I was sitting on a couch and listening to Bach's music while I wrote this story.
It's about a girl who waits for her DREAM boy to come for her.
PART ONE
DREAM GUY
They say being SINGLE is lonely but for me it is not. No commitment, no problems, and you're free.
Girls only cries when they in a relationship so I wrote my requirement for having my dream boyfriend. (Chuckles)
1. Handsome and brainy
2. Gentleman
3. Patient
4. loves playing sports
5. loves playing any instrument (but i prefer guitar/violin)
6. Loyal
7. True
8. Not a smoker or drinker
9. Accepts me and loves me
Yeah, I know this trait of a guy doesn't exist but I'm still HOPING and believing for a guy who has these traits to find me.
PART II
MY DREAM
I was in a bus and reading clockwork angel by Cassandra Clare when someone sat beside me (Well, it's just usual since it's a bus).
"She lives in a fairytale somewhere" he sang.
I looked at him and I rolled my eyes.
"Well, go get your shovel and we'll dig a big hole..." he continued
Patience. Patience. (If you don't the song, you're not a fan of PARAMORE)
"ba da ba ba da ba ba da..."
"Hey, can you sing any louder? Can't you see I'm reading?"
"What?" he said.
To admit it, his voice is insanely good when he speaks.
"I'm reading and you're too noisy and out of tune"
"Oh, I'm sorry but this is a public bus. You read, I sing."
I can't believe this he's totally the COCKIEST man I'd ever met.
"Unbelievable." I sighed and get up to find a vacant seat.
Finally, there is one.
"By the way, people loves my voice" he said and chuckled
I rolled my eyes.
At classroom
"That guy is seriously unbelievable. urgh!" I thought.
"Hey, did someone hit your face?" a familiar voice said.
I turned and said "NO one. Why, something wrong blake?"
"Whoa, just kidding Lacy. Ha-ha! You look so-angry. So what happened to you my friend?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay. Ha-ha! Let me guess...Hmm... You got pooped by a bird?"
I laughed.
"Oh, shuddap Blake" I said and thrown a crumpled paper to him.
Blake is my best friend. Anyway, I feel so homely when I'm with him.
"Good Morning!"
"Good morning Sir Oliver"
"I think you have already heard about your new classmate?"
Everybody looks so excited.
"Hey, Blake I'm going to library."
"Don't you want to meet our new classmate?"
"I'm bored. See you in next class" then I walked out.
"Sure."
I spend my whole life reading books and for me LIBRARY is my favorite place in the whole world (not exaggerating).
The thing that I like with our library is that it's COZY. The circular shelves, the ladders, the yellowish light and the smell of books it's just going back to past. I really love it.
"Hmm... I want to read LM Montgomery's..."
I got the book and sat on the floor near the far end tall window in the library.
Then maybe about one and half hour I fell asleep.
I'm standing in the dark forest. I felt scared and want to run but my feet can't move it's like it was glued on it.
I heard someone walking. I can hear the cold wind touching my skin when-