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Sierra Wellington, BC Challenger

Traits: Evil, Kleptomaniac, Rebellious, Snob, Flirty

Sierra's House

Sierra and Thomas' mansion that I built

Thomas Wellington

Sierra's husband

First Name Theme Poll

I had a naming poll for this first set of 10 kids and mythological names won

09 August 2013

Chapter 69: Lost

Sicily's back!
I realized I was having a hard time with the story line because it was getting too "normal," thereby causing it to become repetitive for me to write. For this story, I really need to tap into the fantastical realm of my mind. I hope you enjoy it.

~ Late Knight Simmer ~

What the fuck? Why am in a field? The last thing I remember was Max graduating. This certainly doesn't look like Ravenview either. I'm also wearing a strange dress and no shoes. I don't feel weird or hurt, so that's a plus, at least. I sit up, checking my arms and legs for anything that may give me a clue as to what's going on, but I don't see anything except the dress and a weird blue necklace.

"Sicily! Sicily!"

Imagine my surprise when I hear someone calling my name. I didn't recognize the voice, which was even worse. Is this one of Eleanor's tricks? Am I in some weird parallel universe? What the hell is going on? Well, here goes nothing. I pick myself up off the ground, and brush off my strange dress that feels like it's made of animal hide. The grass feels soft on my feet, and I realize it's been a while since I've walked barefoot in the grass. I'm not quite sure where I'm going except for walking in the direction of the voice I heard earlier.

I come to a small house made of logs, and I'm sure it is where the voice originated. I pull open the door, and walk inside. There is a fur rug on the floor, which is also made of logs. Everything looks so primitive, and I'm not sure why. I feel like I stepped back in time.

"Sicily, there you are. Are you hungry?"

A man wearing pants that look like they are also made of animal hide stands in front of me, handing me a bowl of soup. I smile at him, wanting to be polite even though I don't really have a clue what is going on. I immediately notice that I don't have that strong urge to seduce the man, even though he's not bad looking at all. I decide that if I just talk to him, then maybe I can figure out what the hell is going on. The man sits in front of me, also eating a bowl of soup.

"So, Sicily, what have you been doing all day?"

Considering I didn't really know what I had been doing today, let alone what time or day it even was, I decided to answer as honestly as I could while still playing along.

"I was napping out in the field."

"Again? Sicily, you spend a lot of time just staring at the grass and up at the sky. Maybe you should be getting to know Kasey better. After all, you two are meant to be paired up when the summer is over."

"Kasey? Why?"

"It's a peace offering, Sicily. Come on, darling, you know that. As the chief's daughter, the pairing of you and Kasey will bring peace to our tribes."

Apparently I'm in some sort of tribe, and this man is my pretend father, but I still have no idea how I got here. I also know I'm not supposed to be paired with anyone since it always ends badly for both of us. I'm a peace offering, and I'm not sure how I feel about that. After the soup, I thank the man and tell him I'm going out to see Kasey. He seems pleased with my decision. Before I leave, he comes over and gives me a hug.

"I am proud of you, my daughter."

I hug him back, but know that he's not really my father. He might be my father in this weird universe I'm in, but I know my father was murdered when I was a toddler. From what "Dad" said, I'm not sure Kasey will give me the answers I need either, but I feel like it wouldn't hurt to go see for myself who he is.