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A vignette I wrote for english. Just for the hell of it. ^^
Stars
Its funny how some people look up to the stars, wishing upon things that seem so far... while in this world, there are people who make such dreams come true.
--Anonymous
"The stars really look beautiful, don't they?" She said, breaking the calm and peaceful silence between us. I didn't say anything. I didn't feel the need to. I just continued to stare at the stars... thinking, hoping, wishing.
People might think it's terribly odd for me to be sitting on a rooftop alone at night, gazing at the stars. After all, I am The Jay Cutler: popular, rich, handsome and talented. Girls continuously stalk me everywhere I go, coaches beg me desperately to join their teams; talent agents send me numerous contracts regarding sport commercials and other advertisements. I have everything I could've possibly hoped for and needed. But perhaps, such things cannot really measure true happiness.
What could, then?
I look at the other person beside me; a picture, even more beautiful than the stars. I was surprised to see her staring back at me, smiling expectantly. "You know, my brother's really gonna kill me once he discovers I've been hanging out with you here alone."
I chuckled. "Don't tell me he still hasn't gotten over the fact that he lost to me the last time we had a match?"
"Well, you know Rich... He's a nice guy, but he can really be a sore loser at times. Especially when it comes to basketball."
"Oh well... But I'm pretty sure he'll spare you. The question lies in whether I'll be sharing the same fate or not."
She giggled. I saw the stars twinkle right before my eyes.
As a kid, I've always loved the stars. I remember sitting quietly on our front porch every night, counting and memorizing them. I'd take in every dot, every detail I could see, and then try to picture whatever I saw in my dreams. I wanted so badly to be able to fly too. I wanted to go up into the heavens, hold my dear stars one by one and maybe, if I could, I'd stay there forever.
It's funny that when I met Casey, I realized I really didn't need to fly to reach the stars, after all.
--End Vignette.
This was supposed to be a Rukawa piece, but who the hell am I kidding? So I trashed the idea and came up with an Original instead. ^^ I think the story's better off this way. After all, Ru-chan and love just doesnt seem to fit in a sentence anymore. ::shrugs::
x-posted at The UJ
Stars
Its funny how some people look up to the stars, wishing upon things that seem so far... while in this world, there are people who make such dreams come true.
--Anonymous
"The stars really look beautiful, don't they?" She said, breaking the calm and peaceful silence between us. I didn't say anything. I didn't feel the need to. I just continued to stare at the stars... thinking, hoping, wishing.
People might think it's terribly odd for me to be sitting on a rooftop alone at night, gazing at the stars. After all, I am The Jay Cutler: popular, rich, handsome and talented. Girls continuously stalk me everywhere I go, coaches beg me desperately to join their teams; talent agents send me numerous contracts regarding sport commercials and other advertisements. I have everything I could've possibly hoped for and needed. But perhaps, such things cannot really measure true happiness.
What could, then?
I look at the other person beside me; a picture, even more beautiful than the stars. I was surprised to see her staring back at me, smiling expectantly. "You know, my brother's really gonna kill me once he discovers I've been hanging out with you here alone."
I chuckled. "Don't tell me he still hasn't gotten over the fact that he lost to me the last time we had a match?"
"Well, you know Rich... He's a nice guy, but he can really be a sore loser at times. Especially when it comes to basketball."
"Oh well... But I'm pretty sure he'll spare you. The question lies in whether I'll be sharing the same fate or not."
She giggled. I saw the stars twinkle right before my eyes.
As a kid, I've always loved the stars. I remember sitting quietly on our front porch every night, counting and memorizing them. I'd take in every dot, every detail I could see, and then try to picture whatever I saw in my dreams. I wanted so badly to be able to fly too. I wanted to go up into the heavens, hold my dear stars one by one and maybe, if I could, I'd stay there forever.
It's funny that when I met Casey, I realized I really didn't need to fly to reach the stars, after all.
--End Vignette.
This was supposed to be a Rukawa piece, but who the hell am I kidding? So I trashed the idea and came up with an Original instead. ^^ I think the story's better off this way. After all, Ru-chan and love just doesnt seem to fit in a sentence anymore. ::shrugs::
x-posted at The UJ