Disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with Once and Again. The
song (Echo off of Morning View) belongs to Incubus.
A/N: Well here's chapter 5. I hope you like it. I'm not sure if it's any good, but I had to write something. I'm just no good at the intense feeling situations yet. It's pretty late so if any of my jokes are lame I apologize before hand. ;) Thanks to Incubus for this rad song. Thank you again to all of you who read my story and review as well! You rock. Oh if anyone wanted to check out the song in chapter 3 (Sorry, sorry by Rooney) you can dl it at www.rooney-band.com. Good song. Characters thoughts are in between these '….'. Ok enough rambling, here we go…
'Eli.'
Grace lay on her bed thinking. It was too early to go to bed and too late to do anything else.
'Grace.'
She glanced over at her blank computer screen. There was an English assignment she needed to complete, floating around in the back of her mind.
'Eli and Grace.'
She flipped over to rest on her stomach.
'Grace and Eli.'
"Fabulous. My vocabulary has been reduced to three words." Grace announced out loud and sat up. "It's too quiet in here. Geeze I'm already talking to myself." She walked over to her stereo and put on a CD.
The music was soft and beautiful.
There's something about the look in your eyes
Something I noticed when the light was just right
It reminded me twice that I was alive
And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight
She lay back down on her bed. Her feet lost in the pillows as she let her head hang off the edge of the bed. 'Maybe if I let the blood rush to my brain I could think of something other than Eli Sammler.'
She closed her eyes and began to relax as the song continued.
My biggest fear will be the rescue of me
Strange how it turns out the way, yeah
Could you show me dear?
Something I've not seen.
Something infinitely interesting
There's something about the way you move
I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing
More subtle than something someone contrives
Your movements echo that I've seen the real thing
"Brandon you're not helping." She said to the lead singer as if he could hear her. "This song has Eli written all over it. Thank you." She breathed sarcastically.
Eyes still closed, Grace didn't see Eli stop just outsider her slightly open door. He was on his way downstairs from the bathroom when he heard music and a voice.
Your biggest fear will be the rescue of you
Strange how it turns out that way, yeah
Could you show me dear?
Something I've not seen.
Something infinitely interesting
"Come on Brandon. We're buds, right? Give me a song not having to do with- ." She stopped talking when a small knock came from her door.
"Grace? Can I come in?"
'Eli?' She opened the door for him to step inside. "Sure. What can I do for you?"
Eli looked around the room taking in all things Grace. She closed the door and turned around to find Eli looking at her from beside her bed. Neither one moved.
"Incubus. Good band." Eli said awkwardly, deciding weather to sit on the bed or continue standing.
"Yeah." Grace moved her eyes anywhere but on his. She looked from here to there as if carefully watching a fly buzz around her room.
Eli finally sat down on the bed. "So I went to Coop's today. He says he's got Anti-Inflammatory a gig. Which is kind of good timing 'cause I've actually been working on this new song." He rambled.
Any nervousness Grace was feeling left her as she sat down next to him. "Eli! This is amazing." She unconsciously gave him a hug.
Eli was stiff and still not able to move.
"It's about time you started writing again. Not to mention performing." She smiled broadly.
Her smile made him relax a bit. 'Come on Sammler be cool. Why are you nervous? It's Grace. Yeah. Grace.' Feeling more comfortable, Eli found it easier to hold a conversation so he continued. "Yeah. It has been a while now. I guess I've just been so uninspired lately."
"You mean stoned." She didn't say it to hurt him. She lightly nudged him with here arm and smiled again.
"I guess you could say that." He laughed a little. "But I'm trying Grace. Really. I mean my music comes first now."
"Oh yeah?"
"I have seen the error of my ways." He put on the most serious face he had.
Grace rolled her eyes. They were mere inches apart now. Eli found himself leaning forward even more. Her eyes seemed to pull him in.
"Maybe, you know, when I finish I could play it for you sometime."
"That'd be, nice."
They could feel the each other's breath on their cheeks. Grace licked her lips, as did Eli.
"Grace, I uh…chicken." Eli leaned back, realizing what had just come out of his mouth.
'You are?' Grace.
'I am.' Eli.
"Huh?" Grace was disappointed, but couldn't help the laugh that escaped her. Laughing was better than crying, especially in front of Eli.
"Chicken, in the fridge. I'll go get some. You want any?" He paced over to her bedroom door and opened it quickly.
"Uh, no thanks."
"Ok. Well, if you're sure. Then g'night Grace." Eli flew out of there practically falling down the stairs.
Grace turned off her computer. 'That assignment will have to wait.' She turned off her light and went to the window. "Goodnight Eli." She sighed.
She got under the covers. "Chicken."
. . .
Eli flopped face down on his bed. 'What is wrong with me? You're a dumb ass remember? Oh right, of course.'
He picked up his guitar and began to play. 'I'm finishing this. Tonight.'
He glanced out the window and looked up just in time to see the light in Grace's room turn off. He sighed and strummed a bit harder.
"Ow!" He looked at his fingers. "I really need to get a pick."
A/N: Well here's chapter 5. I hope you like it. I'm not sure if it's any good, but I had to write something. I'm just no good at the intense feeling situations yet. It's pretty late so if any of my jokes are lame I apologize before hand. ;) Thanks to Incubus for this rad song. Thank you again to all of you who read my story and review as well! You rock. Oh if anyone wanted to check out the song in chapter 3 (Sorry, sorry by Rooney) you can dl it at www.rooney-band.com. Good song. Characters thoughts are in between these '….'. Ok enough rambling, here we go…
'Eli.'
Grace lay on her bed thinking. It was too early to go to bed and too late to do anything else.
'Grace.'
She glanced over at her blank computer screen. There was an English assignment she needed to complete, floating around in the back of her mind.
'Eli and Grace.'
She flipped over to rest on her stomach.
'Grace and Eli.'
"Fabulous. My vocabulary has been reduced to three words." Grace announced out loud and sat up. "It's too quiet in here. Geeze I'm already talking to myself." She walked over to her stereo and put on a CD.
The music was soft and beautiful.
There's something about the look in your eyes
Something I noticed when the light was just right
It reminded me twice that I was alive
And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight
She lay back down on her bed. Her feet lost in the pillows as she let her head hang off the edge of the bed. 'Maybe if I let the blood rush to my brain I could think of something other than Eli Sammler.'
She closed her eyes and began to relax as the song continued.
My biggest fear will be the rescue of me
Strange how it turns out the way, yeah
Could you show me dear?
Something I've not seen.
Something infinitely interesting
There's something about the way you move
I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing
More subtle than something someone contrives
Your movements echo that I've seen the real thing
"Brandon you're not helping." She said to the lead singer as if he could hear her. "This song has Eli written all over it. Thank you." She breathed sarcastically.
Eyes still closed, Grace didn't see Eli stop just outsider her slightly open door. He was on his way downstairs from the bathroom when he heard music and a voice.
Your biggest fear will be the rescue of you
Strange how it turns out that way, yeah
Could you show me dear?
Something I've not seen.
Something infinitely interesting
"Come on Brandon. We're buds, right? Give me a song not having to do with- ." She stopped talking when a small knock came from her door.
"Grace? Can I come in?"
'Eli?' She opened the door for him to step inside. "Sure. What can I do for you?"
Eli looked around the room taking in all things Grace. She closed the door and turned around to find Eli looking at her from beside her bed. Neither one moved.
"Incubus. Good band." Eli said awkwardly, deciding weather to sit on the bed or continue standing.
"Yeah." Grace moved her eyes anywhere but on his. She looked from here to there as if carefully watching a fly buzz around her room.
Eli finally sat down on the bed. "So I went to Coop's today. He says he's got Anti-Inflammatory a gig. Which is kind of good timing 'cause I've actually been working on this new song." He rambled.
Any nervousness Grace was feeling left her as she sat down next to him. "Eli! This is amazing." She unconsciously gave him a hug.
Eli was stiff and still not able to move.
"It's about time you started writing again. Not to mention performing." She smiled broadly.
Her smile made him relax a bit. 'Come on Sammler be cool. Why are you nervous? It's Grace. Yeah. Grace.' Feeling more comfortable, Eli found it easier to hold a conversation so he continued. "Yeah. It has been a while now. I guess I've just been so uninspired lately."
"You mean stoned." She didn't say it to hurt him. She lightly nudged him with here arm and smiled again.
"I guess you could say that." He laughed a little. "But I'm trying Grace. Really. I mean my music comes first now."
"Oh yeah?"
"I have seen the error of my ways." He put on the most serious face he had.
Grace rolled her eyes. They were mere inches apart now. Eli found himself leaning forward even more. Her eyes seemed to pull him in.
"Maybe, you know, when I finish I could play it for you sometime."
"That'd be, nice."
They could feel the each other's breath on their cheeks. Grace licked her lips, as did Eli.
"Grace, I uh…chicken." Eli leaned back, realizing what had just come out of his mouth.
'You are?' Grace.
'I am.' Eli.
"Huh?" Grace was disappointed, but couldn't help the laugh that escaped her. Laughing was better than crying, especially in front of Eli.
"Chicken, in the fridge. I'll go get some. You want any?" He paced over to her bedroom door and opened it quickly.
"Uh, no thanks."
"Ok. Well, if you're sure. Then g'night Grace." Eli flew out of there practically falling down the stairs.
Grace turned off her computer. 'That assignment will have to wait.' She turned off her light and went to the window. "Goodnight Eli." She sighed.
She got under the covers. "Chicken."
. . .
Eli flopped face down on his bed. 'What is wrong with me? You're a dumb ass remember? Oh right, of course.'
He picked up his guitar and began to play. 'I'm finishing this. Tonight.'
He glanced out the window and looked up just in time to see the light in Grace's room turn off. He sighed and strummed a bit harder.
"Ow!" He looked at his fingers. "I really need to get a pick."