Hi guys!

So this is the long awaited Yearning for Love! I hope you enjoy is because it is actually quite fun to write. Just so you know, I know it is quite similar to Ruby Sparks but honestly the thought only occurred to me after I had thought of my story. So enjoy!

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I was walking and everything was black I could see nothing yet there was something under my feet, holding me up as I took each step. For several more seconds there was nothing then suddenly as if someone had shone a light in my eyes everything went from black to white.

Then slowly the white darkened and changed to grey; not an ugly dull grey but a bright intelligent grey. I recognised the colour as slate grey; I had used it several times in some of my pieces.

Whatever I was standing on before dropped and I was falling; or more… tumbling… or floating. I fell through swirls of grey and white, but I wasn't scared…

The grey turned to black again but this time I could see; was in a dimly lit hallway, with a light in the distance providing a dull lighting.

I walked down the hallway and saw a figure it was too dark to see any distinct features but I could tell it was a girl because of the…. Shape of body.

I blinked and tried to get a better look but it was as if she was a shadow or silhouette. I walked forward trying to reach her; I tried to call out to her but my voice didn't work. After several minutes of walking towards her but not getting any closer she turned around.

I still couldn't see any of her features… until she opened her eyes….

They were large and lustrous, framed by thick dark eyes lashes. And they were exactly the same colour as the grey I had seen before. I watched her as she brought the silhouette of a finger to her lips.

I woke with a start, covered in sweat I took a gulp of air and tried to stand up but I fell over, knocking over my bedside table and causing a crash. I braced myself on the bed and pulled myself up so I was standing.

"Percy? Are you okay?"

I looked up to see Rachel with a worried look on her face, clad in an oversize white t-shirt covered in paint and long grey pyjama pants. Her red hair was slightly dishevelled and her eyes were half open, "I woke up when I heard the crash, what happened?"

I shrugged, "I woke up and got up and then I fell over."

She let out an airy laugh, "Okay, well see you in the morning, night."

I shot her a tight smile, "Night Rach."

She walked out of the room and I followed her out, she turned around, "Aren't you going back to bed?"

I shook my head, "Nah, I'm going to the studio I got some inspiration from a dream."

She blew a strand of hair from her face, "Kay, show me in the morning."

I nodded, "Will do, goodnight." She turned right into her bedroom and I continued down the hall.

Just so you know Rachel and I are not dating, sure we live together and I might have a tiny crush on her but I can assure you we are not dating. When I was younger my parents went out and never came back, so I was on the streets begging, Rachel and I met at a…. charity event (embarrassing I know, but I had no money and her family is loaded) and hit it off. We became great friends and we decided to move in together…. As friends!

She payed for the house but I have payed most of it back now. The house has two incredible art studio's, one for each of us. We are both artists, Rachel is well known for her abstract paintings. And me…. I am more of a one piece wonder I guess.

Three years ago, I did a piece and it became extremely famous, I got a lot of money from it but all of my other paintings haven't been as good.

The piece I did three years ago, was pretty good and I am not vain. I called it "Poseidon's Pearl," it was basically just an underwater scene and in the middle is a pearl in a clam. It's beautiful simplicity is what caught the art trader's eye, or so I am told.

Rachel has had several hits, her most well-known one however was "His Face." It was a boy's face, he had blonde hair and blue eyes, and Rachel has told me that she didn't like something about the boy there was something…. Evil about him.

I turned right into my studio and a smile spread across my face, it always made me happy with its paint splattered floor and the colourful walls Rachel and I had painted many designs on. Then there were its many half-finished paintings which I couldn't fathom myself to finish.

I pulled yet another easel and looked for a canvas, but I was out of them, I left the room and stole into Rachel's studio, the only canvas I could find was a large one about the size of me.

I shrugged and grabbed it, it's not like this one is going to earn a lot anyway with what I am planning. I placed the canvas on my easel back in my studio and got my paints ready.

I took a deep breath and began to paint.

Did you like it? PLEASE let me know in a review, if I should continue it or not! I know this first chapter is very short but it is just because it is the prologue, the other chapters later (if I continue it) should be longer!

Well love you guys and don't forget to review!

Love Emily xx