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UNTITLED STORY CHAPTERS 1-2
By: wolfie Date: October 9, 2013, 8:14 pm
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Yeah, during my internet problems, I typed.
Here.
-1-
As I look back at my life, I think of a song lyric. ‘And all the
people hurried fast, real fast, and no one ever smiled.’ Yeah, I
was on the run, my whole life. Of course, I wasn’t alone. I had
friends. Four of them, to be exact. Kinda sad, hm? Oh, okay, you
might want to know my name. It might be critical for this. My
name is Gypsy. Not Gyps, or Gy. Just Gypsy. I like being called
Gypsy. I’m fourteen years old. Typing? Gypsy what makes you so
special? you ask. Well, what makes me special? You’ll just have
to wait. I’m not spoiling it for you.
Of course, everyone started in a home, and mine was a normal
one. My normal would be defined as a regular three-story house,
with five children living in it. I was sort of surprised we
weren’t caught by the Orphanage or anything, because we actually
weren’t. The people who lived in my house were Isaac, Opal,
Marshall, little Avril, and I. In order, Isaac was a little
older than me by, I think, three or four months. He’s fifteen,
too. Opal is thirteen, and she’d be turning fourteen in about a
month or so. Marshall is fourteen, and he’s Avril’s big brother.
Avril is the smallest, she’s five. What brings these
tween-teenagers and a toddler to one house, you ask? Well,
remember that ‘special’ thing? Well, we are special. We’re
special together. So, to get away from all the pokes, the prods,
the probes, the pain, we ran away. That was when Isaac and I
were 11. And to this day, we are still afraid of needles. Where
are our parents? Jeez, how many questions can you guys ask? If
you must know, guess which five people were test tube babies?
Anyway, it was just a normal day at home when it happened.
I walked into the kitchen. It was roughly 10:30. I hated
mornings. Marshall was in the kitchen, dressed in his red
striped shirt, which had folded cuffs, and stopped at his
forearm. He wore black jeans, and converses. His black hair was
tousled, as if he was too lazy to even brush his hair that
morning; it’s always how his hair looked. He was making eggs.
Marshall turned around and gave a little wave with a flick of
his hand, turning back to his eggs. “Hey, Gypsy,” he yawned,
taking the frying pan full of eggs and putting some in five
plates equally. He handed a plate to me and I stretched quickly
before taking the plate full of eggs, smiling. “Hey, there,
Marsh,” I returned. As I heard a yawn and a creak, I spun
around, dropping my plate of eggs, only to see it was Avril. I
gave a breath of relief to see it was her, and then looked back
at Marshall, who had a pouty face on. “That took me twenty
minutes!” he faked, shrugging and turning towards the dining
table, “you’ll have to clean it up, not my problem anymore.” I
stuck my tongue out at him playfully, ignored the eggs, and then
walked over to Avril, who was rubbing her eyes and hugging her
ginourmous teddy bear. I picked her up and cooed, “hey, Avvy.
Sleep well?” Avril smiled sleepily and nodded, and I let her
down to eat next to her brother, who pat her on the back and
murmured a greeting. Next was Isaac to come into the breakfast
party. He trudged over to the dining table, wearing a t-shirt
and a thin jacket with jeans. His red hair was ruffled, and his
freckles were dappled over his nose. I started to say
‘good-morning’, and he waved lazily at me, and I snorted. How
dare he ignore me? I just shrugged and chirped, perking up, “I’m
going to go and wake up Opal, okay?” Isaac and Marshall groaned,
while Avril piped up, “but Gypsy! Opal talks too much.” Leave it
to the five year old to complain. I sighed and shrugged. “That’s
okay, we’ll deal with her anyway.”
I trotted towards Opal’s light purple room, where I heard her
snoring through the door. I rolled my green eyes and scoffed,
opening the door and stomping over to Opal. “Opal, move your
butt!” I pushed her off her bed, and she groaned, but didn’t get
up. I was getting slightly annoyed. I found her old trumpet,
which I bought her, but she never played it. Time to put it to
good use. I set the trumpet to my lips and blew all my air into
the mouth of the trumpet, the sound coming out towards her ear.
She squealed, got up and ran to the bathroom. I grinned and
looked at the trumpet. “I’m gonna have to keep you, mister
trumpet.” I pranced over to my room triumphantly and changed
into an aviator jacket that stopped just under my mid section,
and a long white cashmere shirt underneath it. No sleeves came
out from under the jacket, and I put on grey skinny jeans, the
ones with those fashion rips on it, and black boots. Then, I
headed to the kitchen, where Marshall just couldn’t help himself
and had cleaned up the mess, giving me half his food. Avril
giggled at her brother as he threw out the eggs and slid his
plate over to me, which I ate hungrily. Opal had just arrived
and ran to her seat next to me, wolfing down her food quickly. I
coughed and watched her eat. She was wearing a green fleece
sweater, but it drifted down her under arms, and black jeggings
underneath it, with black flats. Her long blond hair was pulled
into a quick braid. I had black hair that fell in ringlets, and
dark freckles. All I could do with my hair was either let it
down, or put it into a ponytail.
Isaac cleared his throat and spoke up, “hey, uh, what’re we
doing today?” I got ready to answer and- hey, wait. I didn’t
tell you where we lived. We live in a beach home. Right next to
the surf and sand. It’s in California, that place is nice, man.
- blinked my pale green eyes, thinking it over for a second,
closing my mouth. And then it happened.
The smashing, pushing, upheaval of the ground. It happened so
suddenly; I had no time to think. It sort of just… happened. I
immediately grabbed Avril as the breath was knocked out of me. I
then came back to my senses. Something had hit me in the head.
It had hurt. What disaster was this? I heard Avril screaming and
crying, and felt her get smaller in my arms. Oh, no, not now! I
looked down, which was hard to do when everything was tumbling
out of reach. I shouted her name and heard Isaac yell, “I’ve got
her!” I would’ve given a breath of relief, but I was too busy
being thrown out of my house from the ground. Along with the
rest of my family. Isaac, Avril, Opal, and Marshall fell from at
least thirty feet in the air, where our house was being thrown,
and I fell after them. And then, I spread my wings. I glided
with the wings I had chosen, albatross. They were twice as big
as the sea bird’s large wings, to hold me up. Special? That
wasn’t even the half of it. I saw Isaac hold onto Avril tighter
and unfurled his choice of wings, bat wings, as he drifted
towards safety. But then again, where was it safe? Opal, at the
last moment of panic, spread out her arms to form sugar glider
flaps, and I laughed, even at this time. Marshall, who quickly
opened up impressive snowy owl wings, grabbed Opal just in time
for her to not plummet to her death. I pressed my large wingspan
to my sides, to gain speed to be able to fly over my friends.
They all looked up to see 17 foot white wings and my face,
smirking up at them. Isaac rolled his eyes and plopped into the
ocean neatly, making sure to cover Avril’s face and nose, till
she changed. Change? Wings? Choice? Answer: Shape-shifters. I
grumbled under my breath and then looked at Opal and Marshall.
“You saw him, troops! Dive, dive, dive!” I closed up my wings
and headed headfirst into the water, Marshall following soon
after quickly. Opal, on the other hand, flailed and yelled and
screamed until she landed on a belly flop into the ocean.
I changed into a dolphin, as Avril changed into a large fish.
Sea animals weren’t very… diverse in their tails. So, Opal
turned into a turtle, Isaac turned into a shark, a hammerhead,
while Marshall turned into a great white shark. Marshall and
Isaac flanked us. I was at the front, and Opal changed into a
dolphin, too, regretting her turtle form. I chirped and clicked,
signaling to quickly move towards the North side, my side. I
didn’t know for how long, just that we needed to go north. I
don’t know how I knew this, it was just a feeling in my gut, and
so I followed it. North it was. Isaac groaned and snapped gently
at my tail. I turned, slapped his face with the tail he had
tried to nudge and gave a dolphin laugh. Marshall snickered in
his own shark way, and we headed north.
I was still very confused about what happened to throw us out. I
guessed an earthquake. But, there was land coming up I had never
seen before. So it could’ve been underwater volcanoes erupting,
making little islands. I ignored it and jumped onto an island,
changing back to my human form, but taking on black wings, just
to be safe, and if I needed to take flight in a second. I looked
back and took Avril from Isaac, who was having a little trouble
changing back into a little girl. Isaac, however, changed
instantly, back to his tall self. Marshall plopped Opal onto
shore and changed, huffing. Opal sat there as a dolphin,
squirmed a little, and then sighed as she morphed back to her
original form. I looked over the changing and pressed my new
wings against my back, blinking. Okay, everyone was here.
“Gypsy, what happened?” Little Avril tugged on my jeans, and I
looked down at her, answering her question. “Well, for now, we
can’t go back. We have to find a new home.” Avril sniffled and
murmured, “I don’t want a new home.” I didn’t answer but made my
face into a small frown. I was sad, too. I looked over at
Marshall, Isaac, and Opal, who were busy drying their hair.
Isaac had no trouble with his red hair, and he just shook his
hair, flicking water from the ends. I covered my face as to not
get any droplets on me. Marshall just let the water there. His
hair was still tousled, so I don’t think it mattered to him
much. Opal, though, was busy twisting her blond locks and
squeezing the water out of them; she was grumbling under her
breath.
I snickered and then coughed a little, stroking Avril’s hair;
Avril was sitting and hugging me, not bothering to laugh. I
guess losing a home would take a big toll on her. Marshall came
up to me, picked up Avvy, and rocked her, whispering to me,
“she’ll just take a nap for a bit. Then we can all think.” I
nodded. That was a good idea. And Avril DID look tired. Marshall
carried her into a little cave, and took some soft dirt as a
sort of mattress for his sister. I smiled at his efforts, and
then looked back at Isaac and Opal. “Okay, you guys, after we
have a plan, we have to leave. I don’t care if you’re sick, or
have a broken foot. We’re leaving.” Opal asked a question, “But
where do we go?” I looked at her with narrowed green eyes. “I
took north to get here. I’m feeling a tug somewhere in…” I
pointed towards the sun, which was just about the highest it
could get in the sky at that moment. I guessed it was about
noon. “… That direction.” Marshall came back from setting his
sister to take a nap and sat down on a newly formed rock. “Okay,
but where do we go? Like… a specific place? We can’t just go
that way, and then not reach anything.” Isaac nodded his
agreement with Marshall. I shrugged. “It’s either go that way,
or we can die of hunger here.” Opal thought, “but this is an
island, can’t we eat rabbits or something?” I looked back at her
and sighed, “If this island was just formed, under the sea, do
you think rabbits would randomly sprout here?” Opal shrugged,
and went back to tending to her hair. Isaac looked in the
direction of the sun. “Okay. We’ll head towards the big star.
How about… in a couple of hours? Just until Avril wakes up.” I
nodded and then looked around the small island. Okay, it was
just us here, a few rocks, a cave, and pebbles and dirt. Very
exciting. I decided to nudge Marshall off his rock perch, for me
to sit instead. He slouched and moved over, but didn’t get off.
I sat next to him. Fine, then, there was enough room for both of
us. Isaac gathered some pebbles and sat on the ground, I think
thinking about what we had to do before we left. In truth,
pretty much nothing. All that was left was to get some rest.
This would be a long day.
-2-
After Avvy had woken up, we each sprouted some form of wings-
Marshall his snowy owl ones, Avril little white angel wings [it
took her a while to get those, she needs some practice
changing], Opal and some tawny hawk wings, and Isaac left his
bat wings to take on golden eagle wings- and got ready to take
off.
As we darted into the air, we flapped over towards the sun, as
planned. But the ocean kept going on and on into what seemed
like forever.
Opal complained,
“Gypsy, I’m tired!”
“Okay, deal with it.”
“Can we land?”
“Where do you see a place to land? Huh?”
She fell silent, but looked down, as if searching for an island
we might’ve been flying overhead. I rolled my eyes and kept
flying.
A little over three hours later, we found an island. Okay,
multiple islands. We landed in the chain links of Hawaii. Opal
squealed and blabbered on about how Hawaii was ‘so wonderful’!
But I looked closer. Something was not right. Opal had been
telling Avril and Isaac about it, Avril took up every word the
thirteen year old said, but Isaac just nodded, chipping in bits
of information once and a while, giving quirky little smiles
sometimes, too. Marshall flew next to me, asking me if I saw
something. I did. I stopped flying and went into an ultimate
muscle shut down. Avril screeched, scared out of her mind.
“Marshall! Go catch her!” she was yelling. I couldn’t change, I
couldn’t flap, I couldn’t move. This was a Glitch. That’s what
we called it; a Glitch. This is what happened when something
happens during our changing or when we’re just so surprised, our
bodies go into shut down mode. Before Marshall could catch me, I
fell straight into the water, and couldn’t breathe. But the
water relaxed my muscles and I swam upwards, leaving my wings
and not bothering to change. As I broke free of the water and
gulped for air, I saw what I was scared of.
We were too late, the volcano had erupted, and everyone had
fled. No one was in Hawaii anymore. I scrabbled onto the side of
one of the roads and looked up, where my friends were quickly
landing next to me and helping me up. I coughed up some water,
but otherwise, I was fine. A little sore, but at least I wasn’t
damaged in anyway. Marshall quickly apologized for no catching
me, but I just waved him away. It wasn’t his fault.
Avril asked, looking at me, “where is everybody?” I took a deep
breath and told her. “Gone.” And then, Opal whooped. “We have
Hawaii to ourselves!” She ran towards the nearest grocery store
and did who knows what. Isaac snickered and looked at the
ground, picking up Avril and setting her on his shoulder.
“C’mon, Avvy, let’s go eat.” Avril nodded and bounced off of
Isaac, running after her older friend. Isaac followed just
behind, and then looked back at me, not bothering to look at
Marsh, who was already starting towards the store. “Hey, Gypsy,
are you coming?” I flickered my eyes towards him and sighed,
shrugging. “Why not?” I pranced towards the two and pushed them
inside the store, running past them afterwards. I made a beeline
for a backpack, and stocked up everything the backpack would
hold. ‘I love Hawaii’ socks, canned food, microwavable food,
popcorn, jackets, lots and lots of food, extra shoes, and sodas
and waters. Good variety there. I said under my breath, “this
will keep us going for now.” I turned to go look at everyone and
what they were doing.
Marshall was checking out some Hawaii converse all stars, and
ignored them. They had pink on them. He then looked at some
sweatshirts and pulled a black one on, then going over to Opal
and watching her. Avril was playing with the hula dolls and toys
she found. Opal was rushing around everywhere, trying to pick up
every accessory she could, trying on shoes, jackets, sweaters,
glasses, and everything you could name. Marshall snorted and
turned away to play with his little sister. Isaac was nowhere to
be found. Then I heard his voice. “Busy being ‘Mom’?” I whipped
around and snorted. “I am not ‘Mom’.” I used quotation marks
with my fingers and rolled my eyes. Isaac smirked and tugged
gently on my ringlet hair. “Whatever.” He turned to play with
Avril and Marshall, but not without another word, “Mom.” I
groaned. He was so stuck up. I turned away towards Opal, tempted
to try on some things myself.
Opal was going shop crazy. Hawaii super stores were really
convenient. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Marshall was
still playing with Avril, he was the blond doll; it was actually
really funny hearing his ‘Barbie voice’. I returned to my
shopping and tried out some converses. They were much more
comfortable than suede boots. I kept my boots on, though,
because I liked them better with my prized aviator jacket. I
turned away towards Avril and Marsh and sat on the floor next to
them. I held a doll and pretended to walk with it, and then I
spoke to everybody, even Isaac, who was drinking a soda and
looking at bikes. Marshall sat up and hugged his knees, waiting
for me to speak. “We’ll leave tomorrow. We can sleep here
tonight. But then we’ll explore the rest of the island.” Avvy
smiled and rubbed at her eyes. She got up and abandoned her game
with Marshall and me, but took her stuffed angel doll and picked
up a sleeping bag from the shelves, immediately shimmying into
the bag and falling asleep. Man, she was tired. It was only six,
as far as the store’s clock went, but I guess when you’re five,
you need more rest, or you’ll be cranky.
Marshall dropped the doll as he saw his sister leave, got up,
dusted himself off, and helped me up. I dropped the doll I had,
too. Opal wasn’t even done shopping. She was going crazy over
there, yelling, “OHMIGOD, THIS IS TOO CUTE!” I just rolled my
pale green eyes and brought Marshall over to Isaac, where I sat
in the middle of them. I grabbed Isaac’s soda just as he was
about bring it up to his mouth to keep drinking, and sipped it
myself. “Go get another one,” I said, drinking the last drops
and throwing the can over my shoulder into a trashcan. Marsh
snickered. “Gypsy, are you a basketball player?” he asked me.
Isaac grumbled and got up to get another can of soda. I shrugged
and then answered, “I’ve never really tried.” Isaac turned back
and opened the can. “Well, when we find a court, we can play
two-on-one. Me and Marshall against you,” Isaac said, “winner
gets the glory.” Okay, you see, just because Isaac was the
oldest didn’t mean he was the ‘leader’ per se, because who’s
telling the story? We all know who is the dominant one in this
family, you guys. Hint: Me.
I thought over what he had said for a minute. “Yeah, sure. Bring
a basketball when we go explore Hawaii, okay?” Marshall smiled
and then yawned, laying his head down on a table, bored. Isaac
was silently drinking the Pepsi. Nothing else to do here, I
guess everything was done in this store. Except for Opal’s
shopping.
****
A cry was heard. I shot up from where I fell asleep on the table
next to Isaac and Marshall. I got up and went to check on Avril,
who was still sleeping like a baby. It must’ve been Opal. I ran
straight for the fashion section and didn’t find her. Then I saw
a pair of feet under the dressing room. I knocked on the door.
“Ope? Are you alright?” Opal gave a yawn and called back, “I
can’t fit into these adorabubble jeans, and this is the only
size!” I scoffed and turned away. “So that’s an ‘okay’.” I wiped
the drool from my mouth and glanced at the nearest clock. 6:00
A.M. Oh, wow. “Opal, how long have you been awake?” “Well, I
fell asleep in here, and got uncomfortable at about four thirty,
so I went out and looked around for some more stuff to try on.
I’ve got about two piles of stuff, so far. I’m not done yet.”
She explained. I turned back to the dressing room door and
banged my head against the door, groaning. “I woke up for
that?!” I snapped, tromping away and pulling on a grey
sweatshirt of my jacket. This was not worth 0 dollars an hour.
I’m being sarcastic of course. I don’t get payed by the hour.
More like by twenty years.
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Re: UNTITLED STORY CHAPTERS 1-2
By: wolfie Date: October 10, 2013, 4:59 pm
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bump? post please? c:
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Re: UNTITLED STORY CHAPTERS 1-2
By: dawnfire111 Date: October 10, 2013, 5:34 pm
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[ [s]oh my gosh, i so want to go shopping with opal. 8DD FREE
CLOTHES.[/s]
SHAPESHIFTERSNSHKDSNHLF. i love it! <3333 write more pleaseeeee?
833333
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Re: UNTITLED STORY CHAPTERS 1-2
By: wolfie Date: October 10, 2013, 5:47 pm
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8DDDD I'm glad you like it ;v;
Opal shopping spree. 8D
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Re: UNTITLED STORY CHAPTERS 1-2
By: black rose Date: October 10, 2013, 8:12 pm
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8D i love it
write more wolfeh
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Re: UNTITLED STORY CHAPTERS 1-2
By: wolfie Date: October 10, 2013, 8:15 pm
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8D I WILL TRY
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Re: UNTITLED STORY CHAPTERS 1-2
By: Lil Date: November 10, 2013, 3:53 am
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[center]more more more!
[s]/wants to play barbie with avvi/[/s][/center]
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Re: UNTITLED STORY CHAPTERS 1-2
By: wolfie Date: November 10, 2013, 11:46 am
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when i have time c:
[s]everyone does >:333[/s]
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