincoln, so what exactly happened up there last night?" Lori asked.
"Well, to give a quick recap, I told mom and dad why I couldn't talk about it. Basically that reason is that, well… First I need to tell you that someone is arriving here soon. They are a girl, I do not know how she is arriving, and I do not know when she is arriving. Now that I've dished out that information, I can tell you the reason why I can't talk about that dream. According to the mysterious figure that I learned everything from, it would ruin the anticipation of her arrival." He said very slowly, between bites of his breakfast.
All of the girls mumbled to each other about the situation, then once they all had finished discussing, Luna asked, "We're sorry if this bugs you, but can we ask you to explain more about it after school?" To which Lincoln immediately replied with, "It doesn't bug me, In fact, that's exactly what I was planning for."
Everyone quickly finished their breakfast and hurried off to school.
At school, he met up with his friends for the short time they had before school began.
Once greeted, Clyde asked "I know you either don't want to or can't, but, are there any updates about the situation?"
Lincoln actually defied Clyde's expectations by saying "Actually, there is. Although it's long and complicated. Do you mind if we talk about it during lunch?"
"Of course. If need be, we can discuss it at other times, as well. We aren't pressuring you." Stella said in reply.
The friends discussed some other unimportant topics to this story until the bell rang.
Without anybody within Lincoln's friend group knowing, a new girl had moved into Royal woods. She was assigned to their class. Her name was Hannah. She had red hair, and a vibrant green color in her eyes. She wore a green button-up shirt, those buttons being purple. She wore a purple jacket on top of that, with horizontal white stripes going the middle of it. She wore blue jeans, and her shoes were yellow. Those shoes had orange stripes on them. Because of her outfit, she would be called "Rainbow Girl." Sometimes, she dresses as one color entirely. With her varying color, she also has a varying personality. She can be shy and nervous, she can be open and joyous. She can be pessimistic at times. She can also be self-centered, or she can be selfless.
She does have one main personality, though. She's entirely selfless and will help anyone she comes across. She is all over the subject of art and color. Ask her about a specific set of colors, and she will give you the details. She is entirely self-aware though. She understands her surroundings, becoming accustomed to those surroundings, no matter what it may be like. Nobody had known about her in Royal Woods up until recently.
So Mrs. Johnson gave an unexpected introduction to her.
"Class, before we start, I would like to give a warm welcome to our new student, Hannah." She gestured Hannah to stand up and come to the front of the classroom. "Hannah, why don't you tell the class about yourself?"
Nervous, she hesitated for a little bit, before saying, "Hello, My name is Hannah. I used to live in Cincinnati, Ohio. I just moved over here a week ago. Back at my old school, I used to get called "Rainbow Girl" because of my colorful outfit. Sometimes I dress in one specific color. I do have a varying personality, but I do have one main personality. I'm all over the whole area of color."
Knowing that Hannah was done with her introduction, Mrs Johnson said to her, "Thank you Hannah for introducing yourself. You may go back to your seat now."
The class had continued from where it had left off yesterday about paranormal activity. Lincoln was much more open today than he was yesterday.
Right before the bell rang to excuse the students off to lunch, Hannah went to Lincoln and his friends and said hi.
"Oh hey. Hannah, it was, right?" Lincoln responded. In which she replied with "Yes."
Seeing that she wanted to know more about the friend group, Lincoln introduced the group. "My name is Lincoln, and this is my friend, Clyde. I have more friends, but they aren't in this class."
Seeing this, she got even more interested. "Can I meet them?"
Clyde, now picking up on the conversation, replied, "Sure! …As long as Lincoln is fine with it. Our friend group considers him as the prime leader of the group." To which Lincoln replied, "Of course I'm fine with it."
Then the bell rang, dismissing everyone off to lunch.
After getting their food and sitting down, Liam questioned, "Who is that? And why is she following you guys?"
Lincoln introduced everyone. "Liam, Zach, Rusty, Stella, this is Hannah. Hannah, this is Liam, Zach, Rusty, and Stella. All six of us get along with each other well." Each friend greeted her in response to the friendly impression.
"So, Lincoln. Now that it is Lunch time, can we talk about the situation?" Stella asked with a spark of hope.
Before he could respond, Hannah asked, "What situation?" In which Lincoln replied "You're about to find out."
He brought up the long story. "So, you see, the reason why I can't talk about this dream I had on Monday is that, first, I must talk about something. So apparently there is this girl that is arriving here in Royal Woods, in an unknown way, at an unknown time. Shifting back to the reason that I cannot talk about this dream, according to the mysterious figure itself, It would ruin the anticipation of her arrival." He said, in a short recap.
Each of the friends and Hannah had a conversation afterwards about Hannah herself, and just more details about the rest of the friend group. They all enjoyed their time, each getting used to each other.
At the end of Lunch, Hannah asked the friend group, "I know that was a strange first impression, but I still like your guys' nature. I know we just barely met, but, and it's okay if you don't accept this, but…" hesitantly, she followed up with, "...Can i be friends with you guys? You are a lot like my old friends, except you are different people, and a larger friend group."
Lincoln was the first person to accept, saying that he has the least amount of friends in his family, so the more friends the merrier. After some considerations, the rest of the group accepted as well, deeming Hannah the 7th member of Lincoln's friend circle.
After arriving home, Lincoln immediately had something to say. "First things first. Girls, please don't freak out over this, as I am tired of you guys reacting the same way every time I mention a girl that isn't a part of this family. So. Apparently a new girl-" He was immediately interrupted by the same reaction he didn't ask for.
"I just told you guys to not freak out over it. You did anyway." Lincoln irritably replied.
After calming down, the sisters apologized, allowing Lincoln to continue. "So this new girl moved into town recently. Her name is Hannah, and she seemed to be interested in my friend group, so we all introduced each other. Even though there were some crazy things about us all, she still persisted to be a member of the group, so we all agreed for her to be the 7th member of our friend group, and the second female. Not saying that Ronnie Anne isn't my friend anymore."
This is the end of Chapter 3. I shall be working on two stories at once from this point forward, for the foreseeable future. The first chapter for the other one shall be out quick, as it is simply an introduction.