A young boy recieves a mysterious watch for his birthday and his life will never be the same again.
Chapter 1
The Watch
By Jesse Rabbit
Its funny. All it takes is a second and your world can change completely. I know. Mine did. My name is Elan Owen, for reasons which should become clear sooner or later, and my life is now, officially, very strange.
It all started, the strangeness not my life, two weeks before my eleventh birthday; when my grandfather, Horace Winter (yes that Horace Winter, the billionaire mad-scientist inventor) died. You probably heard about it, it was in all the papers. So anyway, after the funeral - which for being outside in the middle of October was remarkably warm and free of rain - we, that being my parents Grace Winter (48, Mathematician) and Ethan Owen (51, Robotics Designer), my sibs Lawrence (22, third year Georgetown Law), Samantha (15, Claremont High School junior), and Pig (really Michelle or Mike, 8, pain in the butt, in training to be an Olympic Gold-medalist in Obnoxious Little Sister.) as well as my aunts (Lacy and Tricia not Tracy), my uncle Robert, and their broods (9 assorted cousins all stinky) trooped off to the office of one Byron Percival Sledge, esquire. The reason? Well said lawyer was the executor of grandpa's will and to make a long story short, all four of Grandpa Horace's children got great heaping wodges of cash (not that any of us needed it, but my parents tell me you can never have enough money). After boring all us kids for hours telling us which adult got what house, boat, plane, company, patent, lab, or whatever; Mister Sledge finally announced that Grandpa had left each of us with a present specially made of each of us and that we would each receive ours on our next birthday. Then he made each of us sign these paper's which said that none of us would contest the will or any part of it and that was that.
Now, as I said, my birthday was only two weeks later, and aside from my promised birthday present I hadn't gotten anything out of the will cause my parents said that all the money for me was going into a trust until I graduated college, ick, more school. So anyway, November first rolls around and I have this huge party which starts at like 10 in the morning and an hour and 1 minute later everyone starts singing Happy Birthday to you, with some very colorful lyrics and then by best friend Karen hits me over the head with a wiffle bat and I have to chase her around for about six hours, stopping only to eat cake and ice cream, and smash a piá±ata and have a water balloon fight, and before I know it the party is over but its okay cause I'm completely drained and very full and sleepy and everyone's gone home and I have a ton of presents to open tomorrow cause in my family we don't open presents at the party cause that will make people jealous or feel bad if I like one present more than the other and anyway they might get stolen or damaged and then I'd be upset.
So I'm just about to go to bed when there's this knock on the door and it turns out to be Mister Sledge and he's got this little box for me. Well mom says that I can open it but "then it's straight off to bed young man". I think she was just looking forward to seeing what the present was. So I let the box scan my thumb print and it pops open and there's this really cool looking watch, all shiny black and everything. So I reach out for it and as I touch it, it kinda jerks and then it like climbs my hand and slips round my wrist all on it's own. Whoa! My grandfather was so strange.
Mister Sledge explains that the watch is completely water proof and has lots of features and can only be worn by me which is so cool. He also says that it won't come off so that I don't have to worry about loosing it like I have my last two (and first two) watches. My mom asks something stoopid about how will I wash up with it on and Mister Sledge explains that the watch moves up and down my arm if I push it, so I spend like ten minutes slipping it up to my shoulder and back down to my wrist, over and over again.
Then he gives me a book that says "For Elan's Eyes Only" and has a palm scanner on the back cover. I crow with glee and dash upstairs to get ready for bed and then have to come back down, say goodbye to Mister Sledge, kiss mom and dad goodnight, and say goodnight to my evil sisters who I'm supposed to kiss but there's like not enough money in the whole world. Gah. So after my shower I slip into bed, planning on reading my instruction manual but I guess I was too tired cause the next thing I know it's morning and I have to get ready for school. So I go to my bathroom, brush my teeth, change clothes, put the dirty clothes in the hamper and get my bags and head school. It's three miles from my house so I ride my bike and Karen lives like three doors down with her dogs, Zorba and Abroz, I'm not even kidding. In fact their full names are Zorba the Greek and Arboz the Keerg. Karen's parents are sooooooo weird, but what can you expect from people born in the 1980's.
As we ride Karen teases me cause I'm now eleven years and one day old, but I point out that it's not for four hours and she grins and I'd have hit her but I can't while riding.
So everything goes like usual, school sucks, it's too easy even though I'm in all advanced classes and have skipped two grades and I can't wait till I get home so I can open my presents. So I'm at lunch, I have first lunch which is at 10:30 and my watch starts beeping at me. So I look down and it says 10:55 and then the time screen clears and it says, I kid you not, "Quietly go to the bathroom, Alone. Tell no one about this message." So I do, cause this watch is from my grandpa and he was nuts but never hurt anyone, that I know off. So I get my bag, tell Karen I'll see her in last period and go to the bathroom.
When I get there it's 10:59 and when I look at the watch it has a little countdown going. The face clears long enough to print "Go into a stall, lock the door, sit down and whatever happens don't scream." Scream? Huh? What the? I do as the watch says, really confused now, and wait, I have only 30 seconds left when I realize that this must be some kinda surprise from my grandpa cause in 25 seconds I'm going to be 11 and 1 day. So I relax, big mistake… huge… but I don't know what I could have done to prevent it at that point. So the watch beeps 11:01 and for eleven seconds plays happy birthday while tingles rush through my body. I mean real tingles, like sticking your finger into an electrical socket tingles. And then it happened. My body kinda wriggled inside and changed. And that was it. I looked down at myself and shrugged, "Scream? What for?" Then I saw the watch face and it said "Change Complete".
"Change? What change?" I got up and my hair fell down around my shoulders… which was really strange cause my hair was short, like only 4 inches long. I unlocked the stall door, ran over to the mirrors and gasped. My hair was long, really long, like girl long. And My ears had little holes in them, two in each lobe, and my nose and chin were slightly slimmer, and my eye brows thinner, and my lips just a touch fuller. And my adams apple was gone, you know, that bump in your throat? Gone, completely gone, I even felt for it. I nearly jabbed myself in the throat when I realized that my nails were longer, not that much, just about an eight of an inch past the finger tips. It was then that I had a horrible thought and ran back into the stall, locked the door again, and pulled down my pants and underwear in one motion, and then I screamed, even though the watch had told me not to. I just had to, I mean you would have too, if you had suddenly found out what I had just found out. "It's gone," I whispered, and it was. I sat down on the seat, breathing hard and fast. It was true, I was a girl.
To be continued in part 2 - The Girl in Boy's clothing.
Elan, his family, friends, and Story are copyright 2002 Jesse Rabbit. Feel free to distribute as long as you do it for free. Anyone who wants to adapt this into any other medium (Like a movie, hint hint) should leave me a comment with an email addy. :P Thanks and enjoy.
Comments
Wonder Watch—Intriguing Start
Great beginning. This looks like it is going to be a fun story.
Gabi
Gabi.
Now It Will Be Interesting To See Just Why
The watch did what it did.
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
Been waiting...
A long time for this, can I hope its done now?
Its a good story either way but I've kind of wanted to read it all before now. :(
JC
The Legendary Lost Ninja
Jesse Rabbit
Is back and has asked me to migrate E.O. to Topshelf. We can hope she intends to resume where she left off. Other authors have taken long hiatuses in the middle of stories so let's hope and encourage Jesse. I'll be re-posting one chapter a day of this delightful tale.
- Erin
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
Including me...
I know. :(
Just this was soooooo good. :D
JC
The Legendary Lost Ninja
And where was
my watch when I was growing up? Hmmm? Oh well, I guess I'll still settle for me now. This is very good, and full of images that the reader can actually see. It's like role playing, because the reader can see Elan in the restroom, looking at the changes that happened to him ... oops ... her, like the reader was right there, and was actually Elan. A watch like that is a young tg's dream.
Thanks for sharing.
Be strong, because it is in our strength that we can heal.
Love & Hugs,
Barbara
"With confidence and forbearance, we will have the strength to move forward."
Love & hugs,
Barbara
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."
If the watch changes him
If the watch changes him into her in private, does it also make all her friends and family only see her as a girl originally? If not, how does she explain all this to others? Interesting story and I am looking forward to seeing how it all turns out. J-Lynn
Great style,
a charming voice that creates humor not from funny things happening but just in how it tells its tale, describes things, with those kidlike run-on sentances and a flair for hyperbole; And then cranks up to
full blast when something funny does happen .............. And speaking of cranks (or the absence thereof), was Grandpa Madscientist acting on some pre-existing GID of Elan's in creating this gift, or just decided to provide him a learning experience, like it or not? Guess we'll find out...
~~~hugs, LAIKA
What borders on stupidity?
Canada and Mexico.
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What is
What is GID? and thank you Laika for your wonderful analysis.
Gender Identity Disorder
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
= Give everyone the benefit of the doubt because certainty is a fragile thing that can be shattered by one overlooked fact.
GID
It's a somewhat problematic term for me, when I think of some of the ramifications
of defining oneself diagnostically ("Hi, I'm a disorder!"). I use it because it's SHORT,
& not in a real clinical sort of sense. I think Gender Identity Dilemna might be more apt...
~~~hugs, Laika
What borders on stupidity?
Canada and Mexico.
.
Hilarious
I've read the story before (as far as was finished) on Sapphire's Place. It's one of the most hilarious stories I've ever read, even if you probably wouldn't think so based on this first chapter. The only one I can remember that might compete with it in that regard is "Rules are rules".
I really do hope the story is finished, or at least progressing further.
Hugs,
Kimby
Hugs,
Kimby
Wow, Thanks!
TO all you who remember this, thanks loads, and to those for whom this is a new experience, welcome, and thanks loads. I've finished the first book, all 17 chapters of it. but wow, all those nice comments in such a short time. thank you so very much, you've really made my day.
Kool
I really liked this one. It really had a nicely funny pacing and style. I kept seeing Grandpa as the the mad-cap Christopher Loyd from the Back to the Future flicks. Just that kind of sorta functionally wild family thing. Can't wait to see more!
hugs!
grover
I am so glad to see this again!
(I thought it lost in (one of) the Great Crystal Hall Crash(es).)
Jesse has a unique and wholly engaging style, and the story sparkles with humour and invention.
Thank you, Jesse, for sharing your (considerable) gifts with us.
Don't ever feed your Aardvark honey.
A message from the future...
I remember reading this a long time ago, and I remember enjoying it greatly.
So I'm going to enjoy it again.