Okay, so I suck at sticking with legacies. And, I suck even worse at sticking with stories. But, I'm going to give it another try. It's a legacy based on
dreamsong1968's
Zodiac Legacy Challenge. I will be following the rules as best as I can, but will sometimes have to break them for story purposes. Anywho, here goes...
I was destined to do great things, to mingle with influential people, to see many extraordinary places, and to make new scientific discoveries. Wait. Scratch that. I was
expected to do all of these things, from none other than my family. I'm an only child, and my entire life I've had to live up to my parents' steep expectations. It's caused me a lot of stress, a lot of heartbreak, and a lot of regrets. So, once I turned 18, I said
that's it. My name is Hermione Prince, and from now on, I'm doing things my way. I left home, taking nothing with me but my old sleeping bag that had survived many childhood sleepovers. Blocking out loud, belligerent protests of my anguished parents, I dove into the awaiting taxi and paid the cabbie almost all of my money to take me to the mountainous town of Hidden Springs, which was quite a few hours away.
I was dropped off in the center of town, and I'll admit I was quite intimidated. Here I was, homeless in the middle of a strange location, with no source of income and no friends. But, I knew I had the looks, the cunning, the intellect, and the common sense to survive. However, for all of my big talk, things in Hidden Springs didn't start off so well. As I was wondering
what exactly I should do first, I heard raucous wolf-whistling. I turned my head and standing there was a 🐸🐸🐸🐸 of a man smiling suggestively and staring directly at my unmentionables. Okay, I know I am well-endowed. And yes, I've used them to my advantage at times. But I was feeling vulnerable and
clearly not in the mood for advances of any sort. So I gave him a piece of my mind and booked it before he could try anything else.
However I will admit that he was
really attractive.
Furious and somewhat discouraged (although I didn't want to admit it to myself, much less anyone else), I found myself wandering aimlessly. What was I doing? Where was I going? I was stupid to have done this. I was already starting to miss the comfort of my parents home...which was hours away and impossible to get to, since I was almost out of money. Ready to sink onto the sidewalk in despair, I took notice of my surroundings for the first time since I stepped out of the cab. 'Whole Body Fitness', said the sign in front of me. A gym? A tiny flame of hope ignited in my chest. I had been the star player on the girls lacrosse team in high school. I had gotten
tons of scholarships to ivy league schools just to play on their teams. Scouts literally followed me wherever I went my entire junior year of high school. I had been an amazing athlete. And I had always found that a good workout not only cheered me up, but inspired me as well. I looked around; nobody seemed to have noticed me just standing there. I contemplated my options; well, why not? I had nothing else to do, no where else to go. I scurried inside the gym and immediately began to pound out the miles on the treadmill.
I worked out until I couldn't walk another step, until I was dripping of sweat and reeking to high heaven. But I was rejuvenated. I was ready to give Hidden Springs another shot. After taking a refreshing shower, I left the gym and set out to find a secluded spot on the outskirts of town near the mountains to call 'home.'
Finally I stumbled upon a large expanse of grass with a community grill stuck in the middle of it. For some reason, I was drawn to the grill. It was all alone, as was I. I could give it company by using it to cook the meager food I could get my hands on until I had a steady income, and it could provide me with meals. We were
meant for each other. Okay, so I 'm a little eccentric. Or crazy. Whatever you want to call it.
As I settled in for the night in my cozy, familiar sleeping bag, next to my new friend 'Grill', I ran through the day's events in my mind. Including the part where I was hit-on.
Especially the part where I was hit-on. Although I was upset at the time...he really had been pretty hot. Where was I when we ran into each other? Maybe I could 'stage' another run-in and see if he could forgive me for getting a little out-of-control. And then it hit me: We had been in front of the stadium. The flame of hope grew into a bonfire and engulfed me. That's where I would make my money. I would put my athletics to good use and rake in the dough. Tomorrow, first thing, that's where I was going to go--to sell my skills and work my way to the top. And hopefully run into Mr. Bold-But-Attractive as well. Maybe this journey of mine wasn't going to be so bad after all.
So....what do you think?? Any feedback, positive or negative, would be VERY appreciated and welcomed! Thank you!