Gen 1- Lacey: Chapter 1

Generation 1: Lacey

As I neared the stop to my new home, I was so excited and terrified at the same time. This was an incredibly huge step I was taking. I had only just become a young woman and did not really feel any different from yesterday when I was still only a girl, but If I could manage in the odd living situation I had at home, I could do this! I had no idea what to expect at this “vacation home”. I couldn’t ever remember ever going there personally.

The cab began to slow to a stop at my final destination and jumped out. I paid the cabby with the some of the money I had made from selling my paintings, and then gathered all of my belongings. Sadly I could carry everything on my person.

As I headed toward the house, the first thing I noticed was everything was white. Of Course. The place was almost completely empty too. There was a bed and bathroom amenities, but that was it. No fridge. No counters. Not even a chair. This was going to be very interesting.

So while I was checkin out my new digs, my phone rang (the only thing my mother offered to pay for). I was quite excited when I saw that it was Bubbie. He was so happy to know I was going to be living in town and just couldn’t wait for us to acutally get to meet up face to face. I was excited too until he said he wanted to meet at Peppermint Pier. I had never actually told him that little detail before, but after some quick coercing in my own head, I agreed.

When I got to the pier my tummy was beginning to growl. Luckily “The Pep” is a lot like a travelers dream. They have beds and showers and even a fridge! Not much to choose from, but when you are hungry you will eat pretty much anything. Looked like the special of the day was cold cereal. I was never allowed Sugar Snaps at home. They were so good!

So while I was waiting for Bubbie to arrive I decided to mingle a little. I have no idea where my social skills came from, I never really did have any friends before, but I thought it would be nice to get to know some folks. I noticed a real handsome guy and I figured it couldn’t hurt to say hello. Pocky seemed very kind. I learned that he and his wife Apricot had lived here almost all of their lives. If everyone in town was as interesting as him, well this was going to be a fun place to live!

I happened to look out the back window and I saw this extremely cute guy start his way up the back step. I paused. Oh my is that him? He was so cute! I had never actually seen a photo of him. Mother would not have allowed that, no way, no how. He saw me and quickened his pace. I felt my face flush.

“Lacey?” Oh man it was him! “Hi!”

“Hey you.” I smiled back.

We hung out for several hours chatting it up. He was just as easy to talk to in person as he was online. I was so engaged in the conversation I had almost completely forgotten about my fear of the water just off the other side of ridge. Almost. Ever since that awful day, I refused to get very close to open water, but I felt pretty safe there on that swing. As the sun was setting it started to get a little colder. I said my goodbyes and headed for home.

I did make one stop though. I passed an Art store on the walk home and to my wonderful surprise they had this incredibly beautiful hot pink easel for sale. Half Off! I did have a little money left over and decided this would be a good investment, and besides that it was pink! How awesome would it be to have a pink easel. I payed for my new treasure and went straight home to start a new project. New home, new easel, new friends! This was like a dream come true.