A/N: another one shot from yours truly. Thank you to Chels to reading through it. Thank you to Emmy for harassing me about writing. And thank you to Beaner, because you are cool kid and are almost always first to review.
Dedication: to my sisters. Chels, Emmy, and Beaner, I write for you guys. You listen to me when I'm coming up with something, you beta for me, and you let me pick your brain about thing. I could ask for nothing more from you guys.
Disclaimer: I own it not.
One Half of Perfect
I am one half of what people think is a perfect couple. I'm Guy Germaine.
But you know me as Connie's boyfriend. Or as Charlie's friend. The guy that Adam tutors. Don't lie. That's what you know me as, isn't it?
It's sad. I have been a member of the Ducks since before Charlie has. I was an original member. I was the first. Don't believe me? Look it up. There are records of Guy Harold Germaine, number double-zero. Got it because that's what the other kids thought I was. A zero. And I am.
Damn, I showed them, huh? I won the game and got the girl. Then the girl won the game, and I still got the girl. Then I lost the girl, but I still won the game.
She left me...That's why I'm only a half of perfect. I was strong when I had her. I was a Titan! I was unbeatable! I was flying so high.
Then I lost her...and it all ended. She was gone, and I was left wondering.
Who am I without her? Sure, I'm Guy Germaine. A member of the Oreo Line. But other than that...what am I known for? Being Connie's boyfriend. That's about it.
Boy, am I an idiot. I thought that I could tame her. Make her mine. Make her want to stay. I always knew she wouldn't stay with me. I just always pretended in my own little world that she would. I miss her sometimes; I miss the security I had in her. I miss being able to define myself as her boyfriend.
I just miss her.
So after 17 years on this planet and a simple writing assignment, that's who I am. I'm Guy Germaine. One half of perfect.
(fin)
