Hey, okay, you can officially hate me now. I'll continue writing this
story, but just to make you feel better, I'll be doing so while bowing my
head in shame. Here goes.
Disclaimer: I own the ones that don't really make that much sense all the time. S.E. Hinton owns the rest.
After I had said hi to Topper, I felt sort of awkward. Sure, he was cool and everything, but some of the things I did in my life were starting to freak me out, and I basically wanted to forget them. Topper was one of the things I wanted to forget. I felt very uncomfortable just standing there, so I said, "Well, I'm gonna hit the hay, so I'll see you two later". With that I turned my back and walked through the door to the room we were using.
"I'm just gonna not say anything about that. I won't ask questions but I will admit, I am intrigued," said Johnny half jokingly. I replied "good, then I won't have to lie to you." I looked ever to see an expression on his face that I couldn't quite label. "I was just kidding. Listen, I have had a very obvious bad day. I want to sleep. You're welcome to stay up as long as you want, but you're gonna have to leave me alone."
"Nahh...that's okay. I'll go to sleep," he said while pulling a blanket out of a closet and laying it on a nearby chair. After seeing this, I objected. "Johnny, I'm secure enough in myself to know that if you and I were to sleep in the same bed, nothing would happen. Get your ass off of that chair and come sleep on a bed." "Yes, ma'am," he said rolling his eyes.
That night, besides the fact that I was so tired, I slept like I had never slept before. It was more...peaceful. I didn't dream, but the whole night I felt more relaxed than ever. Despite my deep sleep, I woke up in the middle of the night. I crawled out of the bed and went to the window.
There were those clouds again. Dark, heavy, Halloween, purple. And the beautiful moon behind them was bright enough to sparkle. The trees in Mara's backyard could be seen in front of the sky, and they looked black. The image was so beautiful that I wished I knew how to paint. I wished I could somehow copy the feeling of it so that everyone could feel the way I was feeling that day. When a gleam of silver caught my eye from the dresser table, I noticed an alarm clock. I picked it up and read the time: 5:47 A.M.
That was it. My mother was going to kill me. I had about twenty minutes to make a safe getaway and run all the way across the neighborhood. There was only one word that could describe how I felt and I felt like I needed to say it.
"Oh, shit!"
Okay, people. I'm not going to promise you that I'll write in a day or so, because I might not. I'll write again when I can, but until then, love the fans (or lack thereof)!
Bye for now,
StillStayingGold.
Disclaimer: I own the ones that don't really make that much sense all the time. S.E. Hinton owns the rest.
After I had said hi to Topper, I felt sort of awkward. Sure, he was cool and everything, but some of the things I did in my life were starting to freak me out, and I basically wanted to forget them. Topper was one of the things I wanted to forget. I felt very uncomfortable just standing there, so I said, "Well, I'm gonna hit the hay, so I'll see you two later". With that I turned my back and walked through the door to the room we were using.
"I'm just gonna not say anything about that. I won't ask questions but I will admit, I am intrigued," said Johnny half jokingly. I replied "good, then I won't have to lie to you." I looked ever to see an expression on his face that I couldn't quite label. "I was just kidding. Listen, I have had a very obvious bad day. I want to sleep. You're welcome to stay up as long as you want, but you're gonna have to leave me alone."
"Nahh...that's okay. I'll go to sleep," he said while pulling a blanket out of a closet and laying it on a nearby chair. After seeing this, I objected. "Johnny, I'm secure enough in myself to know that if you and I were to sleep in the same bed, nothing would happen. Get your ass off of that chair and come sleep on a bed." "Yes, ma'am," he said rolling his eyes.
That night, besides the fact that I was so tired, I slept like I had never slept before. It was more...peaceful. I didn't dream, but the whole night I felt more relaxed than ever. Despite my deep sleep, I woke up in the middle of the night. I crawled out of the bed and went to the window.
There were those clouds again. Dark, heavy, Halloween, purple. And the beautiful moon behind them was bright enough to sparkle. The trees in Mara's backyard could be seen in front of the sky, and they looked black. The image was so beautiful that I wished I knew how to paint. I wished I could somehow copy the feeling of it so that everyone could feel the way I was feeling that day. When a gleam of silver caught my eye from the dresser table, I noticed an alarm clock. I picked it up and read the time: 5:47 A.M.
That was it. My mother was going to kill me. I had about twenty minutes to make a safe getaway and run all the way across the neighborhood. There was only one word that could describe how I felt and I felt like I needed to say it.
"Oh, shit!"
Okay, people. I'm not going to promise you that I'll write in a day or so, because I might not. I'll write again when I can, but until then, love the fans (or lack thereof)!
Bye for now,
StillStayingGold.