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Lazy, Stories Of Begrudgingly Moving
Natallia yawned. It was time. Time to move.
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Moving sucks.
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Come on, you have to move, otherwise you'll miss the talent show.
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But do I really care though?
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Yeah! Well, okay, if you don't move, you'll die of dehydration! That'd suck. Right? So move your lazy ass!
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Meeeehhhh, 5 more hours….
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What about everyone who expected something today? Everyone who cares whether you're here or not. You're just going to willingly disappoint them?
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But since when have I lived up to expectation? Since when have I cared?
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You know you care, don't deny it. You're insecure as hell. But, that's besides the point. YOU, my friend, need to see him.
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..no stahp
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Come on, he'll be so disappointed! And as cute as him pouting is, he's so much cuter smiling, am I right?
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Damn it I don't even like him that much stopppppp… this is unfair. I didn't even mean to have a crush on him...
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Too late, your heart's already beating a bit faster, no way you'll get back to sleep now.
Damn it. I hate you.
We're the same person.
Uhg.
Natallia, after a long and unnecessary internal debate, finally got up out of bed.
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Natallia sipped at her tea. She was feeling more in the mood for black tea with cream over coffee this morning. As she fueled her ever-growing addiction to caffeine, she didn't feel much more awake. She sighed. Moving definitely sucked. She hated herself sometimes.
But she was up. Too late to back out now!
She ate her top ramen (with a fork, chopsticks are hard.) with no determination or motivation of any kind.
Drinking black tea with cream, eating chicken flavored top ramen, she attempted to wake herself up. Inside, that is. HAH, comedy.
Welp, time to leave her home. Too bad.
She walked out the door, and into the sunlight, knowing this was truly where her day began. She shivered in the cold.
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It was time for the talent show once more. I mean, why not, of course it is.
Natallia sighed, a bit unsure of the song she chose. But, screw it, it WAS one of her favorites.
So, once more, wearing, predictably, a custom dress, she stepped out onto the stage. The sea of faces, although making her a bit nervous, she knew would likely have a positive reaction to her good-but-far-from-perfect singing.
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He grinned as she stepped onto the stage. Unaware that her smile less wide than usual, he decided to look at the dress that, no suprise, was custom.
It was black, with a green design across the entirety of it. An alternating array with no apparent pattern of vertical green lines, and circle outlines.
Code, it looked like.
Natallia groaned inwardly at the dress when she had made it, but it was the best idea she could even come up with. It's hard to make a dress that fits with a song about giving a random dude you immediately fell madly in love with your phone number and him not calling back and you being sad but unable to move on, and afterwards, according to the music video and no longer the lyrics, performing the song to him in an inception-like manner, only for him to talk to a male member of your band and give him his phone number just after you finished writing yours to give to him. "Wow, that's a way to explain it.. Geez, I'm creative. Whether that's a good thing or not I don't know, knowing the meaningless things I mostly use it on.." Natallia thought to herself.
Anyone know what the song is? Guess in the reviews below now! Haha, just kidding, don't. I mean, feel free to after you read the chapter what your guess was before you saw, but don't now because I'd rather have actual comments on my story than random song names. This joke was stupid, heh..
"Hey people! Don't you hate Mondays? I do too, if you hate Mondays that is because I can't hear all of your responses and I highly doubt everyone said yes. Even though it's not Monday and this was entirely unrelated to anything! Happy Thursday everyone.." Natallia started, cringing inwardly at her own stupid sense of humor.
Well, not even humor. That was entirely stupid and she hated herself a little bit for even saying something so undeniably dumb in front of so many people.
Confused chuckles were what mostly arose from the crowd, although a few people actually laughed.
"I don't really know what to say anymore, and I just feel lazy and want to get this over with, so I'll lazily get this over with now and shut the f-" She cut herself off without barley getting through the first letter,"- shut up!"
A few people actually laughed at this, making Natallia's small and mostly fake smile actually widen genuinely a bit. Vulgar, dirty humor was her favorite type of humor, and she was glad some of the crowd could appreciate this. Even though that was a legitimate mistake on her part.
"Uh, jokes before I end this unnecessary ramblings off, uh, end it off on a good note, uh," Natallia muttered, as though in deep thought, but very clearly into the microphone and loud enough for the audience to hear. She snapped her fingers for dramatic effect. "Aha! I was reading a book about the history of glue, I couldn't put it down!" People chuckled at the cheesy pun.
"Velcro, right? What a rip off!" More chuckles.
"What's the deal with airline food? Actually, that "joke" never made sense to me and I don't know why people even laugh at it." Natallia started off jokingly before going off on a mini-rant in a still joking way, sure to add air quotes at the word joke. People were laughing now.
Good, she wasn't as much of a failure at this than the opening line would suggest. People found her funny.
"Kay, that's enough for real this time. I'm starting now."
"I threw a wish in the well, don't ask me I'll never tell, I looked at you as it fell, And now you're in my way."
The song started off, and it was quickly apparent to the dog in the crowd it was another romance song. The beat was cheery.
"I trade my soul for a wish, pennies and dimes for a kiss, I wasn't looking for this, but now you're in my way."
"Your stare was holdin', ripped jeans, skin was showin'. Hot night, wind was blowin'. Where you think you're going baby?"
Natallia couldn't help the inward cringe at the broken english that became apparent to her as she sang the lyrics out loud.
The chorus hit and the beat sped up.
"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"It's hard to look right, at you baby, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"And all the other boys, try to chase me-"
Natallia said the lyrics playfully, getting down on one knee to pick something up before standing with it in her hand. She held a sign, reading, "If so then why am I still single?", without once stopping the flow of words from her mouth. And the audience laughed. She grinned wider, despite the bad mood she was in earlier. Hah, well there was another reason she didn't have a date, not that it was relevant to the current topic whatsoever.
"-but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
The chorus ended.
"You took your time with the call, I took no time with the fall. You gave me nothing at all, but still you're in my way."
"I beg and borrow and steal, at first sight and it's real, I didn't know I would feel it, but it's in my way."
"Your stare was holdin', ripped jeans, skin was showin'. Hot night, wind was blowin'. Where you think you're going baby?"
"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"It's hard to look right, at you baby, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"And all the other boys, try to chase me, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"Before you came into my life, I missed you so bad. I missed you so bad. I missed you so, so bad."
"Before you came into my life, I missed you so bad. And you should know that. I missed you so so bad."
The word bad echoed for a while and faded away. Natallia was able to use special effects? What's the budget for this talent show?!
"It's hard to look right, at you baby, but here's my number. So call me maybe!"
"Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"And all the other boys, try to chase me, but here's my number, so call me maybe!"
"Before you came into my life, I missed you so bad. I missed you so bad. I missed you so so bad."
"Before you came into my life, I missed you so bad. And you should know that. So call me, maybe!"
The beat dropped and went deeper slowly adding an almost creepy or confused end to it.
The song finished and Natallia bowed and went backstage without so much as another word.
Natallia, as she was changing back into her regular clothes with a backflip as fast as fucking Erza, had a thought (FUCK-ing Animal Crossing logic people. Seriously!)
At the thought, she proceeded to sigh in relief, knowing she'd finally be able to go home.
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Natallia didn't stay much longer after her performance. Once the last of the people who she knew performed, she left. Despite Bones's several confused noises, which she ignored apart from a brief, "Goin' home."
She walked home, hands in her back pockets as she lethargically moved forward, down the hill to the lower section of the village, and finally, in front of her house. She paused for a brief moment, admiring the river a few feet away as it flowed.
She remembered the good ol' days, when she was a master fisherwoman, stopping to pull out her trusty fishing rod whenever she'd see a shadow in the water.
But, she'd basically given it up, as she barely caught anything noteworthy nowadays after fishing so much in the past. The only fish she hadn't caught were probably too rare for her to bother to find, anyway.
She continued into her house, and was greeted by the mess that was her first story. She, thought, did not want to be here. Instead, she walked up the stairway to the second story, where she finally found what she wanted to see.
She sighed with a relaxed and happy expression as she finally sank into her red arm chair.
After a few moments, she got her tablet, which was charging on a stand next to her, put there for that very purpose.
She relaxed and started reading fanfiction on her tablet, entirely ready to waste the night away. "Well, it isn't a waste," she thought, "if it makes me happy. Despite it's generally, ahem, lemony reputation."
Warning to you all, don't look up lemons on this site/app (whichever you use). Just look up a definition man, don't find out for yourself.
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Bones sighed as he, reluctantly, left the talent show. He'd normally stick around until the end of the day's performances, but today was a special case. His friend had recently left, entirely without explanation. And he needed to make sure she was okay, obviously.
He thought back to earlier. Though he wasn't paying much attention to it earlier, he now realized that she was looking worse that usual. Not that she usually looked bad! Or that she looked bad today! She was just looking simply.. below average.
Although she was smiling widely while on stage, she looked gloomy as she exited, but was once again smiling and laughing with him, and was gloomy again as she left! Mood swings much?!
She also looked a bit pale, and the bags under her eyes were deeper than usual. She usually had bags, actually, due to many nights of doing.. Whatever she did. (AKA Anime and fanfiction, though Bones didn't know this due to never asking.)
Actually, maybe he should have started being concerned a long time ago.
IMPORTANT: I will now be taking requests for short one-shots (related to the story) to put at the end of each chapter. If you want to submit a request for a short one-shot for me to put at the end of a chapter, say so in the reviews!
Actual Author's Note: Looks like I left you on a mini-cliffhanger! HAH! Take that, the, like, 5 people who read this! Also, please don't submit any one-shot ideas that are too insane or stupid. I'm looking at you, Fueled By Nightmares. (No offence.)
Hahah, I'm going now, bai!