Supersititions ~ Tablyn24 ~ Ficlet ~ G ~ Christy
Title: Like Rumors and Gossip
Prompt: Supersititions
Fandom: Christy
Characters: Christy Huddleson, Lulu Spencer, and John Spencer
Word Count: 438
Rating: G
Summary: While in the middle of class Christy is interrupted by another old-wives tale.
A/N: Hi I am new here, likely writing for a series no one has heard of. :-)
"Creed I asked you to turn around. If I have to tell you one more time you will be sitting in for recess." The sandy boy nods sheepishly stinking in his seat the proper way.
"Class it's time to put away our math books and start our -- "
"Miz Christy! Miz Christy!" The usual quiet Lulu Spencer screams interrupting my sentence and concentration, running full speed towards me, tears escaping down her face. I immediately jump up from the desk, nearly tripping over the chair to reach her. The students are staring, eye brows cocked in confusion, a few muttering whispers pass through the room.
"Honey what's wrong what happened?" I kneel down to her level, taking a grip of her shoulders, hoping to calm her in some way. Her older brother John gets up from his seat to stand behind her, when she notices him there, the still hysterical child buries her face in his side.
"Lulu what's wrong?" he asks calmly as he pulls her back slightly to look her in the eyes. She just shakes her head violently, trying to burry herself in the material of her brother's pants, but John stops her and I again take a hold of her shoulders.
"Please tell us honey." I whisper, removing a hand to caress her cheek. She takes a deep breath and starts to speak in a soft vice.
"I I I broke the mirror pa gave me."
"Oh it's okay honey, your daddy will understand. Now where's the glass we should have Reverand Grantland clean it up so no will get hurt." Her nearly seized tears start up again, harder previous.
"Miz Christy I don't want seven years of bad luck!" I smile and try not to laugh at her she stares at me confused.
"Lulu remember what we talked about a few months ago, about superstitions? How their like rumors and gossip and you shouldn't believe them?"
"Yes Miz Christy, but how do you know?"
"Because I have broken countless mirrors, and if I had bad luck I never would have been blessed to have you in my life." I lean forward and kiss her on the cheek.
"Ok." She walks back her seat, the tears now faded away, I smile at John as he mouths thank you.
"Alright class it's time for history, where we are going to continue learning about George Washington. Now who can tell me about Mr. Washington?" I watch the heads fly in the air, echoed with oh oh me! Including Lulu's hand. She'd be alright, they all would.
Prompt: Supersititions
Fandom: Christy
Characters: Christy Huddleson, Lulu Spencer, and John Spencer
Word Count: 438
Rating: G
Summary: While in the middle of class Christy is interrupted by another old-wives tale.
A/N: Hi I am new here, likely writing for a series no one has heard of. :-)
"Creed I asked you to turn around. If I have to tell you one more time you will be sitting in for recess." The sandy boy nods sheepishly stinking in his seat the proper way.
"Class it's time to put away our math books and start our -- "
"Miz Christy! Miz Christy!" The usual quiet Lulu Spencer screams interrupting my sentence and concentration, running full speed towards me, tears escaping down her face. I immediately jump up from the desk, nearly tripping over the chair to reach her. The students are staring, eye brows cocked in confusion, a few muttering whispers pass through the room.
"Honey what's wrong what happened?" I kneel down to her level, taking a grip of her shoulders, hoping to calm her in some way. Her older brother John gets up from his seat to stand behind her, when she notices him there, the still hysterical child buries her face in his side.
"Lulu what's wrong?" he asks calmly as he pulls her back slightly to look her in the eyes. She just shakes her head violently, trying to burry herself in the material of her brother's pants, but John stops her and I again take a hold of her shoulders.
"Please tell us honey." I whisper, removing a hand to caress her cheek. She takes a deep breath and starts to speak in a soft vice.
"I I I broke the mirror pa gave me."
"Oh it's okay honey, your daddy will understand. Now where's the glass we should have Reverand Grantland clean it up so no will get hurt." Her nearly seized tears start up again, harder previous.
"Miz Christy I don't want seven years of bad luck!" I smile and try not to laugh at her she stares at me confused.
"Lulu remember what we talked about a few months ago, about superstitions? How their like rumors and gossip and you shouldn't believe them?"
"Yes Miz Christy, but how do you know?"
"Because I have broken countless mirrors, and if I had bad luck I never would have been blessed to have you in my life." I lean forward and kiss her on the cheek.
"Ok." She walks back her seat, the tears now faded away, I smile at John as he mouths thank you.
"Alright class it's time for history, where we are going to continue learning about George Washington. Now who can tell me about Mr. Washington?" I watch the heads fly in the air, echoed with oh oh me! Including Lulu's hand. She'd be alright, they all would.