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Gemini: Chapter One "Into a dream"
"He is so hot, I don't care if he is from the dinosaur age, I still want him," said a young woman named Lydia. "'Rebel Rebel you torn your dress." She sang. She was now at her fave singer's concert, David Bowie. She was more than likely the youngest one there, she was the only one other than her friend Lisa who looked remotely under 25.
"Lydia babe, I can't believe you dragged me to this. Aerosmith and the Stones are different, but you know I am not much of Bowie fanatic as you are."
"Oh hush, Bowie is great. And even if you're not a big fan have fun. ' I love you so'." Lisa just shook her head, she knew that Lydia would answer like that. Lisa knew her better than anybody. And that is saying a lot, Lydia was one of those who always kept her friends at an arms length. She was always friendly and there for friends its just she never let anyone truly in. She had a ton of friends but in all honesty they were nothing more than acquaintances, even Lisa felt like that a time or two.
Lydia was an average size girl 125 pounds, average height. Dark brown eyes and light known hair. She was a beautiful woman in Lisa's opinion and she could any guy she wanted. But Lydia was picky she never cared for looks, she was one who cared how the person thought. She always said that "true beauty comes from the heart and the mind, physical looks are just a plus." She loved to talk, not gossip just talk on ideas, book, etc..., she was smart but didn't boast about it.
"Oh man the Concerts over. Ok now is our chance to kidnap and rape Bowie,"
"I am not kidnapping a man that is old enough to be my grandfather."
"But.. but.. what about his god given ass?"
"Oh hush. I am tired and want to get home"
Lydia sticks out her tongue in a playful way, "Party pooper."
----------In Lydia's drive way------
"Alrighty I guess I will see you whenever," said Lydia as she opened the door.
"I will give you a call tomorrow."
"Ok, talk to you then, bye."
"Bye." As Lisa pulled away.
Lydia was still energized from the concert so she decide as walked through her front door to watch the 'Labyrinth' for the umpteenth time. She went into the kitchen and grabs a coke. She opens it and thinks 'After seeing him up close I have to say Jareth does him no justice and visa versa.' She walks into her room and puts on the movie. She starts saying the dialogue as the movies go bye. She is asleep in moments.
--------In the dream----------
Lydia is sitting on a pier over looking an ocean. "Beautiful," was the only words she could simply say. The water was that perfect ocean blue, the ones that we see through paintings and photographs. She just sat there looking out on this pier with the feeling of serenity and bliss. Even though she felt like she could die there, there was an odd feeling of intruding as if she wasn't meant to be there. Feeling as if this was not her dream. At that moment she heard voices.
"You are so handsome," Said a light voice that was distinctly feminine.
"Aww yes, you said that already, you beautiful little minx," said a deep sensuous masculine voice. The voice sent shivers down Lydia's spin. She thought the voice seemed familiar but she couldn't place it. It seemed familiar but there was an edge to it that wasn't so familiar. She looked in the direction of the two. They were only about two yards away. Making out like rabbits in heat. The man was the first Lydia noticed she couldn't see his face, but his hair looked as if it had a mind of its own. He was a little thin but he had a nice ass in which was being covered in tights. Honestly his clothes made him look like he got kicked out of the of Renaissance fair or something along those lines. She couldn't she much of the woman since the man was covering her.
While watching the two Lydia's curiosity got the best of her. She walked towards them making load footsteps so she could be heard, hoping to break them up so she could get a good look of them. But it was obvious they didn't hear her because the kept on what they were doing. She walked even closer, still no response. She than said in a load voice, "Why don't you get a room." She knew it was the oldest line in the book but she wanted to.. no needed to see what they looked like. There was still no response. As she walked closer she felt a deep feeling of intrusion again, but it was stronger this time almost overwhelming. She got to about a two feet away from the lovers, then it hit her this wasn't her dream.
It was the mans.
She walked up closer wanting his attention more than the women's. She touched his shoulder. He snapped up and looked into Lydia's eyes. He then did the most unexpected thing he kissed her.
Lydia shot out of bed. "Oh my god, what the hell was that." Her heart was pounding so hard it hurt. She grabbed the water bottle that was always on the side of her bed. As she brought it to her lips she stopped, her lips could still feel the man's on top of hers. She shook her head thinking it was only a dream. She layed her head back down trying to fall asleep and dream of other things. But all her thoughts wavered back to the man.
And his mitch-matched eyes.
Gemini: Chapter One "Into a dream"
"He is so hot, I don't care if he is from the dinosaur age, I still want him," said a young woman named Lydia. "'Rebel Rebel you torn your dress." She sang. She was now at her fave singer's concert, David Bowie. She was more than likely the youngest one there, she was the only one other than her friend Lisa who looked remotely under 25.
"Lydia babe, I can't believe you dragged me to this. Aerosmith and the Stones are different, but you know I am not much of Bowie fanatic as you are."
"Oh hush, Bowie is great. And even if you're not a big fan have fun. ' I love you so'." Lisa just shook her head, she knew that Lydia would answer like that. Lisa knew her better than anybody. And that is saying a lot, Lydia was one of those who always kept her friends at an arms length. She was always friendly and there for friends its just she never let anyone truly in. She had a ton of friends but in all honesty they were nothing more than acquaintances, even Lisa felt like that a time or two.
Lydia was an average size girl 125 pounds, average height. Dark brown eyes and light known hair. She was a beautiful woman in Lisa's opinion and she could any guy she wanted. But Lydia was picky she never cared for looks, she was one who cared how the person thought. She always said that "true beauty comes from the heart and the mind, physical looks are just a plus." She loved to talk, not gossip just talk on ideas, book, etc..., she was smart but didn't boast about it.
"Oh man the Concerts over. Ok now is our chance to kidnap and rape Bowie,"
"I am not kidnapping a man that is old enough to be my grandfather."
"But.. but.. what about his god given ass?"
"Oh hush. I am tired and want to get home"
Lydia sticks out her tongue in a playful way, "Party pooper."
----------In Lydia's drive way------
"Alrighty I guess I will see you whenever," said Lydia as she opened the door.
"I will give you a call tomorrow."
"Ok, talk to you then, bye."
"Bye." As Lisa pulled away.
Lydia was still energized from the concert so she decide as walked through her front door to watch the 'Labyrinth' for the umpteenth time. She went into the kitchen and grabs a coke. She opens it and thinks 'After seeing him up close I have to say Jareth does him no justice and visa versa.' She walks into her room and puts on the movie. She starts saying the dialogue as the movies go bye. She is asleep in moments.
--------In the dream----------
Lydia is sitting on a pier over looking an ocean. "Beautiful," was the only words she could simply say. The water was that perfect ocean blue, the ones that we see through paintings and photographs. She just sat there looking out on this pier with the feeling of serenity and bliss. Even though she felt like she could die there, there was an odd feeling of intruding as if she wasn't meant to be there. Feeling as if this was not her dream. At that moment she heard voices.
"You are so handsome," Said a light voice that was distinctly feminine.
"Aww yes, you said that already, you beautiful little minx," said a deep sensuous masculine voice. The voice sent shivers down Lydia's spin. She thought the voice seemed familiar but she couldn't place it. It seemed familiar but there was an edge to it that wasn't so familiar. She looked in the direction of the two. They were only about two yards away. Making out like rabbits in heat. The man was the first Lydia noticed she couldn't see his face, but his hair looked as if it had a mind of its own. He was a little thin but he had a nice ass in which was being covered in tights. Honestly his clothes made him look like he got kicked out of the of Renaissance fair or something along those lines. She couldn't she much of the woman since the man was covering her.
While watching the two Lydia's curiosity got the best of her. She walked towards them making load footsteps so she could be heard, hoping to break them up so she could get a good look of them. But it was obvious they didn't hear her because the kept on what they were doing. She walked even closer, still no response. She than said in a load voice, "Why don't you get a room." She knew it was the oldest line in the book but she wanted to.. no needed to see what they looked like. There was still no response. As she walked closer she felt a deep feeling of intrusion again, but it was stronger this time almost overwhelming. She got to about a two feet away from the lovers, then it hit her this wasn't her dream.
It was the mans.
She walked up closer wanting his attention more than the women's. She touched his shoulder. He snapped up and looked into Lydia's eyes. He then did the most unexpected thing he kissed her.
Lydia shot out of bed. "Oh my god, what the hell was that." Her heart was pounding so hard it hurt. She grabbed the water bottle that was always on the side of her bed. As she brought it to her lips she stopped, her lips could still feel the man's on top of hers. She shook her head thinking it was only a dream. She layed her head back down trying to fall asleep and dream of other things. But all her thoughts wavered back to the man.
And his mitch-matched eyes.