Missing; Chapter 2
Note- Feeback would be extremely appreciated. Is this a story worth continuing? I'm really not sure but the game plan right now is to somehow continue it, any feedback would mean a lot. Thanks all. This is a short chapter to get back in the swingle of things :) Enjoy! I did. Sort of. And for those that know me "the one typing this stuff", no this is NOT me baring my soul, because I'm not just going to come out and do that. smurfs... Oh special note I apologize in advance for the funky formatting, I have no idea why but Fanfic no longer likes me and refuses to allow spacing in my chapter uploads (Anyone know why? Please let me know!!!) I used to have no problem here, and I'm not doing anything different, so I dunno. Sorry readers. Arg.
AND I MISS YOU
Grace first noticed August somewhere during the first set of Lisa's show. He was standing in the back leaning against a shelf. He had a suit on and his long hair was styled somehow. She couldn't really believe he was even there. And yet it seemed perfectly normal that he would be just there, like that, and looking the way that he looked. Because, I mean, that was how he did look. Grace adverted her eyes not wanting him to know that she was in anyway thrown by his presence. But she was internally thrown like into a soft pillow. Grace wanted to go over and speak with him but she wasn't sure she was ready for that yet. Lisa sang and Grace willed herself to watch the stage and actually listen. She was certain she felt his beady blue eyes on her, but then she thought it was completely unlikely, improbable and nothing more than all a beautiful dream. A fantasy. She listened to the performance taking place. She had wanted this song.
"You say I only hear what I want too
And you say I talk so all the time
so
And I thought what I felt was simple
and I thought that I don't belong
and now that I am leaving
Now I know I did something wrong 'cause I missed you.
...
You try to tell me that I'm clever
but that won't take me anyhow or anywhere with you
you said that I was naive and I thought that I was strong oh
I thought "hey I can leave, I can leave"
but now I know that I was wrong
'cause I missed you
yeah miss you
you said you "caught me 'cause you want me and one day you'll let me go"
you try to give away a keeper, or keep me
'cause you're just so scared to lose
you say "stay".
You say I only hear what I want to."
After the show, August walked over to her. Grace had had her back turned.
"Hi." Well that was simple enough. It wasn't like they didn't even know each other at all.
Grace smiled back at him and offered a rejoinder, "Hi". "I'm just so surprised to see you here. I mean- I knew, or I just--"
August started to nod. "So are you - a- working here now?"
"At Booklovers? Noo. I'm just here helping Judy out sort of. The owner, Judy, she's my aunt."
"I remember".
"Yeah." Grace was frantically thinking what to say during the awkward pause that ensued. She noticed Judy over with Lisa, Judy looked over. Judy had no concept who Grace was talking too and really thought not much about it. A nice looking man in a suit. A rather unusual looking man at that. Judy turned back to Lisa.
"So you finally wrote your book--", Grace smiled at him like he was just a friend she hadn't seen in a while, a passing acquaintance. It was a thinly veiled charade on her part she felt. She hoped the veil held up.
August, as per his usual, was laughing lightly at her, "My book." He seemed to muse over the words. "And have you read it?" He wanted to know this. Grace was escaping from him, and August followed her with his eyes for an instant before going in pursuit. A few paces behind her, as Grace leaned down and retrieved a copy of "Back on the train". She dusted it off a bit and handed it to him.
"I feel so stupid, but you could like--". Grace wanted a word that was not autograph. Inscribe seemed really inappropriate though. A little too bold. "--sign it."
August smiled, "Sky rocketing the value of course." A self depreciating low laugh.
Grace reverting to fluid banter, "Like totally."
August opened a bag he had been carrying and searched for a pen. He took the book from her hand and putting it on the top of a nearby shelf leaned over, moved a couple pages and found a good page to write on. He took the pen cap off with his teeth, a let it hover there. August leaned in to sign her book. A piece of hair fell forward over his boyish befreckled face. "Hearts flutter."(tm Twop)
Note- Feeback would be extremely appreciated. Is this a story worth continuing? I'm really not sure but the game plan right now is to somehow continue it, any feedback would mean a lot. Thanks all. This is a short chapter to get back in the swingle of things :) Enjoy! I did. Sort of. And for those that know me "the one typing this stuff", no this is NOT me baring my soul, because I'm not just going to come out and do that. smurfs... Oh special note I apologize in advance for the funky formatting, I have no idea why but Fanfic no longer likes me and refuses to allow spacing in my chapter uploads (Anyone know why? Please let me know!!!) I used to have no problem here, and I'm not doing anything different, so I dunno. Sorry readers. Arg.
AND I MISS YOU
Grace first noticed August somewhere during the first set of Lisa's show. He was standing in the back leaning against a shelf. He had a suit on and his long hair was styled somehow. She couldn't really believe he was even there. And yet it seemed perfectly normal that he would be just there, like that, and looking the way that he looked. Because, I mean, that was how he did look. Grace adverted her eyes not wanting him to know that she was in anyway thrown by his presence. But she was internally thrown like into a soft pillow. Grace wanted to go over and speak with him but she wasn't sure she was ready for that yet. Lisa sang and Grace willed herself to watch the stage and actually listen. She was certain she felt his beady blue eyes on her, but then she thought it was completely unlikely, improbable and nothing more than all a beautiful dream. A fantasy. She listened to the performance taking place. She had wanted this song.
"You say I only hear what I want too
And you say I talk so all the time
so
And I thought what I felt was simple
and I thought that I don't belong
and now that I am leaving
Now I know I did something wrong 'cause I missed you.
...
You try to tell me that I'm clever
but that won't take me anyhow or anywhere with you
you said that I was naive and I thought that I was strong oh
I thought "hey I can leave, I can leave"
but now I know that I was wrong
'cause I missed you
yeah miss you
you said you "caught me 'cause you want me and one day you'll let me go"
you try to give away a keeper, or keep me
'cause you're just so scared to lose
you say "stay".
You say I only hear what I want to."
After the show, August walked over to her. Grace had had her back turned.
"Hi." Well that was simple enough. It wasn't like they didn't even know each other at all.
Grace smiled back at him and offered a rejoinder, "Hi". "I'm just so surprised to see you here. I mean- I knew, or I just--"
August started to nod. "So are you - a- working here now?"
"At Booklovers? Noo. I'm just here helping Judy out sort of. The owner, Judy, she's my aunt."
"I remember".
"Yeah." Grace was frantically thinking what to say during the awkward pause that ensued. She noticed Judy over with Lisa, Judy looked over. Judy had no concept who Grace was talking too and really thought not much about it. A nice looking man in a suit. A rather unusual looking man at that. Judy turned back to Lisa.
"So you finally wrote your book--", Grace smiled at him like he was just a friend she hadn't seen in a while, a passing acquaintance. It was a thinly veiled charade on her part she felt. She hoped the veil held up.
August, as per his usual, was laughing lightly at her, "My book." He seemed to muse over the words. "And have you read it?" He wanted to know this. Grace was escaping from him, and August followed her with his eyes for an instant before going in pursuit. A few paces behind her, as Grace leaned down and retrieved a copy of "Back on the train". She dusted it off a bit and handed it to him.
"I feel so stupid, but you could like--". Grace wanted a word that was not autograph. Inscribe seemed really inappropriate though. A little too bold. "--sign it."
August smiled, "Sky rocketing the value of course." A self depreciating low laugh.
Grace reverting to fluid banter, "Like totally."
August opened a bag he had been carrying and searched for a pen. He took the book from her hand and putting it on the top of a nearby shelf leaned over, moved a couple pages and found a good page to write on. He took the pen cap off with his teeth, a let it hover there. August leaned in to sign her book. A piece of hair fell forward over his boyish befreckled face. "Hearts flutter."(tm Twop)