A.N. Well here goes nothing I suppose! First fanfic posted so please go easy!
"Lala" story "Lala" song lyrics "Lala" narrating
Disclaimer: Sadly I own nothing but my dreams and $30 Canadian... oh well...
Big Girl
The train rattled on passed the small towns. My eyes swept over the horizon from my seat by the window. My ipods headset was crammed into my ears, the last lines of Linkin Parks Numb pounding in my head. I suppressed a whimper as I thought of what lay ahead. My own journey and I was alone. At the moment I had no home, no friends. So there I sat in silent fear of the wide world out side barely aware as the song died down and a new one started. Hearing the first few cords play I debated whether or not to change the song. I ran my hand through my pink hair tugging half-heartedly at a knot. I didnt bother changing the song, it didnt keep the thoughts out of my head. I listened with a frown as Fergie began singing the only song of hers I liked- Big Girls Dont Cry. I nibbled absently at my bottom lip as I wondered if the title song rang true. I mean could someone go through grown life without cry? I thought of the family and friends I had left behind and felt tears tugging at the corners of my eyes. I swiftly ran a hand over my face to get rid of them. Turning back to the window I sighed as the lines "Its time to be a big girl now. And big girls don't cry." Came followed by the instrumental singling the end of yet another song. Slightly depressed by now I removed my headset and slipped it into my pocket. Fergie was wrong! Big girls cried, just at the right times. I had decided that it took a stronger person to know when to cry then it did not to. I bobbed my head at my internal decision feeling that it was rather mature and deep on my part.
"So far I had gone through life with people believing I was rather simple so they didn't always bother hiding things as well from me as they would others. So I let them live in blissful ignorance as I put two and two together. That was how I discovered that Uncle Bill was having an affair with some redhead behind Aunt Sues back or how Mom kept a load of bells stashed under her drawers for her little "gambling problem" that no one else knows about. Or how my dearest older brother enjoys a smoke or two behind the sand bin at school even though we have been forbidden to even touch a cigarette. But of course finding out everyones dirty little secret made living around them quite uncomfortable. So being a "BIG GIRL" I moved out and headed for a quiet little town in the middle of nowhere to start out anew as it would be with the fact that I only had 1000 bells, and my favorite daisy shirt to my sweet little name. By the way its Rose if you were wondering."
My mind was reeling from the overload of memories and I looked away from the world outside and up the aisle. Coming through the door leading to the next car up was a fuzzy blue cat with large eyes. He walked up to my booth and grinned.
"Could you help me out? Is it... 1:52 p.m. on Tuesday July 24th 2007?" he asked. I glanced at my watch to check the time.
"Yes," I replied with a smile. "Yes it is."
This is my character Rose's thoughts before Roger asks about the time. I felt it was pretty good and I was trying to a more human spin on it by adding a history. The secrets I listed are kind of extreme and none are true with my family. (That I know of! o.O) Hope you enjoyed it! R&R please!!