Hey people. Sorry this one is short, (*dodges tomatoes and other vegatables being thrown*) but I'm working on the new one now.
Thanks to dancerbell12 for reviewing and also special thanks to Synchrostar16 for your idea and I've found where I'm going to use it in the story thanks so, so much.
-JT
Sidney.
I almost couldn't stand to see him leave. Next thing I knew I was unable to control myself and was running out of the coffee house. Wind blew through my hair as I spun around trying to figure out where he'd gone, but I didn't see him. The only thing around were cars and two birds flying high up in the sky.
I sighed and grumbled something unintelligible. As I turned to go back into the Break Room, a swift breeze came around blowing a long albatross feather into my hair.
I thought nothing of it and just pushed it into my satchel.
- - - - - - -
I heard super loud music and funky lights blaring inside my house when I finally got home.
I sighed. Another party.
I kicked up my skateboard and shoved my way through the masses of random teenagers that littered the lawn.
"DUNCAN!" I screamed for my idiot party boy of a brother.
"He's over by the den." His best friend, Hunter, told me.
"Thanks Hunt." I said, before making my way to my brother.
"Duncan!" I cried, when I found him.
"I thought you weren't throwing a huge party tonight!" I shrieked at him over the music. "I thought you said you were cool with it." He said drunken-like although it didn't seem like there was any booze anywhere.
"No! you said "just a few friends, Sids don't you worry your pretty little head"." I quoted for him.
"This is a few." He informed me.
"Dunks, this is like two hundred people! A few is like four or five people!"
"Why are you going so crazy?" He asked me, pulling me in and giving me a noogie.
"I dunno. Sorry Dunk."
"It's cool kiddo. What were you doing out so late anyway?"
"Just… Talking with some friends…"
"Alright Sid, well feel free to do whatever, but I'll have them outta here by, like, one AM."
"Fine by me." I agreed, then took off to my room.
I threw my stuff on my desk and threw myself on my bed.
I sighed dreamily.
Iggy.
Iggy.
I liked it.
I thought about how he towered over me. How tall could he be? He had to be over six feet. Oh, and those sightless blue eyes. They sparkled and outshone the sun.
I sat up. I couldn't believe where I was, all that was left to wonder was if he felt the same way I do.
Oh sweet Lord, I hope he does.