Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

[White Rabbit]

I was listening to Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds the other day and thinking about how much it rocks, when I conjured up this story....

Foreword: I tend to like forewords. Anyways, the way I interpreted this song was kind of like Alice in Wonderland. Like, a stranger going into a world that’s completely different than her own. If you have read Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, you’ll see that this is a bit like it, with my own little twist. Twists are fun. *Twist and shout!* Also, you’ll find a bunch of the names are the names mentioned in Beatles songs, and not just Lucy. That made it kind of fun.

That one particular game of family soccer was a strange one, I’ll never forget it. It was a pretty good game, too, it was five to six, dad, Michelle and I in the lead against mom, her sister Julia and her other sister, Lizzy, who was visiting home from England. It was July 6 at the yearly family reunion. My little cousins, Robert and Sally, brought their new kitten so all the younger kids were obsessed with it, while the teenagers got to sit around and talk amongst themselves instead of entertaining the little kids. I decided to play soccer with Michelle.
I was taking a water break. I had completely forgotten where I had put my water, so I started searching around for it, under tables, behind the backstop, near the grill, I still couldn’t find it. My water bottle is very hard to miss, its lime green with stickers of bright green and pink Rikki Tikki flowers. But finally, I found it, behind some bushes. I was just about to pick it up, when someone called me.
"Rita!" someone called. The voice didn’t sound familiar. I grabbed the water bottle and stood up, looking for the voice. "Rita… My lovely Rita…" the voice sang. After a while, I found the voice.
"You rang?" I asked. There, sitting on a pad of moss of which I have never noticed before, was a girl, about my age, maybe a year or two younger.
"Come with me, Rita!" she said excitedly.
"Oh, um... okay then," I said slowly. “My family, they’re going to realize I’m gone,” I looked back towards them. Well, maybe not. They weren’t waiting for me or anything. Just out of my curiosity to see where she would take me, I went.
"Close your eyes," she said. I did so, and she took my hand and guided me.
"What’s your name?" I asked blindly.
"Lucy."
That’s when it began.

[Starkey.]

OOOOh....keep going.

[White Rabbit]

Picture yourself in a boat on a river...

I opened my eyes. I was alone, Lucy had somehow disappeared. I looked around, finally figuring it out. I was on a boat. The boat wasn’t anything special, just an ordinary fishing boat, but the water…. I looked over the edge of the boat staring at my reflection to see if I had changed at all. I hadn’t, but the water was extraordinary. At first, the water was a brilliant bright blue. It was so clear that I could see straight to the bottom of the river and watch colorful fish dart around rocks. I cautiously dipped my finger into the water, wondering what it would feel like. Starting right from my finger, then expanding through its ripple the color began to change. To purple. ‘No!’ I thought. ‘I liked it when it was blue!’ I touched again, hoping for a color other than purple, and it turned to pink. ‘Aha. It’s going in rainbow order!’ I touched it enough times to see it change from pink to red, then orange, yellow, light green, green, then to that wonderful Mediterranean Sea-looking water, so clear it could be glass. Smiling to myself, satisfies, I related into the boat and enjoyed myself.

[Paul'sbird]

this is cool

[White Rabbit]

With tangerine trees and marmalade skies...

Because I always relax looking up, the first thing I realized was that the sky was not blue. No. It was orange. ‘Aunt Lizzy’s marmalade, that’s what it looks like.’ I thought to myself. Getting up again, I looked around me, not just the water this time. There were trees on both sides of the river, some kind of fruit tree. I looked a bit more carefully. I clapped my hands in delight, no matter how stupid it seemed.
"Tangerine trees!" I said happily.

Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes....

“Rita!” someone called. “Rita, over here!” I stared at the marmalade sky and marveled at the tangerine trees a bit more, then slowly turned to the speaker. It was that Lucy girl, waving her arms about to get my attention.
“Oh, hi!” I yelled back. Suddenly, the boat docked all by itself. It just pulled up to the dock, which, by the way, seemed to appear out of nowhere, without me steering it. I hopped off next to Lucy. She whispered in my ear.
“Aren’t you going to give it something?”
“What, the boat?”
“Yes! Do you think that boats just work for free?”
“Well what do I give it? I don’t have any money.”
“What’s money?” she asked curiously.
“Never mind. What do I give it?”
“A tangerine, of course! Why else would we have all these tangerine trees on the edge of the river? This boat seems to be rather hungry, get it two.”
“Okay…” I ran to the nearest tangerine tree and grabbed two, and quickly ran back, handing them to Lucy. She looked at me curiously.
“If I gave it to him,” she said. “It would mean I’m paying, not you. Just throw them into the boat, he’ll know what to do and we’ll be on our merry way.” I tossed them into the boat. We turned away and walked together, arm in arm. I finally noticed her eyes. They were beautiful, like a pond, they kept changing and shifting around, like a kaleidoscope. I stared into them, being slightly hypnotized. Lucy was a very pretty girl, even excluding those kaleidoscope eyes. She had a small figure, slender tan arms as well as legs, though you couldn't see them well because of her long skirt. She wore a tank top; it was also very long, the fabric, which was a very pretty green, stopped at her hips. It wasn't one of those really tight tank tops, one that just hangs there. She was wearing leather Greek sandals. Her hair, which was very long, flowed down to her lower back and had little braids tied into it randomly. Also, in her hair were daisies, yellow, white and red ones. There were only a few of those, though. Her big eyes and thin lips grinned at me.
"C’mon!” She laughed. “The best part is coming up!” She ran ahead of me, the hair tossing from one side to the other at the pace she was running at. None of the daisies fell out. I chased her.
We ran and ran and ran, and strangely enough, we didn’t get tired while we were running. But as soon as we arrived to the place she was talking about, the place she called ‘The Garden’, we almost fell over panting and catching our breath. I wasn’t sore or anything, just out of breath.
“Where are we?” I asked. The scene was quite strange.
“Look up!” she called.

[lookingthroughyou]

ooh! I like it! you write awesome stories.

[Beatlemon]

It's really kewl! Keep going

[White Rabbit]

thank you all. ;D ;D

[ibrake4whales]

this is so awesome!!! please post more soon!! i like it alot!

[White Rabbit]

Cellophane glowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head…

I looked up.
“Wow…” I marveled. “Wow.”
“Isn’t it amazing?” Lucy clapped her hands.
“Yeah…”
What was above me was like no other sight. First of all, these flowers were huge. They towered way over my head and they were…shiny. Not usually an adjective you use for flowers, I know. The flowers only came in one color, yellow, and the stems were an amazing green. The flowers varied from geranium-looking flowers to very large tulips. They were so strange looking that you just had to like them.
I poked one of the stems. “Cellophane?” I asked.
“Yeah,” called Lucy, she was trying to climb up one. “They grow wild here.”
“Wild indeed!” I called back.
“Shall we move on?” She yelled down from one of the petals.

Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she’s gone.

“Yeah!” I called up to her. She looked so beautiful, standing on the petal, the slight breeze making her skirt, shirt and hair start blowing in one direction. For balance, she held onto the pistil of the flower, and for a funny, yet serious affect, she brought her hand up to her forehead so it looked like she was searching for something beyond the flowers. Lucy looked down at me and laughed, the sun shining in her eyes. Then, suddenly, she vanished. Just with a little ‘pop!’ she was gone.
“Lucy? Where’d ya go?”

[White Rabbit]

Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain…

“Luuuucy…” I called while I walked through the forest of flowers. “Where are yooou?” Lucy had been gone for a good 10 minutes now. “Hm. Where could she have possibly gone?”
“Over here!” Lucy called from somewhere in the forest.
“Lucy?”
“Yeah!”
“Jeeze, don’t leave me like that!” I spotted her by the main path.
“Follow me!” she called. Lucy began to skip. I ran to catch up with her and as soon as I reached her, began to skip as well.
“So where are we going?” I asked. She pointed ahead of us to a fountain and near that, a bridge. The fountain was exceptionally pretty, like one you’d see downtown. Like, the city didn’t want to spend a bunch of money, but they wanted some decorations and settled for a non-expensive, exceptionally good looking fountain. We crossed the bridge.

Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies…

I looked at Lucy’s feet. They were hovering a few inches off the ground. ‘Awww…” I thought. “I wish I could do that.” We crossed the bridge, and now we were surrounded by the strangest sight, even weirder than the cellophane flowers. To my left, there were a group of children playing on rocking horses. Cute, right? Yeah, but their parents weren’t as cute. Instead of feet, they had rockers.
I’m serious. Wooden rockers. Now that was just strange. ‘Not like anything I’ve seen here has been normal.’ I thought. ‘the changing water, feeding a boat, kaleidoscope eyes, cellophane flowers… not normal at all.’
I suppose the rockers for feet could be helpful. Not in many ways, but helpful. I could only think of one way. You know how normal parents (with feet) rock their babies to sleep using a rocking chair? Well, with rocking feet, rocking chairs would be nonexistent.
To my right, there was a huge sign that said:
Marshmallow Pie, 2t Each

The line leading to it was very long.
“You wanna get a pie?” Lucy asked.
“What are they?”
“Marshmallow pies—can’t you see the sign”
“I know that, but what is it?”
Lucy tried to translate it so I would understand.
“You know when you put a marshmallow in the microwave, it blows up?”
“Yeah, works quite well with Peeps.” I laughed.
“Well, you put a bunch of them in a bowl and put them in the microwave just enough so the don’t blow up, but they are melted. Just make good pie crust and there you go, marshmallow pie.”
“Oh, I see.” I looked at the line again. “The line is going to take forever.”
“Naw, I know the owner’s daughter, she’ll give up one for free quickly.”
“What’s 2t?”
“T is our currency—tangerines.”
“You know what?”
“What?”
“I’m fine without one, lets continue on.”
“Okay then.”

[White Rabbit]

Everyone smiles as you drift pass the flowers that grow so incredibly high…

"Wanna learn how to do this?” Lucy lifted her skirt a few inches so her feet, which weren’t touching the ground, would show.
“Oh, yeah!” I said. Lucy dropped to the ground.
“Go like this…” she said happily. She wiggled her shoulders, closed her eyes, and jumped into the air a few inches. She stayed in the air. “The trick is; that you have to have happy thoughts all the time you are in the air. See?” She dropped. “I thought an unhappy thought. Try it!”
I wiggled my shoulders, thought about those beautiful cellophane flowers and jumped a bit. I stayed in the air!
“I’m doing it!”
Lucy and I drifted and all of those rocking-horse people smiled at us. We crossed another bridge and into some more gigantic cellophane flowers.

Newspaper taxis appear on the shore, waiting to take you away…

That patch of flowers was near a shoreline. On the shoreline, in a neat row, were some taxis. Well, they were technically those river-taxis that you see in Hudson Bay in New York. Lucy grabbed a few tangerines and called a taxi. We bustled into the taxi and I felt the seat. Newspaper. I read one of the headlines that included a picture of Lucy:

Local Girl Saves Flower Forest

Climb in the back with your head in the clouds and you’re gone…

This river-taxi wasn’t your average boat. It was a sailboat. I love sail boats for some reason, probably because my eldest brother has taken me on a bunch of sail-boat rides. The good thing about sailboat taxis is that you can stand up while the boater is driving. I stood up and looked at the shore. There were four men… dressed in brightly colored suits…green, red, blue and pink. As we got closer, I could see that they were playing music. The ones in the green and red were playing guitars and the pink was playing at a drum set. The blue one was playing a bass guitar. I listened to the music they were playing… I could hear my name mentioned a couple of times.
“Lovely Rita, meter maid… Nothing can come between us, when it gets dark I tow your heart away. Standing by a parking meter, when I caught a glimpse of Rita, filling in a ticket in her little white book…” That’s they were singing. I laughed. Meter maid? I’m no meter maid.
I leaned up against the side of the boat, with my hair blowing behind me and my really long sleeves swaying in the rhythm of the song. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lucy go the seat next to the driver.
“That’s Rita,” she whispered. “And she’s got her head in the clouds.”

[Beatlemon]

Ooooooooooooooooohhh. I love this story!

[White Rabbit]

mmm said:

Ooooooooooooooooohhh. I love this story!

hehe thank you! Its really starting to get strange now, but thats how I interprate the song... so it works ;D

[Beatlemon]

I love weird