Other Sides of the World! Chapter Seven: Confessions.

Previous Chapters:

Chapter One: Arrivals.

Chapter Two: Encounters.

Chapter Three: Altercations.

Chapter Four: Friendships.

Chapter Five: Reservations.

Chapter Six: Illusions.

Lachie Boyle sat opposite his sister at the dinner table that evening wondering if he should tell her about the visitor earlier that day. Hamish eyed his son curiously, knowing that something was bothering him, but continued to attack his pork chop with his knife and fork. Eventually the curiosity got the better of him and he slammed his cutlery down noisily. "Awright son, whit's the matter eh?" he leaned his elbows on the table and clasped his hands together.

"Nothin'!" Lachie mumbled and pushed his peas around his plate guiltily.

"C'moan, get it aff yer chist eh?"

"Naw Da, no the noo!" Lachie dropped his fork and pushed his chair away, standing abruptly he excused himself and left the room.

"Right that's it!!!" Hamish growled and followed his son out.

Other Sides of the World! Chapter Six: Illusions.

Previous Chapters:
Chapter One: Arrivals.
Chapter Two: Encounters.
Chapter Three: Altercations.
Chapter Four: Friendships.
Chapter Five: Reservations.

"So it's been aboot a fortnight noo Oz!" Lachie shrugged and gave him a sympathetic smile.

"I see?" Oz returned the smile with a confused expression.

"Well, whit am tryin' tae get at is we've got a block bookin', a hen party and...we need yer room pal!"

"Oh, I see!" he nodded, looking rather disappointed he bent down and lifted his bag from under the bed.

"Whit are ye dayin'?" Lachie blinked.

"Packing, moving on, getting outta here! That's what you want right?" Lachie seemed appalled by this and pulled Oz's bag roughly from his hands.

"Naw! NAW! Well, aye! A want ye tae vacate the room aye! But Da says ye can stay wi me in ma room!"

"Oh I see!" Oz repeated and a relieved smile appeared on his handsome face. "No problem bro!" he nodded and patted Lachie on the arm.

The Shylife of Lillith Von Strunkle: Part 8.1

Generation 9

Welcome to part 8.1 of this crazy legacy! Last time on The Shylife it was Miles' special and he fell in love, grew up and fell even deeper in love! Plus he and Saul buried the hatchet, but will these two lovely boys stay friends? Hmm, so let's pick up the story where we left it eh?

Other Sides of the World: The Characters!

Hello to all who read Other Sides of the World! For those of you who've ever wondered what the characters look like, I've gone and created them! Yep I have! I intend to make the big hotel at some point as well, when I'm in the mood. So let me introduce you to the people in my twisted head...

Other Sides of the World! Chapter Five: Reservations.

Previous Chapters:
Chapter One: Arrivals.
Chapter Two: Encounters.
Chapter Three: Altercations.
Chapter Four: Friendships.

Rhona slipped out of Oz's grip and took a step back. Her heart was beating so fast it threatened to explode, what did he just say??? As she stood on the spot, her mouth wide open and her eyes wide, Oz waved a hand up and down in front of her face. "Rhona? You okay?" and when she didn't answer, his pearly white smile faded and his mouth drooped into a very sad expression indeed. "I...I thought...you liked me!" he looked down at the sand and made a small hole in it with his shoe.

"It's just..." she began as he looked up at her, with hope in his eyes.

"Yes?"

"...we've only known each other about nine days and..." she could see the desperation in his eyes as she tried to trivialise his feelings.

"So what? You don't think I know when I love someone???" he laughed sadly and jammed his hands in his pockets and looked around the Loch shaking his head and still kicking into the sand with his right foot.

Other Sides of the World! Chapter Four: Friendships.

Previous Chapters:

Chapter One: Arrivals.

Chapter Two: Encounters.

Chapter Three: Altercations.

"That's not even a word!!!" Rhona gasped with mock surprise.

"Yes it is!"

"No, it's not in the Oxford English dictionary Oswald, therefore it's not a word!"

"Bejesus is so a word!!!" Oz chuckled and widened his big blue eyes.

"Och, gi us peace will ye!!!" she muttered and shuffled her letters noisily on the rack. She always reverted back to her native Scots when Oz made her mad. "Right!" she exclaimed and placed a few letters on the board.

"Um, no!" Oz laughed even louder and shook his head.

"What?" she shrugged and took more letters out of the bag.

"I am NOT giving you THAT!" Oz crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, his lips pouting out of his beard.

Other Sides of the World! Chapter Three: Altercations.

Previous Chapters:

Chapter One: Arrivals

Chapter Two: Encounters

Rhona had only just taken off her wet clothes and dried herself off when there was a succession of huge bangs on her bedroom door, followed by Lachie's panicked voice. "Rhona??? Rhona, c'moan wee yin open the door! Maw and Da are worried sick!"

"Coming!" she called faintly and quickly threw on her pyjamas from under her pillow. Opening the door gingerly, she felt the full force of her older brother shoving it further and barging into her room. "Lachie!" she protested as he paced her floor running his large hands through his unkempt hair.

"Where did ye go??? Auntie Mary said there wiz a commotion doon at the jetty! By the time a goat there ye were gone!" he looked her up and down, then added "Why are ye aw wet?"

"I'm sorry, I fell in the Loch!" she looked down at the carpet sheepishly.

"Ye WHIT???" Lachie placed his hands on his hips and leaned forward, a look of shock on his face.

Other Sides of the World. Chapter Two: Encounters.

First chapter here: Chapter One: Arrivals

Rhona looked around the hotel bar and took in her surroundings, nothing had changed at all while she'd been away! Her bar was just as she left it! As she stocked up the fridges and turned on the gases in the cellar, she thought about her twenty sixth birthday party and Jamie's big surprise. How surprising the rest of her life with him turned out to be. Lachie appeared and plonked himself onto a bar stool, folding his arms and placing them on the bar with a dull thud sighing all the way. "What's up Lachie?" Rhona enquired as she inspected a wine glass by holding it up to one of the spotlights on the ceiling.

Other Sides of The World. Chapter One: Arrivals.

Rhona Boyle stood at the gate looking up at the extremely old building that had been in her family for over two centuries and felt a lump form in her throat. The last time she stood at this gate and walked down that little path, she was heading to the big city and to a new life, but now? As she lifted the latch and let the gate swing open, her heart felt heavy and she let the sadness she was keeping inside of her all through the long journey home out into the open. No tears, she would not cry as she walked up the path with concrete feet, dragging one in front of the other with difficulty. She would not shed a tear, she would enter that building with her head held high, with dignity and with dry eyes!