I honestly have no idea why I wrote this! It's…Chad. 'Nuff said.
Sleepless
I sat up, and looked around. I was looking at the familiar surroundings of my bedroom, which was probably bigger than some people's entire homes. I sighed. After much twisting, turning, counting sheep and studying the ceiling, I gave up on trying to sleep.
Why was I awake at exactly 4:38 in the morning, you ask?
Because of her.
Yes. Her. I had no idea why - I mean, she's a Random. I'm the greatest actor of our generation; I deserve better than a Random. Although it slightly bugged me that she hated me. But then again, all the other idiotic Randoms hated me too, and I hated them back. That's how it was, and how it would always have been. A simple cycle of hate and rivalry. That is, of course, if that perky brunette hadn't joined them recently.
I knew there was something about her, which was different. And that something made her different in a good way. I just couldn't place exactly what it was. All I knew was that I had fallen in love with her, and nobody could do anything about it – not even me.
That was randomer than I expected…review!