Swing Life Away - Prologue
This is the Prologue of my story. Feel free to skip if you don't want to read~
Time heals what reason cannot.
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"Okay, okay. I get that you all want to get out of here. But would you just hold it together for another ten minutes?" The boisterous and slightly flustered voice was quickly met with an outpour of boo's and 'get off the stages'. Someone even seemed to hiss, people actually did that? "Yeah yeah." The older man quickly admonished, looking down at his students with apparent pride on his face. He managed to fight off what might be tears or perhaps a severe case of indigestion.
"It's been a wild year for you guys. But you did. I present you as the graduating class of 2002!" He finally announced, to the much pleased chorus of 'hos' and 'has'. Followed by a shower of graduation caps falling to the floor for some poor janitorial service to be left to clean. Without much further words, the students assumed themselves excused and moved to find their own friends they couldn't sit near. Or to meet the tearful eyes of sobbing mothers and the awkward glances of fathers who didn't quite know how to handle such immense emotional and crowded situations.
"We did it finally!" The words fell from the lips of a rather bubbly looking blond girl. Her blue eyes scanning the crowd for a certain 'S' named individual, who wasn't allowed to settle in beside her 'P' group. Despite their best attempts to convince the staff otherwise. "It seemed like this would never come!"
"Pfff, you're graduating early. What are you going on about?" A voice teased, the words smoothly fell from the large lips of a rather tan boy. Whose arm was slung carelessly about the shoulder of a caramel-haired girl. Who looked more than happy to be tucked against his sculpted body.
The blond merely stuck her tongue between her pale pink lips, immediately grimacing at the taste of her lip gloss as it coated her tongue. "Yuck." She shuddered, sticking her tongue out, but being sure to avoid her lips. Only to blink, as an apparent camera flashed, clearly snapping the embarrassing moment into immortality.
"You did not!" She hissed and hurled herself quickly upon the boy who possessed the camera. Though she didn't seem too keen to pull the camera from him. She was too busy, nuzzling her face into the crook of his pale neck. Winding her arms around his thin torso and grinning. "Though I lost you in the sea of gaudy gowns." She teased, looking up at him with a grin.
"You could only wish." He teased, his light grey-blue eyes seeming to twinkle a bit. Before the four of them headed off to find their respective families. Still laughing and reminiscing about how crazy their high school years had been. How fast they'd gone and how they almost wished they had more time-almost.
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His empty house still hardly registered with her. Either of their empty houses for that matter. And it didn't help she felt like she'd just lost her sister. It didn't matter it was pouring rain, it didn't matter it was nearing night. None of that seemed to matter. Not as she came apart at her very seams. Sitting there on the swing she'd once cherished as a child. Nothing seemed to hold a single positive memory.
He'd left without a word. Without a single note, without a single anything... He was here just the night before. And now he was gone. A ghost, a fleeting memory. Almost like he'd never been there at at. Curling in on herself, she felt her body slip from the swing. The ground made a dull sound, but the pain didn't register. She'd certainly catch pneumonia out here. Or as her granma would say, she'd catch her death.
Suddenly, it really didn't sound like all too bad of an idea.
Next: Chapter One
Time heals what reason cannot.
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"Okay, okay. I get that you all want to get out of here. But would you just hold it together for another ten minutes?" The boisterous and slightly flustered voice was quickly met with an outpour of boo's and 'get off the stages'. Someone even seemed to hiss, people actually did that? "Yeah yeah." The older man quickly admonished, looking down at his students with apparent pride on his face. He managed to fight off what might be tears or perhaps a severe case of indigestion.
"It's been a wild year for you guys. But you did. I present you as the graduating class of 2002!" He finally announced, to the much pleased chorus of 'hos' and 'has'. Followed by a shower of graduation caps falling to the floor for some poor janitorial service to be left to clean. Without much further words, the students assumed themselves excused and moved to find their own friends they couldn't sit near. Or to meet the tearful eyes of sobbing mothers and the awkward glances of fathers who didn't quite know how to handle such immense emotional and crowded situations.
"We did it finally!" The words fell from the lips of a rather bubbly looking blond girl. Her blue eyes scanning the crowd for a certain 'S' named individual, who wasn't allowed to settle in beside her 'P' group. Despite their best attempts to convince the staff otherwise. "It seemed like this would never come!"
"Pfff, you're graduating early. What are you going on about?" A voice teased, the words smoothly fell from the large lips of a rather tan boy. Whose arm was slung carelessly about the shoulder of a caramel-haired girl. Who looked more than happy to be tucked against his sculpted body.
The blond merely stuck her tongue between her pale pink lips, immediately grimacing at the taste of her lip gloss as it coated her tongue. "Yuck." She shuddered, sticking her tongue out, but being sure to avoid her lips. Only to blink, as an apparent camera flashed, clearly snapping the embarrassing moment into immortality.
"You did not!" She hissed and hurled herself quickly upon the boy who possessed the camera. Though she didn't seem too keen to pull the camera from him. She was too busy, nuzzling her face into the crook of his pale neck. Winding her arms around his thin torso and grinning. "Though I lost you in the sea of gaudy gowns." She teased, looking up at him with a grin.
"You could only wish." He teased, his light grey-blue eyes seeming to twinkle a bit. Before the four of them headed off to find their respective families. Still laughing and reminiscing about how crazy their high school years had been. How fast they'd gone and how they almost wished they had more time-almost.
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His empty house still hardly registered with her. Either of their empty houses for that matter. And it didn't help she felt like she'd just lost her sister. It didn't matter it was pouring rain, it didn't matter it was nearing night. None of that seemed to matter. Not as she came apart at her very seams. Sitting there on the swing she'd once cherished as a child. Nothing seemed to hold a single positive memory.
He'd left without a word. Without a single note, without a single anything... He was here just the night before. And now he was gone. A ghost, a fleeting memory. Almost like he'd never been there at at. Curling in on herself, she felt her body slip from the swing. The ground made a dull sound, but the pain didn't register. She'd certainly catch pneumonia out here. Or as her granma would say, she'd catch her death.
Suddenly, it really didn't sound like all too bad of an idea.
Next: Chapter One