Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story that appear in the hit syndicated TV show, Dark Angel, which are (c) James Cameron. I do, however, own any and all original characters that appear in this work of fan fiction. Don't own the lyrics to the kick ass song Missing You by Tegan and Sara, either.
Rating: PG
Summary: J/Z. Enough said. Revive the ship!
A/N: This is not a super serious work of fiction. Simply an outlook.
Movie MagicBy
Brin
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There's just something about him, you know?
Sure you know, don't kid yourself. Think about it just for a second. That one person… that single soul… that can make you believe you are important. Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. Well… for me… that person is Zack. He also went by Brent, Chris, Greg, Will, Matt, Austin, Lee, Virgil… but I know him as Zack. I am probably part of the precious minority that did.
Too unbelievable yesterday
I delayed a stutter that was slowly
Calming me coaxing me
And my daydream doesn't make you
Homesick for me
My daydream doesn't make you
Homesick for me
I'm still missing you
Shit, is he a looker. I once worked in a male strip club for three terrifying hours as old ladies threw their bras (and twenty-dollar bills) at these hunky body builders with g-strings on… and let me tell you, Zack is a one man show. You know, those shows would be better without penis and… ah, well… back to Zack. Chiseled abs (seven pack, if that is humanly possible), strong jaw and brow, light brown hair, the best green-blue eyes you've ever seen. It's hard to decide whether they're green or their blue, so I just say both. Kinda like it was always hard to decide whether or not Zack was serious when he whispered, "You're the one for me" just before… you know… sex.
I'm still missing you
well I guess that I have
I guess that I have never really had you
Too unbelievable yesterday
Too unbelievable yesterday
I delayed a stutter that was slowly
calming me coaxing me
Mind you, Zack has never told me he loves me… and that's what haunts me. I might just be imagining things, but whenever I look at him I can envision him saying it. You know, slow motion movie magic. The camera pans up his luscious body (he's wearing nothing but a pair of jeans) to his ruggedly handsome face and he whispers heatedly, "Jondy I love you."
Uh, riiight. No such movie magic for me, that's for sure. I've been trying to win Zack over for ten years now. Makes me sound old, doesn't it? But no, I'm only twenty years young. Twenty years young and I've already found my soul mate. The only question is… has he found his?
I rise up, wise up, sell out
Soul, I will not lie to you
Rise up, wise up, sell out
Soul, I will not lie to you
I'm all alone
And I'm still missing you, missing you, missing you
Yeah missing you, missing you
Well I'm missing you
Do you miss me now?
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Author says:
WOW that was utterly pointless and STUPID. AAAAH! I am having writer's block thirty miles thick and this was just an attempt to get SOMETHING out of my clogged brain. Meh.