Thought There Was Nothing To It [cont'd from pwv1]

[sophie]

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Life with her parents had been a tough one, especially when she was young. She had to be smart, had to be obedient, and had to always follow the rules. At a young age, Sophie had begun walking earlier and talking earlier than most toddlers her age. Her parents made sure that she excelled at everything she did, otherwise she wouldn’t be allowed to do anything. If she didn’t get straight A’s, then they would not give her an allowance. Though she didn’t actually get the allowance herself. It actually went into a savings account her parents had set up for her when she was born. She wasn’t allowed to touch the money, at least not until she was 20 that is. So from age 2 Sophie always did her best, and when her best wasn’t enough she did better. There was no room for error, no room for mistakes. She had to be perfect, her parents demanded it of her. She always seemed to be the best student, and one of the smartest in all of her classes. In fact she got pushed up a grade level because she was too advanced for her age group.

By age 5 Sophie was already doing things that most of the kids her age hadn’t even thought of. She was taking dance classes, piano lessons, riding lessons, violin lessons, and gymnastics. She was young, so she thought she was so lucky that her parents had her in so many things. Her parents spent so much money on all her lessons and all of the things she needed for them. She didn’t realize then exactly what her parents were doing for her. Sure they were making her a better person, teaching her polite manners and such. She was one of the most well behaved children, it actually astounded her teachers. She didn’t throw tantrums, didn’t get angry, and was always polite. Most parents were actually envious and would always ask her parents how their daughter was so perfect.

It wasn’t until she was 12 and her mother was still forcing her into dance classes, language classes, bass lessons, and cooking classes that she began to resent her parents. She wasn’t allowed to have a social life and hang out with other girls her age. In fact if she even mentioned a boy’s name at home, she would be scolded. She wasn’t allowed to talk to boy’s, it was inappropriate as far as her parents were concerned. She couldn’t go to school dances, couldn’t go to the mall to hang out. She was far too busy with lessons and school work to have time for friends anyway. So even when she got older and prettier, and the boys wanted to talk to her, she had to give them the cold shoulder. It was completely unfair in her eyes, because her brother started dating at 14 years old.

No matter how much Sophie wanted a normal life, it seemed that it just wasn’t her destiny. Though, when she was finally old enough, she got as far away from her family as possible. She still didn’t have a normal life, being completely alone and talking to horses. Most people that ever saw her tended to stay away from her, especially when she sat in the stall with Chaz and had a conversation with him. Sure she wanted friends, but she was rather shy when it came to new people. She didn’t really know how to talk to people or socialize. But she did her very best, and was slowly beginning to come out of her shell. She had even been able to get a job as a waitress at the local ice cream parlor. It was a nice place and the owner was one of the sweetest old women she had ever met. Sophie fit in perfectly, and was slowly blooming into a great waitress. Though it would take some time before she became as good as her co-workers.

She was happy living here at Pinewood, and figured that things could only get better. Though, seeing the dog and stepping into the pond weren’t exactly looking up for her. The boy seemed to be perfectly comfortable around the dog, which made her feel rather silly. She couldn’t help smiling as the boy said something about making friends. ”Well I suppose your right. You’re a smart little guy, aren’t you?” she said, grinning at the boy. He was very cute and obviously really liked talking to people. To her it was dangerous, but then again to her a lot of things were more dangerous than they should be. Like the dog that was patiently sitting by the young boy’s side. She found the canine a dangerous threat, but the boy obviously saw him as his guardian and friend. The little blonde child was one of the cutest little boys she had ever seen, which made her wonder where his parents were. Though he had the dog acting as his guard, his parents should really be close by.

When the man had come over, she couldn’t help but first notice the little girl he held in his arms. She was just as adorable as the little boy, with beautiful blonde hair as well. When she questioned him about the boy being alone with the dog, she felt sort of silly. Normal people didn’t have her fear of dogs and considered them family members. She seemed to be the only person who saw the dangerous, aggressive side to them. Her brow raised as the man informed her that the dog was in fact a police canine. ”So are you on the police force?” she asked curiously. The man looked young, most likely very close to her age. Her brown eyes glanced down at Chuck and she gave the young boy a soft smile before returning her attention to his father. Or was the man even his father? She shouldn’t really assume that he was, which now made her even more curious. But she wasn’t sure if she should ask, after all he probably had things to do and someone to go home to.

[Charlie Parker]

With strict parents came at least one rebellious kid, and the one just so happened to be Charlie... of course, Sebastian Kings was likely largely to blame for that. Seb was a rebel child right from the start... and when the Parkers moved to town, it didn't take long for the only two boys on the block to become allies in warding off the cootie infested girls that surrounded them on all sides. At the time, Charlie's parents so no problem with it. Boys would be boys, and Charlie was the oldest, so it had to just be a phase he was going through... they learned the hard way. Yes, boys will be boys, but little boys become teenagers... and we all know that the main purpose in life of a teenage boy is to make life absolutely miserable for everyone... right?

The older Charlie got, the more he rebelled against his strict parents, and the more they tried to rein him in, the worse things got. He was possibly the worst older brother on the face of the earth, and that was no understatement. His mom would often force him to take his little brother along when he and Sebastian hung out, and of course, Charlie and Sebastian would agree to take him... then promptly dump him somewhere like the roller rink while they went and got drunk at some party with all their friends. He always got caught because Chase always told his parents, but as before mentioned, he was a teenage boy and as such there was no such thing as "lesson learned" in his world.

When he started high school, it was quickly discovered that that cute curly haired kid with a knack for getting in trouble was secretly a genius. He finished his work so quickly and got so bored that they put him in an accelerated program (yes he was given grief for it by his friends) and he finished high school at 16 and entered into the police academy shortly after that... I know, you're thinking that makes no sense. The rebel child in the police academy? He had always been fascinated by guns and such as most boys were, so he brought up being a cop to his parents who strongly disapproved... it was too dangerous... so he did it just to spite them. Odd, yes, but Charlie would do anything to displease his parents at that point in his life. During that time Charlie went through a lot of broken bones, beer cans, and women, and almost always felt like he was at the top of his world. He was living every guy's dream. Play with guns, drink beer, get laid... what could be better?

Obviously, since then he had severely mellowed out. Parenthood seemed to do that to people... so did getting shot and watching your partner and horse get run over by some idiot who had something against cops. Now he was the responsible one. The last time he got laid was probably... almost two years ago when he was still engaged to Hayley and she got pregnant with Melody. The last time he got drunk... just after Hayley left, and only once before he started pretending to have put it behind him and that he was fine. He still used a gun on a regular basis, but it wasn't really quite as fun as it used to be when he was younger and much more stupid.

He was just about to answer the girl's question regarding whether or not he was on the police force, but Chuck beat him to it. My daddy's the chief of all the policemen!

[/s] he said proudly, completely oblivious to the fact that he wasn't really chief of all the police... just the few that were in Pinewood. The little boy was practically beaming when he looked up at Charlie then back to his new found friend. He gets to fight bad guys like batman does. I'm gonna be just like him when I'm all growed up.[/s] Chuck was fully aware that Charlie wasn't his real dad, since he was old enough to understand that when Charlie first came into his life, but that made no difference to either one of them.

Charlie could have corrected Chuck on his mistake, but he decided to just let it be. There was no harm in a six-year-old idolizing his dad in that way. So he just smiled and shook his head slightly, waiting for Chuck to finish his excited chatter. He's the leader of my three person fan club. Charlie said, jokingly of course. The public had elected him to the position, but that didn't mean they liked him. People tended to dislike the police just because they did their job of keeping the peace and protecting people, so naturally Charlie wasn't Pinewood's most favorite person. Those who knew him liked him, but the vast majority saw him as that guy who gave them a ticket last week. Of course, Chuck would probably always be Charlie's biggest fan, and that was how it should be.[/center][/size]