Chapter 2: Welcome to the Jungle, Punk.
"We cannot choose what we are, and yet, what are we, but the sum of our choices?"
Grant Naylor
Two Days Later…
Now look up into the sky, yep, that clear blue wonderful abyss of nothingness. Yet at the same time the sky holds much more than we mortals could ever comprehend, it is the gate-way to other worlds, the start of the heavens, it's where God sits on his magnificent throne watching those below, the sky is everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
Now let us look down into the horizon. Past the heat haze and the blurry surroundings you can just make out a figure. No wait two figures. The gentle breeze kissing their faces, who would've known two such inconspicuous characters would change the fate of the city? Would they? That great mystery time, one mystery that man will never solve, holds all the answers.
The path which led to the city was extremely long, on either side there were vast bushes and trees. They provided some shade from the domineering Sun. The two figures tread on in silence, one the tall slightly muscled one who has a grace in movement that cannot possibly achieved by any normal person, seems to be staring at the ground in front of him. In fact he was doing quite the opposite his mind millions of miles away among the planets and stars of space; yeah he was daydreaming.
His little companion walked beside him holding on of his fingers, she kept shaking it trying to get his attention. "Squall!"
The tall figure awoke from his trance a little groggy, "Huh?… What's wrong honey?" He asked picking her up holding her in one arm.
"I'm hungwy," she said sorrowfully.
The tall figure looked at her with sadness in his eyes, she didn't deserve this.
"I know darling, just a little longer and you'll get all the food you can eat."
"Oh wowee! Like what?!" The young girl said her eyes twinkling, in high spirits once again.
The tall figure looked at her momentarily taken back, "Um… Uh… Ice cream."
"Yay!" The little girl wrapped her arms around the neck of the young man and affectionately planted a big wet kiss right on his cheek.
The taller one smiled, "I promise I'll get you ice cream and anything else you want, as soon as we get to the place I was telling you about."
"Oh, you mean that pwace where you're going to beat up woads of people. Why are yoo always beatin' up people Squall?" The young girl asked twirling around one of the strands of her hair with a little dainty finger.
The taller one sighed, and started speaking in a fatherly manner, although he didn't mean to.
"Now Jenny, we've had this conversation before and I'll tell you once again. You want that little belly of yours full right?" He tickled her belly resulting in a giggle from the younger girl. "Well then your going to have to bear with me 'cause fighting's the only thing I'm good at okay?"
" 'kay, Squall."
"Good, now lets have a little rest," he said taking a detour and straying off the path into the bush. He let the little girl down on to the grass and she plopped down on her bottom letting out a big sigh.
The tall figure stretched out on the ground placing his hands beneath his head and looked up to the sky.
What a beautiful day…
To let it get away,
A song, from his past, drifted into his mind.
Touch me, take me to that other place… I know I'm not a hopeless case.
Then again maybe I am, he thought to himself. His train of thought was interrupted by the fumbling to his left, he swivelled his head slightly to see his little companion fumbling around in her pockets trying to get something out. She didn't realise he was watching so she continued with her task, until the object freed itself from the trappings inside her dress.
It looked to be a Walkman… What?!
The tall figure sat up immediately, "Where did you get that from?!" He inquired a touch angry.
The girl looked up at him her eyes wide open "Oh… Um… hewo Squall I thought you were goin' to sweep," she said a touch nervous.
"Answer the question missy."
The girl desperately looked around for an option, excuse, escape… nothing, oh well better tells him the twuth.
She let out a breath, "Wemember that guy who tried to steal my bag, well he said that if I stopped you from beating him up he would give me a pwesent. So he did!"
The tall figures face showed some recognition with the incident, "That's why you told me not to hit him."
"Yeah."
"But I told you never to take anything from strangers, you made a promise." The tall figure put his index figure up and waved it in the girls face as he said the last few words.
"But… but it was a pwesent," the girl pleaded, "I didn't want it but he kept sayin' take it, so I did."
"No but's, a promise is a promise." The tall one sighed his role as the fatherly figure over, he really hated telling the girl off but he had no choice. "Anyways if you wanted one you should've told me and I would have got it for you."
"Sowy… I won't do it again." The little figure apologised earnestly looking down at the ground.
Now that the tension was over she held up one of the headphones and gave it to the taller figure. "Here take this, listen to this song is called 'Eyes on Me' is weally pwetty."
The taller figure took the headphone and listened to the slow melody.
"Well what do you think?" The girl asked him.
The boy thought for a second, "The truth?" The girl nodded her head. "Well, I'd rather listen to a cow fart," he said simply. The girl burst out laughing and fell to the floor clutching her sides, the tall figure looked at her and smiled.
"Your sooo mean," she said after the laughter had stopped. "I weally like it, you know."
She stood up and began a little dance moving her feet and arms in tandem while shaking her minuscule hips.
"My last night here with youu, Maybee yes maybee no," she started to sing, she had a very sweet voice.
"Oh Jesus…" the taller figure groaned, "Look, cut it out Jenny what if someone sees you."
The girl turned towards him placing her hands on her hips and frowning, "Well have you got anything better I can dance to?"
"Don't dance at all it's bloody embarrassing."
The girl just stuck out her tongue at him. "You're so sulky, who cares if I dance," and to give her argument more impact she started to dance again.
"Fine… FINE, here take this," the tall figure handed her a tape, "Now that's what I call real music." She inserted the tape into the Walkman and began to listen.
(Cue Limp Bizkit: Take a Look Around)
She looked at the tall figure who looked back at her eyebrows raised. She raised her own eye brows, brought out her lower lip and started nodding her head, in a gesture that was reminiscent of Joey from Friends.
The older boy laughed and picked her up once again, "Come on, let's go."
They began walking back towards the city, behind them the setting Sun retreating back into the earth. Dusk for them dawn for someone, somewhere else on the Mother earth, a perfectly balanced cycle that would exist for eternity.
"Hey Squall, where did yoo get that tape fwom?"
"Um… Uh…"
The girl inhaled sharply "YOO! You took it fwom someone didn't yoo?"
The boy started to protest, "N…No, I… Um, found it. Yeah… Yeah I found it."
"Don't lie to me Mister."
"Sowy Jenny." The taller figure sulked.
"Yoo gonna get me two ice cweams now." The girl demanded, waving her index finger in the face of the boy.
"You know too much," the tall figure said looking at her, the girl smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"I love yoo Squall."
"I love you too, Jen." And they walked on together towards their destinies.
All their teachin' in the world today,
All the little girls fillin' up the world today,
With the good comes the bad, the bad comes the good,
But I'm gonna live my life like I should.
Now all the critics wanna hit it,
?
Just because they don't get it,
But I'll stay fitted,
New they were committed,
Now this red cap gets a rap from these critics.
Do we always gotta cry?
Do we always gotta live inside a lie?
Life's just a blast that's movin' really fast,
Better stay on top or life will kick you in the ass.
Follow me into a solo,
Remember that kid?
So watcha you wanna do?
And where you gonna run, when your starin' down the cable of a,
Mike pointed at you grill like a gun,
Limp Bizkit is rockin' the set,
It's like Russian Roulette when you're placin' your bet,
So don't be upset when you're broke and you're done,
Cause I'm a be the one to laget.
I know why you wanna hate me,
Cause hate is all the world has even seen lately,
And now you wanna hate me?
Cause hate is all the world has even seen lately,
Does anybody really know the secret?
Or the combination to this life and where they keep it?
It's kinda sad when you don't know the meaning,
But everything happens for a reason.
I don't even know what I should say,
Cause I'm an idiot, a loser, microphone abuser,
I analyse every second I exist,
Beatin' up my mind every second with my fist,
And everybody wanna run,
Everybody wanna hide from the gun,
You can take a ride through this life if you want,
But you can take the edge of the knife, No sir,
And now you want your money back,
And you're denied 'cause your brains fried from the sack,
But there ain't nothing I can do,
'Cause life is a lesson,
You'll learn it when you're through.
I know why you wanna hate me,
Cause hate is all the world has even seen lately,
And now you wanna hate me?
Cause hate is all the world has even seen lately,
Now I know why,
Now I know why,
Now I know why you wanna hate me,
Cause hate is all the world has even seen lately,
Now I know why you wanna hate me,
Cause hate is all the world has even seen lately,
To be Continued…
Disclaimer: Wow the second chapter done, took longer than I thought. So wa'dya think? All feedback welcome. Don't worry the next chapters will be very, action packed and I won't include so much metaphorical stuff, you can call this "The calm before the storm" or hurricane if you will. Until next time folks…