Elle Phersen 1.0 (New Legacy!)
Hello everyone!
vcergogno me to death, has been so long since I update this blog: (
Coooooooomunque:
I present my new legacy, or at least, I want to become that, at least this:)
I should point out that no nothing to do with my previous post, that I will cancel as soon as possible because it is really obscene
-__-Well, 'nuff said, I leave you to the first chapter,
hope you like it:)
then? Are you ready?
Yes, darling, it begins to wear off the luggage.
So saying, Mrs. Phersen dismissed his daughter while he was still in the bathroom of his room, wrapped in his yellow dressing gown, intent on styling long hair of blacks before the great oval mirror, strategically placed above the sink. Even knowing, very well, in which conditions are her mother, Elle took a deep breath, you try to be patient and gradually brought out, close to utilitarianism red of his father, his personal effects. Carried all his luggage, one at a time, hoping that at the end of the operation her mother was really ready to go. Indeed, the luggage were many, but it was the minimum necessary to allow Elle starting to live with dignity in his new apartment.
He decided since he was fifteen years old, who once had the chance, would move in his favorite city, the city had always wanted to see, visit, see: New York . He had graduated from high school in Bay Belladonna with honors, after which he spent two long years, working and setting aside the money to go and fulfill his dream. Now the time had finally come. Would not be easy, change city, state, language, not being able to see their loved ones for who knows how long: all this would have discouraged many of Elle, and instead, could not wait to leave. The English had always liked school and had received excellent grades in that matter. Of course, not to speak in Simlish would be a great challenge but she was thrilled to have completely cut ties with his country of origin and especially the Bay of Belladonna.
deeply hated that place, its pious inhabitants, its stupid and limited former high school classmates (who had made her suffer a lot during the school years), never had many friends, certainly was not known as Miss Popularity but had a couple of friends with whom to go out, go to cinema, go shopping, but it was not particularly related to these.
friendship was very superficial and Elle as she knew, she served as a stopgap, that is, used to be called only if some of these could not take the car and had to go somewhere out of town shopping mall, or just related to some local from the city, and so on.
There was day when not wanted sending them to fuck it all, one by one, but until then, had not been possible. Unfortunately, he needed those girls. Just as they needed her, Elle needed them. Better for a friendship that no interest. Better than those four bitches that loneliness. How to blame her.
"Damn, are 11.20. The plane leaves in two hours! But where the heck are they? "I think Elle, adjusting his glasses to better see the time that marked his wristwatch. She ran to her house, climbed the three steps of the porch and called on the remaining threshold of the entrance door:
So? We want to move?
He heard the unmistakable snort of his mother, followed by an intense exchange between her and her father. He could not grasp what they were saying. Probably, his mother, was making a fuss, and his father tried to put it back in line.
His mother, Hannah, was angry with her death. He did not take well to her decision to leave the United States, had taken it as a personal affront.
Since Elle, had communicated his intention to leave, she and her mother had spent the Most of the time arguing.
anything, they were earned, the countless attempts by Elle, to explain how things really were: he had tried, had tried in every way to talk to his mother with an open heart, he tried to make her understand who lived in a perpetual state of malaise, which was living the life that did not satisfy it, that he had friends, or at least that could be considered as such, had explained his feelings, his dreams, the desire to compete with new situations, stimulating, different, the desire to know different realities, new people, and maybe be able to rebuild her self-esteem, which, in years of high school had collapsed total.
Nothing. Nothing. His mother could not understand. He would not understand. He refused to understand that her daughter needed to go, he needed a change of scenery if he wanted to continue living. Elle knew that if she stayed at the Bay, sooner or later would be left alone, the surface that had close friendship with those girls would be gone and she would have fallen even more depressed.
The lack self-confidence and depression had led to a significant increase in weight. It was always tough, since childhood, but in recent years, things were far worse. It was not more able to keep the weight under control and was above his ideal weight of twenty pounds. As he tried, was never able to lose weight permanently, there were periods when he decides to go on a diet and managed to lose six pounds in twenty days, but when things went wrong at work or her friends do not invited to hang out with them and Elle was feeling sad and very unhappy, fell into the abyss of depression, fell in the bloody vicious cycle, and resumed what he had lost, with interest.
He had also explained this to her mother, who needed to go to regain control over his life, on that life that had never been able to fully live in the Bay of Belladonna. Of course, her mother had blamed to be not serious in its intentions:
" If you * really * want to lose weight, do not gorge themselves like a pig. It does not take, darling, just a little common sense. "
Yeah. If only it were that simple ..
He heard footsteps and knew that her parents were finally coming down the stairs. He ran toward the car, opened the trunk and threw it, unceremoniously, his countless suitcases, after which it closed with a loud thud.
He turned and saw Hannah sits on the front seat of the family. Surprise osservarla.Sua stood for mother, quick and quiet as a cat, was stuck in the car while Elle "system" to pack and lowering the window shiny, told a stunned Elle:
Who waste time now? said the woman, with a smile that was a whole program.
" All we need is to make me the tongue. This woman makes me nervous. I wonder how he did it, that saint of my father, to marry her. "Elle plan narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath for a second time and with a firm step he approached the door of the back seat and climbed into the car, just behind his father.
What time is your flight, dear? said Hannah, with angelic voice and mellifluous, as he pulled out a pocket mirror from her purse.
at 11.20 am, Mom.
Oh, really? According to me you're not gonna take that plane. Surely we will arrive late, is not it, dear? went with Hannah to dislike, opening the mirror.
Hannah! The called out his father.
Thanks, Mom, I miss you very much. I mean really. Elle said dry.
During the trip, his father, Carl, tried several times to strike up a conversation, but the bad mood had infected Hannah Elle, making her nervous a lot, so most of the time spent in silence.
Once at the airport, Elle was made to leave before the main entrance, and ran like a madwoman, she managed to arrive in time for check-in and all their luggage on board, (paying a surcharge shocking: (
What's more, to go to the tail gate was a crazy and his flight would take off from there to fifty minutes.'s mind was put in a row, the latest in a long row entered his parents joined her immediately.
Well, you did it in the end. said Hannah.
Mom .. Elle began, but his mother interrupted
No, Elle, I want you to know that I absolutely agree with this decision to leave your mad. I want you to know that if I find wrong with the house, with the course that you've decided to follow, no matter what, you can not count on me. Perhaps your father will be more forgiving but I just can not support this your madness. I'm sorry, Elle, but I had to tell you. concluded his mother.
Yes, I know, you had already told me, dear mother. For home, I remind you that the girl with whom I will share the apartment, is the daughter of your cousin, then I think that a minimum could also be quiet. For the rest, do not worry, I will not need anything. Terms, Elle, bored by the continual preaching of his mother. He looked at her and for a moment she seemed to see a tear drop. The heart sank. As it was childish, it was still his mother.
Can I hug you? I grant him that much? Elle whispered, watching Hannah in the eye.
His mother did not answer but hugged her and held her for a long minute.
Elle drove back tears and smiling hugged her father and told him that she would miss very much and would call when she got home.
took leave and Elle finally passed through the gate, he sent a last goodbye to her, rather than emotion, parents and walked toward the plane that would take far, far away.
Leaving Bay Belladonna, to New York, to his new life.
Finally.
