|Thursday, February 15th, 2007|
7:03 pm - Yin and Yang Pt I
“Let me tell you a story little one.” The old man gathered the child in his arms. “It is a story that has very much to do with you.”
“Long ago, in a time before names, two clans lived separately. The two clans did not like each other, but somehow, a young girl and a young boy managed to see each other. They were the beings of Yin and Yang. For years, the being of Yin and the being of Yang met in secret, but eventually, the two clans accepted them. Then, the being of Yin and the being of Yang were always together, dancing, twirling, entwining. But one day, the being of Yin was ripped from the being of Yang.
The being of Yang spent months, years, searching for her lost love, but never found him.
She died alone with no family or friends, sad and heartbroken.
But new hope arose when they were both reincarnated into new bodies. Only, would history repeat itself?”
“Matthew Soliel!” Adrienne Clements screamed, “Get back here!” “Somehow, neither spirit forgave the other.”
“No way bitch!” He yelled back.
Adrienne ran up to him, and punched him in the face. Later, a very nice shiner would form. She felt the Yin pendant that she always wore jump a little. This happened every time she was near Matthew. She always assumed that it was her imagination, but maybe it was something else.
Their friends sighed. Those two were always fighting; often Adrienne would usually throw the first punch though. This time, it was Matthew who had started it. He had told Adrienne that she dressed like a slut, just because she wore a mini-skirt and a skintight sleeveless top.
Adrienne was gothic; she had worn leggings underneath the skirt, and long, fingerless gloves that reached her elbows.
Matthew was kind of girly, he only wore light clothes, and he knew designers from knock-off, and whenever somebody had a new haircut, he was the first to notice. Not that he always said something. Matthew was often accused of being gay.
They were almost exact opposites. But some things made them similar. They could both be violent, they could both be aggressive, but they could also both be kind, and helpful.
Adrienne had light blond hair and extremely dark brown eyes, they were almost black, while Matthew had almost black hair and crystal blue eyes.
Matthew walked over to her and got right in her face, Adrienne didn’t back down. He was quite a bit taller than her, but she was strong.
“Never, do that again.”
He bent close to her ear and whispered, “I’d prefer to screw you.” Adrienne’s eyes widened and she slapped him, hard. For extra measure, she kneed him in the groin.
She turned on her heel and left, her blond hair flying behind her, while her friends followed.
Her best friend, Emma Lipshitz, who was also the leader of the clique, came up to her. “What did he say?” She asked. Adrienne was embarrassed, so she wouldn’t tell her second-generation Israeli friend.
* * *
Two teens groped and grabbed at each other in the janitor’s closet with their lips melded together. The girl was only in a black lacy bra and panties, while the boy was only in white boxers.
When the boy moved to Adrienne’s neck she said panting, “I hate you so much,” at that, Matthew stopped. “Then why do I feel so attracted to you?”
“I don’t know… but thank whoever made that happen.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve always liked you, ever since I saw you.” He bent down to kiss her again, but she stopped him.
Adrienne stared at him. Then, turning her head, she stooped down and picked up her clothes. With a tear slipping down her face she said, “We were okay as long as we didn’t bring any feelings into this.”
* * *
Far off, Livia, the head cheerleader, and Matthew’s ex-girlfriend glared.
“You’re gonna pay Adrienne. I swear you’re gonna pay for stealing my Mattie away from me!”
“Livvy!” Brianna yelled.
“What?” Livvy asked angrily.
Brianna looked worried; she had never seen her friend this angry since Matthew had broken up with her. She hadn’t heard the official story but knew it had something to do with Adrienne Clements.
“Livvy, I don’t think we should see each other any more.” Matthew looked down at the slice of pie he was eating, and then over at the glass of water Livvy had.
“Why?” She asked while twirling her layered brown hair.
“Because… I like… someone else.” Livvy’s jaw dropped.
“Who could be better than me?” She asked. Matthew looked at her, she was too skinny, wore too much make-up, and was always twirling her hair. Of course the girl he liked was better than her!
“Well, for starters, Adrienne.”
“Clements?” Livvy screeched, her green eyes narrowing. Matthew tried to calm the girl down; after all, they were in a public restaurant.
“Livia! Calm down!” Matthew tried, no luck. Livvy stood up and poured her glass of water on him… which wasn’t that bad, seeing as it was the middle of summer.
Matthew decided that Livvy wasn’t worth the effort, so he left.
“Don’t you dare walk out on me Matthew James Soleil!” She shrieked.
Brianna felt somewhat bad for her friend. Adrienne and her friends were basically Brecher High’s untouchables. They were outsiders, strange, but tough. It was a two-way street. No one wanted to be near Adrienne and her friends, and none of Adrienne’s friends wanted to be near anyone else. And no one wanted to get Emma’s boyfriend, Brett, mad. He was the school’s rebel, and basically badass.
For the most popular girl in school to be dumped, for Adrienne no less, was deserving of being mocked for at least a year.
Poor Livvy. Yeah right. No one liked Livvy, she was a horrible girl, who’s parents hated her so they just bought her whatever she wanted to get her off their backs.
But Brianna wanted popularity, so she stuck with Livvy, and Livvy kind of grew on her. Kind of, being the key word.
* * *
Adrienne checked her email as soon as she got home. Just in case Matthew had emailed her.
‘What am I doing? I don’t like him… or do I?’
Sure enough, Matthew had. She read the email aloud:
“Adrienne, please, let me explain… I love you. I want to see you again. Meet me outside your house at 10:00 pm, okay?” Adrienne checked the clock, it was 3:30, and she had plenty of time to decide.
There were two other emails, one from Emma and another from email@example.com; the one from Emma was just the usual:
“Hi Ri! Meet me online in five minutes.”
But the other one was different, much different.
“If you don’t give back Matthew, you will die in seven days.” Adrienne wasn’t worried, with a name like firstname.lastname@example.org; she didn’t think it was serious.
Little did she know.
* * *
Livvy sat at her desk looking smug. She was fully prepared to see this thing to the end… of Adrienne’s life.
6 hours and 20 minutes later, Adrienne was still deciding. It was now 9:50; she had ten minutes left. With a sudden burst of impulse, she grabbed her coat and ran out the door. Matthew was standing under the tree looking up at the stars.
“Matthew?” She quietly asked.
She just looked at him. “Matthew… I can’t do this.”
He looked hurt. “Can’t do what?”
“Us. I can’t be with you… I’m sorry.” She turned, but before she could run into her house, Matthew grabbed her arm, and pulled her back. Before Adrienne could say anything, a pair of soft lips descended on hers. This kiss was softer than any other kiss they had shared, delicate, as if he felt that if he pressed to hard, he would break her.
When he finally broke the kiss, she stared into his eyes.
“Matthew… I love you. But I-we can’t do this. I’m sorry.” With that, Adrienne ran back into her house and closed the door.
* * *
Emma knew something was up when she first saw Adrienne the next day. Adrienne’s eyes were lifeless, like something horrible had happened to her.
“What’s wrong?” She asked. Brett, her boyfriend, came over.
“Nothing… I gotta go to class.”
She hurried away, bumping into Matthew as she walked. He looked at her pleadingly while she averted her eyes and ran to class.
He stared longingly after her, then shoved his hands into his pockets and looked to the ground. The Soleil then walked back to his friends.
“What’s up with them?” Brett asked. Emma shook her head, and told him that she didn’t know. But she was going to find out.
* * *
Emma approached Adrienne after school.
“Ri, what’s going on?” Emma asked her.
Adrienne glanced at her nervously. “I…” she trailed off, what could she say? The truth maybe? That she was in love with her clique’s enemy? No, she’d better lie. But if Emma found out about the lie… That wouldn’t be good. She could loose her best friend. She’d better tell the truth. She took a deep breath, and then said, “I’minlovewithMatthew!” all at once.
Emma’s mouth dropped. “Really?” She squealed. Adrienne was confused, why wasn’t she mad?
“You’re not… mad?”
“Why would I be?”
“Well… uh… because he’s like, your least favorite person in the entire universe?”
Emma laughed, and told her friend that it was okay. Adrienne hadn’t been that fond of Brett, so she kind of owed her. Then Emma noticed Adrienne’s sad look.
“I-I told him that we couldn’t be together.”
“What? Go after him girl!” Adrienne did as she was told, despite a nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach that something was going to go wrong.
She knew that Matthew had gone home already so she raced to his house. His mother didn’t like her, for obvious reasons, and his father thought she was a bad influence. So she ran to the side of his house where his room was. Then she put her hand on the drainpipe on the side of his house. She wrapped her delicate fingers around it and hauled herself up. The young Clements girl climbed up the drainpipe, and when she reached the window, she was about to push it up when she saw Livvy on top of Matthew, kissing him aggressively. Adrienne fell off the drainpipe in shock.
* * *
“Livvy!” Matthew yelled, “Get off me!” Matthew pushed her off and wiped his mouth. “I told you that I like Adrienne now!”
“Why?” Livia whined.
“Because she’s smart, funny, and nice. I don’t want a girl who can’t think for herself!” Matthew heard a muffled sob, and looked out the window. He saw Adrienne looking up at him with teary eyes; teary eyes which soon filled with fire.
“Adrienne,” he whispered, he then ran down the stairs and out the door.
Okay that was part 1 tell me what you think and stay tuned for part 2.
current mood: accomplished
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|Monday, March 28th, 2005|
12:00 am - "so fucking high and mighty"
(this is not a story, it's real. i just had to get it out of my system, but didnt want the girl to see it on my journal because she used to cut and i dont want it to start again. im not this evil, but my feelings were hurt. this is the only place i could think of to post it. this is raw emotion, if any one wants to use part of it for a character, go ahead, hopefully some good will come of it...)|
( here, you go, sorry im not my usual happy self...Collapse )
current mood: sore
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|Friday, March 25th, 2005|
11:17 am - Howdy Yall
Hey everyone! I'm Kelly and I will be one of your co-mods for this community. I wanted to wait till we got a few members before I made this post, so sorry if it's a little delayed.|
I think first we should just introduce ourselves to each other, so comment to this post with your name and something about one or two of your characters. Just so we can get that ball rolling!
So, I'll start with myself. As you know I'm Kelly, and right now I'm working on a main character named Derek. I'd like him to be the narrator in my next short story, but I'm still working on the right voice. I've decided that he wouldn't be very sympathetic to anyone but himself. And on that note he's very sure of himself as if he's got the whole world figured out. I always liked stories that have an antagonistic point of view.
Also, do you guys want this to be friends only? Just so other folks can't come in and steal your great ideas?
Oh, (sorry for all these questions!!!) would you want the mods to make up a character profile sheet that you could fill out for each of your characters? Or is that too much? I don't care either way!
current mood: busy
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