PLEASE READ AUTHOR'S NOTE AT END!!!!
Again, this isn't my best piece. I started this after I finished the first one, in 2007/2008. I only keep it on here because there's one person that likes it XD.
ONE WEEK AFTER "ICE HEART, OR ROCK HEART?"
Now.
I needed to get her now!
This was torture.
No happiness.
Nothing.
I never realized how truly alone I was until now. This stupid pain! It won't go away!
It's not the best for me.
It's not the best for Diana. She may have been tainted, but she like it down here. She wanted to stay, and I forced her away.
I wondered what she was doing right now. I do this every day. I miss her so much... her sounds and her quirks...
I cried every day. I had not slept, for it had not been three months. I was not tired, just sad.
NOW!
But how? How to get her? I needed to make contact with the grandparents. I had no phone number... or anything. No... address... or means of contact. Alone. Again.
I needed to remember. What had she told me? What about the grandparents?
Oh... my out-focused mind! The last words that they had said... I was zoned out! It must've been some sort of... number or address... they would not just leave me with no means.
I needed to remember.
HA! Yes... I remember Diana saying that they were going back to America... to a place called Colorado. I have no idea where that is. Is it a city? A building? An American version of an address?
I have narrowed it down to a continent.
I needed an exact location. Now!
Please, God. I need somebody. Somebody else...
She had no family that I could talk to unless I was dead. Who else would she be close enough to tell them where she was going?
Not Benny. She barely knew him.
Oh.
HER!
Ms. Know-it-all!
Oh... what was her name... she knew everything about me...
NAME!
Maybe she didn't have a name. She was completely nameless! That's it! NAMELESS!
No... Ms. Something.
Okay... she was not married... I remembered a 'D'.
No... not a 'D'. A 'T'!
T... T... Thomas!
Ms. Thomas! YES!
I had to find Betelgeuse lady! Star geek woman!
Please... let me find her.
When and where? The only place that I knew where she went was France's Garden... from... 5:30 to 9:30!
To see Orion! It was still November! This was my biggest shot... the biggest that I may ever have to finding the exact location of my Diana dear.
Mine.
It was three o'clock. The Orion constellation comes out at 5:30. From what Diana told me... she would be there at 4:30 just to set up her equipment... she was one of those people who always got there early. Those annoying ones who call ahead, and ask if they can come to the party early.
I grabbed my white half-mask and ran up the staircase to get outside. I threw myself out of the main foyer to reach a large crowd of people.
I sneaked by to get to the near-empty France's Garden.
I threw open the gate. I searched the peaceful garden with my frantic eyes.
There. THERE!
WHAT WAS HER NAME?! GOD, PLEASE LET ME REMEMBER!
"MS. THOMAS! MS. THOMAS!" I ran towards the crouching woman. She was looking through a telescope on a tripod. She was writing something in her notebook.
I tackled her from the back. I scraped my knees on the pavement, but I was so thankful. Hope was shining on my life. FINALLY!
She screamed and thrashed her limbs. They hit me in the face and body. I didn't care. I was hugging her. HUGGING! She was sunshine....
OWWWWW!!! My HEAD! She had grabbed my right arm, held it over her right shoulder, and hauled my body over hers. My head landed on a pillar that held up the gondola. Owww...
I moaned as Ms. Thomas held her hands to her mouth.
"What on Earth were you doing?" She ran up to me, offering her hand to help me up. I grabbed it, trusting her with my weight. She held me up as I kept my balance. She was a strong, smart woman.
"I... help... Diana... with... America... location..." I slipped in and out of blurry vision and throbbing pain, to clear vision and numb.
"You are babbling... come sit." She guided me to a little padded cushion on the ground. I sat down and let my eyes close.
"NO! Keep... awake... you may have a concussion."
"What?"
"What is the capitol of France?"
"Huh...?"
"Answer!"
"P-P-Paris..."
"Good... okay... what is two times ten?"
"T-Twenty..."
"Alright... just stay awake..."
And I did.
"So... what are you going around attacking people for? I understand that you are a lonely man but, gosh, learn to control that little voice in your head!"
I couldn't help but laugh a breathy laugh. That was pretty clever. "That's not why I... came h-here..."
"Well... why are you disturbing my amazing views of space?"
"Did Diana tell you where she was going with her grandparents?"
"Yes... I believe it was in America..."
"I know that... do y-y-you have an exact location?"
"Yes... At home on a piece of paper..."
I stared at her. "T-t-t-thank you... so much..."
"Why do you care?"
"I'm g-g-gonna go get her and bring her back..."
She stopped moving. "You can't just... take her... you have to have papers... you have to take it to court..."
"I'm gonna just take her."
"That is what we call... illegal."
"I don't care... just... thank you."
And I got up to leave.
"Hey. You never even said hello to me. You just assaulted me."
"Hello."
"Nice try. Come here... look at the stars."
"What can be so exciting about twinkling pieces of rock?"
"Rock? No-no-no-no-no... come here... let me give you a little lesson on stars."
"I don't think so..."
"It's very interesting, really. Come look."
She walked over to the telescope. She waved her index finger to summon me.
Reluctantly, I walked over. I sighed and looked through the little hole. It was a brilliant sight. I couldn't have been able to see anything with a naked eye. It was very... pretty.
"Stars are not rocks," she knelt beside me as I stared, "they are very tightly packed gases from nebula."
She explained what all of these things were. How they were made... what they were made of... the temperatures... the different colors... it was fascinating.
I never knew stars were so complicated. I thought they were atomic rocks in space.
"And that is how scientists classify the different stars."
I stood back. "That was fascinating. I really did enjoy that. What else do you know?"
She laughed. He was a louder girl. Not dainty or girly like others that I have met.
Diana. Christine. Meg. Carlotta. Madame Giry.
"I know a lot. What do you want to learn?"
"What are the planets made out of?"
That was even more interesting! This was so... mind-capturing. I liked space. I liked how people know these things.
It had been two hours. She had showed me the many constellations that were able to be seen now. I can't even remember the names, but it was interesting. Some of the pictures were far fetched, but I could understand how they could see it.
I needed to get home. I needed to get moving to... America. Wait... I needed a passport... and a whole lot more work...
"Hey, Ms. Thomas," I stopped from walking away, "I'll answer that question of yours if you still want me to."
"What question?"
"When you can remember... just ask it again..."
And I walked away.
My mind wandered in my lair. My thoughts were drifting from my music. What other dimensions were out there? What other nebula were out there that we haven't discovered yet?
Ah. Now I know what Ms. Thomas meant. This made my mind... think. It made me wonder. It stimulated my mind to learn new things.
I obviously hadn't gone to school... so I was uneducated... except in the world of music.
Okay... enough thinking. I needed to think. How was I going to do this...?
AUTHOR'S NOTE! BIG ONE!
THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER, OBVIOUSLY. I HAVE NOTICED THAT THIS GETS MANY VIEWS, WHILE MY SECOND CHAPTER GETS MORE THAN A THIRD LESS VIEWS. I THINK THAT IT IS BECAUSE MY FIRST CHAPTER IS NOT CATCHY ENOUGH OR IT IS NOT INTERESTING. IF YOU CAN, PLEASE SEND ME A COMMENT OR A REVIEW TELLING ME WHAT IS GOOD OR BAD ABOUT THE FIRST CHAPTER. HOW IT COULD BE WRITTEN BETTER OR STORY LINE WISE. I AM JUST CURIOUS, BECAUSE, NATURALLY, I WANT PEOPLE TO LIKE MY WRITING. THANK YOU!
