The Greatest Secret Chapter 1: Culture, an icarly fanfic | FanFiction
Yet, they never lost contact with each other. About a week prior, Sarah moved closer to Emily, it was because her husband had died. Sarah smiled as Freddie and Sam hugged each other. Emily smiled and nodded her head in agreement. Ever since then, it was a tradition to practice their culture. Your culture and all the cultures of the world…one day I would love to see all the cultures of the world. It's kind of hard to do that because I don't know everything about my country back home.
My dad left us when I was young, and my mom wasn't from India. Come to think of it, even my great grandfather was pale. By careful precision and always listening to what my son tells me that he likes. Also, I'd go with the one that he's usually around more and in the realm of his liking. This is what I really want to talk about…" Emily looked over at Sarah and raised her eyebrow.
She has no grandparents, and god knows I don't trust any of her aunts and uncles to raise her properly. I don't know when I'm going to die, but I know that I will die at some point of time, and I do not believe it's going to be before Sam is able to live on her own. Emily continued to look at Sarah, her face had only a sad expression, she didn't want to lose her best friend.
She would have to make the promise now to raise Sam up properly, but she hoped that Sarah wouldn't die too soon. I always will, no matter what. Freddie and Sam were now thirteen years old, and they had just started dating, but nobody knew it yet. Sam was now living with the Bensons, but in a separate room, her mom had died when she was only eleven years old.
It caused her to withdraw and become a bully of sorts, but Freddie always seemed to bring out the better and softer side of her. Over the years, Emily had always caught on to this, and it seemed that Freddie was always saying how much he liked Sam.
Now that they had passed puberty and begun to date, it was time to talk to them. Freddie and Sam both knew what to expect, since they both knew Emily's culture. They knew something big was going to happen when they were thirteen, and that decision would be put into effect when they made it to the age of twenty.
Freddie knocked on Sam's bedroom door and leaned against it, knowing Sam was probably getting dressed. Freddie laughed lightly and walked into the living room, seeing his mom sitting in a chair, smiling at him. He sat down on the couch and looked at his mom, wondering what she was going to say. The blonde beauty then ran into the living room, circled the couch, and plopped down next to Freddie. Emily glanced over as a minister stepped next to her chair. Now that you've hit thirteen, it is time to choose the mate for both of you. I try to follow my family's tradition, even here, so I have to choose the one my son will marry.
Emily caught this and smirked. She looked at Emily and gave a defeated sigh. I've had to watch over both of you and do a lot of homework in order to decide who I feel is someone that you will agree is right for you. I feel pretty confident in my selection as well. Sam, Freddie, if you look to the person next to you, you will meet your new spouse. Emily closed her eyes and nodded her head in reply.
I mean, for a minute there I thought you were going to choose someone I would really hate! Emily looked over and then back to Freddie.
The usual pastor at our church wont do it because where he's at…they don't approve of arranged marriage. It's a family tradition, but we live in a place of intolerance pretty much, so we have to keep the arranged marriage on the down low. Also, with all the gangs around here…they just can't know that you two are scheduled to be wed. Then she smiled and looked over at Freddie. It'll just be until the day that we can actually go public with it.
Emily chuckled lightly and handed the necklaces to Freddie and Sam. In reality, you don't have to keep them with you at all times, but it is a nice touch if you do. If you do , then make sure they're hidden…people will know what those symbolize. She placed her necklace around her neck and pushed the small ring part into her shirt. She glanced to the minister and gave him a brief smile.
I think you'll be checking in again, right? I think there's a bit of a thrill in that. Their father is highly intolerant of my culture, I've had a few heated sessions with him, actually…" Sam and Freddie both nodded their heads in understand. Emily smiled at them and tapped her chin. Yet, there was no other choice. That's the first chapter. This is going to be with the series, so I hope you like it. Bear with me since not every episode will be one chapter long. I hope you enjoyed this! Okay, look, I shouldn't have to go and edit my first chapter, but I'm going to say: I've dealt with the anonymous people constantly belittling me because of arranged marriage, yet they never have the guts to say anything with an account for me to respond to.
I've dealt with this for years. So I'm going to say this now: It puzzled her how a man as well put together as her father could take up with women that made Sam's mom look almost normal. The one that took the cake even had an all too familiar fondness for ill-fitting bikinis and poorly designed, home made tattoos. Listen, I don't want to talk about it right now, let me get changed and we can talk when we get to Luigi's".
This must be something big, we only go to Luigi's for birthdays and when I graduated from high school. The colonel's friend, Gen. Landry had accepted a position in Washington and wants to recommend Col. Shay as his replacement at Edwards. The colonel headed into his room to slip out of his uniform and into civilian attire while Carly shut off her computer and straightened up the table. The cool Italian spring made her miss home all the more. Sure, Seattle was damp and rainy this time of year, but it was her home and lately she's been missing home more and more, though she'd never tell her dad how homesick she really was and who she was homesick for.
It would surely break his heart if he found out she was just staying for his sake. All the way to the restaurant, Carly tried to read her dad with no luck. He had the perfect poker face. Was it something good or bad? He wouldn't tell her or even give her a hint. Surely it wasn't something bad. Luigi's is their celebration place after all, but she still couldn't help but worry. Spencer is OK, she had 2 emails from him yesterday and he even texted her after his date last night to let her know he thought this girl was the one. She hadn't called him back last weekend when he called and she was getting her hair done.
This is terrible, if something happened to him, she'd never forgive herself for not calling him back. No, it couldn't be something wrong with Granddad or they'd be on their way to the airport, not dinner. What could be so important? Little did she know this was the news she'd been waiting four years for, the news that they were going back to the United States for good. Shay said after shutting off the car and taking off his seatbelt.
Carly was still in her trance, trying to figure out what was going on "Carly! Landry needed to know his decision tomorrow and if Carly didn't want to leave Italy then he was going nowhere, either. Even though he was in civilian clothes and off base, his demeanor was staunch and quiet. Little did she know he was deep in his thoughts, too and very nervous about the talk he was about to have with his daughter.
How could he ask her to leave before finishing college? How could he ask her to just pick up and go again. As they took their seats and began to look at the menus, she wandered how long he was going to keep her in suspense. Once they placed their orders she couldn't take it any more.
What do you need to tell me? Seriously, Dear, you're 21 and you don't have any more patience than you did when you were Is it something bad? I just know it's something bad, but why would you bring us all they way off base, clear out here to break bad news? In fact, I think it's sort of good news. But what if she doesn't want to go back to the U. What if she's seeing someone and doesn't want to leave. No, she's not been that serious about boys lately, has she?
The colonel was more nervous than he had been in years.