Hey Guys, this is a story I have had in my head for a while, and I need to get it out, so here you go. I probably won't update until around February 15th or so, so don't expect much.
Falling. A sensation that I had never really experienced before. What hit me? I'm not sure that anything hit me. Maybe I just fell. Maybe I was kicked out. Whatever the cause, I fell from the sky. I think that the fates intended for it to be that way.
As I fell, I thought to myself,' what happens, when I hit the ground? Do I break into a thousand little pieces, or do I crumble, and shatter?' Clearly, none of that happened, or I wouldn't be here today. Telling you the story. The story of how I fell in love. With a boy. His name: Leo Valdez.
After I hit the ground, I realized that I was in the middle of a crater. I suppose that it was suitable, considering the fact that I am a star. I think I'll just skip the boring parts of traveling a thousand miles, just to end up in a park.
The little children were speaking in a language that I had never heard before. As I turned around, I saw a man; a dark figure, behind a tree.I crept slowly up to him, only to find myself with a sack over my head. I could hardly breathe, much less scream for help, so I stayed silent.
I was led into a metal building. And thrown into a cage, where the mask was taken man who held the mask was very handsome, with blonde hair and blue eyes, and a little cut, just above his lip.
He shackled me to the wall, and said with a snarl," The pretty thing just couldn't stay away. A daughter of Poseidon she said. With a silver dress she said. But what do I get? A pretty confused little girl, who is in desperate need of some discipline. "
The next five months were a repetitive cycle. Kick, slap, fall, stand up, kick, fall, slap. it went on like that, until one day, after the man left. I heard footsteps, so I backed up against the wall, trying to keep as quiet as possible.
My chains slipped and rattled just as a mass of brown curly hair walked through the doorway. It was a man, but his gaze was curious, not threatening. His eyes were a chocolate brown, and he wore a mischievous lopsided grin.
He looked for where the noise came from. My hand slipped onto the floor, and the wound in my arm reopened. I yelped, involuntarily. And that's when I fainted, just as I saw the boy lean over me.
So, review me what you think. LOves ya lots. DISCLAIMER...