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04-06-2008, 01:24 PM
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Chapter One:
The sharp wind outside pierced through my skin as I pushed my way out of the crowded building. My sand colored hair instantly clung to my eyes and cheeks, and I made an attempt to push it out of the way even though my arms were full of books. This was obviously a bad mood, as I am quite clumsy (and knew that), and all my books crashed onto the pavement. I scooped them up quickly and kept walking. I was walking to my apartment today, unfortunately - no ride. Gosh, looking back on it I really should have saved up and gotten a car.
I began to scurry as I felt tiny raindrops land on my forehead. I didn't have an umbrella, or even a hood on my jacket for that matter, so I'd need to hurry. Of course, just my luck, it was one of those storms. One of those storms where it's just all of a sudden; BAM - it's pouring. The rain began to cascade from the sky and soak me through my clothes. Giving up, I just stood there basking in the waterfall from the sky, almost laughing at my lack of fortune. My books and papers were soggy, and my suede boots were now most likely ruined. I closed my eyes and sighed.
Out of nowhere, it stopped. I didn't feel anymore rain falling down on me. The oddest thing was that I could still hear it. I could still hear the drips and drops hitting the rooftops, and the splishing and splashing of people walking through puddles. I opened one eye and gasped, jumping back a little at who I saw in front of me. I didn't know how to comprehend this. I didn't know what to say.
"K...Kevin?" I uttered finally, my mouth hanging open. It had been four years. Four years since I'd seen his face, four years since I'd said a single word to him. And now he was unexpectedly standing right in front of me.
"Kellie!" he grinned, obviously much more comfortable than me, "It's so great to see you!" I then saw that he was holding a fairly large umbrella above the both of us, and realzied that this was our source of protection from the rain.
I laughed. His enthusiasm had always made me laugh, and it still did.
"How are you?" he asked, the smile never leaving his face. I couldn't bring myself to smile the way he was. I was just kind of stunned.
"I'm good, I'm good! Very good!" I said, forcing a smile. It was so awkward. I had just gotten over him. I didn't need him in my life yet again. "And you?"
"I'm GOOD," he smirked, emphasizing the word "good" just to tease me. I rolled my eyes playfully, and then for the first time I looked at him for more than a split second. He looked so completely different. It was like he turned into a whole new person in those four short years. That's not to say I didn't change at all, but certainly not the way he did. Even so, if I looked at him close enough, I could still see a tiny bit of that awkward seventeen-year-old that I fell in love with.
We stood there in a comfortable silence for a few seconds, and Kevin being his talkative self could not stand it and broke it. "I'm assuming you need a ride home? Where do you live?"
I shook my head. I didn't need more time with him. I had just gotten over him, and spending an entire car ride with him was not what I needed.
"No, I'm fine. I'm already wet, so why not walk the rest of the way home in the way?" I laughed, trying to make a joke as I knew Kevin would try to convince me otherwise.
Kevin tilted his head to one side and gave me a sarcastic smirk. "Kellie, if you honestly think I am going to let you walk home in the pouring rain and--"
"I know, I know," I sighed, cutting him off. I said nothing else as we walked a few steps to his car and he opened the door for me.
"Thanks," I muttered, and got in. I felt bad for getting his car all wet, but knowing Kevin I knew he wouldn't care.
He asked me how to get to my house, and I quickly explained to him the simple directions and we were on our way. It was silent for a few minutes, and again Kevin couldn't stand the silence and had to make conversation. "You dyed your hair," he said. It wasn't said like a question, it was said matter-of-factly.
"I did," I responded, nodding. I had dyed my hair a few months before.
"I liked your natural hair better, to be honest, though the dirty blonde is nice," he said. That was his nice way of saying he didn't like it.
I shrugged, "No one would really take me seriously with bright orange hair. Everyone thought I dyed it purposely like Hayley Williams, since you know, I love Paramore and all. It got old."
Kevin nodded in understanding and then it got silent again for a few minutes. We'd never been this quiet before, but then again we had not spoken in four years so I suppose there was more talk than their had been lately.
"Inseparable was about you, you know," Kevin finally said, not making eye contact with me. I was taken aback. I had always suspected that it was, but why would he actually admit it to me?
"I figured," I said softly, turning my head to look out the window. "But you know, it wasn't really about me if you think about it. It was about what you wanted us to be. It truly never would have worked. I mean California was so far away from New Jers--"
"I know," Kevin cut me off. He kept his eyes focused on the road, displaying no emotion.
banner & fanfic by CASEDILLA :D
characters:
more coming soon
Chapter One:
The sharp wind outside pierced through my skin as I pushed my way out of the crowded building. My sand colored hair instantly clung to my eyes and cheeks, and I made an attempt to push it out of the way even though my arms were full of books. This was obviously a bad mood, as I am quite clumsy (and knew that), and all my books crashed onto the pavement. I scooped them up quickly and kept walking. I was walking to my apartment today, unfortunately - no ride. Gosh, looking back on it I really should have saved up and gotten a car.
I began to scurry as I felt tiny raindrops land on my forehead. I didn't have an umbrella, or even a hood on my jacket for that matter, so I'd need to hurry. Of course, just my luck, it was one of those storms. One of those storms where it's just all of a sudden; BAM - it's pouring. The rain began to cascade from the sky and soak me through my clothes. Giving up, I just stood there basking in the waterfall from the sky, almost laughing at my lack of fortune. My books and papers were soggy, and my suede boots were now most likely ruined. I closed my eyes and sighed.
Out of nowhere, it stopped. I didn't feel anymore rain falling down on me. The oddest thing was that I could still hear it. I could still hear the drips and drops hitting the rooftops, and the splishing and splashing of people walking through puddles. I opened one eye and gasped, jumping back a little at who I saw in front of me. I didn't know how to comprehend this. I didn't know what to say.
"K...Kevin?" I uttered finally, my mouth hanging open. It had been four years. Four years since I'd seen his face, four years since I'd said a single word to him. And now he was unexpectedly standing right in front of me.
"Kellie!" he grinned, obviously much more comfortable than me, "It's so great to see you!" I then saw that he was holding a fairly large umbrella above the both of us, and realzied that this was our source of protection from the rain.
I laughed. His enthusiasm had always made me laugh, and it still did.
"How are you?" he asked, the smile never leaving his face. I couldn't bring myself to smile the way he was. I was just kind of stunned.
"I'm good, I'm good! Very good!" I said, forcing a smile. It was so awkward. I had just gotten over him. I didn't need him in my life yet again. "And you?"
"I'm GOOD," he smirked, emphasizing the word "good" just to tease me. I rolled my eyes playfully, and then for the first time I looked at him for more than a split second. He looked so completely different. It was like he turned into a whole new person in those four short years. That's not to say I didn't change at all, but certainly not the way he did. Even so, if I looked at him close enough, I could still see a tiny bit of that awkward seventeen-year-old that I fell in love with.
We stood there in a comfortable silence for a few seconds, and Kevin being his talkative self could not stand it and broke it. "I'm assuming you need a ride home? Where do you live?"
I shook my head. I didn't need more time with him. I had just gotten over him, and spending an entire car ride with him was not what I needed.
"No, I'm fine. I'm already wet, so why not walk the rest of the way home in the way?" I laughed, trying to make a joke as I knew Kevin would try to convince me otherwise.
Kevin tilted his head to one side and gave me a sarcastic smirk. "Kellie, if you honestly think I am going to let you walk home in the pouring rain and--"
"I know, I know," I sighed, cutting him off. I said nothing else as we walked a few steps to his car and he opened the door for me.
"Thanks," I muttered, and got in. I felt bad for getting his car all wet, but knowing Kevin I knew he wouldn't care.
He asked me how to get to my house, and I quickly explained to him the simple directions and we were on our way. It was silent for a few minutes, and again Kevin couldn't stand the silence and had to make conversation. "You dyed your hair," he said. It wasn't said like a question, it was said matter-of-factly.
"I did," I responded, nodding. I had dyed my hair a few months before.
"I liked your natural hair better, to be honest, though the dirty blonde is nice," he said. That was his nice way of saying he didn't like it.
I shrugged, "No one would really take me seriously with bright orange hair. Everyone thought I dyed it purposely like Hayley Williams, since you know, I love Paramore and all. It got old."
Kevin nodded in understanding and then it got silent again for a few minutes. We'd never been this quiet before, but then again we had not spoken in four years so I suppose there was more talk than their had been lately.
"Inseparable was about you, you know," Kevin finally said, not making eye contact with me. I was taken aback. I had always suspected that it was, but why would he actually admit it to me?
"I figured," I said softly, turning my head to look out the window. "But you know, it wasn't really about me if you think about it. It was about what you wanted us to be. It truly never would have worked. I mean California was so far away from New Jers--"
"I know," Kevin cut me off. He kept his eyes focused on the road, displaying no emotion.