superupdates! rahh. haha.

anyways.. the first part of the chapter is just the product of zooming around purevolume.

and the second is my first experience with all dialogue. it really has no point but i thought it would be cute. if it seems confusing tell me and i'll clear it up haha. but it shouldn't be too hard to follow.

if it seems like im making up the story as i go along.. it's because i am. ._. but it's fun to write! and i really like writing this so please don't hate me lol.

okay! this is too much blather from me.

so yeah. read&rate&comment and all that sparkly shit.

I awoke inside a dream, your face in front of me. I see the sky in different blues. They all look good on you. We'll name the clouds like they're our kids, accumulate over our heads. It goes to show the debts we own are bigger than we stand to owe. So maybe in the end you'll see that in the end, I'll be the one.

He was gana be alone tonight. He didn't expect Cat to call him up and ask him to take her to the festival going on down by the beach, and his expectations proved true. He hadn't received a call nor text or anything that had to do with communication, not even Jade, who'd left his house with both of them clueless as to what to do with Ivory and Beck. Had she stayed longer, they may have come up with at least a rough draft of an idea, but she claimed that she couldn't stand being in his house any longer, and Robbie didn't argue with that logic. Having her inside his house scared him as well, and he was more than happy to show her the way into the foyer.

If I could write you a song to make you fall in love, I would already have you under my arm.

He was listening to the CD Ivory had given him a week after they'd begun dating. It wasn't the type of thing he usually listened to; a CD that held a compilation of local artists performing at a vegan café Ivory was very fond of. But it did something for him, both torturing and soothing him with the memory of his ex-girlfriend. It made him feel, and that was what mattered the most.

I won't do what you told me. I won't do what you said I'm not gonna stop feeling. I'm not gonna forget it

I don't wanna start over. I don't wanna pretend it you are not my lover, that you're only my friend. Cause when it took my heart, it took it all. When you gave it back, I fell apart.

At the same time, he supposed it would be nice to sleep again. It was something he hadn't done in a while, and if it weren't for Cat's overzealousness then he probably would've spent every night since the breakup just like this; sprawled out on the carpet as he drank in the music more and more as the seconds passed. He recalled that Ivory spent most of her time like this, but that undoubtedly changed with Beck in her life.

Goodnight, thank you dear I can't sleep again. Got your words in my head on repeat again, looking up at familiar constellations on my ceiling. Maybe it's sad that I know them by heart.

He hadn't realized how alone he was until he was left alone. It was a feeling that he'd known before Ivory, and it was a feeling he didn't want to go back to. He had friends, but he wasn't the most popular person in school. He was invariably grateful for his companions, though, but the problem was that they were never around. Tori and Andre were closer to each other than they were to the rest of the group, and Robbie assumed himself to be close to Cat, but spending time with her was too hard. You said one thing and it would put her out of place. It was stressful.

Wake up, by myself think of you again. Got my phone sitting quiet by my side again, waiting for some kind of sign that I'm not alone. Maybe it's sad that I'm not expecting one. How am I so head over heels that all I ever think about is you? And how can you pass your day and not miss me the same way too? I'm scared and I don't know what to do... Hello, nice to see your face again, got your eyes playing tricks on my heart again, feeling like we're still the same as the beginning. Maybe it's sad that I still feel that way.

And if you ever forget how much you mean to me, I will remind you.

"I think that one's the North Star…"

"Babe, that's just a star."

"Excuse me, I didn't know you were an astrologist."

"But it's not even bright. Any idiot can tell that's not the North Star."

"Oh, so now you're calling me an idiot?"

"Maybe."

"Shut up. Besides, it's bright enough to see that it is a star."

"What's your point?"

"You said that it's not bright! It is bright!"

"Alright."

"Apologize! You've hurt it's feelings!"

"…"

"Come on, babe. Apologize."

"I am not apologizing to a star."

"Do you want me to tip this hammock over?"

"Go ahead. It's not like you'll be able- BECK!"

"I caught you. Sheesh, you thought I was serious?"

"No, and then you actually started to tip the thing over."

"Well, I'm sorry I scared you. See? I apologized."

"Don't kiss me after mocking me!"

"If you let me kiss you then I'll drop the star thing."

"I'd rather apologize to the star."

"Go ahead then."

"…"

"I get my kiss then."

"Shut up, you Christmas tree."

"Babe, you're doing the peace sign wrong."

"This isn't a peace sign. I left my index finger down for a reason."

"Don't destroy the innocence. Come on, help me find the North Star."

"You can't. There are only like seven stars out."

"I swear, you can be so cynical sometimes."

"I'm not being cynical! Count for them yourself! See, there's one… three… ten. Ten stars."

"Ha."

"What?"

"You said seven. There's ten."

"Shut up."

"I love you too."