Alrighty guys, just started writing this, I guess we'll see where the wind blows me on this one. Let me know what you think! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!
Katarina's POV
I saw you there, so beautiful
You stopped and stared, so magical
Then you asked me for my name
And we took an uptown train
Before you leave, get up to go
I wanna know
Do you like Shakespeare? Jeff Buckely?
Watching movies on Sunday?
Do you like kissing when it's raining?
Making faces in the station?
Do you like, I need to know
What do you like? before you go
You walk me home, so wonderful
It starts to snow, it's incredible
Now we're walking up my street
And you slowly turn to me
You're three inches from my lips
But before we do this
Do you like Shakespeare? Jeff Buckely?
Watching movies on Sunday?
Do you like kissing when it's raining?
Making faces in the station?
Do you like, I need to know
What do you like? before you go, oh oh
Show me the place where you come from
And the places you dream of
I wanna know everything you are
But before we get that far
What do you like, I need to know
What do you like, before you go
Do you like Shakespeare? Jeff Buckely?
Watching movies on Sunday?
Do you like kissing when it's raining?
Making faces in the station?
Cause I like Shakespeare? Jeff Buckely?
Watching movies on Sunday?
Do you like kissing when it's raining?
Making faces in the station?
Do you like, yea yea yea yea
I guess you could say I'm a total romantic. I want it all, the whole shabam. I want a guy to love, someone to hold, someone to tell me its okay, someone to be there. Someone to talk to.
But this is reality.
And this is my life.
My name is Katarina Snow, but most people just call me Kat, which is ironic because I am totally in love with cats. Cool, I know. Anyway, I have long brown hair that doesn't really do anything, I have to straighten or curl it every day to make it look even slightly presentable. I'm 5'4'', and in my defense, that is the average height for a woman.
Oh, right, I'm 18, about to graduate from high school. Super thrilling I know.
I bet you're wondering when I'm going to get to the fun stuff, ya know the interesting aspects of my person, such as I'm filthy rich, super popular, astoundingly beautiful. Well sorry to disappoint you, I am none of those things.
In fact, the only redeeming quality I find in myself is that I'm intelligent, but I'd more likely be labeled as a nerd than anything else. Although, I guess I don't really fit into the category either. I don't have glasses, I wear clothes in style for the most part, and I try not to flaunt my intelligence.
So now you're probably wondering about my friends. Well, as you can tell, my phone has just been ringing nonstop with the constant texts my friends have been sending me. Yeah, no. That's not to say I don't have friends, I do, I really do. Great friends, but only a few, and I treasure them so much. My best friend Adi has been with me through thick and thin, and will forever be, I'm sure.
The thing about people, is that they just annoy me so much. Apparently, (according to the internet, which of course, is ALWAYS right) I tend to be more introverted. Honestly, I just don't want to talk to you if you're either rude, annoying, or plain stupid.
Everyone would probably label me as a goody two shoes, always following the rules, but in reality, I just can't be bothered, and I'm not stupid. Going out to those stupid parties and getting drunk is ridiculous. No thanks, I like being in control of myself.
To sum me up, I'm normal. Nothing extraordinary happens to me. Not ever. I don't expect it to ever happen that way.
And yet, still, I'm a romantic. My one dream in the whole world is to fall in love, but the right way. Not a silly high school crush that will amount to nothing but absent feelings. No, I want love. I want the real thing. I want that one person who will light up my world like nobody else.
Okay, okay, you got me. I'm a One Direction fan. I suppose that would've come out eventually. Yes, I'll admit, I do like the British Boyband taking over every city around the world, including my own, Indianapolis.
That reminds me, I need to do something.
Okay, this will sound totally weird, but this is something I've done for a while. Every day I get on twitter and send one tweet to one of the boys. Sometimes I just give them support, sometimes I send a joke, nothing serious, and nothing demanding. And I only send one. Every day. Why would I do that?
Simple. I know they get a lot of tweets from random people, I get that. I don't do it expecting an answer, in fact, I know I won't get one. But, I do it, so even when they're having a terrible day and the hate is overwhelming, they may just see my tweet and smile.
I know, I'm a saint.
No, but really. It must be hard, dealing with all of the fame, so I just try to help a little, doing all I can do, without being overbearing. I doubt any of my tweets have ever been seen by them, but I continue doing it anyway.
Harry_Styles Ooh eeh ooh aah aah ting tang walla walla bing bang
That should work. See, nothing of consequence, but it could be enough to get someone through a tough moment.