Emmett couldn't get to her.
He stalked her for the day, and she seemed to notice. Barely.
He hid whenever he thought she was looking, and looked whenever she wasn't.
He tried to grab her attention, he tried to start a conversation.
Somehow, she would avoid him. She never was left alone with him.
He was calculating a plan in his head all day.
He needed to get to her.
He needed to break her.
What could he do to accomplish that? No way he could get even close enough to her to drag her away from her friends.
She was good, and he knew he had to fight dirty to win.
He drew a blank when trying to devise a plan.
He knew what she liked. Unfortunately, this was at school. He couldn't run out and buy her the Somewhere in the Between by Streetlight Manifesto.
But he forgot one thing; he was loaded.
And being loaded meant he had power to ditch whenever he wanted.
No, he couldn't. He was doing great in school, and he couldn't jeopardize that just because of a CD.
He would though. He loved her enough.
He drove all the way to port angles, bought the CD, and drove back.
Just to realize they had a short day.
He left school before the day was over.
Idiot, He thought and shoved the CD in the player.
He found himself tapping his foot to the beat.
This was good music for once. He hated the shit he played just for his friends.
I once knew a guy,
obsessed with the afterlife
Oh what a terrible day that was,
he realized he'd wasted all his time
Time was ticking by,
and he'd been left behind
And as the clock tick-tocked
his heart did stop and everything he had was fucked
And we know not what we do (Can you hear them call?)
Will we ever make it through?
As they watch us fall from the sky to the ground to the sea
Woe is me, woe is me, no one will save you now
We can only look away! (away, away, away, away!)
We'll not be victims there'll be no victims of to speak
And only then will we be free
And up will rise the meek
He began to do a stupid dance by shaking his butt and moving his body in his seat. He had closed his eyes, and didn't care if anyone around him saw.
He loved this.
And when we fall we will fall together
No one will catch us so we'll catch ourselves
And where we roam we will roam forever
No one will understand what we meant
He rolled the windows down, and blasted the music even louder. He knew she was a perfect match for him. He just wondered when he could gather up the courage to do something about it.
The beaten and the bruised, forsaken, the abused
Oh what a glorious day we'll have rising up and claiming all our dues
The day will come as sure as the ever-setting sun
All of those that self-imposed will find themselves so indisposed
And we know not what we do (Can you hear their call?)
Will we ever make it through?
As they watch us fall from the sky to the ground to the sea
Woe is me, woe is me, no one will save you now
We can only look away! (away, away, away, away!)
We will not be victims there'll be no victims of to speak
And only then will we be free
And up will rise the meek
He jumped out of his car, climbed on top, and started to do what he thought was a dance for the music. Youtube was going to have a field day with bombardments of a jock doing a dance to some weird music on his jeep. Thats what everyone thought. Rosalie pulled her camera out a secretly video taped this.
And when we fall we will fall together
No one will catch us so we'll catch ourselves
And where we roam we will roam forever
No one will understand what we meant
Now, with the line drawn in the wet sand
You need to tell us where to stand
Sitting waiting watching rotting everything they warned us of is true
Now tell me what we're all supposed to do
They're coming after all of us with everything they've got
With the fury of a soldier who will answer to his God
So how will we fight? All we have is logic and love on our side
He wanted to sing the lyrics to her, and for her to be happy as can be when he did. He couldn't. He had the money, but he didn't have the guts.
And when we fall we will fall together
No one will catch us so we'll catch ourselves
And where we roam we will roam forever
No one will understand what we meant
Fall with me, Echoed in his head as he jumped down and looked her in the eye. She mouthed 'Fuck you' to him, and left.
He shrugged. He didn't even try to get her affection this time. It was purely joy from finding something worth his time. And it also so happened that it was worth hers.
A black sweater was on the floor right where she was, and a pair of sunglasses were on top of it.
He knew she loved these things to death. He'd test her on how much she was willing to get them back.
He picked the items up carefully, place them in the passenger seat, and drove home, formulating a plan.
