Rin POV
Do you ever find life kind of dull?
Because I do.
I really do love life though, and honestly mine has been good. Better than some.
But it grows boring after a while, not that I've been in it long. Nineteen years to be exact.
I live in the same small, uneventful, seaside town since before I was even born.
Don't get me wrong, I really do love this town. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.
But I want a little more excitement. Just a little.
I mean, being a single young adult, fresh out of school making minimum wage isn't exactly fun.
I'm trying to make it as an artist, but my mother is always telling me how unrealistic that is.
My father would disagree with her. They always were different. That's probably why him and my mom divorced when I was younger.
My father was a dreamer, and my mother was not, simple as that. You know how they say opposites attract? That theory didn't apply to my parents. And that fact made me upset at the time, but that was years ago and I understand that they just weren't ment to be now.
My older sister is still upset to this day though, she always saw something in them that I guess I didn't. I was four and my sister was nine, maybe it's because she remembers and was there more than I was to witness the love they apparently shared. Or maybe something happened that I was too young to understand. It's not important though, what's done is done.
My sister, Lenka, who's now twenty-four got married a few years back to a really nice guy named Rinto. He used to live in this town too, he was her childhood friend. Our child hood friend I guess since I remember him too. Or I think it would be most appropriate to call him my first love. Just like my parents divorce though, I got over it after a while. But like my father, after her and Rinto were married they left this dull little town with a population of just a little over a 300.
Can't blame them though, I'm sure anyone who lived here their whole lives would want to leave. It's not like there's much here. Most of the people I knew in high school left, but some stayed. My close friend Miku was one that left.
My friend Miku left only a few weeks after we graduated to pursue her singing career, I haven't heard from her in a while but last time I talked to her she said everything was going great and that I should expect to see her on magazine covers in no time. She even promised to mention me as her best friend whenever she did interviews, which is flattering but I've never liked being in the spotlight. Miku's always been a person who likes being noticed, so I couldn't imagine her with any other career. I know she probably misses Mikuo though.
Mikuo is one of my few friends from high school that stayed in town and got a small job; like me. Him and Miku both had something for each other all through our school years, but I guess their conflicting personalities made them convinced that they weren't made for each other. But that's just my theory. Like I said, Miku likes attention and to be surrounded by people. Mikuo, on the other hand, was more like me. He prefered to be a wallflower. But once again, opposites attract.
I've never really believed in soul mates and stuff, but their's something about Miku and Mikuo that really feels right when their together. If I was blessed with the skill of writing, I'd be tempted to write one of those cliché stories about star-crossed lovers you find on discount in the book store. Miku, the star at the peak of her fame and Mikuo, the quiet and reserved one who choses to only open up to a select few people. Not half bad, no?
That feeling of butterflies in your tummy, your heart pounding so fast that it almost hurts, your face growing red and warm, and trying to hide that goofy smile but just can't contain it. That's a really nice feeling, I've only ever felt it once and it was with Rinto. I don't know if that feeling was love, but if I've ever felt love before that was certainly it. I wonder if Miku and Mikuo have ever felt that before?
I wish to feel it again, even if it's not with Rinto. I've lost that feeling with him a long time ago. I have this little love story scenario for myself, like a really nice cute, mysterious kind of guy will come into town and sweep me off my feet and we'll live in this town together and grow a family and all that. It's pretty far fetch, but it's fun to imagine that it would happen. But I don't know if that's the kind of excitement I want exactly, it sure does sound appealing though.
I just remembered something my dad told me. You see, since we lived by the sea, going to the beach was like a daily thing. My dad used to love to surf, so this saying he made up always reminded me of him.
"Life is like the waves of the ocean.
Sometimes, the waves are calm and give you a wonderful sence of peace.
Other times, they turn into a tsunami and can cause pain and sorrow.
But the best, are those beautiful waves that surfers ride and yearn for. They let you feel true happiness and excitement, but if you're not careful they can cause you pain."
This is one of the few things I remember about my father, but I've never experienced those beautiful waves. Well not fully anyway. The closest I can get to those waves for now is painting them on a blank canvas.
I just started writing the next chapter so hopefully it'll be out soon, Please R&R!
