disclaimer:i dont own gundam wing or any characters related to the matter but i own MONIQUE
Lost in naked raindrops of life
Lost in naked raindrops of life,she layed in her bed,with rolling thunder in the back round,again,she had woken up from a horrible dream of dying alone,she had problems.
She looked down at the creature beside her,with pale skin and dark brown hair,and green eyes that rested behind eyelids like windows to a lost soul covered in eyelashes,long and slender like his body.
she was not alone anymore,back to reality,she looked at the guy,sleeping like a baby,not caring,nor aware,of the troubles and problems in the world.He was an angel that fell into er god forsaiken life like a rock on the pond.She knew she would leave,like always,trying to run from her doomed destiny that involved him.
~next scene~
The girl walked through the hallways of the high school,trying not to remember her problems,tryign to fit in like everybody else.She alienated everyone,and anyone,who tried to get close to her,because she knew that they would get hurt.She came to her class.The first day,last year of high school,the end of the torture that presceded college,worries and future problems.She came to her class,studying the people waiting for the 1st bell to ring.the usual cheerleaders,discusting really,the rejects,the outcasts,the punks,the geeks and the small insignificant group of people she reffered to as normal'.As she walked by,she saw something that her gaze stayed glued on.This guy,black hair,his eyes closed,leaning against the wall,listening to music,just like her,she was listening to "i'm with you"
from avril lavigne,and as she got closer,she heard the song "not enough" from o.l.p.
He had a black,long sleeve,v-neck,sweater and dark grey baggy pants,covering white and red nikies.His hair was short,not too short,and spiked up,he had an almost peaceful expression on his face,he looked like trent a little from daria.She took a step next to him,smelling his colone,strong like his big toned body.She leaned over to the wall,about a meter away from him.He opened his eyes,alert as she pressed her back to rest at the side,closing her eyes again as she reached to her back pack,on the side,that hung on her right shoulder,talking out her cd player and pressing the play nutton on it and music started playing.He recognised the song,and relaxed again as he continued to stare at her body.she had long black hair down to her mid arm,a navy coloured sweatshirt on top of a black shirt,down to her very dark navy pants,on top of "and 1" running shoes.
The bell rang,and the teacher finally came out of the classroom openning the door,for the 30 or so students to come in.She quickly took her seat,the usual one,way at the back of the classroom.He took the seat right next to her,obviously a sigh that he noticed her.he also saw that she had hazel dark brown eyes,with just a touch of olive.She wasnt like the other girls there,she wasn't bonny nor fat.And he liked that.She took out her black book,opening it,he notices that it was for sketches,she put her left leg on the right corner of the desk.They were sitting in the farthest corner of the classroom,in the back.She took out her pencil, pushed on it a couple of times,and started drawing.He stared at her,as she drew over the lines over and over again,making it darker,through the whole damn class,for 75 minutes.
part two-involplete-on paper,im too annoyed by ahmad's blabbering to copy it on print,so spare me the citicism,yeah u heard me!
Lost in naked raindrops of life
Lost in naked raindrops of life,she layed in her bed,with rolling thunder in the back round,again,she had woken up from a horrible dream of dying alone,she had problems.
She looked down at the creature beside her,with pale skin and dark brown hair,and green eyes that rested behind eyelids like windows to a lost soul covered in eyelashes,long and slender like his body.
she was not alone anymore,back to reality,she looked at the guy,sleeping like a baby,not caring,nor aware,of the troubles and problems in the world.He was an angel that fell into er god forsaiken life like a rock on the pond.She knew she would leave,like always,trying to run from her doomed destiny that involved him.
~next scene~
The girl walked through the hallways of the high school,trying not to remember her problems,tryign to fit in like everybody else.She alienated everyone,and anyone,who tried to get close to her,because she knew that they would get hurt.She came to her class.The first day,last year of high school,the end of the torture that presceded college,worries and future problems.She came to her class,studying the people waiting for the 1st bell to ring.the usual cheerleaders,discusting really,the rejects,the outcasts,the punks,the geeks and the small insignificant group of people she reffered to as normal'.As she walked by,she saw something that her gaze stayed glued on.This guy,black hair,his eyes closed,leaning against the wall,listening to music,just like her,she was listening to "i'm with you"
from avril lavigne,and as she got closer,she heard the song "not enough" from o.l.p.
He had a black,long sleeve,v-neck,sweater and dark grey baggy pants,covering white and red nikies.His hair was short,not too short,and spiked up,he had an almost peaceful expression on his face,he looked like trent a little from daria.She took a step next to him,smelling his colone,strong like his big toned body.She leaned over to the wall,about a meter away from him.He opened his eyes,alert as she pressed her back to rest at the side,closing her eyes again as she reached to her back pack,on the side,that hung on her right shoulder,talking out her cd player and pressing the play nutton on it and music started playing.He recognised the song,and relaxed again as he continued to stare at her body.she had long black hair down to her mid arm,a navy coloured sweatshirt on top of a black shirt,down to her very dark navy pants,on top of "and 1" running shoes.
The bell rang,and the teacher finally came out of the classroom openning the door,for the 30 or so students to come in.She quickly took her seat,the usual one,way at the back of the classroom.He took the seat right next to her,obviously a sigh that he noticed her.he also saw that she had hazel dark brown eyes,with just a touch of olive.She wasnt like the other girls there,she wasn't bonny nor fat.And he liked that.She took out her black book,opening it,he notices that it was for sketches,she put her left leg on the right corner of the desk.They were sitting in the farthest corner of the classroom,in the back.She took out her pencil, pushed on it a couple of times,and started drawing.He stared at her,as she drew over the lines over and over again,making it darker,through the whole damn class,for 75 minutes.
part two-involplete-on paper,im too annoyed by ahmad's blabbering to copy it on print,so spare me the citicism,yeah u heard me!
