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Chapter Six-Connection    Christmas Eve is a time when families gather at a dinner table eating holiday dishes, cooked from various people, and then proceed with their usual Christmas traditions. Wammy’s house has it’s similar traditions for this holiday by having turkey and figgie pudding for dinner and then L sits in a room and reads or plays piano for all the orphaned children who go there. We listen to him read The Night Before Christmas and he leaves saying goodbye to the bright-eyed children. Mello, Matt and I were sitting in a corner the whole time playing an intense game of Sorry! When I walked over to us before he lef

 Chapter Three The last bottle of cheap wine...to represent finally feeling like a pirate again! Captain brings the bottle on deck to celebrate with the other crew mates that don't quite seem to have their sea legs yet. She looks for each one, trying to evaluate them. Mikoko sits in a corner of the ship, meditating with her eyes closed and her back straightened. Virgil leans over the railing, staring peacefully into the fading island. Lenya sits on a barrel of skittles with her feet propped up and smoke in her small hand. This is my crew...a monk, a helpless romantic, and a hoe. This is perfect! "Everyone! I want to celebrate our departur

Chapter Five-Unexpected    The puzzle piece now rest on a long chain that I hide under my sweater. I do not show anyone except Matt. He and I have developed a very nice friendship over the past few months and we still sleep in the same bed. I was able to move all of my special equipment to his room and he had no problem so long as the wires didn’t twist with his game wires. Now three computers are stationed in the corner of the small bedroom and all of my specialized chips and devices are in a box under a wooden desk.    All of my clothes are mixed with Matt’s and my music sheets are sometimes mixed with our homework. His roo

Chapter Four-Hiding    “I wonder if Mello is over his episode?” I ask Matt.    “Probably not, boy can hold a grudge” he chuckles. We head down towards the dining room until a small girl(perhaps Near’s age) runs towards Matt-well, into Matt. “What’s wrong?”    She pauses, catching her breath “Mello i-is missing again, we can’t find him anywhere!”. She clings on to Matt’s worn-out jeans and attempts to go into details, still breathless. In my mind I see this as a challenge, I turn and continue moving down the hall. Matt thanks the girl and catches up to me.

 A friend and i are going to take turns writing chapters of this story so if you want chapter two go give TheRoseThief a visit if he has anything up yet Chapter One  The sunset. It's beautiful, no doubt, but it would look beautiful from another island...maybe an island with enemy pirates hiding an elusive treasure? I must stop thinking these things...It only makes me homesick. A young women about nineteen with a WWII German Navy-styled captains hat and a long,dark blue(matching the hat) coat thinks to herself. She sits in an antique bathtub on the shore with brass knobs and legs, watching the sunset. Drinking a cheap bottle of wine, she thi