I don't own Sailor Moon, though I'd love to buy it! Hmm, anyone willing
to sell for five bucks?
The Crash
"The rain began to fall, and within seconds, they could hardly
see out the windshield. It was as if a solid sheet of water had fallen
over the small vehicle, and the headlights did little to help." Sammy
stood in front of his English class, reading off the paper he held in
front of him. He forced himself to look up at his classmates and
teacher before looking back at the typed words. 'I hate reading in
front of the class. Why did I have to write about this anyway?' he
thought, closing his eyes for a moment. His legs felt as if they would
fold under him any second, and his cheeks were burning up. Taking a
deep breath, he opened his eyes and continued to read.
"Damn!" Nick looked over at his older sister, frowning.
"What's wrong?" he asked, even though he knew the answer. The
storm was scaring him too, and he wasn't even the one who had to drive
through it.
"I can't see anything!" Amanda sighed, squinting her eyes in
the hope it could help her see. "I hate this. Nick, anything in the
next lane?"
Nick turned to check his sister's blind spot. All he saw was
the constant gray streaks of water, falling and splashing onto the
highway.
"No."
"Good. We need to wait until this is over." Amanda took a quick
check over her shoulder to double-check her younger brother's
information, and turned on the turning signal. The tick-tick of the
blinker could hardly be heard over the pounding rain as she carefully
pulled over to the side of the road. With a deep sigh of relief, she
turned off the engine and closed her eyes.
"Amanda?" Amanda opened her eyes again and looked over at her
brother.
"Yah kid?" she asked, a tired smile crossing her lips.
"Sorry you had to pick me up."
"Hey, it's alright. I needed a break from the books anyway. You
know I don't mind."
"Yah, guess so. Thanks again."
"No prob." Amanda grinned, and Nick couldn't help but return
it. "Want to find something on the radio while we wait?"
"Sure." Nick leaned over to reach the radio. Out of the corner
of his eye, he could see his sister watching the risk takers fly down
the four-lane highway. Turning his attention back to the radio, he
pushed the search button and watched as the lit numbers flew up. As it
reached 103.9, he pushed the search button again. The sounds of Three
Doors Down filled the car, nearly drowning out the pounding of the rain
on the roof.
"How long do you think this will last?" Nick asked over the
music.
"Shouldn't be too much longer. You know how these storms are
when summer is near."
"Good. I'm supposed to call Rachael when we get home. I don't
want her to worry."
Amanda got a devilish grin on her face, and Nick knew he was
about to be teased again. Bracing himself, he waited to hear what she
had for him this time. Instead of a joke about his crush though, he
heard tires screeching. Amanda's head spun to look out the window. When
she turned her head back to him, her eyes were wide with fear.
"Quick! Get out!" She reached for his buckle and unsnapped it,
then reached for her own. Nick wasn't about to wait and figure out what
was going on. He reached for the handle of his door a moment or two
before his sister reached for hers, and threw himself out. He fell onto
the soaking ground just as the sounds of tearing metal and exploding
glass reached his ears. His momentum caused him to roll further away
from the road before he could stop and see what had happened. He almost
wished he could have continued rolling.
Four cars were piled up on top of eachother, another two
managing to stop before they too became part of the recently made
junkyard. The rain made it hard to see anything clearly, but it was
easy to see none of the four cars would ever drive again. Smoke
billowed up through the raindrops, accompanied by a baby's scream. He
could hear people moaning from inside the wreckage, and snapping out of
his shock, he ran back towards the cars to help. He could see other
people jumping out of their cars and running up to the junk pile as
well. One man started shouting orders, then asked if anyone had a cell
phone.
It was only when he got closer that he realized his sister
wasn't with him, and that the crash was right where they had been
parked moments ago.
Sammy forced himself to take another deep breath before he
continued on. Looking up for a moment, he could see he had the
attention of his classmates now. The females of his class, in
particular, watched him with worried eyes. One girl even had to lift
her hand from her desk to wipe away a tear while he paused. He watched
her for a moment. Mika. Three years ago, they had been friends,
bordering on something more. He had been going to ask her out, but he
never got a chance.
He turned his eyes back to the paper. 'Only a few more lines. I
can do it,' he thought.
The crash made headlines in the local paper the next day.
"Two Dead in Car Crash."
Only two people died. There had been seven people total
involved in the crash, not involving Nick. But then he had made it out
in time. Only by a moment or two though. Perhaps because his sister had
shouted at him to get out and unbuckled him. Maybe if she had unbuckled
herself first, she might have made it.
Sammy let the hand holding his story fall to his side. He
looked up at the class again. Several of the girls' eyes were watering
now, and the guys watched him with solemn faces.
"Very good Sammy!" his teacher said from the side of the
classroom. "Does anyone have any comments on Sammy's story?" Sammy
closed his eyes and walked back to his desk, not listening to what
anyone said.
"Are you alright?" Sammy turned his head to see Mika. She must
have moved to the desk next to him. Her eyes were slightly red, and
there were faint tracks where she had let a tear fall.
Sammy nodded his head before turning it back to his desk. He
didn't want to talk to anyone right now, especially her.
"Amanda was Serena, wasn't she?" Sammy only looked up at Mika
for a moment before closing his eyes. Tears were threatening to fall
down his cheeks, but he refused to cry in front of anyone. He waited a
moment before opening his eyes again. He focused them on the girl who
had taken his place in front of the class. None of her words reached
his ears though. His mind was back in a car in the middle of a storm,
wondering why his older sister had to unbuckle him first.
~Jade Nova
moon_archer82@lunap.com
to sell for five bucks?
The Crash
"The rain began to fall, and within seconds, they could hardly
see out the windshield. It was as if a solid sheet of water had fallen
over the small vehicle, and the headlights did little to help." Sammy
stood in front of his English class, reading off the paper he held in
front of him. He forced himself to look up at his classmates and
teacher before looking back at the typed words. 'I hate reading in
front of the class. Why did I have to write about this anyway?' he
thought, closing his eyes for a moment. His legs felt as if they would
fold under him any second, and his cheeks were burning up. Taking a
deep breath, he opened his eyes and continued to read.
"Damn!" Nick looked over at his older sister, frowning.
"What's wrong?" he asked, even though he knew the answer. The
storm was scaring him too, and he wasn't even the one who had to drive
through it.
"I can't see anything!" Amanda sighed, squinting her eyes in
the hope it could help her see. "I hate this. Nick, anything in the
next lane?"
Nick turned to check his sister's blind spot. All he saw was
the constant gray streaks of water, falling and splashing onto the
highway.
"No."
"Good. We need to wait until this is over." Amanda took a quick
check over her shoulder to double-check her younger brother's
information, and turned on the turning signal. The tick-tick of the
blinker could hardly be heard over the pounding rain as she carefully
pulled over to the side of the road. With a deep sigh of relief, she
turned off the engine and closed her eyes.
"Amanda?" Amanda opened her eyes again and looked over at her
brother.
"Yah kid?" she asked, a tired smile crossing her lips.
"Sorry you had to pick me up."
"Hey, it's alright. I needed a break from the books anyway. You
know I don't mind."
"Yah, guess so. Thanks again."
"No prob." Amanda grinned, and Nick couldn't help but return
it. "Want to find something on the radio while we wait?"
"Sure." Nick leaned over to reach the radio. Out of the corner
of his eye, he could see his sister watching the risk takers fly down
the four-lane highway. Turning his attention back to the radio, he
pushed the search button and watched as the lit numbers flew up. As it
reached 103.9, he pushed the search button again. The sounds of Three
Doors Down filled the car, nearly drowning out the pounding of the rain
on the roof.
"How long do you think this will last?" Nick asked over the
music.
"Shouldn't be too much longer. You know how these storms are
when summer is near."
"Good. I'm supposed to call Rachael when we get home. I don't
want her to worry."
Amanda got a devilish grin on her face, and Nick knew he was
about to be teased again. Bracing himself, he waited to hear what she
had for him this time. Instead of a joke about his crush though, he
heard tires screeching. Amanda's head spun to look out the window. When
she turned her head back to him, her eyes were wide with fear.
"Quick! Get out!" She reached for his buckle and unsnapped it,
then reached for her own. Nick wasn't about to wait and figure out what
was going on. He reached for the handle of his door a moment or two
before his sister reached for hers, and threw himself out. He fell onto
the soaking ground just as the sounds of tearing metal and exploding
glass reached his ears. His momentum caused him to roll further away
from the road before he could stop and see what had happened. He almost
wished he could have continued rolling.
Four cars were piled up on top of eachother, another two
managing to stop before they too became part of the recently made
junkyard. The rain made it hard to see anything clearly, but it was
easy to see none of the four cars would ever drive again. Smoke
billowed up through the raindrops, accompanied by a baby's scream. He
could hear people moaning from inside the wreckage, and snapping out of
his shock, he ran back towards the cars to help. He could see other
people jumping out of their cars and running up to the junk pile as
well. One man started shouting orders, then asked if anyone had a cell
phone.
It was only when he got closer that he realized his sister
wasn't with him, and that the crash was right where they had been
parked moments ago.
Sammy forced himself to take another deep breath before he
continued on. Looking up for a moment, he could see he had the
attention of his classmates now. The females of his class, in
particular, watched him with worried eyes. One girl even had to lift
her hand from her desk to wipe away a tear while he paused. He watched
her for a moment. Mika. Three years ago, they had been friends,
bordering on something more. He had been going to ask her out, but he
never got a chance.
He turned his eyes back to the paper. 'Only a few more lines. I
can do it,' he thought.
The crash made headlines in the local paper the next day.
"Two Dead in Car Crash."
Only two people died. There had been seven people total
involved in the crash, not involving Nick. But then he had made it out
in time. Only by a moment or two though. Perhaps because his sister had
shouted at him to get out and unbuckled him. Maybe if she had unbuckled
herself first, she might have made it.
Sammy let the hand holding his story fall to his side. He
looked up at the class again. Several of the girls' eyes were watering
now, and the guys watched him with solemn faces.
"Very good Sammy!" his teacher said from the side of the
classroom. "Does anyone have any comments on Sammy's story?" Sammy
closed his eyes and walked back to his desk, not listening to what
anyone said.
"Are you alright?" Sammy turned his head to see Mika. She must
have moved to the desk next to him. Her eyes were slightly red, and
there were faint tracks where she had let a tear fall.
Sammy nodded his head before turning it back to his desk. He
didn't want to talk to anyone right now, especially her.
"Amanda was Serena, wasn't she?" Sammy only looked up at Mika
for a moment before closing his eyes. Tears were threatening to fall
down his cheeks, but he refused to cry in front of anyone. He waited a
moment before opening his eyes again. He focused them on the girl who
had taken his place in front of the class. None of her words reached
his ears though. His mind was back in a car in the middle of a storm,
wondering why his older sister had to unbuckle him first.
~Jade Nova
moon_archer82@lunap.com