hey, you guys! c:

I just got a random spurt of inspiration, so I decided to write this... thing.

Disclaimer: I wish!

01. Dreamer

She was the dreamer. Everyone knew that, it was her thing.

She would dream of something, anything, everything.She'd have that blank, distant look on her face as she remained in her own world for hours on end. Nobody knew for sure what she thought in that pretty little mind of hers, but it was a known fact that there was a certain boy (cough Uchiha cough) that was almost always in her thoughts.

People just looked at her sadly, sympathetic looks etched upon their faces. Nobody had the heart to tell the dreamer that the boy had another. Nobody had the guts to shatter her heart. Nobody wanted to see the little dreamer breaking, breaking, broken.

But even as all these things happen, the dreamer continues to dream. And to everyone, she is still and always will be the lovely little dreamer they know.

(Perhaps the reason why she spent so much time daydreaming was because it was in her dreams where she imagined finally having a happily-ever-after with him.)

02. Stereo

~ I'm losing hope 'cause she's so lost in stereo, lost in stereo.~

"You're crazy," I deadpan as she dances to the music.

Her laughter does not surprise me. "Maybe."

"You're not even dancing to the beat."

More laughter. "I know."

She holds her hand out to me, as if asking me to join in her retarded dancing spree.

Her smile is so bright and happiness is evident on her flushed face. Her light pink locks are a tangled mess, but she didn't seem to care. Her clothes are wrinkled and one of her sneakers' laces were untied.

"You're deranged." Crazy, retarded, beautiful.

I took her hand anyway.

03. Snow fight

"It's snowing!" she squealed .

With an eyebrow raised, he said, "I'm quite aware."

But his comment was ignored as the rosette girl grabbed a coat and some gloves, hurried outside and left him alone.

Sighing, he shook his head at her childish antics, but went in search for his winter gear too.

The first thing that greeted him when he stepped outside was a snowball to the face and a shout of "SNOW FIGHT!"

He swiftly ran to dodge the packed snow that was bombarding him. Once he found a good place, he started making and throwing snowballs of his own.

It was the first time he laughed in a year.

Yeah, I know. Super short. Sorry.

Anyway, review? And if you guys are kind enough, could you please leave a list of prompts? Or something... So that I could write more, haha!