We all like doing whatever we want every once in a while. The freedom to do as you wish without anyone being able to stand in your way. Most people pause after a couple of days and then revert back to the normal person society wanted you to be. But I'd always liked that feeling a little too much. To the point where, one day, I just decided never to stop.

People stared at me weirdly, and I personally saw myself as an outcast too – because that's what I was. But it was ok. Who cared what the rest of the drones did and said, when they were all being controlled by their herd mentality? They were all horses, being directed around the track by the same people, and getting spooked by the same rabbits, and being happy when they were given the same snacks.

That isn't the only reason though. Sometimes it comes off a little bit crazy when I say this, but my thoughts are too loud. Daydreams jump up from nowhere, rendering the rest of my senses useless. It's like I'm no longer there. And oftentimes those thoughts increase in size and volume in my mind until I feel as if not getting them out will cause me to break down. They press against the sides of my head, drive me in circles, force me to forget the outside world. And if I do nothing about them, they start slowly taking over reality until all that exists is them and me and an endless sea of white around me.

I used to try to calm down by staring at the sky. That helped, but not for long. The silence becomes so deafening that I feel as if I can hear leaves ruffling and grass bristling and stars scraping against the night sky. And instead of roaring thoughts and thundering dreams which make my head spin, I'm surrounded by a cacophony of sound that seems to drown me from the outside. I never stopped watching stars though, I wouldn't let my head win.

My parents didn't agree with my method of relieving the pressure. They always told me to follow rules and be society's little slave. But how could I do that when most of the time I didn't even understand those rules? I envied those people that knew how to act and when, yet at the same time I refused to become one of them.

Their lives must be so boring, without being constantly surrounded by thoughts that seem too noisy and colours that are too bright. Feelings which glitter but aren't gold, and feelings that darken but are too hard to ignore. Clouds that glide and grass that whispers. Stars that glimmer and twinkle even in the light of day. It was all driving me insane, but, at the same time, if all I heard was resounding silence I'd feel empty. What is the world without all of those thoughts, noises, feelings? Without all the things that make me forget reality? It would just be a hollow shell to me. Although, I supposed that was saying something, if the world stopped being the world when I went back to reality.

However, after all that time trying to find a way to drown out the noises, I found someone who heard them too. Someone who didn't really care what I dressed like, or how I laughed, or whether I heard stars and felt colours. He was trapped, just like I was, in this world of pressure and expectations which can't be met.

His name was Ian Benedict. And I taught him how to say 'fuck you' to the world, whilst he taught me to forget the world. I showed him the stars, and he showed me how to let others in. But, most importantly, he taught me that it wasn't wrong of me to want to run away. That I didn't need to be in pain or afraid or uncomfortable to want to leave my life. Because to want to fly, all you need to be is alive.

So we did. Together, we flew off into the sunset. He, my prince, said in the most sarcastic way possible, and me, his princess. Both with sardonic smiles on our faces and a bitter attitude to life, had somehow found love within each other.

Hi :)

Right, before I get into all the details, I want to mention who Ian is. He's Crystal and Xav's son. They both live in New York, but Ian will be living with Sky and Zed in this book (why that is, you'll just have to discover later ;) )

So, last week (was it last week? I can't remember for the life of me xD ) I posted a chapter in Fixing Petal which included a character I've been interested in. After seeing all of your lovely reviews about her, I decided to give her her own story :) If you want to check out her introduction in Fixing Petal, that'll be in chapter 22 (I think).

But yeah, I hope you guys like it :) Tell me what you think so I'll know if it's worth continuing.

Also, I should mention that this story will include quite a bit of swearing, both from Ian and Althea, so sorry 'bout that :) If it's really a bother, just PM me and I'll see what I can do.

Bye bye :)