This is the third part of a fiction serial, in 774 words.
Kimberley.
When I didn’t get the grades to apply to Oxford, I had to settle for what I considered to be a lesser university. The University of East Anglia in Norwich had a decent reputation, nice grounds and accommodation, and it was close to the ancient city.
But it wasn’t Oxford, as my parents were always happy to remind me.
The others in my set looked shabby, to be honest. I got the feeling that most had been lucky to make it to uni at all, and were going to struggle financially while they were there. Many of them only wanted to be History teachers in the school system, nowhere near as ambitious as me.
Then I saw her. Standing out from the crowd with her cropped hair, her wide mouth looking like it was always ready to smile. She came straight over to me as I stood outside the Campus Shop. “You’re History too, I think. Call me Gabby”. Then she leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek, close to the side of my mouth. It felt like being caressed by tiny velvet pillows.
“Kimberley, and yes I’m History. I live off campus though, my parents rented me an apartment near the river in the city”. She made no comment about that. “I shall call you Kim. Kimberley is such a mouthful. Why don’t you come to the Student Union Bar tonight, meet up with some of the others?” I didn’t even drink alcohol, but found myself agreeing instantly. Then I stood and watched her as she walked off to talk to two Japanese guys.
Suddenly, I was glad that I didn’t get into Oxford.
My parents had come to England from Hong Kong just before it was handed back to China after ninety-seven. I was young so didn’t remember much about it, though I did remember how cold it was. As my mum was from England, my maternal grandparents were here too, so settling in was easy enough. Especially at a private school in Kent that my dad insisted I went to. Studying was his obsession, and he had wanted me to be a doctor. When I was more interested in History, he accepted that, as long as I did well enough to become a professor one day. Preferably at Oxford, where my mother had studied.
There was a lot of pressure, and that was when I stopped eating. Next came private therapists, followed by a stay in a facility for girls like me who wouldn’t eat. When they thought I was cured, my parents allowed me back home. Then I threw up the food they made me eat, until I thought I didn’t look fat anymore. Naturally, that affected my studies, so when the grades were too low for Oxford, my dad hardly spoke to me. That didn’t stop him buying a flat for me to live in, next to the river in Norwich. He would sell it once I graduated, and no doubt make a good profit.
I told the others he rented it for me. I never wanted to boast about how rich he was. I even bought a second-hand bicyle to use to commute to uni.
Sitting in the bar that night, I was introduced to Ben. He seemed nice enough, though a bit of a doormat. He was obviously crazy about Gabby, but I could understand why. Then Gabby went over to the back, and returned with a hideous fat girl. Her legs were wobbling as she walked, and her boobs were repulsively huge, like cow udders.
After a few seconds, I thought looking at her was going to make me physically sick, so I pretended I had to talk to someone. I picked a guy who looked like a member of the Taliban, and asked him where the toilets were. Anything not to have to stay at that table.
Compared to most of my set, I did really well that first year. Not as well as Gabby of course. She excelled, making us all look like we were struggling. When they all went home at the end of the year, I stayed in the city. It was very clear I wasn’t wanted back in Kent. Besides, my dad was in America on business, and mum was busy writing her seventh novel.
So it was a surprise to see Gabby one morning, as I walked past the football stadium. She was crossing the road, carrying two bags of groceries. I ducked back so she couldn’t see me, and my stomach was fluttering as I watched her walking away.
Could this really be love I was feeling?
Such an interesting mix of characters! I know Fraggle would prefer a lot of dead bodies but I’m thrilled with this scene! xxoo, C
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Thanks Cheryl. The characters are lining up for their parts in this story.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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As Darlene said some great character development, Pete am interested to see where this leads x
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Thanks, Carol. At least there are no murders this time. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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I am enjoying the way she remains a cipher who allows each person to project onto her. Well done.
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Thanks, Elizabeth. The story remains intertwined with five main characters throughout. Gabby, Ben, Mikki, Kim, and Andy.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Yes this is going to be an interesting collection of people!
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One more character in part four, then the story begins to unwind. 🙂
Best ishes, Pete.
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As others have commented, you are doing a great job setting the groundwork here, Pete. They’re all going to be fighting for Gabby’s affection.
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Thanks, Pete. There may well be others fighting for that affection too.
Best wishes, Pete.
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(1) Kimberly is such a mouthful. And so is Benedict…in bed.
(2) “Then she leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek, close to the side of my mouth. It felt like being caressed by tiny velvet pillows.” Actually, those were soggy pillow mints. Gabby likes to clench them between her lips so that she can moisten them with her tongue.
(3) Suddenly, Kim was glad that she didn’t get into Oxfords. Brogues were a lot better fit.
(4) Kim is half Chinese. So is Berley.
(5) Kimberley refuses to eat food. In fact, she’s lost so much weight that she looks like a skeleton. She needs to bone up on the importance of nutrition! (But at least she has a nice collection of chopsticks that have never been used.)
(6) Kim bought a second-hand unicycle to use to commute to bi(ology).
(7) Cows are proud of the size of their udders. To denigrate them by comparing human boobs to them is udderly shameful.
(8) When Kim walked past the football stadium, Gabby came up to her and said, “Your eyes look like little American footballs!”
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I apologise to all cows for ‘udder-shaming’ them, David. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I have met several people with Kim’s kind of parents. Warmest regards, Theo
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Me too. I based hers on some I met.
Best wishes, Pete.
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this reminds me of Agatha Christie (one of my fav mystery writers), as you begin to introduce us to the characters and set the scene. great so far –
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Thanks, Beth. This is one of my ‘gentler’ serials. It has no murders, but it does have ‘other crimes’. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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can’t wait to see it all unfold
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You are good in creating characters, which could play different roles in future, Pete! xx Michael
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Thanks, Michael. You get the plan! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I agree, Michael!
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:-))
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She’s recruiting quite a range of characters…for what purpose? And is she really so smart. I am very leery of people who are so perfect especially when they ingratiate themselves with everyone…..I’m definitely hooked.
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Good to hear that, Carolyn.
Best wishes, Pete.
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well it was attraction
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Gabby appears to be attractive to everyone.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Blimey!
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A good choice of word, Sue.
Best wishes, Pete.
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😊😊
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I’m trying to tie this all in the the title, but non of it sounds right yet. Maybe Gabby does go missing, but then…I’ll keep on thinking 🙂
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Ha, now I read the full title, not just the missing bit 🙂
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I can’t see any confusion about the title, mate. She is missing! (Eventually) This is the background to that. 🙂
Cheers pete.
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I soon realised this, I was looking at the picture, not the title 🙂
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Gabby seems to be having untoward effects on much of the student population!
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Well, three of them so far. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I’m not with it today… can’t stay awake long enough.
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Some great character development here. I´m really liking this story.
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Thanks, Darlene. There is another character arriving tomorrow.
Best wishes, Pete.
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