Ok- forget disclaimers- ya know what I don't own and since my real name
isn't connected to these stories, the schmutz couldn't sue me anyway.
(Sorry I called you a schmutz, Baz, I love you!)
I sat in my living room pretending to watch some stupid show I didn't care about. Checking my watch, I sighed. It was about the time I would have gotten up if I had slept. Time to lever myself up off the couch and get to school.
While I slowly packed my bag and walked listlessly out the door, my parents sat in the kitchen discussing my behavior.
"Do you think she's sick or something? She's distracted… She doesn't pay attention..."
"She's lovesick," my best friend put in from the door knowledgeably, after checking that I was out of hearing. "Don't worry about it, I'll learn who it is and fix it. Just hang back and don't bother her about it."
"If she DOESN'T tell me, I'll be so pissed," She added under her breath, then running to catch up with me, "ALAINA YOU DORK, WAIT UP!"
I laughed so hard that tears ran down my face at Abby's frolicking. She was jumping around and yelling, "Lookit me! I'm," ::clap:: "DUCK-MAN! Dun dun dun!"
"Goodgood," she said, pausing for a minute, "Now that you're cheered up, wanna tell me what's wrong?"
"Ohhh…. You'll think I'm stupid."
"Lainy! No, I won't. How long have I been your best friend?!"
"Well,"
"How long!?"
"Eight years."
"And when have I ever thought something that obviously meant this much to you was stupid?"
"Never."
"Ok, Goooooood Lainy. So?"
"Ok, I'm in love. His name is Henri. But…"
"That's great, Lainy, just talk to him!" Abby sat down on the grass, content that the problem was solved.
"It's not that simple… You see, I would, but, he doesn't, er, live around here. Having a relationship with him, even talking to him is impossible."
Just had to burst that bubble. So, it's a little more complicated, but she can handle it, right?
"Ok, where does he live?"
"Montmarte, 18th century."
"Hold on. What? I'm really confused. How can you be in love with some guy who's been dead for like a millennia."
"I can't explain it. It's like I've always known him, before I knew who he was, I loved him. It's like….
If I could fall into the sky,
Do you think time
Would pass me by,
Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you,
Tonight." I sang, the lyrics flowing straight from my heart.
"If I could fall into the sky, if only time would pass me by, maybe I could see you, tonight."
Abby paused for a minute, sensing how deeply I felt this.
"You really do love him, don't you?"
"Yes," I said intensely, "I call out every day to him, just trying to get through, asking him to let me see him, meet him, just once. I know he can't hear me. I guess I'm more asking God."
"We'll just see if we can make that song come true."
I sat in my living room pretending to watch some stupid show I didn't care about. Checking my watch, I sighed. It was about the time I would have gotten up if I had slept. Time to lever myself up off the couch and get to school.
While I slowly packed my bag and walked listlessly out the door, my parents sat in the kitchen discussing my behavior.
"Do you think she's sick or something? She's distracted… She doesn't pay attention..."
"She's lovesick," my best friend put in from the door knowledgeably, after checking that I was out of hearing. "Don't worry about it, I'll learn who it is and fix it. Just hang back and don't bother her about it."
"If she DOESN'T tell me, I'll be so pissed," She added under her breath, then running to catch up with me, "ALAINA YOU DORK, WAIT UP!"
I laughed so hard that tears ran down my face at Abby's frolicking. She was jumping around and yelling, "Lookit me! I'm," ::clap:: "DUCK-MAN! Dun dun dun!"
"Goodgood," she said, pausing for a minute, "Now that you're cheered up, wanna tell me what's wrong?"
"Ohhh…. You'll think I'm stupid."
"Lainy! No, I won't. How long have I been your best friend?!"
"Well,"
"How long!?"
"Eight years."
"And when have I ever thought something that obviously meant this much to you was stupid?"
"Never."
"Ok, Goooooood Lainy. So?"
"Ok, I'm in love. His name is Henri. But…"
"That's great, Lainy, just talk to him!" Abby sat down on the grass, content that the problem was solved.
"It's not that simple… You see, I would, but, he doesn't, er, live around here. Having a relationship with him, even talking to him is impossible."
Just had to burst that bubble. So, it's a little more complicated, but she can handle it, right?
"Ok, where does he live?"
"Montmarte, 18th century."
"Hold on. What? I'm really confused. How can you be in love with some guy who's been dead for like a millennia."
"I can't explain it. It's like I've always known him, before I knew who he was, I loved him. It's like….
If I could fall into the sky,
Do you think time
Would pass me by,
Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you,
Tonight." I sang, the lyrics flowing straight from my heart.
"If I could fall into the sky, if only time would pass me by, maybe I could see you, tonight."
Abby paused for a minute, sensing how deeply I felt this.
"You really do love him, don't you?"
"Yes," I said intensely, "I call out every day to him, just trying to get through, asking him to let me see him, meet him, just once. I know he can't hear me. I guess I'm more asking God."
"We'll just see if we can make that song come true."