This is my first story your going to read it and your going to like it. And i mean that in the nicest way possible. Okay i would like to thank 411-Get-A-Life because she is awesome and super good at checking my grammar and stuff.
Disclaimer: I don't own Gorillaz or the characters except for the one i made up. All of Gorillaz belongs to Damon and Jamie.
Noodle woke up with a start. She had that same dream. The one with the girl in it. It would start from a distance. You could see a figure dancing in a circle gracefully. You could see a landfill. Noodle thought of her back yard. There were music in the background. It sounded happy at the beginning but always ended slow and sad. It was the kind of music that you expect to hear when you miss someone. It was the kind of music that you listen to when you mourn about someone you love. It was the kind of music that Noodle would never in her life listen to.
Then, as the music got slower you could see the girl. She would dance fast ignoring the slow music. It was like a tango but she was doing it without a partner. The scene would slowly move more into her close up. Then before the last note hit, you could see the girls face. Her calm face stared into the space beyond. Her face was exactly like-Noodle's... She looked like Noodle but different in a way. She had the same purple hair. She had the same brilliant green eyes. So why wasn't it Noodle? Noodle wouldn't wear clothes like that. She would always wear a black blouse with a short black skirt with black tights. She barely had no skin showing other than her arms and her face. She wore knee high converse. It fit her well. She also wore a black hat. It had a dark blue stripe in the middle and in small letters it bore one word in Japanese. Sisters.
Noodle didn't understand why it said that but ignored it for she thought the design was cute. Doesn't really matter does it? For all, it's just a dream. Noodle's thoughts were turned on the color of her clothes. It gave the impression of the night sky-cold and barren. It seemed lifeless to wear an all black costume. Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on her door.
"Noodle" came the greasy voice that belonged to Murdoc."Noodle! Get to the recording studio! You were supposed to be there twenty minutes ago!" Knowing that arguing with Murdoc is as useless as arguing with a piece of fruit she got out of bed and changed. Her thoughts still fresh from the the Noodle twin that had visited her that night. The whole time Noodle was at the recording studio she thought about her dream.
"Noodle?" Russel's voice asked, "Noodle, are you all right? Murdoc is gonna snap if you don't get ready for that guitar part of yours." After playing, the same greasy voice came "We're gonna do 19-2000." then he added sarcasticly "And Noodle stay awake for your amazing "Get the Cool Shoe Shine thing". I don't want you asleep or whatever when it's your solo."
Murdoc shoved 2-D in the recording studio. "I need a headache pill!" 2-D said simply when he refused to sing. Grumbling, Murdoc threw a small orange container at 2-D which excitedly bounced off his head. 2-D's black eyes stared at Murdoc. Then he suddenly bursted out yelling surprising not only Murdoc but Russel and Noodle too. Then an argument broke out. 2-D was arguing about being a punching bag of Murdoc's. Murdoc was cursing at all three of them to get back to the album. Russel started arguing about not being able to make as many pancakes as he would have liked.
No one noticed when Noodle walked out of the room. She ran to her room and immediately flung herself onto her bright blue bed. She flung her red pillow near the moose head. She didn't know why she was upset. She just was tired of the arguing and confusion. Why did she keep thinking about the girl from her dreams? She just didn't understand. What was she supposed to do about it. It's not like you could control them? The best thing to do is ignore it. Noodle put on Dare to clear her mind from everything that was going on. "It's coming up, It's coming up, It's there..." she hummed to her voice on the radio. "You've got to press it on you. You just, think it, that's what you do." Noodle now singing softly to herself danced around her small blood-red colored walls. Who cared about her make believe clone. It's just a dream. She'll probably write a song about it later. Right now nothing mattered to her but to have fun.
She heard an echoed bang. Probably Murdoc realized she was gone. A sound of knuckles hitting the glass door. A scream is heard. It must hurt to hit your hand on a glass door. She'll probably check on Murdoc later but now, they can wait.
Noodle, still singing was too busy to notice a figure in black sneakily walking into her room and lazily sat down on Noodle's blue chair like it was completely normal. She yawned as she watched Noodle continue her singing and dancing. She shifted to find a comfortable position. Then she started to blow a bubble from her gum. It popped as Noodle turned around and finally realized she wasn't alone in her room.
They stared at each other for a while. Not knowing what to do hoping the other will make the first move. Well, that was what Noodle was thinking. It appeared that the girl in her dream had other ideas. She stood up from the chair stretching before taking a first step onto the carpeted floor.
She slowly walked to Noodle taking each step slowly as if enjoying the suspense she was causing.
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