A/N: Before I begin... I KNOW, I KNOW, I KNOW! It's toooooo
short. Awww... well... well... well... you know how it is! I'm just so
freaking lazy and my friends are mad at me and my mom is a bitch and
I have to much homework and *pause for breath* my dad is trying
to hypnotize my dog and ... and ... and, well, you know, you said it
yourself!
Right, right?
I know I heard you say it!
Come on go "Yeah, I know!"
*quckly gets a hold of herself* Anyway, I just stopped speaking to ... oh...
lets see.... him and him and her and her and her and that and it and her and him
and it and them and her and him and him and her and her and her and... in other
words I currently have no life (did I ever?). I'd love to speak to someone....
*Hopeful look*....
Anyone?....
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As Real as Rain: Chapter Two
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' I can't believe he isn't here yet,' I thought bitterly to myself. 'Just how long does
it take for a person to get on a train anyway?' I turned on the couch to stare at
the water stained ceiling of my flat. My arms instinctivly came up to rub my upper
arms to try to get rid of the goose bumps. 'And it's so darn cold.'
I allowed myself a grin as I sat up on the couch to direct my stare at the blank
television screen. 'And you know what bored people do on cold days'
Looking around my apartment, I realized just how plain of a place it really was.
The entire thing was quite small, the walls a dull white, no decoration anywhere.
All the furniture was made out of the same metallic grey metal as though I where
soem robot programed to live in the exact same way where ever I was in my
house. I always had a problem expressing myself and my feelings though; I never
really could open up to anyone very well.
My face shifted to the only thing that looked any diffrent from the still plants and
grey tables in the other rooms. On the coffee table in between the couch and
the television sat a single golden framed picture which stood out broadly from
the regular metallic grey. I muttered as I stared into the eys of the boy in the
picture, his dreamy brown eyes taking me in as I imagined the feel of his soft
creamy skin, his wonderful cinnamon hair. "At least I found someone I can
finally open up to." I muttered aloud to the silence of the room.
The sound of my own voice was unsettling as it echoed off the lonely walls off
the room. Turning and laying back down on the couch, I stared up at the ceiling
once more. I was reminded of my own insecurity when I realized the fact that
the boy might have changed over all these years. I had not seen him for so long
that I barely remembered what his voice had sounded like before we had our
phone conversation the day before. His voice had been marked by fatigue and
he had seemed so exhausted. "He just needs a break from his life," I convinced
myself. But then it occured to me that I did not even know what his life was
like.
The boy I had known was so carefree. I never could have imagined him to be
bothered by anything. As I began to contemplate over what could possibly be
the reason of his apparent depression, the doorbell rang.
I smiled.
"Tenchi is here."
short. Awww... well... well... well... you know how it is! I'm just so
freaking lazy and my friends are mad at me and my mom is a bitch and
I have to much homework and *pause for breath* my dad is trying
to hypnotize my dog and ... and ... and, well, you know, you said it
yourself!
Right, right?
I know I heard you say it!
Come on go "Yeah, I know!"
*quckly gets a hold of herself* Anyway, I just stopped speaking to ... oh...
lets see.... him and him and her and her and her and that and it and her and him
and it and them and her and him and him and her and her and her and... in other
words I currently have no life (did I ever?). I'd love to speak to someone....
*Hopeful look*....
Anyone?....
----
As Real as Rain: Chapter Two
----
' I can't believe he isn't here yet,' I thought bitterly to myself. 'Just how long does
it take for a person to get on a train anyway?' I turned on the couch to stare at
the water stained ceiling of my flat. My arms instinctivly came up to rub my upper
arms to try to get rid of the goose bumps. 'And it's so darn cold.'
I allowed myself a grin as I sat up on the couch to direct my stare at the blank
television screen. 'And you know what bored people do on cold days'
Looking around my apartment, I realized just how plain of a place it really was.
The entire thing was quite small, the walls a dull white, no decoration anywhere.
All the furniture was made out of the same metallic grey metal as though I where
soem robot programed to live in the exact same way where ever I was in my
house. I always had a problem expressing myself and my feelings though; I never
really could open up to anyone very well.
My face shifted to the only thing that looked any diffrent from the still plants and
grey tables in the other rooms. On the coffee table in between the couch and
the television sat a single golden framed picture which stood out broadly from
the regular metallic grey. I muttered as I stared into the eys of the boy in the
picture, his dreamy brown eyes taking me in as I imagined the feel of his soft
creamy skin, his wonderful cinnamon hair. "At least I found someone I can
finally open up to." I muttered aloud to the silence of the room.
The sound of my own voice was unsettling as it echoed off the lonely walls off
the room. Turning and laying back down on the couch, I stared up at the ceiling
once more. I was reminded of my own insecurity when I realized the fact that
the boy might have changed over all these years. I had not seen him for so long
that I barely remembered what his voice had sounded like before we had our
phone conversation the day before. His voice had been marked by fatigue and
he had seemed so exhausted. "He just needs a break from his life," I convinced
myself. But then it occured to me that I did not even know what his life was
like.
The boy I had known was so carefree. I never could have imagined him to be
bothered by anything. As I began to contemplate over what could possibly be
the reason of his apparent depression, the doorbell rang.
I smiled.
"Tenchi is here."