Falling Through - Chapter 1 (part Four)
Chapter one part four
(Back to Krista's view, in case you can't figure it out. Dont worry, i wont change the views frequently, thats too confusing.)
As I flew high above the clouds bathing in moonlight, all I could
think about was Leon. Why was that? I never paid much
attention to boys back home because I’m scared to get
attached. Immortals shouldn’t have relationships like that. But
that doesn’t mean I can’t think about how hot one is. What was
his last name? Why is he staying with us? These questions and
more ran through my mind as I began to descend. When I
cleared the cloud banks I was above the apartment complex.
This is where invisibility comes in. Reacting to the
surroundings, my cells cloaked to blend in. I had to so this so
someone wouldn’t see me fly in and transform. There was a
narrow alley between the apartment buildings, and so I landed
there, shielded by a garbage bin. My ears were alert for
anyone who might see me transform. Wonder if Leon is okay.
Oh no…what if he saw me transform? It’s going to be hard to
cover up. Should I use the cliché, “You’re just hallucinating.”
Or “Nah, you didn’t see me turn into a half cat non human thing.
You’re crazy!” Ugh both of those excuses suck. What am I
going to come up with? Focus Krista. Before you go barging in
defending yourself, check to see if he even saw you. Leon was
pacing quickly back and forth in front of our apartment door.
Thin ice made the balcony very slippery, and the old railings
screamed trouble. “Hey Leon! What’s up?” I said. Figure I’d
play it cool. He whipped around with frightened eyes.
“You…stay right there. Who are you?! What was that?!”
Oh no.
He saw me. Play dumb Krista. “Whoa, Leon. What are you
talking about? Careful, there’s ice up here.” He was clearly
freaked out, but if he didn’t calm he’d fall off. And if he fell off,
I’d have to save him.
“You know what I’m talking about. You’re not human.
You’re….next generation Silvercat, aren’t you?”
“If I was, why are you so scared of it? If I was Silvercat, I’d be a
good guy, right?” I knew I had a point. Why be so freaked out
about an encounter with a superhero? His grandpa handled it
better. Oops. Wasn’t supposed to think of that. Mom had told
me the story on the way to the hospital. “Touché. But I’m still
really messed up right now. I just-”
*************************************************
All I heard was a snap. Was that the railing? Everything seemed
quiet. The snow coming at me was all I can see. Wait…what’s
that falling towards me? Is that…is that Krista? I felt someone
grab me a second before I hit the ground. Wait, I was supposed
to hit the ground by now. Everything was dark instead. I
couldn’t see the snow or anything anymore. Someone was still
holding onto me. It felt like when you dive into water at a pool.
And just like water you must come up. My eyes were still shut,
but I could feel and breathe the cold air again. Someone is still
on top of me. Like I have to guess. I opened my eyes to see
nothing but hers. Those eyes were gorgeous! “You okay? Sorry
I scared you like that.” Her face was so close to mine. This has
to look kind of dirty if someone was looking at us. Although I
loved every minute of it. “Could you do me a favor? Please let
me up.” I said. “Oh! Sorry, sorry!” She hopped up with little
effort, and offered me her hand. “I knew you would fall off. And
I couldn’t just let you get hurt. I’m the good guy. Err…Girl.”
She said. I sighed and said “okay.” We both walked back
towards the stairs. It was too cold to be out this late. Careful of
the ice this time, we entered Apartment 811. Miss Lynn was
sitting at a small round table laying out cards. “Mom, you’re not
going to like this. The cottage is gone.” Krista Marie said. I sat
in a chair across Miss Lynn. Krista sat next to me. She looked
expectantly at her mother. A flash of jealously struck my mind.
Why did she get to have it all? Powers, a mom, everything. And
why did they have such an interest in me? I’m just a guy who
has no one, and is no one. Miss Lynn dealt a hand of cards to
both of us. “Kitten, calm down. The cottage was old anyways.
We’ll stay here for tonight and leave in the morning. Busy day
ahead of us. How about a round of knock poker? Krista and I
used to play all the time. But now it seems my baby is all grown
up.” Miss Lynn said. She sniffled like she was about to cry.
Wow, a mom with a sense of humor. “Haha, very funny mom.”
Krista retorted. “So Leon, have you ever played knock poker?”
“Yes ma’am. With my grandpa a long time ago.” Man, did that
bring back memories. There was a lake house Grandpa would
take me to every year. We’d stay up late talking and playing
knock poker. He taught me all kinds of games and tricks. I
remember the first time I played Rummy and won. He was so
proud. Since Miss Lynn dealt, it was Krista’s turn first. She laid
down a three of hearts, and drew one from the stack. I looked at
my cards. In my hand there was a Jack of spades, King of
spades, Ten of spades, Four of diamonds and a nine of clubs. I
know exactly what to go for. A Royal Flush. It was my turn, so I
laid the four of diamonds down and drew another. Nine of
spades! Even if I can’t get a Queen of spades, I can at least have
two of a kind. But I hope I can get a Queen of spades and an
Ace of spades. Miss Lynn picked one up, and laid exactly what I
needed. A Queen of spades. But bad thing is I won’t be able to
get it. Krista’s turn was next, so she would cover it with her own
card, or take the Queen. She looked at me, then Miss Lynn. She
was trying to read our expressions. I had gotten kind of good at
not giving away my cards with my face. Miss Lynn’s eyes would
hint whether it was a good or bad card. Krista was tough to
read. Her eyes and face were blank, leaving me no clue to what
she’s going for. “Pass.” She said. My turn. Since she passed,
and the Queen is still in play, I used a subtle approach. I picked
up the Queen of spades, looking uninterested and laid down
my Nine of Clubs. Okay, so now I have a flush, but I need an
Ace of Spades to make it a Royal Flush. Miss Lynn’s turn is next.
I can’t wait to see what she lays down.
(Back to Krista's view, in case you can't figure it out. Dont worry, i wont change the views frequently, thats too confusing.)
As I flew high above the clouds bathing in moonlight, all I could
think about was Leon. Why was that? I never paid much
attention to boys back home because I’m scared to get
attached. Immortals shouldn’t have relationships like that. But
that doesn’t mean I can’t think about how hot one is. What was
his last name? Why is he staying with us? These questions and
more ran through my mind as I began to descend. When I
cleared the cloud banks I was above the apartment complex.
This is where invisibility comes in. Reacting to the
surroundings, my cells cloaked to blend in. I had to so this so
someone wouldn’t see me fly in and transform. There was a
narrow alley between the apartment buildings, and so I landed
there, shielded by a garbage bin. My ears were alert for
anyone who might see me transform. Wonder if Leon is okay.
Oh no…what if he saw me transform? It’s going to be hard to
cover up. Should I use the cliché, “You’re just hallucinating.”
Or “Nah, you didn’t see me turn into a half cat non human thing.
You’re crazy!” Ugh both of those excuses suck. What am I
going to come up with? Focus Krista. Before you go barging in
defending yourself, check to see if he even saw you. Leon was
pacing quickly back and forth in front of our apartment door.
Thin ice made the balcony very slippery, and the old railings
screamed trouble. “Hey Leon! What’s up?” I said. Figure I’d
play it cool. He whipped around with frightened eyes.
“You…stay right there. Who are you?! What was that?!”
Oh no.
He saw me. Play dumb Krista. “Whoa, Leon. What are you
talking about? Careful, there’s ice up here.” He was clearly
freaked out, but if he didn’t calm he’d fall off. And if he fell off,
I’d have to save him.
“You know what I’m talking about. You’re not human.
You’re….next generation Silvercat, aren’t you?”
“If I was, why are you so scared of it? If I was Silvercat, I’d be a
good guy, right?” I knew I had a point. Why be so freaked out
about an encounter with a superhero? His grandpa handled it
better. Oops. Wasn’t supposed to think of that. Mom had told
me the story on the way to the hospital. “Touché. But I’m still
really messed up right now. I just-”
*************************************************
All I heard was a snap. Was that the railing? Everything seemed
quiet. The snow coming at me was all I can see. Wait…what’s
that falling towards me? Is that…is that Krista? I felt someone
grab me a second before I hit the ground. Wait, I was supposed
to hit the ground by now. Everything was dark instead. I
couldn’t see the snow or anything anymore. Someone was still
holding onto me. It felt like when you dive into water at a pool.
And just like water you must come up. My eyes were still shut,
but I could feel and breathe the cold air again. Someone is still
on top of me. Like I have to guess. I opened my eyes to see
nothing but hers. Those eyes were gorgeous! “You okay? Sorry
I scared you like that.” Her face was so close to mine. This has
to look kind of dirty if someone was looking at us. Although I
loved every minute of it. “Could you do me a favor? Please let
me up.” I said. “Oh! Sorry, sorry!” She hopped up with little
effort, and offered me her hand. “I knew you would fall off. And
I couldn’t just let you get hurt. I’m the good guy. Err…Girl.”
She said. I sighed and said “okay.” We both walked back
towards the stairs. It was too cold to be out this late. Careful of
the ice this time, we entered Apartment 811. Miss Lynn was
sitting at a small round table laying out cards. “Mom, you’re not
going to like this. The cottage is gone.” Krista Marie said. I sat
in a chair across Miss Lynn. Krista sat next to me. She looked
expectantly at her mother. A flash of jealously struck my mind.
Why did she get to have it all? Powers, a mom, everything. And
why did they have such an interest in me? I’m just a guy who
has no one, and is no one. Miss Lynn dealt a hand of cards to
both of us. “Kitten, calm down. The cottage was old anyways.
We’ll stay here for tonight and leave in the morning. Busy day
ahead of us. How about a round of knock poker? Krista and I
used to play all the time. But now it seems my baby is all grown
up.” Miss Lynn said. She sniffled like she was about to cry.
Wow, a mom with a sense of humor. “Haha, very funny mom.”
Krista retorted. “So Leon, have you ever played knock poker?”
“Yes ma’am. With my grandpa a long time ago.” Man, did that
bring back memories. There was a lake house Grandpa would
take me to every year. We’d stay up late talking and playing
knock poker. He taught me all kinds of games and tricks. I
remember the first time I played Rummy and won. He was so
proud. Since Miss Lynn dealt, it was Krista’s turn first. She laid
down a three of hearts, and drew one from the stack. I looked at
my cards. In my hand there was a Jack of spades, King of
spades, Ten of spades, Four of diamonds and a nine of clubs. I
know exactly what to go for. A Royal Flush. It was my turn, so I
laid the four of diamonds down and drew another. Nine of
spades! Even if I can’t get a Queen of spades, I can at least have
two of a kind. But I hope I can get a Queen of spades and an
Ace of spades. Miss Lynn picked one up, and laid exactly what I
needed. A Queen of spades. But bad thing is I won’t be able to
get it. Krista’s turn was next, so she would cover it with her own
card, or take the Queen. She looked at me, then Miss Lynn. She
was trying to read our expressions. I had gotten kind of good at
not giving away my cards with my face. Miss Lynn’s eyes would
hint whether it was a good or bad card. Krista was tough to
read. Her eyes and face were blank, leaving me no clue to what
she’s going for. “Pass.” She said. My turn. Since she passed,
and the Queen is still in play, I used a subtle approach. I picked
up the Queen of spades, looking uninterested and laid down
my Nine of Clubs. Okay, so now I have a flush, but I need an
Ace of Spades to make it a Royal Flush. Miss Lynn’s turn is next.
I can’t wait to see what she lays down.
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