Ruth at Amongst Spring Blossoms is hosting a writing week! I know I
bumped in this in the middle of the week, but I hope I'm not to late.
So, here we go. Thank you Ruth for hosting this week! <3
Enjoy. :)
Four ladies looked gracefully at the gentlemen beneath them. He laughed and looked very uncomfortable. The ladies giggled. Why must he, lord Beckett of Hampshire, pick one of these silly, foolish girls to be his wife. Why oh why. He rather be out in the fields, with his horse Gentle, which is an absurd name for a horse. he noticed that one of the ladies didn't laughed at all. She looked at him gracefully and raised one eyebrow. Was she worried? Or did she hoped that he would pick her? He looked at her and she quickly looked aside. He laughed again. And the ladies giggled again. Silly girls he thought. The lady who didn't laughed, for the second time, wore a light purple dress and seemed the oldest of the four. He looked aside and saw that his father was slightly impatient. Beckett sighed. No, he decided. There is no women who can blow his head off with her charm. No one. But as soon as he thought that, he looked up again, to this beautiful lady in a light purple dress. What if his destiny was somewhere else?
A lonely camp, abandoned. The fire was quickly turned off with a bottle of water. Sheriff Burmaud looked at his company and sighed. Where are these so hard to catch bandiets. Every forceman was looking for these two feared bandiets, lonely travelers, looking for gold. The brothers Coldman. Dave, his company, said:'Seems they heard us. They are gone. They have a big lead boss.' Burmaud nodded and said:'Let's search this tents, maybe they left something. It's worth trying.' Dave nodded at walked to the first tent. He looked, but nothing. Burmaud frowned. Something is not right. He felt there was someone, nearby. And then, like a lighting, a bullet almost hit him. Burmaud yelled:'Look out!!' Dave dropped himself to the ground. Burmaud followed his example.
'They must be close by!'
'What do we do?'
'Take your weapon. We go for it.'
Dave looked uncertain, but he followed Burmaud. Because he couldn't neglect his boss orders. And off they went, seeking for the feared bandiets.
Valentine looked up to the gentlemen. They bumped into each other while running down a lane. She was running because she was already late for dinner. A lady should not run, she knew better, but she was in a hurry right now. She didn't know why the gentlemen was running, but she didn't want to know, because it wasn't her business.
'Excuse me Sir, it wasn't mine intension to run into you. I was quite late.'
The Gentlemen laughed and said:' It seems everyone is in a hurry these days.'
Valentine smiled.
'Well, I should be going miss, pleasure to meet you.'
'Pleasure to meet you too Sir.'
The gentlemen tapped against his head and left her alone. she smiled and looked him until he was out of her sight. She wondered if they would ever meet again. Valentine hoped it, because she wanted to know this misterious gentlemen. And then she realised she was late for dinner. With big steps she walked home, dreaming about the gentlemen.
~Rachel
Here's another piece of my current story I am writing. The English Girl.
1/ Arriving at Storyfield.
Here's the previous piece of my story, if you haven't watched, do read it first. The English Girl part 1.
I took the train and had to switch from trains a lot. A lot of hassle, but I didn't mind. I had to ask five times the way before I was in the good train. And then it took another half hour long. By the time I finally arrived at Storyfiel's station, I was so tired I could barely stand up. My legs had become stiff of sitting long or standing long. I took my suitcase and stepped out. I waited a few minutes and took the time to look around. There where hardly a few people on the platform. It seemed empty. I thanked the conductor and sat down on a bench. It cracked under my weight. Not that I was fat, on the contrary, I was skinny, had freckles everywhere, bright dark red hair and green eyes. I wasn't beautiful, but I was happy with myself. And that is was is important, doesn't it?. Although I sometimes was jealous on all those other girls who had beautiful dresses and powder faces. I was not allowed to complain. The conductor said goodbye and looked at me with a sad face. Why, I did not know. The train left and I was alone, on a cracking bench. The steam of the train left me in a sort of misty cloud. It wasn't a cloud, but steam. Five minutes is quite long. I was soon bored and walked around the platform. Did my aunt knew I was coming today? Or was she forgotten me?. Another minute past. Aunt May, where are you?. I almost said the words out loud. I became impatiently. After fifteen minutes, someone came up on the platform. It was a chubby woman and her brown hair was stuck in a high bun. She walked fast and had a grey dull dress, where a apron was bound around the grey dress. I was standing underneath a big old station clock, which was so old, it could fall off right now. I didn't happened, yet. The woman finally arrived in front of me and looked at me.
'Say, are you Scarlett?'
'Yes.'
'Ah, I see.'
The woman looked at me again, this time more attentively. Sometimes she knocked with her head.
'Do you want to turn around slowly for me?'
I turned slowly around. The woman sighed. Yes, okay, I still keep saying woman, but I don't know who the woman is.
'Who are you? madam?'
'I am your feared aunt May.' She stopped talking to give me a smile, it was more a grin. I saw a little twinkle in her eyes.' Say, did they feed you well? You are so thin and your hair! It looks very confused and look at those freckles! Charming!'
O yeah, I wanted to say you all that I had a awfull ugly dress on, because I didn't wanted to stand out. Do you call it like that?. I only had very few clothes, which were not that nice either. My father did not pay attention to me in my recent years and I did not ask for it either.
'Is that your dress? My dear, you're father had no taste! After you're settled, we have to buy some new dresses.'
I wasn't such a girl who really liked shopping for beautiful clothes all day. I actually didn't need any of those pretty things. Nobody needs it, especially not me. I didn't say anything about it, aunt will know it soon enough.
'Well, come on child. It's getting dark and it's a long ride.'
I walked behind May and saw a big truck. An old truck, yes. But it worked and I was glad, although the engine made a lot of noise. After fifteen minutes I saw a house. It seemed big, but it wasn't. The truck stopped and May had a lot of trouble to get out. I didn't said anything and climbed quietly out of the truck. My legs did hurt. There were a lot of pits and holes on the road. The house was primitive, you saw it right away. I was used to something else, but I could live like this. Only just to escape my past. Far away.
'Come Scarlett. Uncle is waiting.'
I stood still. Did I have an uncle too? My father never told me that aunt May was married. Maybe there were children. I love kids, they don't like me so much, but I think that is just because they way I looked.
'How should I call you? You see, I hardly know you and this is very unknown for me.'
'Aunt is fine, child.' May smiled. She knew my name, but called me child quite often. So what, it doesn't matter! We walked up on a porch, there was hanging a big rocking chair and some chairs. I guessed it was for sitting outside, when the weather was sunny and warm. Inside the house there was a wide, cozy kitchen, where you could smell the scent of fresh baked cake. The living room was small, but cozy. I saw a closed door and I suspected that would be the bathroom and toilet. There was another space, which was used as working room, for everything.
'Come dear, I will show you you're room. It's not ready yet, but we have been waiting untill you came, so you can decorate it yourself. With some of our stuff.'
Clearly money was very special in Storyfield. But I had my own money, so I could buy stuff from that money. May laughed quietly and walked to the stairs.
'Be quiet, the others are sleeping.'
Others? I was suprised, only a little. The stairs didn't gave any sound. We walked through a hall with four closed doors. May went to another stairs. The attic. I had to sleep in the attic.
'It's nice and warm out there. Gerald made a fireplace, just for you. Then you will never have it cold. We used it as a room where we could stack things, but we cleaned it.'
I nodded. May opened the door. There was one bed and a closet. No more. The fireplace was on and I was glad.
'Thank you for having me aunt. I appreciate it.'
'It's nothing. Your father wasn't useful at all, sorry about that dear. Anyway,go to sleep, it's late. We always get up on seven o'clock, but you can sleep so long as you wish. Spoil yourself a little bit.' Mary smiled and left the room. I stept into my nightgown, after I removed my clothing, and fell asleep. Tomorrow was a busy day. I must be prepared.
The end. I am now writing part 3. :)
~Rachel
