A/N: So here's the next of my 24 100-word drabbles. Glimmer. I hope you enjoy it, and hopefully review! ;)


Glimmer

I'm under the tree. The tree where that girl is, the girl lover boy's infatuated with. She's plain, nothing special. But she got an eleven. I suppose that's all that's keeping lover boy alive. Maybe in more ways than one. But it's not like I'm going to complain, I'm everything she's not. Beautiful. Powerful. But lover boy likes her. Oh well, it's his funeral. In more ways than one. I hear some rustling from the tree and stare up for a while. Well, she's going to have to come down eventually. And when she does… I'll be waiting for her.