"Why Me?"
Chapter 2: "A New Resolution"
Lily lay sprawled out on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She sat up, and looked about her room. What she saw displeased her slightly. Her walls were covered in an overlay depicting bows and brightly colored balloons. In the corner was a mountainous pile of stuffed animals; Old childhood relics that should have been placed in storage years previously. She looked a few feet to the right of the pile at her shelf. It was crammed with her collection of porcelain dolls. Literally hundreds of them, from all over the world sat there staring at her. Unblinking. She shuttered, then looked across the room at her vanity, only to see her own reflection. And even that filled her with a nagging desire for modification.
"I'm sick of all this." she thought, "I want something new! I need a change. I'm tired of being same old boring Lily Evens! I'm sixteen years old for the Pete's sake!" With that, she got up and approuched her reflection. "Look at me. I don't even recognize myself." she muttered, examining herself. She was wearing an old, pale-blue sweater, and pair of blue jeans with flowers embroidered on the hem. Her long, flaming red hair went down to her elbows and was tied back in a high ponytail. "I look like a genie. I have some serious revisions to make. How can I grow and change if I'm constantly surrounded by things that bind me to the past?" she groaned inwardly.
Lily began absentmindedly pacing up and down her room. "I shouldn't be too hasty about this. After all, all good changes take time." she mused, walking to her closet. Upon opening the door, her face screwed into a disgusted expression. All of her clothes seemed terribly out of date and unfitting to her personality. "Ugh! This is from when I was nine!" she cried out, with utter dismay throwing one of her old dresses to the back of her closet. "This definitely needs cleaned out. A perfect place to start." she announced to no one in particular.
On that note, she flopped onto her bed and reached for the phone that sat upon her bedside table. Sitting upright, she began dialing the fluorescent green numbers. "Hello, Annabelle? It's Lily. I have a favor to ask of you," she said, secretively.
Author's Note: Well that was chapter two. Pretty short and uneventful, I know, but there is some significance to it. Sort of. I hope you liked it anyway. And if you didn't please, for your own integrity's sake, don't bother flaming me. I literally LAUGH at my bad reviews. But, if you really don't want me to take you seriously (no pun intended) by all means, flame me. But bare in mind, the only reviews I really take into consent are the ones that provide good, solid, constructive criticism. Although, like anyone else, I do really appreciate praise, and it does make me feel pretty good knowing I made somebody happy. So if you have something nice to say, don't hold back! ^-^ Anyway, until I post again!
VDS ;)
Chapter 2: "A New Resolution"
Lily lay sprawled out on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She sat up, and looked about her room. What she saw displeased her slightly. Her walls were covered in an overlay depicting bows and brightly colored balloons. In the corner was a mountainous pile of stuffed animals; Old childhood relics that should have been placed in storage years previously. She looked a few feet to the right of the pile at her shelf. It was crammed with her collection of porcelain dolls. Literally hundreds of them, from all over the world sat there staring at her. Unblinking. She shuttered, then looked across the room at her vanity, only to see her own reflection. And even that filled her with a nagging desire for modification.
"I'm sick of all this." she thought, "I want something new! I need a change. I'm tired of being same old boring Lily Evens! I'm sixteen years old for the Pete's sake!" With that, she got up and approuched her reflection. "Look at me. I don't even recognize myself." she muttered, examining herself. She was wearing an old, pale-blue sweater, and pair of blue jeans with flowers embroidered on the hem. Her long, flaming red hair went down to her elbows and was tied back in a high ponytail. "I look like a genie. I have some serious revisions to make. How can I grow and change if I'm constantly surrounded by things that bind me to the past?" she groaned inwardly.
Lily began absentmindedly pacing up and down her room. "I shouldn't be too hasty about this. After all, all good changes take time." she mused, walking to her closet. Upon opening the door, her face screwed into a disgusted expression. All of her clothes seemed terribly out of date and unfitting to her personality. "Ugh! This is from when I was nine!" she cried out, with utter dismay throwing one of her old dresses to the back of her closet. "This definitely needs cleaned out. A perfect place to start." she announced to no one in particular.
On that note, she flopped onto her bed and reached for the phone that sat upon her bedside table. Sitting upright, she began dialing the fluorescent green numbers. "Hello, Annabelle? It's Lily. I have a favor to ask of you," she said, secretively.
Author's Note: Well that was chapter two. Pretty short and uneventful, I know, but there is some significance to it. Sort of. I hope you liked it anyway. And if you didn't please, for your own integrity's sake, don't bother flaming me. I literally LAUGH at my bad reviews. But, if you really don't want me to take you seriously (no pun intended) by all means, flame me. But bare in mind, the only reviews I really take into consent are the ones that provide good, solid, constructive criticism. Although, like anyone else, I do really appreciate praise, and it does make me feel pretty good knowing I made somebody happy. So if you have something nice to say, don't hold back! ^-^ Anyway, until I post again!
VDS ;)