"I Saw the Sign"pg-13 ish

[stargazer]

ok well it's been a long long time since i've written a fan fic but here goes...
also is it ok to post all the chapters on one thread to not junk up anything and its easier for me...lol

?Please, set me free.?

Ever wake up one morning and realize everything have, cherish, and love doesn?t mean anything anymore?
I?ve wakened up but I wish I were still asleep.
That one single person that I always knew was there but never cared about is gone. I can?t get him back and I?ve spent my entire time after someone else. Why? Stupidity. Everything you take for granted you end up needing. I need him. A week ago I wouldn?t of cared what the hell happened to him. You have no idea how selfish I was and still am.


3:59 A.M.
I hear a rock or a twig knocking against my window. It?s too early to get up but I know whom it is. My legs extend over the edge of my bed. I feel the hard cold wood of the floor freezing my feet. Almost automatically I open up my window to see the person I knew it would be. It?s Kyle. He stands outside leaning into my room with his hair all untidily on his head.
?Hi.? He says in this cool voice that makes me swoon.
?Hi.? I say with much excitement in my voice. I try to say ?Hi? the way he does in that cool girl from Paris smoking a cigarette voice but I can?t. I?m just so happy to see him there.
He bends to kiss me. My eyes catch a glimpse of a silhouette that doesn?t belong to him or me. I blink and then it?s gone. I must have imaged it.
?I just wanted to say hi. Will you go with me someplace? Now, if you can??
OF COURSE I?LL GO WITH YOU! I think in my head.
?Sure give me a second.? I?m so happy to go anywhere with him. I?d fly to the moon and back with him if I could. I quickly grab my jacket that sits on my computer chair and hastily put it on. I walk over to my window; Kyle extends his hand I take it without a second thought. I realize that I?m bare foot but I feel so great I?m walking on air. There again I see the silhouette of a person. It looks like a boy. I turn my head around to see if I can get a good look at him but like before he?s gone. I wonder if someone is following us? Or even spying on us?

?OW!? I yell loosing my train of thought.
?What?s wrong? What happened?? Kyle asks sincerely.
I look down at my foot and see I was cut by a twig, Kyle sees it too.
?Here I?ll take you home. It wasn?t that important anyways.? He says with a trace of sadness in his voice. I know it was something important but he knows what?s best for me. I mean I can?t be running around at 4 am in the morning with a cut foot.
Almost like one of those sappy books Kyle picks me up and carries me back to my window. I feel so good in his arms.
?Do you want me to come in?? He asks.
?No, my parents would kill me if they found you in our house this early in the morning. I think I can manage though. Thanks though.? I say. What I don?t tell him is that no one is home but me. (He?s so lucky he has the perfect family everyone home all the time, but look at me I have to watch for myself all the time.) I just don?t want him to come in; I don?t know why I just don?t.
?Ok, byes then take care.? Kyle says a bit offended.
I give him a cheek kiss goodbye to show I care for him.
After he disappears I close my window and grab a band-aid from the bathroom.
I fall back asleep.


i have 5 pages written with replys i'll post them each by each eheh

[stargazer]

am i that bad of a writer???

[cherryflavored1R]

No! I like it; the story shows a lot of promise. Two things: There were spelling and grammer errors (easily fixed- get a beta), and try to expand on your ideas more. It felt like you wre trying to rush to get a sentence out, therefore the phrase came out rushed and overall incomplete as an idea.

But I'm really liking the plot, and a lot of your metaphors (I spelled that wrong, didn't I?) are thought-provoking ^__^.

Lots of love,

-Cherry

[stargazer]

thankies! i gots me a beta reader now! ShadowCat! she fixed it up for me. and yeah i get what your saying about the sentances but some of them i want to be like that to show "swift movement" i dunno if that makes sense. thanks i'm glad you like my metaphores(sp?) i spend all day coming u pwith metaphores sometimes and sometimes its unintentionally.

[stargazer]

7:24
AH shit! I?m late! I grab my school uniform lying on the edge of my bed and quickly put it on. I see no need to put on any make up it?s a waste of time. Like lightening I run to the door where my shoes are sitting awaiting for me to put them on. As I stuff my feet into my shoes I realize I missed the bus! Quickly I lock the door behind me and start running to get to school. The pain in my foot keeps me from being ?Lyn track super star?(now if I was only on the track team). I hear the honking of a horn and turn around to see the person honking it. It?s my neighbour Stephen. He?s that quiet keeps to himself yet nice type of guy, not really my style, you have to talk for me to take a notice of you. I hardly ever see him at school. He?s always in the library being inconspicuous in the same corner. He like I spend a lot of time in the library but I?m always there with a group of friends quizzing each other for an upcoming test. I don?t think he has many friends. I always see him alone.

?Miss the bus again?? He says with a laugh.
?No kidding!? I yell back.
?Want a ride?? He asks in a shy tone.
?That?d be great! Thanks!? He really saved my butt this time! I run over to his royal blue ?00 Ford Focus. It?s a sensible car, but not one every teen would want.
The ride to school is so silent it?s almost unbearable.
?Can I turn the radio on?? I ask trying to break the silence.
?Sure.? He must be one of those one-word types of guys. (Ugh, Yes, Grunt, Humph, etc, etc,)
I see he has his radio to one of my favorite stations. By luck my favorite song ?The Sign? by Ace of Base comes on. I turn it up without any consideration wither he likes this song or not.
I start singing along to it and I catch his eye as he looks at me with a strange expression.
?What? My singing isn?t that bad!? I say in defence.
He looks away and sighs. He doesn?t say a word the rest of the trip. Unlike me I sang along quietly to all the following songs after ?The Sign? ended.
He parks near the front of the school; I notice he doesn?t wear a seat belt.
?You should wear a seat belt. It?s the law.? I say matter of factly.
His face expression says everything. He doesn?t need to say words to respond to my witty comments.
?Well thanks for driving me.? I say following him inside the school.
?No problem.? He says in almost a faint whisper.
I wonder why he?s so shy. He reminds me of a ghost. He?s always there but then he?s not. I can?t explain it but I feel him always around yet I can?t see him. We head our separate ways. The bell just rang I make it just in time to my first class, TV Production.

?Today I need two volunteers to go to Mrs.Kensey?s room to interview two students.?
I raise my hand up in a heartbeat. I know if I stay in the class Mr.Thyer will come up with some crazy assignment like write a report on mustard and how it is used in commercials.
He chooses Sara and myself. I?m so relieved. I go to the back room to grab a camera and walk out holding the camera like a baby (stupid classroom rule). Sara joins me holding a tri fold. As soon as we are out of the room she and I exchange glances like ?thank god we got out of whatever assignment he was going to give us!?
?So do you have the interview questions?? I ask Sara.
?Yep. Do you know where Mrs.Kensey?s room is?? She asks.
?Yeah I?m pretty sure it?s in the 400 buildings downstairs.? I answer back.
We make idle chitchat as we walk to the 400 building. As we reached the room Sara was in front of me. She stepped in first I followed after her.
?Hi Mrs.Kensey, where here to interview two students for the video journal of the junior class.? I said.
Mrs.Kensey asked her class who wanted to be interviewed. She has a funny way of picking people. Lots of people raised their hands yet she picked one girl who was talking and too busy to volunteer and someone who hadn?t raised their hand. As the boy who hadn?t raised his hand stood I quickly recognized who he was. It was Stephen. He didn?t meet my gaze. He just looked down at the grown as he walked out. He might not be the best person to interview, I secretly thought to
. I looked at Sara I could tell she thought the same. The girl who was a chatter bug was perfect to interview since this was a happy how was your year video type. As Sara and I followed Stephen and the Queen Bee out I whispered to her ?Let?s do the boy first so we can save the exciting one last.? She gave me an ok back. I know it was rude to say but Stephen didn?t look like a person who would want to be interviewed or had anything to say. After the cameras were all set up and we had the correct spot that had good lighting was chosen I stood to the side to ask the questions.
?Hi, Please state your name, grade, and age.?
?Stephen, 11th grade, 17 years old.?
?What by far was the best school activity you?ve attended??
The interview went on and on. He didn?t have much to say, mainly he responded in 1 or 2 words.
The next interview with the Queen Bee was more exciting. I found out her name was Lisa. I prefer to call her Queen Bee or chatter bug. This girl was preppy very hyper and talked with a high pitch ?I own the world? voice.