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Post by Hermes on Mar 2, 2012 17:48:34 GMT -5
It's good to see this again! I must agreed that K and V are being rather closed-minded, though I suppose things might be different if Sunny had told the truth from the start.
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Post by soufflé on Mar 3, 2012 19:52:00 GMT -5
You're right, Hermes. ...Although if our characters always made good choices, we wouldn't have a very interesting story! ;D
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Post by Seymour Glass on Mar 4, 2012 10:06:46 GMT -5
Great story! I just started reading it today.
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Post by soufflé on Mar 5, 2012 7:10:06 GMT -5
Cool, another reader! Thanks Freebird!
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Post by Seymour Glass on Mar 28, 2012 15:17:44 GMT -5
Is Jake's father Oooooooooooooooooooooolaf, by any chance? At least Jerome's parents were kind enough to take him in. Another brilliantly written chapter! I had no idea that Olaf had that many o's in it. I guess you really do learn something new everyday.
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Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on Mar 31, 2012 12:35:29 GMT -5
I've been meaning to catch up on this story for the past couple of days - I've missed it! I found this line to be quite shocking, as well as heartbreaking. I completely agree with Sunny's "It's not fair" expression. It isn't fair that Jake, who has never been anything but kind and respectful to her and her family, be judged on who his parents are. I'm glad to see that Beatrice, at least, is on her sister's side. I enjoyed the little scene between Sunny and Jake in the library. What a perfect setting for one's first kiss! It's a shame Esme - who you write very well, btw - walked in and ruined it. Looking forward to the next chapter...along with the reunion of Sunny and Jake! ^^
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Post by Kensicle on Apr 8, 2012 4:53:24 GMT -5
I've just read all the chapters of your story, Sophie, and I've got to say it's great. I reckon the way the characters have grown from ASOUE is pretty realistic, (but I've got to say, I'm turning fourteen and I've never had a boyfriend.) Even though Violet and Klaus are being paranoid, I guess they have a reason, with Olaf affecting their lives so dramatically. Another update, please? ^^
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Post by A on Apr 8, 2012 5:29:29 GMT -5
Nice! I wonder how the Baudelaires aren't being arrested at every moment. I like how your story has connections to aSoUE, unlike some other fanfics where they just randomly chuck in ASOUE characters and make it a non VFD related story with 1000000000000 deaths, break ups etc. Another thing I found this line to be quite shocking, as well as heartbreaking. I completely agree with Sunny's "It's not fair" expression. It isn't fair that Jake, who has never been anything but kind and respectful to her and her family, be judged on who his parents are. I'm glad to see that Beatrice, at least, is on her sister's side. Correct. I agree. The daughter of a certain famous conducter changed her surname so people wouldn't judge her by her father. Parents can often be different to their children.
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Post by soufflé on Apr 8, 2012 21:54:35 GMT -5
Thanks for the feedback, everyone!!!
Also @emma: Good to know that I write Esme well. She's so much fun to write xD
I have started a new update, but it might not get posted until next weekend since I'm in my school play and it's now tech week. Which means rehearsal until 7 every day. But I will try to finish it! Hint: you will meet a new character....
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Post by soufflé on Apr 25, 2012 21:29:46 GMT -5
UUUUUUPPPPPDAAAAAATTTTEEEE!
Yay. Finally. It's been far too long.
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*Sophie has no idea what chapter number this is*
Jake didn't come to school the next day. Mr. Carey received a note stating that Jake had been infected with an "incredibly out" stomach virus, but Sunny suspected that this was just Esmé’s way of keeping him away from her. During lunch that same day, Sunny was about to sit down next to Ryan, a friend of Jake's who was in her French class, when she saw a girl standing by the milk who looked lost. Sunny walked over toward her and tapped her on the shoulder.
"Hey," Sunny said, stepping out of the way so that a classmate could take some skim milk from the basket.
The girl turned around and smiled, looking grateful that she had someone to talk to. "Hi," she replied.
Sunny puzzled for a moment as she looked at the girl’s face—something about her looked eerily familiar. Maybe it was her large, hazel eyes or her small, upturned nose, or maybe it was her long, dark curls or her tall, slim figure. She looked like someone Sunny hadn’t seen in a long time, although she couldn't put her finger on who it was.
"Are you new here? I haven't seen you before," Sunny told the girl, resisting the urge to add, 'I think'.
The girl nodded. "I just moved here from China, where my dad was on a business trip for a year." She extended her hand, which Sunny gladly shook. "I'm Skye. "
"I'm Sunny."
A shadow crossed Skye's face for a moment, but she quickly brightened and said, "Nice name. Together we make ‘sunny sky’." She chuckled and took a step away from the food area.
“So should we sit down somewhere?" Skye asked, turning to Sunny.
“Sure.” Sunny and Skye settled themselves at an empty table by the tall glass wall.
“So are you in ninth grade? I didn’t have any classes with you,” Skye asked Sunny.
Sunny nodded in response, sipping her milk. “I’m in ninth grade, too. I’ve only been at this school for a few weeks or so, since I just moved here, too."
"Oh!" Skye exclaimed, putting down her fork. "That's cool. How do you like it here in Boston?"
"It's pretty nice so far," Sunny replied after having a bite of her salad. "This school is great."
Skye nodded and looked around the lunch room for a bit, seeming to study everyone carefully. A small crease formed in the middle of her brow. "I used to go to the middle school down the street, Wildery, but I left in the middle of eighth grade for Hong Kong. Some people in my grade were planning to come to this school for ninth grade, but I don't recognize anyone." She shrugged and turned back to Sunny. "Maybe they didn't get in."
"That's a shame," Sunny said.
Skye shrugged again. "Most of them weren't my close friends."
They were silent for a while, eating lunch and observing the world around them. Sunny watched the small exposed patches of grass amongst the melting snow shiver in the cold wind.
"So what kind of art do you do?" Skye asked suddenly.
"I draw," Sunny said. "What about you?"
"I paint. Mostly watercolors."
"That must be really beautiful," Sunny remarked. "What sorts of things do you paint?"
Skye brushed a piece of hair out of her face. "I like to do abstract paintings. Sometimes I do cityscapes, though. I did some in Hong Kong."
Sunny nodded and smiled. "Did you like Hong Kong?"
"It was a really great place to live. There were so many things to do. I had a hard time making friends, though, as usual," Skye replied, pushing her peas around her plate.
"How's that?" Sunny asked, furrowing her brow. Skye seemed very friendly and she couldn't imagine anyone disliking her.
"It might be because of my ADHD. But it hasn't been too bad recently." Skye sighed. "People usually think I'm crazy because I technically have a mental illness."
"I'm sorry," Sunny said, putting a hand on Skye's shoulder. "People can be really judgmental sometimes. Once some people made fun of me and my siblings for being...orphans."
Skye gasped. "Orphans?" she repeated. "That must be awful. I'm so sorry, Sunny."
"Thank you," Sunny answered, smiling faintly. "It happened when I was a baby, though. I hardly remember..." she trailed off.
Skye's face was solemn, her eyes cast down.
"So," Sunny said, noticing Skye's expression and trying to change the subject, "I really hope you like it here at Boston Arts. I think it's great so far, and I'm sure you'll make some friends. You've already got me."
The dark-haired girl smiled brightly. "Thanks, Sunny. That really means a lot to me."
"Hey, Sunny." A tall, lanky boy approached Sunny, who recognized him as Michael, one of Jake's friends. "What happened to your boyfriend? He was supposed to help me with Biology today, and I can't find him anywhere."
"I don't know; he's not here today," Sunny replied, turning around in her chair to face him.
"Oh," Michael's face fell. "Well, thanks anyway!"
"No problem," Sunny said quietly as Michael walked away. She turned back to Skye, who had a huge smile on her face.
"Boyfriend?" she repeated, nudging Sunny's arm.
Sunny blushed, instantly reminded of Beatrice and the way she acted around Sunny and Jake. "Yeah. I don't think I can see him anymore, though, because of this thing with our parents." She kept her eyes fixed on her lunch.
Skye noticed Sunny's grave expression and didn't ask anymore questions. After a silence, she said, "I had a boyfriend here before I left. But my parents whisked me away to Hong Kong before I could even say goodbye. He probably hates me now." She sighed and drank some of her lemonade.
Sunny rolled her eyes. "I'm sure he doesn't hate you," she told her friend.
"Hopefully," Skye replied, rising from the table as the bell rang. "Thanks for sitting with me. I really liked talking to you." She smiled and waved before hurrying off to class.
Later that evening, before dinner, Sunny was in charge of setting the table. She reached into the tall cabinets in the kitchen to take out six china plates--not seven, like when Jake had eaten with them. After placing the plates on the table in the dining room, Sunny set back to look for the wooden chopsticks the family used whenever they had Japanese food. She couldn't figure out where her siblings had put them in this new house.
She found the chopsticks in a drawer, along with what looked like an old pamphlet for a boarding school. "Prufrock Prepatory School," the title said in curly black script. On the front cover was a picture of a girl and a boy grinning from ear to ear in what looked like a large library. After brushing away the dust, Sunny opened the pamphlet and saw a title that said, "We accept all types of students," and caption saying, "Prufrock Prep embraces diversity, and we even accept orphans as students!" Sunny looked at the adjascent picture: it showed a girl and boy, who looked to be siblings, possibly twins. Something about the look of the two struck her. She looked at the words on the back of the pamphlet: "Enrol for this school year: 1985-1986".
1985, she thought to herself, squinting again at the picture of the twins. I would have been about one year old.
Then the reality hit her. Klaus had told her that she and her siblings had been sent to a boarding school not long after their parents perished--which was when she was one year old. And they had met two of three triplets there, triplets from another family Count Olaf hated. Prufrock Prep, she repeated to herself. That's got to be the place. She looked again at the faces of the twins--or triplets--on the pamphlet. It can't be, she insisted.
Duncan and Isadora Quagmire?
"Sunny?" Alan stood in the doorway.
"Oh," Sunny said, scrambling to put the pamphlet back in the drawer and take out the chopsticks.
"Did you find the chopsticks?" he said, adjusting his glasses and taking a few steps toward the far counter.
She nodded. "I'll put them on the table right now." She walked quickly out into the dining room to begin the meal.
The only thing she could think about through dinner was the pamphlet. She knew she had recognized those almond-shaped, hazel eyes, and those dark brown curls. Her siblings had told her about the Quagmires, and she vaguely remembered them, but barely. Something about Skye's face had lit a spark in her memory, and suddenly she knew.
Skye was a Quagmire. And she knew who Sunny was, too.
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Post by Kensicle on Apr 25, 2012 22:16:04 GMT -5
Yay, another update! So the new character is a Quagmire. Is she a younger sister of the canon Quagmires, or is she simply related to them?
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Post by A on Apr 26, 2012 2:36:50 GMT -5
Finaaaaaaaally! A new update!!!! ;D
Very good No, Fantastic! I like the name you gave to Sunny's new friend, Skye. Reminds me of the Scottish song (by a British) SkyeThe update is well concluded, and leaves us wondering. Maybe you should give a reference to Sunny's cooking skills in the future. But please post more. I need to re-read the story because it was weeks ago that I read the previous installment.
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Post by soufflé on Apr 26, 2012 16:39:09 GMT -5
I like the name you gave to Sunny's new friend, Skye. Yeah, I always really liked the name..and since I'm too young to have kids, I just name my characters with names I like xD I believe I did in chapter 5 or 6, maybe you should reread those parts ....You'll see. Thanks for the feedback, guys! <3 <3
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Post by A on May 3, 2012 8:54:59 GMT -5
Please write more Sophie! I've waited for ages!
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Post by soufflé on May 3, 2012 15:18:42 GMT -5
I'll try, CCC! I'm writing 5 fics right now along with school, so it's hard sometimes. I'll be sure to get another chapter up soon though!
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