2. I HATE THIS PART RIGHT HERE
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I couldn't understand why I can't be a bit braver, a bit courageous, or a bit daring. I have been keeping my feelings for her too long. Every time she's around, I felt the sudden uneasiness rushed into me. My first thought was it could be her magical aura. I knew she was a Seer, and I wondered how long will it take for her to discovered that I am a sorcerer as well. I guessed that was the matter of time, so I leave it alone. But as I serve the crown prince of Camelot, I learnt of her beauty. She wasn't the kind of girl who had only beauties. It was how she stood up for what was right that took my heart. I understand that sometimes acting like she does could induces bad luck. But she did not care of it. She's a headstrong. I just wished she was my headstrong.
I let out a sigh when I heard voices arguing. I rolled my eyes as I took a guess. "Must've been them again," I muttered.
"Morgana!" Arthur, the prince called after her. Morgana looked angry. No, correction, she looked furious. I just let my eyes trailed the scene.
"Stop it, Arthur! I'm tired of your little scheme. We're not a couple of children anymore. You're a big boy now, a crown prince, to add the fact. Behave princely, Arthur." She snapped and turned around to face the prince.
Wow, I've never seen Morgana that, hot before. Not only did her temper casted magical tense around us, but her face was slightly turning red too. I silently grateful that it wasn't me she's angry at.
"Camelot needs you to be a great king one day, Arthur. Don't disappoint them quarrelling with me over stupid and ridiculous things," Morgana sighed. She turned away to go when Arthur stopped her with her arm in his grip.
Now, that was almost a romantic sight. I felt my heart beats faster as I felt as I am started to get crazy. I pictured it was me and Morgana alone, if I was ever that brave to confide myself to her. "Get a hold of yourself, Merlin," I told myself. Whatever happened there, I felt that it had hurt me, very badly. I then felt my blood rushed through my vein rapidly towards my face as I saw Morgana's face was no closer than an inch from Arthur's. If one of them made any movement, their lips would brush against each other.
Arthur was staring at Morgana's lips when she took over her senses. "You don't want this, Arthur." She breathed at him as she felt his grip was getting looser. She ripped her arm off from Arthur and went away.
I let out a sigh of relief as I watch Arthur was now alone. He looked confused and lost as he was ruffling his blonde hair. Finally he went to the opposite direction. I bet he was going for me.
Later that night, I was looking for Gwen when I remembered one thing. I looked out at the darkness. She should still be with Morgana at this time. The night was young, and I wasted no time getting my way there.
Finally, I was there, right in front of the room. My journey seemed it had took forever of my time. I was about to step inside the room when I heard a voice. A singing voice. I tried to make out whose voice, but I failed to recognise. All I can tell that it was a lady's. "Come on, Merlin. It's time to be a bit courageous." I told myself as I stepped into the room.
I was in shock when I found it was Morgana who had just sang, and she was still singing. I somehow kept myself in peace silence, listening at the words she turned into the melody.
"Everyday seven takes on the same old scene,
Seems we're bound by the laws of the same routine,
I got to say it just before I went to sleep,
But will I sleep once I hear it,
I can't take it any longer,
Thought that we were stronger,
All we do is linger,
Slipping through our fingers,
I don't want to try now,
All that's left goodbyes,
To find a way that I can tell you,
I hate this part right here,
I hate this part right here,
I just can't take these tears,
I hate this part right here,"
I hate it too; I couldn't stand to listen anymore to her grief. I took off from the room. But I know one thing for sure. Morgana had enough pain waited for the wrong person. "Tomorrow, I'll tell her how I feel." I made myself promised quietly as I entered my room.
There, I still don't think this one's pretty good, neither. Hmm, I guessed it's time for me to pick only the good songs to make into plots. You guys have any ideas and suggestions? Review, please! Anyways, thanks to PCD and the composer for 'I Hate This Part Right Here'. The song is good, but not too good for Merlana, I guessed. P/S: sorry coz I think I've turned Merlin into a girl...
4. POSITIVITY