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Just Water : Prologue
I couldn't do it. Oh god, I couldn't bring myself to do it. Something as simple and innocent as a kiss and I just couldn't bring myself to do it. The beautiful blond boy from Canada leaned in, fully prepared to kiss me and I pulled away from him like he was some rabid dog. After I pulled away I could not make eye contact with him because I know if I did I would see your emerald eyes looking back at me, filled with the emotions the blond Canadian was feeling. I would know; it has happened before. Many times before.

Honestly I don't know why I am still so in love with you. I haven't seen or heard from you in seven long years and here I am sitting on a park bench in a perfectly romantic setting, still refusing to kiss someone who isn't you. I try focusing on a carving in the worn out wood bench in an attempt to ignore the blond Canadians questions and concerns and it worked. Only because my head is filled with thoughts of you and your perfect-self did it work. I sighed deeply while I tilted my head back to look at the clear night sky, half expecting you to fly down to take me home to the Spirit World. I search hard, but all I seem to see are stars.

I think I was a little drunk before the Canadian tried to kiss me but now I am fully sober. You have that affect on me. No, actually I lied. I'm not fully sober. Well sure I can't feel any traces of alcohol in my body but my head is so clouded over right now anyone could hardly call it sober. Looking up, I actually vision you in your flawless dragon form falling from the sky in a graceful and controlled manner to come and fulfill your promise. But visualizing can only feel so real. The only thing I feel right now is the warm breeze bringing me back in to reality.

What you do to me isn't fair to me or people around me. I am seventeen and have yet to have a real boyfriend. Or any boyfriend at all because I am still fooling myself into believing that you will return to me. That you will keep your absurd promise and save me from this endless hell most people call loneliness. But darling, I assure you it's not loneliness I am feeling. I don't really feel anything except for this bleak reality I live in. Living everyday hoping it's my last only because we were separated too early into our love. Our love that grew so strong over a few short days.

After what seemed like forever, I glanced at the poor confused blond boy sitting on beside me who actually was cute. Cuter then I have seen in a really long time. His hair was blowing in his face as he looked at me through concerned green eyes with hints of confusion. I guess that's when I finally noticed his eyes were green; but that's all they were. Just green. Not the brilliant emerald orbs you possessed. Not the eyes that could take my breath away with a simple glance because they were so full of raw emotion.

The blond boy muttered something along the lines of goodbye and stood up to leave. I said nothing as he walked away and regretted it the moment he walked out of sight back to the party we had come from. I guess my expression had said it all... that I didn't want him. The breeze stopped playing with my hair and it all of a sudden grew very cold. I sat on the bench all alone, shivering violently. Not just because I was cold, but because I felt so alone and unwanted without anyone beside me.

With a final sigh I stood up abruptly from the old bench and started walking. Although I wasn't too sure where I was going.


Continue or no? You decide. My real chapters will me much longer then this one because this is just the prologue.