Hey everyone! Hope you're all enjoying your weekend. Thanks for the comments yesterday on L is for Luke.
Today, on day thirteen of the A-Z Challenge, I'd like to introduce you to one of my three main protagonists, Maggie, and present you with the opening chapter of my novel.
Enjoy.
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Maggie
entered the café, glad to find it relatively quite despite the rush
of customers. Her migraine was still pounding, but she needed to
study. Going to the library after biology class had been a terrible
idea. Everyone had been chatting loudly, and she couldn't understand
why Mrs. Robinson, the librarian, hadn't thrown them out for making
so much noise.
Maggie
approached the counter and the waitress greeted her with a cheery
smile.
"What
can I get for you hon?"
"Ham
salad and an orange juice please."
"Sure
thing. I'll bring it out when it's ready."
"Thanks,
I'll be right here."
Maggie
hopped up onto one of the stools at the counter. She didn't like
sitting at the little tables, she found being perched by the counter
was quieter.
She
took out her biology textbook and a packet of painkillers. She knew
her father wouldn't approve of her taking more paracetamol so soon,
but the ones she'd taken two hours ago had done nothing to ease her
throbbing head. She swallowed them down dry, the pain too intense to
wait for her drink to arrive.
"Look
at that arse. That's one fine arse."
'Ugh.
What a pig!'
Maggie's
temples pulsed and she pressed her fingers to her forehead. She knew
she should go home and rest, but her biology exam was tomorrow and
she didn't want to let her father down. He was so proud that she
wanted to become a doctor like him.
"Three
across. Roman Tyrant. Eight letters."
'That's
easy, it's Caligula.'
Maggie
loved crossword puzzles. She would have gladly joined the woman who
was sipping tea if she didn't have so much studying to do.
The
waitress arrived with Maggie's lunch, and placed it on the counter in
front of her.
"There
you are. That's four-forty-five, please."
Maggie
took her purse from her college bag and handed the waitress five
coins.
"Keep
the change."
The
waitress beamed and toddled off.
Maggie's
eyelids twitched, and she willed the painkillers to kick in.
Now
that her lunch had arrived, Maggie found she wasn't all that hungry.
She pushed the salad aside, took a sip of her juice and stared down
at the pages of her text book.
The
letters swam in front of her. She couldn't focus long enough for them
to make sense.
"Delicious.
Delicious. Deeelicious."
'Surely
a man of that age doesn't need to comment aloud on his food.'
Maggie
wondered how the waitresses put up with all this inane chatter. The
café had been quiet when she'd entered, but now everyone was
talking.
Her
head ached and her vision blurred. Had the optician made a mistake
when he'd fitting the new lenses in her glasses last week?
"Ohhh
baby you're my world. Ohhh girl I love you for eternity. Ohhh darlin'
if you'd only be with me. Oh honey I'd give you everything … Ah,
AJ's voice is so dreamy."
'Oh
great! Now someone's signing, badly, to the radio. And really, do we
need a running commentary?'
Trying
to block out the noise, Maggie picked up her textbook. Her hands were
clammy and shaking and it slipped from her fingers.
Why
couldn't she just get a little bit of peace and quiet?
"Juliette
veux-tu m'épouser? Juliette me fera l'honneur de devenir ma femme?
Juliette, tu m'as chapelle de mariage, maintenant."
'This
is just getting ridiculous! I need to study!'
"SHUT
UP! Just everyone shut up!"
The
café floor shook as Maggie screamed at the other patrons. Her
glasses shattered and slipped from her face. She clutched desperately
at her head as tears streamed down her cheeks.
The
room blurred and her vision darkened. Her eyelids twitched and her
head exploded with pain.
A
concerned waitress rushed over, as Maggie went deathly white and
collapsed to the floor.
Maggie
slowly blinked open her eyes. She squinted at the harsh overhead
lights stinging and compounding the pain in her head.
She
was on the floor with the waitress leaning over her with concern.
"Wh
… what happened?"
Her
tongue felt thick and her head was groggy. It was like the morning
after the Christmas father had allowed her to drink a glass of wine
with dinner.
"I
think you had some sort of fit. You were holding you head, and
screamed for everyone to shut up. Then you just collapsed."
"The
noise. So much noise. How do you stand it all day?"
The
waitress gave Maggie a pitying look.
"If
you think that was loud you wouldn't want to be in here when all the
builders knock off. Here, why don't you have a glass of water. The
ambulance will be here soon."
"I
don't want to go to the hospital. I can't. My exam!"
"Poor
girl, putting so much pressure on herself. She'll end up killing
herself if she keeps on like this."
Maggie
blinked in shock.
"How
much I study is none of your business, thank you very much."
Despite
Maggie's mumbling the waitress looked taken aback. "I … I'm
sorry. I didn't think I'd said that out loud."
Embarrassed
the waitress stood and walked away, going to check if the ambulance
had arrived.
Alone
now, Maggie tried to work out what had happened. Her head hurt so
much, it felt like her brain was trying to force its way out of her
skull.
Even
though some of the customers had left, their chatter seemed louder
than before.
The
man in the far corner was still reciting French as he slowly stirred
his cappuccino. Did no one else think he was insane practising
marriage proposals aloud in a café?
It
felt like an excruciatingly long five minutes before the ambulance
came to a screeching halt in the car park.
The
paramedic entered the café and quickly surveyed the scene.
"What's
happened here?"
Looking
completely bewildered the waitress met the paramedic's gaze and said,
"Honestly, I don't know. It was the lunchtime rush, we were
filled with customers. This girl came in, ordered a ham salad and a
glass of orange juice, and sat there while she flicked through this
book."
"I
can speak for myself, thank you."
Maggie
blinked and snatched up her copy of Advanced
Biology as the paramedic approached.
He knelt beside her,
opened his medical bag and withdrew a penlight.
He monitored Maggie's pulse, before pulling back her eyelids to look
at her pupils.
The
waitress continued to waffle, "No one was talking because they
were busy eating. The only sound was the clatter of cutlery and the
radio. Out of nowhere she stood up and yelled at everyone to shut up.
She looked crazed, probably like I do when I have a migraine and the
kids are screaming. It was really weird. The whole room shook when
she shouted. Then she just collapsed."
Maggie
looked between the paramedic and the waitress. Was the woman crazy?
The noise had been unbearable. She wanted to tell the paramedic this,
but she couldn't find the words.
She
opened her mouth to speak and her head protested in agony.
"This
is the second case in a fortnight. The college needs to realise what
pressure they're putting on their students."
"This
has nothing to do with the college!"
The
paramedic was startled. "I didn't say that it did."
"You
did. I heard you."
"What's
your name, sweet heart?"
"Maggie
Brennan. But what's that got to do with
anything?"
The
paramedic took in Maggie's coppery hair that was tied into a loose
pony tail, and her green eyes.
"You're
Magdalene aren't you? Doctor Brennan's daughter."
"Yes.
Is my father on duty? Take me to him and he'll sort all of this out."
"Okay.
But you need to get checked over by someone else too."
"Sure.
Just take me to my father please."
The
paramedic helped Maggie to her feet, and as he did so she noticed the
name badge pinned to his chest. According to the plastic plaque he
was called George. The waitress scrambled on the floor to retrieve
Maggie's broken glasses, then handed them to the paramedic.
When
Maggie was safely loaded into the ambulance George turned to the
waitress.
"Thanks
for calling us. You actions today have probably saved her life."
"Will
she be okay now?"
"It's
too early to tell. Given that you called us right away her chances
are good."
The
waitress said a silent prayer as she watched the ambulance drive
away.
Inside
the ambulance Maggie slipped out of consciousness once more.
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Great work! I love how this scene has expanded,but also tightened since I first saw it! Maggie is a great character! :D
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed what is probably your tenth re-read of this chapter! LOL I'm both amused and shocked that this scene has been expanded and tightened. :D
DeleteThanks for the comment! :D
LOL, no doubt I will get to read it over again before the story is complete! ;)
DeleteLOL No doubt! :D
DeleteLook forward to the rest of your challenge run…can’t believe we’ve had 14 days already!
ReplyDelete--Damyanti, Co-host A to Z Challenge April 2012
Twitter: @AprilA2Z
#atozchallenge
Thank you. :D Yeah, the two weeks have flown by.
DeleteGreat job! Definitely a good first chapter!
ReplyDeleteThank you. Glad you liked it. :D
DeleteWow !! Maggie can hear peoples' thoughts !!
ReplyDeleteThere was a vampire show where the waitress could read peoples' minds .. That's a gift and a curse all at the same time !
Wow ! Maggie can hear peoples' thoughts ! That's a gift and a curse all at once. I suffer from migraines and it would drive me insane if I could everyones' thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting. Yes, being able to read people's thoughts would be quite a curse. Not to mention the migraines too!!
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