Hey! Hello! Hola! Howdy! Hiya! DRA here. Exhausted as all get out. Not that many of you care. It's okay. I forgive you all. Well, most of you. YOU, however, are not forgiven. Just kidding. Mostly. Anyways. My brain is hardly working but I was bored and I'm sick of studying for my exams, so enjoy. Little oneshot. Yeah. Rate. Review. Comment. Criticize. Suggest. ME DO NOT OWN ANYTHING WHATSOEVER. Thanks ya'll.
DeadlyRedAlice
xoxo
I sat in front of a blank piece of paper and pen. And I waited. And waited. But nothing happened. The pen did not magically get up and write a sonnet, as I had been hoping it would. But even someone as stupid as me knew that pens didn't do that. I just wished they did.
"How am I to write a sonnet before tomorrow?" I muttered. True, we had been given the assignment two weeks ago, but I was the queen of procrastination. And forgetfulness. And other things that did not need to be mentioned. Carly had advised me to write about my love of food, considering a sonnet was to be on love, but even food couldn't perk me up enough to get me to actually write poetry. I sighed and ran my fingers through my curls frustrated that no words came to mind. I took up the pen in my hand and began, not really focusing on the words, just letting them flow. An hour later, to my surprise, I was done. Sort of. Reading over my sonnet, I wanted to die.
"There is no way I'm turning this in," I scolded angrily to myself. True, it met all the requirements, but it was embarrassing and revealing and… well, it came from my heart, a place nobody ever needed to see. I crumbled the paper and threw it in the trash, and started over, this time about ham, and how it rhymed with Sam.
His eyes sparkle just like the night's own stars
His laugh is intoxicating to me
His smile could stop any of the wars
And I just wish that I can make him see
He is such a nub, but he is my nub
And if he knew his power over me
That I love him more than a meatball sub
Maybe he'll love me too, or let me be
Too bad he is in love with my best friend
It is almost too painful to watch them
But I make myself so my heart can mend
'Cause he sees the rock, not the hidden gem
Ever since we kissed it's been so awkward
Let's kiss again to fix this, my Fredward
So what did you think? I was bored, as stated previously. Rate. Review. Comment. Criticize. Suggest.
-DRA