Chapter Two
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Two days passed. Shana still hadn't come out of her room. Not even to eat. She sat on her bed all day, just staring at the wall, not doing anything. Then on the second day during the afternoon, Shana got out of bed slowly and she walked over to her mirror. She looked at her image. Her usually silky smooth hair was frizzy and tangled. She opened a drawer next to her mirror and pulled out a brush and brushed her hair again so that it was once again to its former state. She then took in a deep breath as she pulled a pair of scissors out of her drawer. She took a small handful of hair in her hands up to right below her ear. She pulled the scissors up to her hair, and, squeezing her eyes shut, cut off her hair. She opened her eyes just as the hair fell down to the ground. She took in a shaky breath as she did the same all the way around. Soon, what remained of her long hair was left in a pile on the floor, the rest of her hair came to right below her ears. She looked at herself in the mirror on shock. Her mother had always been so proud of her hair. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she saw a pendent hanging around her neck. Her father had given it to her when she was a baby. She took it off and went to her trunk. She pulled out a small box and put the pendant in; she looked at it one last time. It was a japor snippet that her father had carved when he found out her mom was pregnant. It hung on a small leather strap.
She closed the lid on the box and stood. She walked over to a corner in her room. She found a small stone in the floor that had the dirt missing around its side. She knelt down and pulled up the stone. She placed the box in a hole she had carved in it. She then covered the hole with some dirt that she kept in a drawer and replaced the stone. She walked towards her clothing trunk. She took out all the clothes that her parents had given her and put them into a sack. She packed away practically everything. Among the things that were left was a blue silk dress that she had. It was a light blue with a lighter stripe that wound its way down the middle. It was just a little big for her, but, Tionne, the knight that Shana had become friends with, said that Shana could grow into it. She had planned to wear it when her parents came back to pick her up for their vacation that they had planned to take place two years from now. She picked up the dress and put in the bottom of her dresser and covered it up with the other clothes that were left; except one. She put that one on and stared at her reflection in the mirror. She stared at her cropped hair and her outfit of a shirt that had become too small for her years ago. The shirt was a little too tight and it showed her midriff a little and the shorts that she had on were too small and tight and clung to her legs. She took in a shaky breath as she looked around her room. All the things that her parents had given her had been put away.
Now that she had no way to remember them, how could she grieve for them? How could she mourn for someone who she had no reminders of? She smiled slightly. The pain in her heart had begun to lessen. But it was still there. She closed her eyes and slightly turned her head up to the ceiling. She put a barrier around her heart. Trapping all that hurt inside so that it could no longer hurt her. She opened her eyes as the pain became less and less until it was gone. She smiled broader; she was now free. She could be happy again; she could be free once again.
She exited her room at a full sprint and took off in the direction of Brandyn's room. When she reached his room, she knocked at it. He opened it and he looked confused for a moment; when he realized who it was, his jaw dropped. "Shana? Shana, is that you?"
Shana rolled her eyes. "Well, yeah, dodo! Who else would it be?"
He walked up to her and touched her hair. "What have you done to your hair?"
"Okay, now you're starting to sound like my mother!"
He looked at her clothes. "What are you wearing? You can't be seen in something like that!"
She rolled her eyes again, "You are my mother! Come on, do you want to play or not?"
Brandyn looked surprised that she would ask him to play. "A-are you sure? Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yeah, I'm sure!" she breathed, she was getting tired of him asking her what was wrong and if she was okay. "So are you gonna play or not?"
He paused for a moment. He had missed being able to play with Shana so he nodded and the raced outside. They played until the stars started coming out. They lay in the tall grass and stared at the stars. Trying to find shooting stars and pointing out the different stars and planets that they knew. Shana smiled as she started pointing out more planets than Brandyn. "Look!" Brandyn shouted, pointing to a specific star, "There's Mustafar and next to it is Lefrani."
"Good, Brandyn! Now, where's Naboo?" She asked.
"Umm." He said, searching the stars. "It's right…there! Next to Umgul and there's Roon over there and next to Roon is Tat-" he stopped. He was about to say Tatooine, and he was afraid that he would make Shana sad again, and that was not was he wanted for his best friend. He didn't finish his sentence. Shana rolled onto her stomach and looked at Brandyn.
"Brandyn," she softly asked, "Have you ever lost someone close to your heart?"
He rolled over and looked at Shana; a single tear was falling down her face. "Well, if you count my pet rock lizard, then yeah, I have."
"No, Brandyn!" she said forcefully, maybe a little more forcefully than she meant because she made Brandyn jump. "I mean a real person."
Brandyn thought for a moment. "I lost my grandmother, but I was only two, I don't really remember her."
"Oh." She said, looking off in the direction of Tatooine.
"Why do you ask?" Brandyn asked.
"Oh, never mind, it's nothing." She hastily said. Suddenly, she saw 'fireflies' in the distance. She got up and started running towards them. "Come on!" She shouted.
She and Brandyn tried catching the bugs but were unsuccessful and soon returned to the temple.
"Thanks for coming to play with me." She said. "Want to do it again tomorrow?"
"Sure." Brandyn said. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." Shana said, shutting the door. She again looked herself in the mirror. She said to herself, "I'm not hurting, I'm fine. I'm just fine."
She kept herself under that illusion for a few years after this. But just like if you shake up a closed bottle, the soda will eventually shoot out, strong and powerful, not yielding to anyone or anything.
Okay, the profile will say that this story has been completed, but this is only part one of this two parter. I hope to have Part Two up soon, so if you want to see it, put me on author alert. Thanx, just click that box right below here that says "Review"...plz! I would so much appreciate.