Sorry for not updating in awhile I had major writers block!
She looked out of her bedroom window and stared distastefully at the perfect and serene qualities of Poshly Heights. The green grass, the light breeze all of the things that used to comfort her now disgusted her. She missed Duncan, she wished he would somehow appear and comfort her, tell her that they would escape this stupid place.
She glanced down at the walkway of Bridgette's house and saw Geoff smile and wave sweetly as he approached Bridgette's house. In return Courtney made a face and limply waved back. She walked away from the window and paced around the room wondering what on earth she was supposed to do next.
All of the progress she had made, it was all lost. She would have to start from the very first step. The sad thing, however, was that she had no idea what the first step was. When Duncan was here, he told her what she should expect, what would happen next, he was her rock. But now she had nothing. In the middle of her thought process she realized that maybe, just maybe, Duncan might still be here and he might just be at his house resting.
At this thought she rushed downstairs, across her yard and she hopped the white picket fence that separated her house from his. She tripped on a rock that was on his lawn and cursed as she scrambled back up. She pounded on his door, breathing heavily and a huge smile spread across her face when she saw the door start to open. But that smile didn't last very long for when the door opened all the way she saw some random, although very hot, new neighbor.
"Hola, beautiful." He said as he picked up Courtney's hand and kissed it lightly. "My name is Alejandro."
"Courtney." She said distastefully as she ripped her hand from his clutches. "Is Duncan home?"
"Who is Duncan?"
Courtney sighed heavily, "Never mind. I guess he moved." She turned to walk away but Alejandro grabbed her wrist.
"Wait, wait, wait leaving so soon? Why don't you show me around the town or something." He suggested flirtatiously.
"I would, but to be honest I have no interest in you what so ever." Courtney said agitatedly.
"Ouch, well señorita if you change your mind I'll be right here." He winked.
"Yeah, whatever." Courtney said as she turned away.
"Wait! Señorita! I know you said you're not interested in me, but you sound so down, is everything alright? This place is perfect, isn't it?" He twitched as he got around to the 'perfect' part.
Courtney eyed him suspiciously. Maybe he was a malfunctioning or something. "I'm fine really, just...this place...perfection gets annoying after awhile, you know? It's like just for once it'd be nice if it snowed or the people here weren't always so damn polite." Courtney was shocked at her own words. Her, the C.I.T, actually wanted things to be imperfect, this place really WAS getting to her.
She glanced at Alejandro and saw that he seemed to be intensely absorbing what she said. "Hey Alejandro." She waved a hand in his face but he still didn't move. "Yoo-hoo! Anyone there?" She said as she tried to get his attention. She leaned in closer to him and saw a bright flash in his eye. She squinted as she leaned in even closer and stared directly in his eye. She could see numbers and letters moving quickly around his eye, as if she cracked some code and all of the information was spilling out or as if a long equation was being written. "What the fu-"
Before she could finish Alejandro snapped out his bizarre trance-like state and said, "That's interesting Courtney, I think you have a good point."
"Good point about what?"
"That there is such a thing as 'too perfect'" Normally, the neighbors here would flash a huge smile after agreeing with her but he didn't, his face stayed solemn.
"Right...well I'm going to go home. Bye, Al." Courtney said as she backed away slowly and waved lightly.
But before she could leave he had a sudden outburst and angrily asked, "What did you say?"
"Umm...bye Al?"
"Don't call me Al. Ever." He said fiercely.
"Sorry, Al...ejandro." She said as she stared at him curiously, no one in this town has ever acted out in such a way. With such pure, raw, anger, it was highly intriguing.
He snapped back to happy and smiled radiantly, "It's okay Courtney! Have a good day!"
"Bye," She waited until he closed the door to add, "Al." While she walked away from his house she smiled to herself, "I think I just found my first step."
If she could get Al to crack maybe, just maybe she'd be closer to finding an escape. She walked to her house and as she approached the front door she felt something light and cold fall on her nose. She looked up and saw that instantly the sky was foggy and it was...raining? Hailing? She held out her hand and saw a small white speck melt in her palm. It was snowing.
She was confused until she remembered her exact words to Alejandro, "I'm fine really, just...this place...perfection gets annoying after awhile, you know? It's like just for once it'd be nice if it snowed or the people here weren't always so damn polite."
"You know, if you give me what I want that won't make me happy!" She shouted out loud. And as if something heard her wishes it stopped snowing and the sky cleared, leaving a radiant sun to shine down. "Ugh!"
She stormed toward her house and entered half-way but she stopped once she heard loud shouting and saw Geoff tumble out of Bridgette house. He looked furious and as he bent over to pick up his hat, for reasons Courtney will never understand, she asked, "Geoff, what happened?"
He turned and shot her a dirty glare, "Mind your own business, Court."He stomped away and Courtney became sad. Not because of the way he yelled at her, but because this place was adjusting to what she wanted. If this place fixed itself to suit whatever she wanted, it would be impossible to escape.
If she wanted snow, she would get it. If she wanted people to malfunction, they would. If she wanted this place to be less perfect, it would be. If she wanted escape...she could get it.
The thought flooded her with joy and she raced upstairs to her room. She slammed the door, turned off the lights, lit a single candle and wished for it to be night time. Slowly, the sun set and the moon glistened in the dark sky. She closed her eyes super tight and held the candle close to her face, "I wish for a real wishing star."
She ran over to her window and watched as a bright light passed through the sky. She rapidly shut her eyes and said, "I wish I was free."
Sorry the storyline is kind of rushed I was just really stuck on what to do, if anyone has any ideas I'll gladly credit you on them, please review and thanks for reading!