Serena
The next day, I was hurrying to school, which I had never done before. Ever.
I impatiently sped through History, English and Trig. By the time lunch came around, I was trying my utmost not to sprint to the cafeteria.
I felt so deflated when he wasn't there. The small brunnette girl, Tia, who had every single class, save for Biology, with me, was walking next to me. She talked a lot, she was easy to be around. She never paused, so as long as you nodded and smiled, no-one could tell you weren't listening.
I sat down with Tia and her friends. I didn't say a word the entire time.
Where was he?
Shaun
I watched everyone walk out of the cafeteria when she did. She looked upset.
At the moment I noticed her, she looked at me again, in the same strange way she had yesterday. She seemed instantly happier. Why would anyone be happy to see me? She looked away, and I became aware that I was already five minutes late for Gym.
I may as well have belonged to an entirely seperate galaxy for the remainder of the day. Not that I probably already didn't seem that way.
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Linda and Jared McClean had been fostering me for the past two years. The were both in their early thirties, and unable to have kids.
I wasn't sure why they were both still so friendly to me, I'd never done anything to make them.
Linda had, at first, tried to get me to call her mom. I'd declined the offer, but now, I realised that she was, in a way, more like a mom to me than my real one had been.
When she asked me how my day was, I told her, instead of my usual 'fine', "Great, thanks, mom."
My next words were cut of as enveloped me in her warm arms.
The next day, I was hurrying to school, which I had never done before. Ever.
I impatiently sped through History, English and Trig. By the time lunch came around, I was trying my utmost not to sprint to the cafeteria.
I felt so deflated when he wasn't there. The small brunnette girl, Tia, who had every single class, save for Biology, with me, was walking next to me. She talked a lot, she was easy to be around. She never paused, so as long as you nodded and smiled, no-one could tell you weren't listening.
I sat down with Tia and her friends. I didn't say a word the entire time.
Where was he?
Shaun
I watched everyone walk out of the cafeteria when she did. She looked upset.
At the moment I noticed her, she looked at me again, in the same strange way she had yesterday. She seemed instantly happier. Why would anyone be happy to see me? She looked away, and I became aware that I was already five minutes late for Gym.
I may as well have belonged to an entirely seperate galaxy for the remainder of the day. Not that I probably already didn't seem that way.
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Linda and Jared McClean had been fostering me for the past two years. The were both in their early thirties, and unable to have kids.
I wasn't sure why they were both still so friendly to me, I'd never done anything to make them.
Linda had, at first, tried to get me to call her mom. I'd declined the offer, but now, I realised that she was, in a way, more like a mom to me than my real one had been.
When she asked me how my day was, I told her, instead of my usual 'fine', "Great, thanks, mom."
My next words were cut of as enveloped me in her warm arms.
I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” said Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
“It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” said Grey through the door.
“I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
“Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.
Memories,
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The show is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This show is over,
Now go home.
Confusion,
So many thoughts,
The end is near,
The darkness coming,
Now its here,
The show is over,
The lights are off,
We now say goodnight,
Goodbye,
As we begin 2 open the new chapter
It hurts at first,
Will the changes be extreme?
Please, just tell me,
This was only a dream,
I want to go back,
To relive this again,
This high point in life,
It can't end.
The stage lights dimmed,
The leaving spoke,
With happy faces on,
But tears in their eyes,
This show is over,
Now go home.