Chapter one of Orchard Springs ahhhh yessss
(it starts off the same way the preview but there's more to it)
"Cristin?" The name slipped off her tongue effortlessly and reverberated throughout the empty hallways.
"Cristin honey?" There it came, her name did, a second time, accompanied by 'honey', as if to appeal to her. She recognized the voice, not as her mother's, but rather as one of her maid's. Her name was Ada, and she was a sweet lady, her best friend even, but something inside her stopped her from replying. A knock sounded on the door.
"Cristin, I'm coming in," Ada said. She was in her room, sitting on her bed, faced away from the door.
"Ada," the girl said, as soon as the maidcame in.
"Cristin, why did you speak out against your mother?"
Okay, let's pause here and recap. They were in a family meeting when her mom told her that her grandpa who ran a farm died. About a month ago. Strike one. It's written in his will for Crisitn to take it over but her mother said it's not for her. Strike two. She tried to give it to Cristin's twin brother, Chris. Strike three, you're out. Cristin blew up at her. Her brother was repulsed by the proposition. He enjoys the rich lifestyle. She doesn't. No matter what, Cristin is taking over that farm.
Back to present moment.
"I guess it's because I hate it. Everything. I hate this lifestyle. I hate being seen as someone who can't do anything because I'm female. I want to prove them wrong. It's in the will to me, not to Chris. And he died over a month ago! I was only told now. He was like my best friend. Now he's dead and I didn't get to say goodbye because my mom sees us as too important to be seen in such a small town as Orchard Springs," She ranted.
"I'm for it. Take over the town in Orchard Springs. Pack up, go on, after all, the train leaves tonight," Ada said handing her a ticket for the train.
"Ada, how did you get this? Is this a trick?" Crisitn was at a loss for words.
"All treat, no tricks. Have fun!"
And just like that, Cristin was on the train to Orchard Springs.
The train ride had never been so boring. She still had a day left to arrive. Ada had sent her off with a ticket and an envelope. The envelope, Cristin had found, contained a phone number. After dialing it, Cristin reached her mother who gave her another number which she called. She got the Mayor of Orchard Springs. After explaining exactly who she was and what was happening, the Mayor was more than happy to accommodate for her.
"Tickets! Tickets please!" Cristin reached in her pocket and pulled out her ticket.
"Destination?" The young train attendant asked.
"Orchard Springs!" Cristin chirped. The attendant took the ticket and punched it, moving on to the next person.
"Destination?" She asked.
"Orchard Springs," A tiny voice said.
"Ticket?"
"I can't find it," they said.
"No ticket, no ride."
"But it was just here a minute ago," they said. Cristin looked over to see a ginger male.
"Don't worry miss, he's with me," Cristin smiled. "He's very forgetful. I apologize for the trouble." The attendant lady smiled and moved on.
"Thanks for that. My name is Xavier. What's yours?"
"I'm Cristin."
"What brings you to Orchard Springs? Not many people go there."
"I'm taking over my grandpa's farm. He... uh... he died."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"Why are you going?"
"I ran away from home, honestly."
"Same."
"I saw an opening for a carpenter's apprentice and having some experience with carpentry, I thought I'd get the job."
"I hope you get it," Cristin smiled.
"Next stop, Winona Falls. After that Clover Valley. Last stop, Orchard Springs," the announcer... well, announced.
"We got a long way to go. Let's get to know each other better," Xavier suggested. Cristin nodded.
11 exhausting hours later, another announcement came on as the train halted to a stop.
"Orchard Springs, we've arrived at Orchard Springs!"
Xavier lightly shook Cristin.
"Hey, wake up." She looked at him tiredly. "We're here."
The words triggered a reaction in Cristin as she quickly sprung up.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
The pair quickly grabbed all their supplies and hurried off the train.
The train station was old and decrepit, and at the same time it looked barely used. Cristin looked around, noticing it was dark out.
"Hey, Xavier, what's the time?"
"It's around midnight. Let's go stop by the Town Hall."
After getting lost a couple times, the pair knocked on the Town Hall door. There were no lights on but the hours of operation were stated as 24 hours a day.
"Coming," a voice inside called.
The door shortly opened to reveal a pale male with green eyes and black hair.
"Hi, I'm Damien, the Mayor Crest's Grandson. You must be Cristin."
And it's been written. Sorry I haven't been able to update, I've been sick.
