Dude… I'm on a roll!
Ken: Not really, you're just doing it all at…
Fordina: Ken! Stop ruining the moment!
Ken: ::Hangs head:: Gomen…
Fordina: ::Sighs:: Now Ken-chan… don't get upset… I was only kidding.
Ken: ::Nods:: I know…
Fordina: ::Sighs… again:: Okay, this'll take awhile so… you go and read the next chap and I'll take care of Ken-koi…
Don't own Digimon. Borrowed my friends and family. And myself…
" - " = Talking.
' - ' = Thinking.
Through the Years:
A Story about Me
By: Fordina
Chapter 10- Life on The Rivers Bank
It's a Wednesday night and I once again have nothing to do. I would do homework… If I had any… But I don't. So obviously I can't do that. My mums out again so I'm here alone. Zaira's back at her place, everything fixed between her and her mum. So bored am I that I've resorted to pacing around the house, like a caged animal. I need to get outside… I thought. Turning on my fifth trip to the kitchen and back I grabbed my trench and ran out the front door.
Even though I have absolutely no idea where I'm going I know I'll end up somewhere with little importance. Or maybe somewhere of a lot of importance… Who knows? Certainly not me, that's for sure. But that doesn't matter, I just need to get out. Shrugging I head west away from my house. Maybe I'll go and visit Chantelle's old house… I thought. Deciding that that was not the best place to go… I went anyway.
Chantelle and I have known each other since grade one. And we've been best friends ever since. Even though through the years we've grown apart a little, she'll always be my bestest best. And hopefully I'll always be hers.
I make my way to Chantelle's and stop in front of her house. Since she's moved out, someone else has moved in. So I don't stay long… Well, I don't want people to think I'm some sort of stalker or something… Still going west, I turn once her street ends and walked over to the river's edge.
I used to come here with Chantelle all the time when we were little… It was fun… We'd find some sort of string and a stick and try to fish… Looking back at that I can now figure out why we never caught anything… I smile. Some how looking back at all the good times I had is making me happy.
"Hello?" Someone asks from behind me.
Turning around, I notice it's a group of girls. "Yeah?" I answer.
"Oh, hi… Um, do I know you from somewhere?" One of the girls asked. She had somewhat short brown hair… Kinda went down to her shoulders.
"Don't think so… What school do you go to?" I asked. I don't know why I'm talking to these people… I'll probably never see them again.
"W.K.C.I., you?" She asked.
"Same…" I said slowly.
"That's why you look so familiar! Hey, I think I remember you hanging around with Jen a couple of times!" She yelled walking up to me. The others followed.
"More then likely…" I said.
"Oh sorry! My name is Angela! And here behind me is Ashley," She said pointing to a girl with kinda orange red hair… Again shoulder length. "Sara," A girl with long brown hair… past her shoulders… "Kamila," Couldn't tell how long her hair was… It was up in a ponytail… But it's brown. "And Cindy," Again pony tail and brown.
"Ahh… Traci…" I told them.
"Angela? Can we go already? We've satisfied your curiosity about who this person was, now can we go? There's too many bugs around here," The one named Kamila whined swatting away a bug.
"Did you wanna come with us? We were going to go to the mall," Ashley asked.
"No! We're talking my dads car and we don't have enough room for her!" The one named Cindy yelled.
"It's all right anyway… I should head home…" I told them.
"Suit yourself…" Sara said, as they walked away.
When they thought I was out of earshot the one named Kamila whispered, "Oh my god… That girl is a freak! Look at her clothes?! The Goth style is so out…" to the one named Cindy. The other just nodded, and laughed.
"Stupid sluts…" I whispered kicking a rock. Not all of them seemed bad… Just the ones named Kamila and Cindy… And I don't dress like a Goth! At least I don't think I do… Let's check… Okay yeah… I'm wearing a black trench coat! And I always make it so my make up makes me look paler then I am… But I have a reason for that… And yes my pants are black… But if they had seen my shirt they would have changed their minds! My shirt colour is a light blue. But they're too hypocritical to look. Not like I care though… Don't want those kind of people as friends… I don't need any friend's period…
Sighing, I sat down on the sandy beach ground and stared out at the river. "Why can't my life always be this peaceful?" I asked myself, not expecting an answer. 'Because you make it that way…' There's that voice again… 'Leave me alone!!!' I cried. 'I'll always be here…' It was taunting me… I know it… "GO AWAY!!" I yelled, accidentally out loud. Luckily I was in a secluded area… Nobody was really around… 'I'll never leave you… I'll always be here…'
It's words stayed in my head for a long time. Before I knew it I had fallen asleep on the river's bend.
Tbc…