Wishing star.
It was well into the night when Andrea's tears ceased their flowing. Slowly she sat up and looked around. Her room sat unchanged. She felt strange, out of place. She lifted her nearest stuffed toy and held it close.
"I'm not home." She whispered, letting newer tears fall. "I'm not home at all." She cast the toy away and made her way to the window. The clouds and bright lights of the city hid any stars that may have been out. "I threw it away. I left. I'm an idiot for it. Knowing that I could just go back. but I'd have to face him. and the Lady Baka. I'm too much of a coward to do that." She drew the curtains closed and sat staring at them. "Stupid wishes. I should have known better than that."
She sat for a long while, till she fell asleep. She dreamed of him, and woke, sobbing even after all her tears were spent.
Did you know I'm crying tonight?
The next few days were spent in a haze as Andrea tried to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart. She smiled for her family, holding back her sorrow to put on a mask of joy. Her sketchbooks were left untouched, and her dinners held not much more interest to her. At last she made up her mind.
It was merely a day before she would be forced to resume her schooling. Andrea whipped her eyes and promised herself she would not cry anymore. This was not Mirkwood. She had been happy before, she could be happy again.
You've run so far.
It was with that in mind that she returned to the attic room. She hung the dress she had brought with her from Mirkwood in the wardrobe. Then she picked up the tiara. After a moment, she placed it in a small, drawstring pouch and hung it about her neck. She also put the half finished painting in a cardboard poster tube. Then she turned her attention on the toolbox.
Left me to put up this fight.
Once the box was placed in the closet corner, she went about her normal activities, trying to forget the time (which seemed to have taken not more than an hour or so to the real world) she had spent in fantasy. She had to finish unpacking, and label her new school notebooks. It came as a surprise, even to herself, when the word "SQUEE" was printed neatly across the front of each and every one.
Wishing star.
The dreams still plagued her. She saw his face over and over. Laughing, smiling, singing, speaking, gazing dreamily out into nothing... but what hurt most was when she dreamed of leaving, and when she thought of going back. But with the buzz of the alarm clock, the nightmares ended. She dressed in jeans and a shirt, ready for anything the school could do, as long as it didn't include elves.
Did you know I'm lonely tonight?
"Class, this is An-dree-ah." The teacher announced. "Go sit." He motioned to an empty desk.
"On-dree-ah" she corrected as she sat down.
You've gone so far.
It was lunch already. The other students ignored Andrea as they located friends with shouts and laughter. Andrea was ignoring them as well. Her interest was in a book she had brought for this very reason.
"You are Andrea, yes?" A tray was pushed next to hers. Andrea looked up. "My name is Siobhán, pleased to meet you. Call me Sivi."
"Nice to meet you too." Sivi pointed at Andrea's book.
"Into The Land of Unicorns, that's a good book. I like Thomas, myself." She stated.
Andrea smiled for real at that. "Hey, me too!"
And now this world can't seem right.
Sivi grinned. "So, ever read Tolkien?"
END
It was well into the night when Andrea's tears ceased their flowing. Slowly she sat up and looked around. Her room sat unchanged. She felt strange, out of place. She lifted her nearest stuffed toy and held it close.
"I'm not home." She whispered, letting newer tears fall. "I'm not home at all." She cast the toy away and made her way to the window. The clouds and bright lights of the city hid any stars that may have been out. "I threw it away. I left. I'm an idiot for it. Knowing that I could just go back. but I'd have to face him. and the Lady Baka. I'm too much of a coward to do that." She drew the curtains closed and sat staring at them. "Stupid wishes. I should have known better than that."
She sat for a long while, till she fell asleep. She dreamed of him, and woke, sobbing even after all her tears were spent.
Did you know I'm crying tonight?
The next few days were spent in a haze as Andrea tried to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart. She smiled for her family, holding back her sorrow to put on a mask of joy. Her sketchbooks were left untouched, and her dinners held not much more interest to her. At last she made up her mind.
It was merely a day before she would be forced to resume her schooling. Andrea whipped her eyes and promised herself she would not cry anymore. This was not Mirkwood. She had been happy before, she could be happy again.
You've run so far.
It was with that in mind that she returned to the attic room. She hung the dress she had brought with her from Mirkwood in the wardrobe. Then she picked up the tiara. After a moment, she placed it in a small, drawstring pouch and hung it about her neck. She also put the half finished painting in a cardboard poster tube. Then she turned her attention on the toolbox.
Left me to put up this fight.
Once the box was placed in the closet corner, she went about her normal activities, trying to forget the time (which seemed to have taken not more than an hour or so to the real world) she had spent in fantasy. She had to finish unpacking, and label her new school notebooks. It came as a surprise, even to herself, when the word "SQUEE" was printed neatly across the front of each and every one.
Wishing star.
The dreams still plagued her. She saw his face over and over. Laughing, smiling, singing, speaking, gazing dreamily out into nothing... but what hurt most was when she dreamed of leaving, and when she thought of going back. But with the buzz of the alarm clock, the nightmares ended. She dressed in jeans and a shirt, ready for anything the school could do, as long as it didn't include elves.
Did you know I'm lonely tonight?
"Class, this is An-dree-ah." The teacher announced. "Go sit." He motioned to an empty desk.
"On-dree-ah" she corrected as she sat down.
You've gone so far.
It was lunch already. The other students ignored Andrea as they located friends with shouts and laughter. Andrea was ignoring them as well. Her interest was in a book she had brought for this very reason.
"You are Andrea, yes?" A tray was pushed next to hers. Andrea looked up. "My name is Siobhán, pleased to meet you. Call me Sivi."
"Nice to meet you too." Sivi pointed at Andrea's book.
"Into The Land of Unicorns, that's a good book. I like Thomas, myself." She stated.
Andrea smiled for real at that. "Hey, me too!"
And now this world can't seem right.
Sivi grinned. "So, ever read Tolkien?"
END