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She was pale, almost translucent, her cheeks were a deep red and her bangs curved over her face. Her hair was a deep brown with golden, honey blond streaks in it and it went down to about her chin which curved at the end. Her eyelashes arched gently over her lavender eyelids. Purple circles laid underneath her eyes like she hadn't slept in days. The brownish green never ending forest that was her eyes... it seemed to suck me in. Her lips were a faded salmon pink. A small silver pendant rested on her breasts and she had a stack of books in her hand.
I shook my head and turned to look at the boy beside her. He was paler than her, if that was even possible, and had the same dark circles and lavender eyelids. His black hair faded into a red at the tips and draped over his black eyes. He seemed graceful and dangerous at the same time.
I gulped and walked over to their compartment on the bus twittering my fingers nervously. I took out a colorful card from my pocket and handed it to them. No one ever dared go by these two who kept to themselves, Suzumi and Shouto.
"Your invited to my party" I squeaked out nervously.
Suzumi nodded and smiled warmly, "Thank you." She replied in a polite, dignified way. Shouto just nodded silently. I gave a nervous smile back and went to my seat on the bus where I heaved a sigh of relief, a bead of sweat that I didn't realize I had fell on my arm. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand. It was warm and wet. I really they hoped they would come to my party but at the same time I was a bit scared of how all the others would act towards them but I had already thought this out beforehand so all I had to do was follow through. The bus halted to another one of its stops and not paying attention I almost hit my face into the blue bus seat in front of me.
"Are you okay?" My friend Aoi asked.
"Fine," I murmured as I headed off the bus and into the brick building called, Hursuki High. I sighed as I swiftly glided to my locker and then homeroom where my gaze seemed to focus on Sazumi and Shouto, they were whispering to eachother and I swear I could hear some of their words. I concentrated and I could faintly hear the word, "party." I smiled confidently, but away so they couldn't see. The bell rang and the morning announcements came on, as usual and the normal clamor of students was persistent.
The day went by quickly though nothing changed much. I rushed outside and headed to the bus with my books, when I got on I sat a seat behind Shouto and Suzumi and caught on to more of what they're saying.
"Do you think you can handle it?"
"I'm not sure but the real question is can you?
"I'm positive I can!"
They're speech was quick and low so I couldn't catch much more, but now I was sure they were going to come. A new feeling of warmth washed over me as I felt confident. I still needed to do some last shopping though, but I just needed my last pay check. I worked at the local convenience store at least an hour or two after school everyday, it wasn't much but the money I got didn't go to waste.
I walked over to the convenience store when the bus stopped and brushed my hand against the familiar door as I came in. The smell of coffee and doughnuts filled the air as I came in. I walked behind the counter and put on my green apron with the hopes that time would fly by and I wouldn't have to stand around and be board for long.
More and more customers flew by and there was only 10 minutes before I could leave. The other customers faces were a blur but I could clearly see the next two customers that came in. I'm sure I looked fairly surprised though I tried to hide it. They walked around the store for at least five minutes but even though they were as quiet as mice, I couldn't help but be preoccupied with their presence.
They skimmed the store with what seemed a bored look in there eyes, even Sazumi's usual sparkle in her eyes were dimmed. She glanced at something and her eyes lit up and she chuckled a musical laugh. I couldn't help but be curious so I took a look at what she was looking at. It was a few of the pairs of plastic fangs leftover from Halloween. Her amusement to this was bewildering to me and I wished I knew what the story was behind it.
Finally they walked to the counter, I stiffened up, but I had hoped they wouldn't notice...
"Are you okay?" Sazumi asked placing her items on the table. Shouto looked at me but said nothing as usual, his eyes were a deep maroon.
I quickly snapped out of it realizing how much of a dork I must have looked, "Yah just dandy." thinking how corny that must have sounded to myself. I quickly scanned the items stopping to notice that she had taken a pair of the fangs.
She saw me glancing and quietly said, "Hmm? Will you please check us out?" Shouto glanced down at the items and looked like he was holding back a laugh. They looked at each other like they knew what they were thinking of doing and for the first time I saw Shouto smile and laugh, to me it sort of looked like he was already wearing a pair of fangs but they seemed so much more real than the ones they bought...
To this I hurried up and then they were on their way laughing all the way out the door. Still confused, I clocked out and washed my face in the bathroom. Did I see what I thought I did. I wasn't sure. I pondered this all the way home, what took me off my mind when I got there was my little sister, Raiko, she had left all her toys about and I had stumbled over one and fell flat on my face.
I grumbled and got up, a scraped my knee and went to the kitchen to bandage it. Once I was done I bent down and picked up the toys one by one, and put them away, just as Raiko had walked in. When she saw me her face went pale and she started to edge away slowly, like I wouldn't notice or something. I turned on my heels and yelled out, "Stop, right there!" Her eyes looked scared. "Now listen, next time you leave your toys about, I'm going to lock them away. You know I'm not kidding either, so watch yourself." To this she ran out of the room.
I sighed and headed upstairs to my room. I sat down at my writing desk, the party was in two days and I needed to start planning. I jotted down the food and other things and ideas for the party and folded it into my pocket. I mean I had most of it planned...in my head. Now was the follow through. I already had all the invitations out so I needn't worry about that, but there was one thing that seemed to tug at my head, like I was missing something. I shrugged it off as I pulled out homework from my backpack.
I quickly finsished,it was very simple. I put my books back in my backpack and left to go see if my Mom needed any help in the kitchen. She had carrots cut and potaoes skinned and there was a steamy pot of water on the stove.
"Hey, hun could you dice those potatoes for me, I have to run to the store to get some spices, we ran out of pepper," she said is a haste.
"Sure thing, ma." I replied.
I got the potatoes and starting cutting as my mind started to drift. hmmmm......An image flashed in my head, one that wasn't mine. A bloodied battle field with scarlet stains embedded in the dirt soil graveyard. There were only two people left alive, one cowering staring at her blood stained hands who had pointed fangs and one who looked a their prey with a pained expresson. The pained faced girl ripped a sword from the ground and I saw her mouth the words, "I'm Sorry," as a tear dripped down her cheek, the vision stopped and my eyes were wide. That's when i realized I had cut my hand. Now the potatoe was ruined but I had enough time to clean it up so my Mom wouldn't notice. I washed my hand for a long time, just thinking about that strange thought, more like vision, had occurred to me. When my hands were prune and my sister started screaming that's when I turned on the sink
I sighed and a vein in my forehead bulged. I growled out loudly as I finished up in the kitchen and slowly started walking down the hall where the shreiking became louder until i reached the source. Raiko was jumping around her room pointing to the floor, I yelled out over top of her, "BE QUIET!" When she heard me she stopped and ran behind me, eyes watery. I sighed, "What's wrong?" I turned to her my hands on her shoulders she studdered out, "S-sp, SPIDER!" She dug her face into my stomach and I put my hand on her head and stroked her hair
I sighed again. The spider was scampering away harmlessly to a corner where his web was. So I walked to a tissue box and pulled a couple out and scooped up the spider. I opened the frosty window and let him free. Raiko was standing where I had left her sniffiling.
"Is his gone?" she siffled.
"Yes," I replied calmly. I don't know why but i felt really anti-social after this and that nagging vision that appeared in my mind wouldn't settle. So I locked myself up in my room and layed out on my bed all night. Just before dawn my eyes slid shut and I was dreaming, something that was unimaginable!
I saw stories that my grandma told me about, vamire clashes. I never listened to them but they seemed so real! All of the sudden the scene showed Shouto covered in blood and Suzumi looking sad next to him. My eyes shot open and I was in a cold sweat. I got up and went to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. I swear at first I didn't see anything. Maybe I was just having weird dreams about Shouto and Suzumi because the party was tonight.
I sighed and my sister came in singing.
"Watch the cucumber
See how he moves.
Like a lion,chasing a mouse
Watch the cucumber,Oh how smooth his motions,
like butter,
on a,
bald monkey...?
watch the cucumber,
all the vegitables,
envy their friend,
wishing to dance as he,
dancing cucumber
dancing cucumber
dancing cucumber
Dance dance Yeah!
Look at the tomato
Isn't it sad?
He can't dance.
Poor tamato
He wishes he could dance like the cucumber,
free and smooth
but he can't.
OKAY STOP THE MUSIC!
What do you mean I can't dance!?!
I can dance!*sad look*
But what about Uncle Lou's Polka Prty?!?
Didn't you see me dancing at uncle Lou's Polka party?" When she noticed me she just stared and I stared back. I was totally shocked, to me a nine year old dancing around singing like a mad man is just amazing. I didn't even know she could memorize a whole song! She read my expression and laughed, "That was only part of the song" she giggled. I rolled my eyes and walked past her to my room to change. I was glad it was a Ssaturday.
I checked the time and it was almost noon, the party started at 2 and I still didn't have everything I needed. I stuffed the list into my pocket quickly and darted down the stairs avoiding a confrontation with my mom and quickly snagged the car keys, without her noticing.
I quietly jumped into the car and drove to the nearest store where I could get my items. It was such a pain because most of the stuff I had to improvise on. When I got back home my mom was waiting, oh jeeze.
"Where have you been?"she pestered.
CHAPTER END
I suck at life,
there's nothing for me to strife.
I think I really do hate it sometimes
dont count that as any crimes!
If I could be someone else
I would not choose myself.
For I am like air,
no one notices I'm there.
I might not be great,
is this just fate?
I'd hate to sit and wait.
anymuch longer and i think i'll faint.
Some people are caring,
some people are staring,
not at me.
sometimes i live life like a movie.
that doesnt prove anything about me,
i just wanted to let you know
before I have to go.
I sit in this chair at school,
swimming in a pool,
of mixed up thoughts and emotion.
I wish I had a lotion,
to smooth over the cracks in my mind.
So I might find,
The sweet sugary spot where my thoughts flourish.
The parts that were nourished,
With love that I've recieved
So I might not decieve,
myself with silly thoughts.
THE SILENCE stings my ears after being shut in the closet for over an hour. It's not that I didn't want them to find me, it's just that this is the first time I've felt at peace. What with the news going insane with all the things they try and cover up, I've made it my job to find out what other countries are writing about, trust me it isn't as easy as you think. Lots of time spent. That and studies is hard to mantain. I feel if I don't watch what the world is doing I could be at risk, of corse where ever I would be is dangerous but not in the zone of harm is safest.
If I had waited any longer I swear I would have passed out but then I had to go to the bathroom. I searched for the door, feeling up the frigid walls and grabbing ahold of the knob twisting it quietly. The light stung my eyes as I squinted and held out my other hand to shade them. Then I began to tiptoe quietly to the bathroom, when I saw that my sister acctually did fall asleep watching spongebob, so I stopped being stealthy.
So you may be thinking right now, oh joy, a boring story of a nerd girl who likes reading the news, whoopdie doo! Well this is where my life changed forever! Pay attention closly now. I walked to the kitchen and shadows danced in through the windows. I turned the faucet of the sink to get a glass of water. I drank about half and when my thirst was quenched and set it down. I had my arm on the table watching the television which was visibal from where i was standing, that's when the water in my glass caught my eye, slowly they're were little ripples forming. I bent down eye level with it to see if I was going crazy or not, and trust me I wasn't because the next thing that happend was catasrophic!
grr. i dont feel like continuing this. becuz i always like to go back and add more when i shouldnt. lol XD
Well i guess this is to you tigerlilly, you inspirered me to write this.
The Life of a Princess
Like a princess locked in a tower,
I have nothing else to do but cower.
My days are filled with nothing to do,
but sing about birds saying ca coo.
I may weep and willow, on top of my pillow.
Though no good of it will come to me.
There are no pictures for me to see,
nor any windows in this dark room.
There lays a wooden broom,
in the puddle by the fire.
There is a tier,
in my eyes,
for i can't see the sun rise.
A life of nothing without hope,
to life i almost can't even cope.
This is my fate,
which I do hate.
But here's where I'll stay
for the rest of my days.
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now I was wondering if i should finish this one?
A lonly corner, where an old man sleeps.
I walk away, as I weep.
I run from the past and go way to fast
To the street as I fall off my feet.
A car is rushing twords me
I heave a sigh in relief.
For my life is now coming to an end.
Hey there,
I’m Eli. I haven’t been on The O for very long but I like it a lot already. It’s nice to know there are others who like to write as much as I do. My brother and I are co-oping on a book. I draw too so I’m his illustrator and I help out with some of the dramatic scenes. I hope that his book really takes off when it’s finished because we’ve been working really hard on it and we talk every night.
So, I started a short story and it’s going along ok…when I have time to write on it. I was working on some editing and haven’t been able to adjust the version I posted. There are sure to be many updates when time permits. You can think of it like Jumanji meets Hellboy and the main character is an Alchemist.
I have also posted a couple of my poems that I put on wallpapers on my Deviant Art. Comment if you like. I have been writing poetry for several years now and have developed a technique that works for me. I find that that is often how most discover how they write so well.
If you have any questions of me just let me know. I’ll be glad to answer any questions!
