"You're such a fool!" these words she uttered as tears filled her hazel
eyes. Turning around to leave she smiled weakly and whispered "Can't you
see I love you?"
He heard her but the words refused to be processed by his mind. Three little words: I love you. How was it that they could be so hard to say?
"Aliana I'm sorry" he cried, "Please, what did I say?"
"More than you will ever know" with that she could no longer contain her tears. She ran, ran as fast as she could. Anything to escape the pain. Knights claimed to be so chivalrous but how could they be if they didn't listen to their hearts? She had made the mistake of falling for one. Damn the French nobility! *~*~*~*~*~* What had he done? He didn't understand. And why not? Part of him asked. You've always understood women before. Why not this time too? No he didn't understand them at all. He simply didn't get attached is all. He understood them to an extent just as long as he didn't get too close to them. You made the mistake of getting attached. But was it a mistake? *~*~*~*~*~* Stupid! I told myself not to get attached. Now look what I've gone and done. Oh, I'm sorry I don't believe I know you. Well my name is Aliana Scheubaker. It's actually Sarah Maxwell but I rarely tell anyone my real name. The reason I don't call myself by my real name is because I'm not from this time. Not that you believe me. Can't say I blame you. No one here does. At least no one that I've told does anyway. To them Sarah Maxwell is just some teenager who disappeared in the early 21rst century.
To them I am Aliana Scheubaker, pilot of the Gundam Deathscythe. An upstart one-third Irish girl raised in Houston Texas. To Ireland I am a hero. To the rest of the world I'm just another mutt. Although not so much of one to the German, Mexican, and the Americans. The first two is because of being about a third of each. The third is because of being born and raised an american citizen just like the rest of my family on my mother's side. I would fight for America but, what chance do I have of beating Chibodee Crocket in the qualifying matches?
My name is Aliana Scheubaker. This is my story.
He heard her but the words refused to be processed by his mind. Three little words: I love you. How was it that they could be so hard to say?
"Aliana I'm sorry" he cried, "Please, what did I say?"
"More than you will ever know" with that she could no longer contain her tears. She ran, ran as fast as she could. Anything to escape the pain. Knights claimed to be so chivalrous but how could they be if they didn't listen to their hearts? She had made the mistake of falling for one. Damn the French nobility! *~*~*~*~*~* What had he done? He didn't understand. And why not? Part of him asked. You've always understood women before. Why not this time too? No he didn't understand them at all. He simply didn't get attached is all. He understood them to an extent just as long as he didn't get too close to them. You made the mistake of getting attached. But was it a mistake? *~*~*~*~*~* Stupid! I told myself not to get attached. Now look what I've gone and done. Oh, I'm sorry I don't believe I know you. Well my name is Aliana Scheubaker. It's actually Sarah Maxwell but I rarely tell anyone my real name. The reason I don't call myself by my real name is because I'm not from this time. Not that you believe me. Can't say I blame you. No one here does. At least no one that I've told does anyway. To them Sarah Maxwell is just some teenager who disappeared in the early 21rst century.
To them I am Aliana Scheubaker, pilot of the Gundam Deathscythe. An upstart one-third Irish girl raised in Houston Texas. To Ireland I am a hero. To the rest of the world I'm just another mutt. Although not so much of one to the German, Mexican, and the Americans. The first two is because of being about a third of each. The third is because of being born and raised an american citizen just like the rest of my family on my mother's side. I would fight for America but, what chance do I have of beating Chibodee Crocket in the qualifying matches?
My name is Aliana Scheubaker. This is my story.