helllllo fanfiction :) i had a creative burst of energy last night, and i wrote 2 chapters in my next fanfiction. it's a zack fic, and i have a feeling that it will be one of my best fics. this is the intro, and i hope you enjoy it.
happy christmas :) review, please.
xoxo;julia.
Faith
I look out my window, the rain falling slowly on my window panes. My hair is like a field of wheat, dripping wet; glistening with the drops of water. My tattered clothing was soaking; I had run in the rain, not wanting to feel this strong and intense pain that I'm feeling. A tear slid down my cheek, almost in slow motion. The big, blue eyes of mine are bluer tonight, and it only happens when something has gone wrong.
I guess you could say that something is wrong tonight. I mean, tonight was going to be our 1 year anniversary. Everyone, including myself, had thought we would be together forever. I guess that's not the case now, though. I thought we had defied the stereotype of young love, and how it doesn't last forever. We had defied what everyone had thought; about her and I together. We broke down the boundaries of love, showing that it can be real, even if we're young and only 17. It was real, what we had was real.
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Hey, I'm Zack. I have a twin brother named Cody, an organized mom, and a rocker for a father. I thought I had been set for life, I didn't need someone else, and I would be fine. I had that outlook on life, until I met her. She came into my life, out of nowhere, but just at the right time.
Her name is Faith. She doesn't have a last name, and she likes to keep it that way. She's not like me at all, my polar opposite. I'm the rocker, pranking guy, and she's the tough love girl with an attitude. I guess she taught me a lot about life, and how it is to have it rough. I thought I had it bad, living in a 4 star hotel, when in comparison, I had the world.
I think there's a reason that I met her. I think it's because I needed to realize that there are other people in the world that don't live like I do. There are people that haven't had what I've been lucky enough to have, in my 17 years of life. But, back then, I was 16, and the whole world was wrong. I was the king of the world, nobody else mattered. I thought that, until I saw her in a corner of a room that night. But, that's another story.