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Lovin
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| Subject: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Fri Jul 27, 2012 9:12 pm | |
| Calib Hawkin's story: Before Mystal! As of yet, I do not have a wattpad account (hopes to get one soon) so here is the prologue! June 15, 1995. The busy streets of London were surprisingly empty at this time of night, though that might be because it was 2:49 a.m. and we were taking the back roads. Our driver, Andrew, was speeding through the cobblestone streets like a pro as I was holding my wife’s hands in mine, urging her to take deep breaths. “AAAAAAAAAH, OH!” She was screaming as our first born was fighting its way out. “Andrew, faster please!” I yelled at him. “Ok, ok, just breathe in, and out. Just breathe.” Her grip was like a vise on my fingers, but I didn’t flinch. Finally, after what was a mere three minutes which seemed like hours, we arrived at the Mary St. James Cathedral Hospital. Nurses’ and doctors clustered around the car, lifting my Diane as if she was a new born babe, telling her to breathe and to be brave. I hurried after them, but wasn’t allowed in her room. The nurse told me to sit and wait. I sat and waited for an hour. Another hour passed, then another. After the second hour passed, I couldn’t sit still anymore. I ignored the tea and biscuits Andrew brought me and instead paced the halls, occasionally hearing a new born wail or a bloody scream. Each time I stopped, listened, and waited. Then continued my pacing after a nurse didn’t show. The early morning dawn shown through the windows when the nurse from before finally came to collect me. “It’s a boy, a healthy baby boy.” She informed me just as we entered the room. There, my glorious radiant Diane was sitting up-right in the hot room, holding a gorgeous baby boy in her arms. “Charles.” I walked closer to them. I gently put my finger near the little one’s hand, and he took it. Diane was beaming, tears in her eyes, and I smiled for the first time in a long time. Maybe things are looking up. I thought to myself. After a few more hours of tests, endless waiting, and yet more tests, Andrew finally drove us home. It was breakfast time when we arrived at our brownstone town house on Main Street. Maggie the cook was waiting for us in the foyer; she squealed in delight when she saw our bundle and hurried over to see. “Have you decided on a name yet?” She asked eagerly. “His name is Calib.” Diane said in a hushed voice. As they both wondered off into the kitchen, I turned to Andrew as he walked in. “Something bothering you sir?” He asked me formally. “Yes, I would like to make some plans…” Together, we walked into my study, just as the sun rose into the sky. | |
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Fri Jul 27, 2012 10:48 pm | |
| next chapter September 11, 1997. Chapter 1, part 1. I hummed as I washed the dishes from lunch in my country kitchen. Gleaming counter tops shown as the sun warmed them, turning the bright kitchen into a sunny, happy place. I stopped scrubbing the soapy pan for a minute as I looked out the window in front of me. The rolling hills and greenery was everywhere, and as I watched the bees going from flower to flower collecting honey, a hummingbird took flight and landed on the windowsill. I smiled as it pecked at the feeder filled with honey, and then took flight once again. Suddenly, I felt a little hand grab onto my dress. “Mama. “ I smiled as I dried my hands, tan from being out in my herb garden all summer long. I then bent down so I could be eye to eye with my two year old son, Calib. He had my eyes, bright turquoise blue, and his father’s fair sandy hair, already at his small shoulders. He looked at me with that serious expression on his face that reminded me so much of his father, Charles. “Yes, silly little boy?” He narrowed his eyes at me as he processed what I had said, then replied. “Nuddin, I jus wuvs you mommy.” I smiled at him and picked him up, and set him on the counter so he could watch what I was doing. “I love you too Calib.” I gave him a kiss on his cheek and handed him a towel so he could dry like he always did. We continued like that until all the dishes were done. I washed and he dried; he handed them to me and I put them up. After that I put him up for his nap, and laughed as he tried to stay awake just to be with me. After a few minutes of reading him to sleep, I walked into the study where his father resided. He was busy on the phone, again. I sat down on the plush leather couch, and waited for him to be done. He turned to me, weary and stressed. He was always like this. He hardly spent any time with Calib anymore, and he never spoke to him. “Hon, I-.” “Everything’s fine Di.” He interrupted me. “Where’s Calib?” “Taking his nap, so we have some alone time.” He nodded and walked out to get his coat. “Listen, I have a meeting so I will be back before supper, alright?” He walked out and climbed in the car waiting for him in the driveway. I sighed and watched him drive away, sadness weighing at my heart. Ever since he had moved us out from London to the countryside, he had seemed more tense than usual. Not the Charles I remembered, who I had fallen in love with. I walked into the kitchen and after sighing one more time, started on the pastries. | |
| | | Lovin
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 2:39 pm | |
| Chapter 1, part 2. That evening… It was so peaceful out here. Charles and I were sitting on our hanging swing, enjoying the setting sun in the garden after supper, and little Calib was sitting in the grass, watching everything with that sparkle in his eye. He got up on his two slightly unsteady feet, and toddled over to try to catch a butterfly that was zipping around. I laughed a little when he jumped and tried to catch it with his tiny hands. He tripped and fell down on his knees, only to get back up, more determined than a second ago. I watched him for a few minutes, a smile playing on my lips. I looked at my love, Charles, who had a faraway look in his eyes. He was cleanly shaved, but he had grey ovals under his eyes. He looked more like his father instead of the boy who I had fell in love with. I gently nudged him. “Hey, I think the baby is kicking.” I took his hand and placed it on my growing stomach. Sure enough, the baby kicked him in the palm of his hand. His eyes brightened considerably, and he actually smiled. It only lasted a minute however. All too soon he went back to looking grim. I heard a laugh, and looked over at Calib. He was happily splashing in the toddler pool we had set up for him, and he was having a blast. “Why don’t you tell me what is on your mind?” I asked Charles, turning back to him. He took his hands and set them in his lap. He absentmindedly fidgeted, a sure sign he didn’t like what he was about to say. “Calib….isn’t like us. He doesn’t have any powers. However, my parents feel that the best way for the baby to be born with them, is for us to move with them in the Magic Town. So, my father and I have made some arrangements for us to move in with them at the end of the week.” He kept staring off into space as he said this, and I felt the weight of this news drop onto my shoulders. “What about Calib?” I asked. “He’ll be joining us, for now.” I looked at my happy little boy, trying to catch butterflies and making small waves in the water. I hoped that he was happy now, because he wouldn’t be for much longer… | |
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:18 pm | |
| I loved it ^-^ It's so sweet :3 I can't wait for the next chapter!! Although, (feel free to ignore this if you want to. Just me being all grammar nazi) whenever a new character talks, you should separate it into a new paragraph. For example: "Hey Bob," Jim said, waving at his friend. "Hey Jim!" Bob waved back as he approached Jim. "How're you today?" "I'm fine," Jim replied. "And you?" "I'm good. Hey look, there's George!" Bob turned and pointed to another of their friends, nearby. George turned to look at who had called his name and waved when he saw Bob and Jim. "Hi guys!" It makes it look a lot less intimidating than a large block of text ^-^ Also, when you have a dialogue tag after dialogue, you should put a comma (,) at the end of the dialogue rather than a period. So, if I stole this sentence: “His name is Calib.” Diane said in a hushed voice. It should be "His name is Calib," Diane said in a hushed voice. And, if you had put "she" rather than "Diane", the she would not be capitalized. Sorry, I can be a bit of a grammar nazi sometimes ^-^" I hope I was helpful nonetheless. I really, really do love this though! It's amazing! | |
| | | Lovin
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:21 pm | |
| Ok, thanks! XD who wouldn't love Cal?! I mean seriously, HE'S A CUTIE!!!! lol, and more cuteness coming up, but not really any happiness.... | |
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:22 pm | |
| - Kit/Lovin wrote:
- Ok, thanks! XD who wouldn't love Cal?! I mean seriously, HE'S A CUTIE!!!! lol, and more cuteness coming up, but not really any happiness....
He is, he is :3 No happiness D: Oh, well, I shall enjoy it regardless ^-^ | |
| | | Cheesasaurus Rex
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:23 pm | |
| Bri: Cal=Mine. NO ONE. CALL HIM. A CUTIE. Without my permission, of course. *Glares*
...yeah, so that happened. *Stamps "Approved" on story* | |
| | | Lovin
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:30 pm | |
| lol except for the author who can call him whatever she wants, mostly cause she can XD YAY A STAMP!!!! O.O | |
| | | Cheesasaurus Rex
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:31 pm | |
| Bri: *Glares at Lovin* No. e-e
Shut up. *Smacks Bri* Do you want a gold star, too? ^-^ | |
| | | Lovin
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:32 pm | |
| lol couldn't hurt XD Me: I'll share him though! Bri:.... | |
| | | Cheesasaurus Rex
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:33 pm | |
| *Sticks gold star on story* ^-^
Bri: No sharing. MIIIIINE. | |
| | | Lovin
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:35 pm | |
| Me: But.....oh FINE BUT YOU NO WRITE THE STOREH! XD sweet! | |
| | | Cheesasaurus Rex
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 3:36 pm | |
| Bri: Deal. ^-^ *Snuggles Cal*
...*Pulls off gold star and replaces with a purple one* Because purple is awesome. | |
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| Subject: Re: Meh, I suck at hilarious titles so just clickie already Sat Jul 28, 2012 5:16 pm | |
| September 15, 1997. It was raining on the day we had to leave. I held Calib’s hand as we watched the hired movers loading the boxes that held our belongings in the back of their tarp-covered farm trucks, and finally as Charles locked the door that led to our home. It looked as though everything was sad to see us go. The flowers drooped, the rain poured, the birds weren’t singing anymore. I heard a sniffle and looked down; Calib had tears in his big eyes, so I knew he knew something was going on. Maybe he sensed what was waiting for him in our new home. Charles got into the automobile waiting for us and held the umbrella and the door open. I turned and looked at the house that had been our home for two happy years. The pine trees scattered all around it, generous windows overlooking the rolling green hills, the lush rich colors of the old brick. I missed it already, and I knew we weren’t coming back. I quietly led Calib away from his happy childhood sadly, unbuttoned his coat for him and got in the car, to drive away into a unknown future, one where Calib would be looked at differently. We had been driving for what seemed like eternity. My precious Calib had fallen asleep drawing a puppy. It was a beautiful perfect Fox hound pup. I admired it for a minute, and then looked up. Charles hadn’t moved, still staring out of the window, as if staring through the mirrors of time. I thought back on all of my happy memories, from meeting as children and playing in the mud to when we had Calib, our perfect little boy. Those thoughts stayed with me even as I fell asleep, dreaming happy memories, joining Calib in our own dream world. I can honestly say, I’m scared for Calib. Making these decisions had not been easy, but I had too for my unborn child’s sake. I remembered my own childhood. It hadn’t been as happy as Calib’s, but then again Calib’s was pretty much over. I broke away from staring at the passing scenery and looked at my wife, who I loved more than anything, to her growing stomach, and finally, to my son, who I secretly loved. I could never show it though, or my father would know. I felt a prickle of annoyance, being a full grown man, and still afraid of my own father. But there were several good reasons to be. I quietly sighed. I thought running away, getting married at a young age, running and staying away from my parents would fix everything. It had only made it worse, and Calib was going to pay for my mistakes. I sighed again, closing my eyes and fading away into a dreamless sleep… And for the first time…. Something jostled me. I woke up groggily and figured out the car had stopped. I looked at my Mama, and gently place my hand on her arm. “Mama? I think we are here.” I said quietly, looking away from my father, who was still asleep. Something told me I shouldn’t wake him, that I wouldn’t like it very much. Mama opened her eyes sleepily and smiled at me, making me feel all warm inside. Her smile reminded me of sunshine and flowers. She peered out of the window for a minute, her smile fading. Then it came back, but it looked forced. “Oh look, it’s sunny out, so you don’t have to wear your coat!” She said, trying to cheer me up for something I didn’t understand. “Yes, he does. Calib, put your coat on, and make yourself presentable!” My father told me gruffly. I mumbled yes sir and began to straighten my clothes, and put on the scratchy coat without complaint. It was hot, but I said nothing. Mama fixed my hair, which was in need of a haircut. Mama always cut it on Saturdays. I had a feeling things were about to change, but for what, I had no idea. Father opened the door and stepped out, Mama followed, and I clambered out last. I scrunched my eyes from the bright sunlight. In front of me was a big house with dark brown brick and pretty flowers of mute colors. Purple and blue, I noted. On the steps leading to the doorway were two people, an older man and an old woman. The man had a big belly and a scruff mustache, with silky stuff on it to make it look neat and tidy. He had a grey suit on with a gold watch and buttons. The woman had a pinched mouth and nose, with some red lipstick on. She was thin and had on a nice dress that was mute grey as well. Both had my Father’s light blue eyes, and they were cold as they regarded me. They looked disappointed. “Well, hurry up! In you get then.” The man said. I stared at the doorway, which was held ajar by a maid. Little did I know that when I entered, there’d be no going back…. | |
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