My Inpiration of the moment: http://kh2.co.uk/assets/200512101137000.jpg
I like red. Red is gud. =D Btw, the story in this chappy is entirely true. And...if...teh...person...mentioned....somehow reads this...then...
I LUUUUUUUUUURVE YOU!! AND, SOOO DON'T OBSESS!!! o.-
~~~~~K~a~z~e~~~~~
I like red. Red is gud. =D Btw, the story in this chappy is entirely true. And...if...teh...person...mentioned....somehow reads this...then...
I LUUUUUUUUUURVE YOU!! AND, SOOO DON'T OBSESS!!! o.-
~~~~~K~a~z~e~~~~~
The midget girl was ranting on about how Megan only liked her bishies for looks. Can't argue with that...>_> The taller brunette just sat and took it all with a grain of salt.
"And, what's yer problem with blondes, anyway?"
Megan simply twitched, clenching her fist.
"You only like yer bishies fer looks," Piku(Or was it Pika?...) accused.
"It's not like that, " The taller brunette said softly.
"Shame, K_K," Piku said, not hearing Megan.
...Who the hell is K_K?! And....Krazy?! WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE?!!?!? #>_< Megan suddenly stood up from her seat.
"It's not like that, ok?! YOU ASSUME TOO DAMN MUCH! THE LOT O' 'YA! AND, YES! I HAVE BEEN WATCHING TOO MUCH TITANIC!!! >_>"
With that, she stomped away. Piku finally killed the silence by scoffing.
"Titanic stuffs."
Standing up, I followed where Megan had gone(Dun dun duuun; but why?! Cuz....cuz.....Oh, look! A puppy!). I finally found her banging her head on a table, sniffling.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked bluntly.
Sniffling, she looked up at me, her bangs partly covered her damp face. She quickly wiped her face with her sleeve, turning away.
"Nothing." Megan choked out.
I crossed my arms, "Doesn't look like 'nothing'."
She glared at me from under her bangs before straightening up, glaring.
"You wanna know so bad?! Fine!" The brunette's tone softened. "...In...fourth grade...I met a boy..."
I don't like where this is goin'. >_>
"He was blonde with greenish-blue eyes...Anyway...fer me...it was love at first sight...Every chance I had....I sorta stalked him...Not that I really had to; I played soccer with him and his friends every recess. But, anyway...near the end of the year....I learned he had to move away....they always leave me alone..."
A few more tears fell onto the table, and Megan took a deep breath, her voice quivering.
"On the last day of school, during the last recess, everyone wanted him to kiss me...I was only 9! I wasn't ready to kiss, yet....So...I told him he didn't have to.....and...he listened.....Recess ended, and we went back to our separate classes; in mine, we were watching a movie.....and....one line always pierces my soul...
'And, what about Celia? I am never...ever gonna see her again....doesn't that matter?' "
The brunette rested her head on the table, clearly trying not to cry in front of me. She was failing.
"And....I always beat myself up fer...never telling him that I loved him...-" She laughed-"It's funny....how someone can break yer heart...but you can still love them all the pieces.." "
She looked up at me, her eyes glistening with tears, "The first time I saw you....I realized you looked like him.......and...and....Kaze?"
"What?" I asked, uncrossing my arms.
"...I'm sorry..."
"Sorry for what?"
She turned her head away from me, "I'm sorry because....I'm not sure if I love you....or if I love you because you look like him.....and....I'm sorry..."
I was silent. ...She lost a loved one, too...
~~~~~M~e~g~a~n~~~~~
I buried my head in my arms, trying not to sob uncontrollably, failing miserably. Hearing a clap, I looked up to see Kaze walking out, leaving a crystaline rose on the table. Sniffling, I slowly reached out, picking it up delicately.
My lips curled into a smile,"Kaze....thanks..."
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BEWARE TEH SAPPYNESS!!!!
BEWARE TEH SAPPYNESS!!!!