Hey everybody, I might not post any more, coz I'm not getting alot of reviews, if you read my story and you like it please write a review because it helps me improve my writing and helps me know what I'm good at.
Chapter Three: Scrawny Poet dons song writing
Ever since Vanessa's party when The Raves told him that his poems where indeed songs, Dan had tried to write more poem/songs, but his mind was blank. He sat down on a park bench tucking his hands into his coat pockets, why did New York have to be so damn freezing, he thought.
Dan lit up a Camel cigarette and puffed furiously, thinking of a poem/song he could write. He needed a muse. Something that he could write so many things about. He stubbed out his cigarette and decided to have a walk around Central Park, maybe he would find inspiration. He got up from the bench and started walking.
Dan came across a tree, it was dead. Normally this tree would have supplied Dan with lots of poems, but he decided not to write about death for once, maybe beauty, or love.
Dan continued to walk until he saw a girl, about his age reading a book, she had chestnut brown hair that was up to her shoulders, the book was right up so he couldn't see her face.
The girl began to feel someone staring at her so she put her book down
Dan saw the girl's face. He looked into her eyes and she looked into his, Dan felt a shiver go down his spine, simultaneously she felt one as well.
Wow, Dan thought. He had never in his life seen such beauty. He could write so many poems about this girl, for a moment Dan even stopped breathing. He stood there in awe of the girl
They stared at each other for a few moments, until the girl said, "Can I help you with something?"
Dan was so happy to have found the girl he said "I think that you are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen"
The girl giggled and started to blush "I bet you say that to all the girls"
"No, you're the first one"Dan replied
"Well then, thank you, that was very flattering"
"And can I also say I'm going to write a poem about you" he added.
"Great, are you a poet?" She asked
"Yeah, my poem, Sluts, was in the New Yorker" He said
"Oh, well I only arrived in New York a couple days ago, so... But I'm sure it must of been a great poem if it got into the New Yorker" She said and looked at her watch, "Oh, I have to go, but I'll see you around"
"You bet" said Dan, then scalded himself for saying such a corny thing and watched the girl walk off
Hey People!
The Siblings: I know in my last post I already wrote about them, but these siblings are a hot topic. Rumours have been flying around about them, such as:
1. They moved to New York to become lovers, because their parents disowned them
2. The F has come to New York for rehabilitation (that's probably true)
3. They're on the run from the cops because they stole money from a bank, that's why they are so rich
4.The siblings are actually cops going undercover, so they can bust us upper east siders doing drugs and whatnot
Q: Dear GG
I heard that F moved to New York to raise her baby, because her parents wouldn't let her raise it because the father raped her
KAI
A: Dear KAI
Do you honestly believe that?
-GG
You know you love me
Gossip Girl
Next chapter: Might not be one unless I get reviews!