Temptations in History

The teacher talked on and on about the Livonian War that lasted twenty five years back in the mid to late fifties of the seventeenth century. History could be boring. Mr Tirone was boring.

Finally, the bell rang and Todd snapped out of his trance.

Thank goodness thats over. Trish groaned aloud when she caught up with him at the door.

Todd agreed. Yeah, I didnt think it would ever end. I thought history was going to be an easy class.

Hows it going with the assignment?

Dont ask. I mean, where do I start?

We could work on it together at my house tonight. My parents are both working the late shift and my kid sister is staying over at a friends house.

Todd grinned. OK. Ill come over right after I do my Math homework. Now Math I can handle but I cant afford to get behind on it.

She gave him her best see-you-later smile as she entered her next class. Todd continued to the gym where the last forty minutes of the day would be a little more active.

It was just after seven when Trish open the front door to him. She was wearing a pretty pink top with a low cut neckline.

My parents will be home about nine so we only have a few hours.

Todd force himself to look above her shoulders where he met her smile. OK. My curfew is nine thirty so lets get started.

He followed Trish into the kitchen where her text books laid open on the dining table. His back pack slipped off his shoulder and he let it rest on an empty chair.

Drink?

Thanks. Do you have juice? Im not into soda stuff.

Sure. Orange or apple?

Apple please.

After a few minutes of casual chitchat over the breakfast bar Trish leaned forward. So, where do you want to do this?

Her breath smelled of mint and her floral perfume tickled his nose. He cleared his throat and turned toward the table.

The table is fine. He picked up his back pack and opened the zip. I just brought the main textbook and a note book. Its great that you have offered to help. Maybe I just need to get started.

Trish came close but didnt sit so Todd did. Big mistake. He turned his head and placed his juice on the table to his right. He cleared his throat again. Trish walked around to the other side of the table and pulled out a chair.

Are you OK Todd? You seem nervous. I can assure you that no one else is here.

Todd nodded and took another sip before he spoke again. Lets get on with this. He opened his text book to the Livonian War. I really dont see why we need to study stuff that happened in the seventeenth Century.

I find it intriguing. I could listen to Tirone all day.

Todd grimaced. I take it that History is a favourite subject.

No. I prefer Human Dynamics.

Todd was confused. What? Which one is that?

Trish knee bumped his sending chills up his spine but she didnt seem to notice.

‘Silly. I was joking. Now lets open to page two-six-five.

It was exactly nine when Todd looked at his watch. Id better go.

Just then the back door opened and a man entered. Hello there. He must have been six foot three at least.

Hello Daddy. This is Todd. Were working on our History assignment.’

He looked from his daughter to Todd and back again. Yeah right.

Todd wished the floor would open up and swallow him.

Oh Daddy, dont be so dramatic.

Todd rose and stuffed his textbook and notes into his bag. I was just leaving. Nice to meet you Sir. Thanks Trish. I really appreciate your help.

Trish stayed where she was. It was then he noticed why. She held her text book close to her chest.

Todd left the kitchen with a nod and headed to the front door.

The following day while Todd was sitting in the History classroom early to jot down yesterdays notes from the blackboard, Trish came in and stood behind him.

Thanks for a great night.

He stopped writing and looked up. All he could think of was the moment she opened her front door.

A few sniggers followed by other students who had also entered the room.

Todd sucked in air. We should do it again sometime.

More sniggers.

Trish winked and moved to her usual seat.

Whats going on here?

Mr Tirone entered. Open your textbooks to page two-six-five. Todd Hughes, what did you learn from yesterdays boring class?

Heat rose to Todds face. Good thing Trish helped me out last night. He turned to the requested page and answered the question.

Im impressed, Tirone stated. And I thought you went to sleep.

Laughter rose across the classroom and Todd felt Trishs eyes on him. He dared a look and returned her smile.

I can handle this. Shes cute enough and knows her history.

Over the lunch break Todd sort out Trish to thank her for getting him out of an embarrassing situation.

Hello Todd. The voice was soft and warm.

Hello to you too. He smiled at Trish. Shes beautiful, even in her school uniform. Thanks for last night. It came in handy today.

The girls who were sitting with Trish stood and left. He felt awkward. We can talk later.

Thats OK. They get it.

Todd looked around. Get what?

You know. You me. Us.

Us?

Dont you like me?

Yes, but I thought we were just friends.

Friends are cool I guess.

Todd bit his lip. You mean地ll that last night? It felt like his stomach flipped and he found it hard to breathe. What about your Dad?

Hell get over it. Well just have to be more careful.

Todd didnt answer.

We didnt do anything wrong.

No, we didnt. We were just studying together. He thought about what he would say next. Yes, he liked Trish but he wasnt sure if he was ready for a relationship. He had thought it would be nice to have a relationship with someone when he went on to university. He may have been ready for that. Now he wasnt so sure. Trish, where do you want this to go?

She shrugged. As far as you want.

They were so close that he could look into her eyes. They were a pretty blue and her blonde curls kinked at her perfectly shaped eyebrows. He breathed in her scent and his nerve endings quivered.

I dont know. He drew in another long breath.

Whats wrong with me? Her voice broke.

Nothing. Nothing at all. Youre perfectly beautiful. I just dont think either of us are ready for this.

Oh Todd. We could just study together after school. Maybe at your house if youre not sure about mine.

He sighed. I dont think we can study together now.

We could make out.

Todd smiled. Why dont we wait a while. We can be friends at school. He paused. You helped me more than I would have thought last night. I think I may even grow to like history.

They both gave a short laugh.

Im not sure if I could handle being in the same class now.

Todd took her hand. Well get through it. I promise. With that he kissed her hand and left.

穢 Chrissy Siggee – 2019

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Locked Out!

‘Geraldine! Open the door. Please, let me explain.’

‘Go away, Mum! I dont want to talk to you.’

‘Please understand, Geraldine. I had to do it.’

‘Thats just so lame.’ Geraldine rolled her eyes. ‘Youre pathetic.’

Geraldines mobile phone played her favourite Red-Hot Chili Peppers song: Nobody Weird like Me. She grabbed her iridescent purple phone from the bed and checked the caller ID. Crystals photo appeared on the screen. ‘Hi, Crystal, Im not really in the mood to talk.’

‘Geraldine, whats going on? I was about to knock on your front door when I heard you screaming.’

‘Where are you now?’

‘At your front gate. Where are you?’

‘In my bedroom, but’

‘Ill come around to your window.’

Geraldine was about to argue but realized Crystal had rung off. By the time she opened the window Crystal was outside waiting.

To Geraldines relief, Crystal kept her voice quiet. ‘So, are you going to tell me whats going on?’

Geraldine turned and threw herself back onto the bed. ‘I cant believe she did it.’

‘Did what?’ Crystal raised her voice to a hoarse whisper to be heard from where she stood in the garden.

‘She threw Dad out.’

Crystal climbed through the window. ‘Hes been drinking again?’

‘Just because he likes a drink after work…’ Geraldine bit her lip and paused. ‘It wasnt his fault that he hit her last night.’ She began to cry.

‘Hey, girl, you cant possibly think he should stay if hes hitting her.’

‘But, hes my dad and its his home too.’

Geraldines best friend sat beside her and put an arm around her shoulder. ‘Do you remember when my mother threw my dad out?’

‘Thats different, Crystal; he was beating you and your brother. I remember going to the hospital with you when he broke your arm.’

‘Like, before that, he was hitting my mother. She used to hide out the backyard until he fell asleep, but then he started beating us instead. Yes, Geraldine, thats why she threw him out, but do you think your mother is going to wait for that to happen to you? Your mother knows what we went through.’

There was a gentle knock on the bedroom door and Geraldine accepted a tissue from Crystal to wipe her eyes.

Her mothers voice was croaky. ‘Geraldine, can we talk?’

‘OK Mum. Just a minute.’

Crystal gave her Geraldine a quick hug before she climbed back out the window. As she waved goodbye, Geraldine took a deep breath before opening the door.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

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Annoying Cousin Gertrude

It was Erics third morning of his mountain holiday. Hed just nestled back against the decaying roots of a fallen tree that lay balancing over the edge of a large waterhole. The trickle of a lazy waterfall created tiny ripples across the surface of the water where sunbeams played. The peace was interrupted by the sound of a twig snapping.

What the? Howd you know where Id be?

Gertrude giggled and approached Eric. I got up early to follow you. I thought you might be lonely fishing by yourself. Besides, this is one of my favourite places.

Well, Im not lonely, so you can go home.

Gertrude paid no attention and began to toss pebbles into the water. I can catch fish too you know. She stepped into the water and inched her way toward the waterfall, splashing about as she went. Here, fishy, fishy.

Eric rolled his eyes. He looped a worm, spearing it onto his hook with the last turn. He was two years older than his pain-in-the-neck cousin and he didnt particularly want her around. His parents decided the summer holidays with thirteen-year-old Gertrude at her familys mountain property, would be good for Eric. He doubted it.

Get out of the water and keep quiet, youll scare the fish.

Only if I can help.

Eric scanned the parameter of the waterhole and began to work on a plan. Okay, I need more worms. Lots of worms and they have to be long, fat ones. You could try over there.

He pointed towards a small opening in the rocks behind the trickling waterfall, almost twenty feet away. The waterfall is really only a trickle and the water doesnt look deep. Shell be fine. He smiled at the thought.

Eric cast his line, leaned back and closed his eyes. This is nice

 

plop

Eric opened his eyes towards the sound. His bait tin had blown into the water. It was then that he noticed the dark clouds overhead and the strengthening breeze. He reeled in his line and scrambled down to retrieve his tin. He paused. Uh oh

Gertrude, where are you? Wed better get back.

He did a quick check of the area. I guess she took the hint.

Light rain fell as he packed up his fishing gear, but by the time he put his backpack on, it had become a heavy downpour. He was about to leave when he thought he heard his name being called. He stopped and listened.

Eric! Help me!

The call repeated and although it was faint, it was definitely Gertrude. He couldnt tell where it was coming from. It seemed to be coming from under the ground. Eric was baffled.

WHERE ARE YOU?

Her reply was barely audible. Im in here. Behind the waterfall.

Eric dropped his backpack and ran straight through the waterhole. He climbed over slippery rocks and slid behind the falls that now flowed steadily down the rock face. The ground inside the narrow cave was muddy and he struggled to stay on his feet.

Gertrude, where are you?

This way! Be careful, the walls collapsed. Her voice echoed faintly but Eric could now hear her clearly.

He gingerly felt his way along a dark tapering, downward tunnel. Gertrude?

Right here.

Eric almost tripped over his cousin. He crouched and felt the ground around them. Mud had covered her legs.

Can you move?

Yes, but I hurt my ankle when I slipped with the mudslide.

Eric dug the mud away with his bare hands and eased Gertrude to her feet.

Lean on me, he said gallantly.

Once they were moving, they fumbled their way back up through the short tunnel to the opening behind the falls, Eric found himself whispering. What is this place?

Gertrude grimaced and leaned heavily on Erics arm for support. This whole area around the waterfall is a maze of caves and tunnels. Ill show you around in a few days when the ground dries out. Heavy rain comes unexpectedly up here I should have known better. The upper streams dont take long to fill and create enormous changes in the falls and waterhole.

She paused momentarily. Hopefully, we can swim back to where you were fishing, before the water rises.

With their back against the wall, they eased their way around to the far end of the waterfall where its flow was less intense. They jumped simultaneously into the water below. Cascades of water plummeted down on them, thrashing them below the surface.

Coughing and breathless, they finally dragged themselves onto the bank and into the shelter of a huge rock.

He watched Gertrude shiver and squeeze the water from her shirt. She’s not really a kid.

Gertrude, he asked quietly. Why do you have to be so, so…

Annoying? I dont know. I just wanted to be friends.

He studied her face. Can we start over?

After a few moments Gertrude nodded causing drips of water to fall from her hair and spill down her face like huge tears.

Okay, but call me Trudy. I hate Gertrude.

They both laughed.

So, Trudy, what do you want to do when the rain stops?

穢 Chrissy Siggee

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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PIRATES, HIDDEN TREASURE AND …

Fourteen-year-old Electra sat perched on the edge of her chair facing the small group that sat cross legged on her bed.

‘It happened a long time ago’, she began, ‘but it seems like yesterdayprobably because Ive told the story so often. The only reason why I tell the story is because its why my family is the way it is. You see, we are a family with roots. Oh, you think your families has roots too? Okay, let me explain what REAL ancestry means.’

Electra put the empty popcorn bowl on the floor before continuing.

‘In 1801, my great, great, great, great grandfather, built this house. He had been a pirate ever since he ran away to sea and became a captains cabin boy. The ship was called the Black Raven its captains name was..’

‘Electra! Will you please stop telling that tale.’

‘Aw刑ad. Why not? It sure beats the real story.’

‘Theres nothing wrong with our familys history, or your family home. And, dont forget the reason why you were named Electra.’

Sandy, one of the girls at the pyjama party, bounced off the bed. ‘Tell us, Mr Chapman. We really want to know about your house and your family.’

The other girls joined in the pleading.

Electra stood and took the freshly made popcorn from her father, pointed the bowl toward her chair where she had just been sitting, and motioned him to take over the narration.

‘Electra was right about the year. Thats when the house was built, but thats where the truth of her story finishes.’ He waited for Sandy and his daughter to join the other girls on the bed. Electra passed the popcorn round before he continued.

‘Basically, my father wanted to save this house from being bulldozed. The locals wanted it demolished for safety reasons. He pleaded his case and renovated it. Its been our family home since I was a boy. There are a few rooms that have never been restored but its stable.’

Sandy stared at nothing in particular. ‘You mean those rooms could be haunted?’

Electra burst out laughing. ‘You must be kidding.’

‘Please continue’, one of the girls requested, her eyes focusing on Electras father and ignoring his daughters outburst.

‘No, the house is not hauntednot that I know of. The rooms have just never been needed. Theres no great mystery, only the history gets a bit confusing. A few generations back the family lost most of their fortune and the house was left empty for years.’

Sandy looked puzzled. ‘Is that it? Electra, I think its a great story. Tell us Mr Chapman how did Electra get her name.’

‘Its not all that interesting,’ Electra commented casually, wriggled back against the bed board and stuffed popcorn into her mouth.

Her father paused and took a moment to continue. ‘Electras mother was beautiful. She had red hair’

‘That explains your hair,’ Sandy teased.

Electra pushed Sandy playfully off the bed, causing Sandy to squeal and the others to laugh.

‘She died in child birth’, he continued unperturbed. A hush filled the room before he continued. ‘I didnt know what I would do or how I would bring up our little girl on my own. I brought her back here to my family home where my parents helped until they passed away. Not only was Electra born with red hair but she looked like she had a shock that caused her hair to frizz. Her grandmother named her. Over time her hair lost its frizz but the name stuck. Her hair still reminds me of her mother.’

He stood and left the room, closing the door quietly behind him.

The girls remained speechless. Electra climbed off the bed and placed the popcorn on her desk before anyone spoke.

Sandy followed Electra and stood behind her, hesitating before speaking. ‘Youve never told me the real story. Why wouldn’t anyone like the true story about your family and this house?’

Electra turned; her eyes glistened with tears. ‘I wish I knew my mother but I do know a lot about her. Dad and my grandparents made sure I knew everything about her. Every birthday I tell my pirate story so I dont get sad. I guess I didnt realize, until today, just how sad my dad gets.’

The girls gathered around their friend for a group hug. ‘Your family sounds wonderful,’ Sandy exclaimed. ‘Your family home is beautiful. Why dont we ask your dad to show us around?’

Electra smiled and wiped her eyes. ‘Thats sounds like a great idea. Maybe well find some pirate ghosts or some lost treasure’, she added with a giggle. She took Sandy by the hand and led the girls from her room in search of an adventure.

穢 Chrissy Siggee

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Carlas Big Chance

Carla answered her mobile phone after the second line of her special ringtone “Nobody Weird like Me”, Traviss favourite song. ‘Hi, Travis. Whats up?’

‘Not much, I just wanted to see what my baby sister was up to.’

‘Oh fine, I guess. I just wish Dad would ease up on me.’

Travis chuckled. ‘Still skipping classes?’

‘You know I hate school, Travis. Why do I need an education to be in movies? Its’ Carlas voice trailed off.

‘I know, Sis. You just want to hit the big time now.’

‘Yeah, as if thats going to happen when Im in a stupid Math class or something. What have you been up too?’

‘I had a few minutes. Just wanted see how my kid sister was doing before I ironed my uniform, polished my buckle and shine my boots. You know how it is.’

It was Carlas turn to chuckle. ‘OK, have fun at boot camp. Dont let them catch you with your mobile phone.’

Carla rested back on her pillows and sighed. She missed Travis; missed his loud music and after school visits with her to the youth centre to play snooker when she was supposed to be doing homework.

Her phone buzzed. ‘Hello,’ she answered without checking the caller ID.

‘Hey, Carla, you up for some fun?’

It was Toni, a girl shed met a few weeks ago at the youth centre. Toni wanted to be a model and Carla liked her right off.

‘What kind of fun?’ Carla answered half-heartedly.

‘Remember Kevin?’

‘Yeah, hes the nerd that was playing chess at the youth centre. Goes to that snooty school off Main Street.’

‘Yep, thats him.’ Toni sounded excited. ‘Hes making a video for his school. Kevins uncle is on the school board and has heaps of money and some neat video equipment. He likes Kevins script and wants to enter him in a junior filmmakers competition in Hollywood!’

‘So, whats that got to do with me?’

‘Kevin needs a couple of girls to do some acting for him.’

Carla sprang from her bed. ‘Youre kidding! When?’

‘Were meeting them at the youth centre in half an hour.

‘Im on my way.’ Carla ended the call. This could be the break Im looking for. If Kevin wins the competition, Toni and I could be on our way to Hollywood.

It took less than a minute for Carla to see Toni talking to Kevin near the snooker tables. They were talking to another young guy who was leaning against a soda machine. Carla smiled at the handsome young man. He reached out to shake her hand. She was mesmerized by his presence.

‘Hi Carla.’ Kevin broke the spell. ‘My uncle is waiting for us at his home. Were doing the video there.’

Kevins uncles house was a few blocks from the youth centre. On the way Kevin explained his script. ‘Its a film Im doing for my photography and visual effects class. My uncle offered to help with his equipment.’ He laughed. ‘He doesnt trust me with his precious stuff.’

They arrived at a huge two-story house surrounded by an immaculate garden. They climbed the front stairs and Kevin unlocked the door.

Carla was elated as she stepped into the impressive entry. She looked beyond an archway where two video cameras and a still life camera were set up on tripods facing a sofa a sofa covered with cushions and satin sheets. Toni grinned at her and winked. The boys walked on past the girls and headed to one of the cameras and began to adjust some dials.

‘Whats going on, Toni? Wheres Kevins Uncle?’ Carla began to panic.

‘Who needs his uncle? They have the equipment and we have the opportunity of a lifetime right here.’

Steve returned to Carlas side and skimmed his index finger down her cheek and flicked her hair. ‘Hey Carla, dont fret. Isnt this what you wanted? Glamour! Fame! Its worth a hundred bucks.’

Carlas heart raced and her breathing quickened. With one sudden movement, she turned and ducked through the still open front door. She raced up the path and onto the street turning her head to see the three of them standing outside. They were laughing at her. Carla gasped and began to run.

When Carla was sure she hadnt been followed, she slowed her pace. Tears and sweat streamed down her face. She drew in deep breaths and swallowed repeatedly trying to regain control before returning home. Maybe I should wait a few years before I think about Hollywood. She wiped her brow with the sleeve of her sweater and wished for some big brother advice.

‘Im home,’ Carla called from the front room. ‘Ive got an assignment due. Ill be in my room.’

‘OK,’ her mother called back. ‘Well be eating at seven. Im running late.’

Carla entered her bedroom and closed the door. She took her mobile phone from her pocket and hit Traviss speed-dial. Taking a deep breath she struggled to fight back more tears.

‘Hey Sis, you just caught me. Whats up?’

穢 Chrissy Siggee

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Out of the Shadows – Jenna’s Secret (the book)

  Out of the Shadows Jennas Secret

JennaFinalFrontCoverIs the story of a girl who, at the brink of going too far, learns from her mistakes and from witnessing the devastating effects to those who crossed the line.

Note: Out of the Shadows – Jenna’s Secret was first published in 2009 and reprinted in 2018 with out-dated language revised for the modern teen reader.

The original cover design by Debbie Sickler, USA has been given a brighter appearance.

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