This didn't take to long to start off.. since I have a load of ideas for this. It's awesome!

Warning: Crude language...

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Useless Obsession

It wasn't until I met Alana Immortal that I went by the name of Dash Darling. She was fourteen at the time; long brown hair with bleached tips which were dyed by the week with fluorescent colors, pale faced- clear of acne or blemishes. Her complexion was perfect, in my eyes; slim and tall. Her eyes sparkled in light or darkness - they were hazel green. She wasn't built like a brick shit house unlike her sister, Alanyss, although they were identical twins.

October 30th

Her name is Alana Immortal and she attends Churchill Academy. She works at Café Unknown and this week, her tips are a radiant purple.

I printed neatly in my journal, setting my inking pen beside the booklet, I sighed down at her name. There is no point. I thought to myself. I pulled the small chain of my lamp, my cell dimmed. Turning the covers of my cot over, I set my weak corpse aside for a long night's rest.

Light thrashed its way around my cellar the next morning. Yawning, I looked at my alarm clock. Satisfied with the time being 6:00 AM, I threw myself over the end of my bed, in search for some clean clothing. Looking at all the rest of the juvenile delinquents around reminded me of why I was here. It was my twelfth month here, and tomorrow would make it a whole year.

"Dash, you're on garbage detail today, get dressed kid." Officer Moron unlocked my jail cell, throwing me some white shorts and a white't' shirt that read Fable 0666.

I smiled in my mind, knowing that this would be the thirteenth day in a row that I would have been able to see my latest… yet useless obsession, Alana. It started with a smile… then a wink and then the question… when will I see you again? At that time, my stomach fell through my ass. Her eyes, themselves… were just so mesmerizing.

I waited outside of the Cafe Unknown with a few other delinquents. It was raining so our white clothing stuck to us and made it seem as if it was a gag- white't' shirt contest. I looked into the window where Alana made her way around tables serving people coffee and donuts. Suddenly, one of the boys that were with us disappeared, I searched for his face in the crowd, he's gone!

"Oh my, where is Dash?" I heard a female voice holler my name.

Breaking the rules all over again… I escaped searching for the voice. I'm coming Alana! I slammed the café door open causing a huge crashing sound. Everyone around stopped to look in my direction.

"Are you alright Alana?" I searched for the colors in her hair.

The young girl peered from around a corner at the back of the shop, "Dash!"

She cheered running to me.

In her small right hand she carried out a black garbage bag. I knew that after she handed over that rancid substance she'd turn around and head back to work. I could just win the game and take her with me. Stunned her the way her hips swayed, the way her eyes… her dreamy eyes. I faded away…

"Here you go, Sir." Aroused by her green eyes and high cheek bones and I didn't see her hand the bag to a boy beside me, "Good bye now."

I shook my head, "Alana, wait!"

She turned around and smiled, "He beat you to it, Dash, come again."

Furious, I waved my farewells and left the building. In front of me walked the boy who stole my future bride's trash. This will teach him! In complete full out anger I ran at the boy bringing him to the ground, whistles were blown and sirens went off.

"Do you seriously think you're going to get out of here in April, Fable?"

Currently strapped to a chair, I was being penalized by a training officer. I looked him in the eyes and said "yes". He laughed then kicked me, "Your name suits you kid. Christ, at fifteen I was driving tractors and making a living."

"Sir, with all do respect, I have had an eventful life." I spat on the floor beside him, "Just let it slide this time, please."

"Dash, I'm warning you, next time this will be on your permanent record!" the training officer warned me.

October 31

I cried for her. She looks lost, young at heart and pleased that the other boy accepted her trash. I can't take this pain any longer. I just want to die.

Feeling trapped in my own mistakes I lit up a candle and began to meditate. In one's state of peace…

I wasn't allowed to be on garbage detail because of the incident so the special hot shot that stole my trash last time took my spot. In the lunch room I told him that if he messed her up in any way, I'd kill his pride. What man wants their pride to be jumbled?

"I won't let you down, Fable." He shook my hand.

"Call me that again I'll break your dick off, it's Dash." I took my hand back and walked away.

If I could write a letter to my sweet love, I would. I swear of that immature little kid screws this over; I will fuck his shit up!

…Late January

I hadn't heard a word about Alana Immortal. If anything I heard of her sister, Alanyss. It hurt more to not hear anything of her then to only see her once a week. In the lunch room I sat in front of my tray of food while the boy who took my place in garbage detail ate beside me.

"Is she still there?" I asked hoping for the right answer.

"She moved away, her sister took over." He bluntly said.

My intestines felt like every one of them twisted together, my toe nails felt as if they bent backwards, my heart shredded into one millions strands of nothing.

That boy got to leave the Facility January 31st and since then I never heard one word about him, Alana or her sister. I would seldom write in my journal from that day on. Instead I burned every last paper I wrote about Alana Immortal just to erase her from my mind.

By the time it was April, I forgot about my useless obsession.