Just a little something for anyone who likes the Ting Tings!
My Update:
Everything's FANTASTIC! I promise to update soon. My birthday is this Sunday (Feb 1st) more on that later.
<3
Alyce
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Knowing Doubt
Why does it always feel like I'm waiting for something?
I've spent most of my life expecting something to happen. What I'm waiting for, I'm not sure. Sometimes I have dreams where I'm sitting alone in a room with a single door, chair, clock, table, and radio. I'm sitting in the chair with the radio playing softly while the clock eternally clicks away. What am I doing? I'm watching the door. I've never tried to open it, I just sit and watch it, waiting... Waiting. Sometimes I stand up, but I never approach the door. That's it. The music changes, usually with whatever is playing on my ipod, (I sleep with music playing.) but nothing ever happens.
I know that it might sound boring, but I like this dream a lot more that my myriad of nightmares. (Yes I have a ton of nightmares... like... a lot. Hence the reason why I don't sleep much.)
I have this dream almost every night, and I have yet to figure out why. All I know is that whatever is behind that door... Well, when I wake up it scares me. I almost don't want to know what's behind it, but another part of me is dying to know what's beyond the door.
The Unknown.
It's a big fear of mine.
But I really want to know... Well, I want to KNOW!
But there's another part of me that... isn't sure if I really even want to know.
Meg & Dia, two of the most amazing people in the world have a song called Just One of Those Things that says:
"I don't know which is worse;
to learn or not to know."
I feel like that is so true to so many things in life. I know that I'm not the only person who has this intense fear of the unknown, I'm sure many people do too, they just... might not even realize. The unknown lives in many things; the future, death, strangers, etc... That everyone is afraid of it in one way or another, I just... I think that I might be a little too scared of the unknown... If I wasn't so afraid I think that I'd be more sure in everything I do and I'd live a much easier life, so I'm working on it. I suppose that we shall see if I ever rise above my phobia...
Maybe it would be better to just embrace the unknown, to know doubt.
I've spent most of my life expecting something to happen. What I'm waiting for, I'm not sure. Sometimes I have dreams where I'm sitting alone in a room with a single door, chair, clock, table, and radio. I'm sitting in the chair with the radio playing softly while the clock eternally clicks away. What am I doing? I'm watching the door. I've never tried to open it, I just sit and watch it, waiting... Waiting. Sometimes I stand up, but I never approach the door. That's it. The music changes, usually with whatever is playing on my ipod, (I sleep with music playing.) but nothing ever happens.
I know that it might sound boring, but I like this dream a lot more that my myriad of nightmares. (Yes I have a ton of nightmares... like... a lot. Hence the reason why I don't sleep much.)
I have this dream almost every night, and I have yet to figure out why. All I know is that whatever is behind that door... Well, when I wake up it scares me. I almost don't want to know what's behind it, but another part of me is dying to know what's beyond the door.
The Unknown.
It's a big fear of mine.
But I really want to know... Well, I want to KNOW!
But there's another part of me that... isn't sure if I really even want to know.
Meg & Dia, two of the most amazing people in the world have a song called Just One of Those Things that says:
"I don't know which is worse;
to learn or not to know."
I feel like that is so true to so many things in life. I know that I'm not the only person who has this intense fear of the unknown, I'm sure many people do too, they just... might not even realize. The unknown lives in many things; the future, death, strangers, etc... That everyone is afraid of it in one way or another, I just... I think that I might be a little too scared of the unknown... If I wasn't so afraid I think that I'd be more sure in everything I do and I'd live a much easier life, so I'm working on it. I suppose that we shall see if I ever rise above my phobia...
Maybe it would be better to just embrace the unknown, to know doubt.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Untouched Music Video Contest
Mood: Spent
So just recently The Veronicas started a music video contest for their song Untouched and guess who entered! I JUST finished the video and uploaded it on Facebook, with hopes of winning or at least someone saying, "This is really good!" If I win I get a bunch of signed stuff and my video on their website, so pray for me!
Making this video was extremely difficult. I had a very limited time to make it and it was hard to get everyone involved to cooperate, but it turned out pretty good.
It wasn't exactly what I wanted it to be, but I hope it's good.
Here it is:
Currently Listening To:
Untouched by The Veronicas
So just recently The Veronicas started a music video contest for their song Untouched and guess who entered! I JUST finished the video and uploaded it on Facebook, with hopes of winning or at least someone saying, "This is really good!" If I win I get a bunch of signed stuff and my video on their website, so pray for me!
Making this video was extremely difficult. I had a very limited time to make it and it was hard to get everyone involved to cooperate, but it turned out pretty good.
It wasn't exactly what I wanted it to be, but I hope it's good.
Here it is:
Currently Listening To:
Untouched by The Veronicas
Friday, December 26, 2008
Beautiful Disaster (Four)
It was cold; clean, white snow surrounded me. I was in what looked to be a forest, somewhere that I had never seen before but seemed so familiar. My instinct told me that I was in danger. I had goose bumps and my hair was standing up on the back of my neck. I rubbed my right arm nervously and walked ahead into the darkness. I was following a path of foot prints, like a dog's but somewhat larger. As I went on I noticed that the steps had changed, from that of a dog's into a human's. Something red in the snow followed the footprints. Was that... blood?
I looked up and saw before me in the darkness a pair of green-blue eyes.
"Tsuki? Tsuki, wake up!"
Was that Darke's voice? It came from somewhere next to me, but I couldn't look away from those eyes. I was drawn in, I took another step forward. I had to know what was there, who was calling out for me. I felt sick and coughed into my hand, something warm ran over it, but I didn't look to see what it was. I was running now, I needed to know what was in the darkness, but something grabbed my arm, shaking me. I tried to struggle away from the grip of whatever was holding me back. I needed to go farther.
"Tsuki!"
I opened my eyes wide and jumped out of my seat, pulling my arm away. "Let go of me!" I shouted, turning to see Darke standing there. I had elbowed him and he was stumbling back now, shocked by my sudden movement. He didn't say anything, just looked up at me with those handsome green eyes. I could tell that he was hurt.
"Oh, Darke... I didn't mean to... I was-"
He looked away from me. "You dozed off... The bell rang and I thought that I'd wake you up so you could go to your next class... I hope that you're not mad."
I shook my head. "I was dreaming, I didn't mean what I said. I'm sorry."
He picked up his bag and without saying anything left the room. Mr. Reide cleared his throat and I realized that he had heard everything.
"I do hope that you don't make a habit of sleeping in class, Miss Doyle," he said to me.
I nodded, picking up my bag and rushing out of class where Darke was standing outside the door. He smiled nervously at me and I couldn't help but grin hugely at him. He seemed taken aback and stared past me at the wall, somehow this emphasized his black eye.
"Maybe if you wouldn't stay out all night you'd be able to stay awake in class," he said quietly, but jokingly.
I stuck my tongue out at him. "Look who's talking!"
He didn't smile, just looked down the hall. "Better get to class now," and he walked away from me.
I looked up and saw before me in the darkness a pair of green-blue eyes.
"Tsuki? Tsuki, wake up!"
Was that Darke's voice? It came from somewhere next to me, but I couldn't look away from those eyes. I was drawn in, I took another step forward. I had to know what was there, who was calling out for me. I felt sick and coughed into my hand, something warm ran over it, but I didn't look to see what it was. I was running now, I needed to know what was in the darkness, but something grabbed my arm, shaking me. I tried to struggle away from the grip of whatever was holding me back. I needed to go farther.
"Tsuki!"
I opened my eyes wide and jumped out of my seat, pulling my arm away. "Let go of me!" I shouted, turning to see Darke standing there. I had elbowed him and he was stumbling back now, shocked by my sudden movement. He didn't say anything, just looked up at me with those handsome green eyes. I could tell that he was hurt.
"Oh, Darke... I didn't mean to... I was-"
He looked away from me. "You dozed off... The bell rang and I thought that I'd wake you up so you could go to your next class... I hope that you're not mad."
I shook my head. "I was dreaming, I didn't mean what I said. I'm sorry."
He picked up his bag and without saying anything left the room. Mr. Reide cleared his throat and I realized that he had heard everything.
"I do hope that you don't make a habit of sleeping in class, Miss Doyle," he said to me.
I nodded, picking up my bag and rushing out of class where Darke was standing outside the door. He smiled nervously at me and I couldn't help but grin hugely at him. He seemed taken aback and stared past me at the wall, somehow this emphasized his black eye.
"Maybe if you wouldn't stay out all night you'd be able to stay awake in class," he said quietly, but jokingly.
I stuck my tongue out at him. "Look who's talking!"
He didn't smile, just looked down the hall. "Better get to class now," and he walked away from me.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Current Mood: Cold (Stupid Freezing Basement)
Christmas Eve!
What can I say? Best day out of the whole year! I really enjoy hanging out with the family... My little cousin was glued to me the entire night, it was kinda fun. I told her that I was sixteen and she asked me why I was still living at home... I couldn't stop laughing for the longest time.
I got my camcorder early so I could record our Christmas Eve party and I'm still trying to figure out how to use it, but I'm way excited. My parents also gave me this HUGE roller suitcase that I can take to Europe this summer... It's pretty sexy. Lol. It's blue, my favorite color.
My brother got a Play Station 3 that I was nice enough to set up in the basement for him. :P I'm sitting downstairs with him now. He's really happy and I'm excited to play it behind his back. Lol.
Bentley was SO CUTE! I couldn't believe how good she was all night! Everyone was really excited to see her and she seemed really happy. The best part of this christmas? BENTLEY OF COURSE! ARG! She's so adorable that I can hardly stand it!
Gawrsh my hands are cold. I had to let Megan's dog's in... They jumped all over me! Tomorrow I have to let them back out and feed the fishies... The eel... The eel...
RANDOM BURST OF WRITING!
I ducked behind the counter and tried my best to say silent, hoping that I hadn't been noticed. His voice rang out silently but firm as he spoke my name aloud; he had obviously seen me. I let out a long breath and stood up, waving and smiling awkwardly. He scratched his head, my lie finally dawning on him. His eyes widened and he rushed over, taking a moment to take in my blue vest.
"YOU WORK AT WALMART?!"
Suddenly the store seemed really quiet and I smiled my big Walmart Employee Smile.
"Is there anything I can help you with today, sir?"
Sheesh. I don't know what to say anymore. It's late and I'm tired. Night!
Until We Meet Again Under The Blue Moon,
Alyce
Currently Listening To:
Duffy - Warwick Avenue
Christmas Eve!
What can I say? Best day out of the whole year! I really enjoy hanging out with the family... My little cousin was glued to me the entire night, it was kinda fun. I told her that I was sixteen and she asked me why I was still living at home... I couldn't stop laughing for the longest time.
I got my camcorder early so I could record our Christmas Eve party and I'm still trying to figure out how to use it, but I'm way excited. My parents also gave me this HUGE roller suitcase that I can take to Europe this summer... It's pretty sexy. Lol. It's blue, my favorite color.
My brother got a Play Station 3 that I was nice enough to set up in the basement for him. :P I'm sitting downstairs with him now. He's really happy and I'm excited to play it behind his back. Lol.
Bentley was SO CUTE! I couldn't believe how good she was all night! Everyone was really excited to see her and she seemed really happy. The best part of this christmas? BENTLEY OF COURSE! ARG! She's so adorable that I can hardly stand it!
Gawrsh my hands are cold. I had to let Megan's dog's in... They jumped all over me! Tomorrow I have to let them back out and feed the fishies... The eel... The eel...
RANDOM BURST OF WRITING!
I ducked behind the counter and tried my best to say silent, hoping that I hadn't been noticed. His voice rang out silently but firm as he spoke my name aloud; he had obviously seen me. I let out a long breath and stood up, waving and smiling awkwardly. He scratched his head, my lie finally dawning on him. His eyes widened and he rushed over, taking a moment to take in my blue vest.
"YOU WORK AT WALMART?!"
Suddenly the store seemed really quiet and I smiled my big Walmart Employee Smile.
"Is there anything I can help you with today, sir?"
Sheesh. I don't know what to say anymore. It's late and I'm tired. Night!
Until We Meet Again Under The Blue Moon,
Alyce
Currently Listening To:
Duffy - Warwick Avenue
Monday, December 15, 2008
Beautiful Disaster (Explained)
HEY! Heheh. Most of my recent stuff has just been writing... And guess what this is... MORE WRITING!
Just a little info about my new project gone awry, Beautiful Disaster...
It's a story about a boy and a girl...
It all came to me while listening to Kelly Clarkson's Beautiful Disaster. It's a great song and I highly suggest that you listen to it. Essentially it's a song about a guy who's broken and a girl who wants to save him... It brought the thought to my mind that most stories include a handsome prince who has come to save the princess... What if it was the other way around? What if the beautiful princess was supposed to save the handsome prince... or what if someone actually failed for once? I haven't decided the end of the story yet. The truth is that I never know how one of them will end, I just let the characters follow their path... This only started in the ninth grade with my all too popular masterpiece Forsaken which has grown popularity among my friends who bash me every day for leaving it unfinished. Audrey's story will reach it's ending, I promise you that... I just need a little break from Henry constantly bugging me in my dreams. (So what if my characters talk to me in dream form? They ARE figments of MY imagination, after all. Besides, all he ever talks about is Evangeline and how cool it is that her body heals so fast. Pfft.)
0.o I think that I just ranted about a non existent person being annoying.
Basically what I'm trying to say is that I want this story to be different. Rather than focusing on one horribly depressed girl and her friends who have one too many issues this will simply be about a Star and her Handsomely Broken Prince. (By the way, considering what they are they're actually supposed to kill each other, but that will be left for the story to REALLY reveal...)
Anyway...
Characters
Lucien Doyle (Darke)
Lucien is one of my strangest characters yet. While I had him start out seemingly more together and happy than Tsuki, that is not the case. He's a rather broken boy and Tsuki just has issues sleeping. She's really the happy character.
Lucien is just full of his own dirty little secrets while Tsuki has none. I wanted Tsuki to seem like there was nothing there but just what's on the surface, but for those who are able to read into little things I wanted her to seem a little bit more... Different. While Lucien seems deep, and in some ways he is, but at one point you'll know more about him than even Tsuki.
Lucien has dark almost black brown hair and emerald eyes. I have asked Christy to draw him for me but while I wait this is the closest you'll get:
DARKE! CLICK MOI!
Note: I didn't draw that nor do I claim ownership to it. It's just sort of what he looks like! :P
Tsuki (Last name... Not decided.)
Tsuki is not Asain... Despite the name. XD I just said all there is to say about her at this point and I'm depending solely on Christy's drawing of her at this point to show what she looks like, so you shall have to wait.
... Suckers. (To the the three people who read my blog at all.)
I also have a DISCLAIMER!
I am not emo nor am I even considering suicide. Most things in my blog are just writing as in short stories, poetry, clippings from works in progress, or just tidbits of me ranting inanely about my life (which yes, I do exaggerate...) But it is all just me trying to vent a little and get a little bit of writing quickly to my friends. (Cara, Natalie, Anna, Tyler, Rachel, and Rachael... Sometimes my mother.)
Sometimes I quote song lyrics (mostly from Meg & Dia) of the song I'm listening to, which may sound a bit... Emo, I suppose.
And Anna is a girl, not a boy. I did not meet her on the internet, she went to middle school with Natalie then moved out of state. By the way, that was a story.
I'm sorry for any confusion or worry I might have caused.
Oh and I got my class ring! I LOVE MY HIGH SCHOOL! It's so shiny and blue, I can't thank my parents enough.
Oh and...
HAPPY SEVENTEENTH RACHEL!!
News, news...
I taught my teachers how to make awesome snowflakes. I never felt so special. They've been teaching them to other teachers! Who knew that going to Young Womens could end up being so fun? Props to Jenny who invited me, by the way. Too bad I'm not going this week. Maybe next time... I really enjoyed it.
Special shout out to...
EVERYONE! Putting me in a box at school has never been oh so much fun! :P I love Britney. I can't believe she actually put me in the box... I can't believe she could even pick me up! OH AND BIG BANG THEORY WAS HILARIOUS! After Christmas I shall by today's episode.
I wonder if Moonlight will come back...
I'm going through vampire withdrawals and I really like the actress, but I can't remember her name.
I still haven't gotten anyone's Christmas present... Let alone Rachel's BIRTHDAY present! (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!)
I'm a little over excited. All this writing recently has left me with nothing my random bursts of hyperness in the middle of Chemistry. (Grades doing a thousand times better, by the way. Having a sub helped give me more time to study.)
We're doing this AMAZING poetry book thing for Honors English. YAY FOR MULTICULTURAL POETRY!!! I'm just filled with ideas! I just hope that my teacher likes my book as much as my "A Creature" poem... She just won't let it go. It makes me feel great. (Still have to take The Traveler to her for Tyler... But I'm still too mad about that Sentence Kernels test that I got cheated out of...)
0.o Ten. Bed time. Tuckie sleeps in my room now. OMG HE GROWLED AT ME THIS MORNING! It scared me... at first. Then I got over it.
Btw, Rachel and Rachael have been just peaches recently. I want to thank them for being the two greatest Rachels in the world! (Haha.)
Night,
Alyce Shayne Heart
Queen of Teh Hypello
(HOLLA TO FINAL FANTASY X-2 AND THE HILARIOUS HYPELLO CHAPTER!)
P.S. Holiday cheer, much? Hehe.
Just a little info about my new project gone awry, Beautiful Disaster...
It's a story about a boy and a girl...
It all came to me while listening to Kelly Clarkson's Beautiful Disaster. It's a great song and I highly suggest that you listen to it. Essentially it's a song about a guy who's broken and a girl who wants to save him... It brought the thought to my mind that most stories include a handsome prince who has come to save the princess... What if it was the other way around? What if the beautiful princess was supposed to save the handsome prince... or what if someone actually failed for once? I haven't decided the end of the story yet. The truth is that I never know how one of them will end, I just let the characters follow their path... This only started in the ninth grade with my all too popular masterpiece Forsaken which has grown popularity among my friends who bash me every day for leaving it unfinished. Audrey's story will reach it's ending, I promise you that... I just need a little break from Henry constantly bugging me in my dreams. (So what if my characters talk to me in dream form? They ARE figments of MY imagination, after all. Besides, all he ever talks about is Evangeline and how cool it is that her body heals so fast. Pfft.)
0.o I think that I just ranted about a non existent person being annoying.
Basically what I'm trying to say is that I want this story to be different. Rather than focusing on one horribly depressed girl and her friends who have one too many issues this will simply be about a Star and her Handsomely Broken Prince. (By the way, considering what they are they're actually supposed to kill each other, but that will be left for the story to REALLY reveal...)
Anyway...
Characters
Lucien Doyle (Darke)
Lucien is one of my strangest characters yet. While I had him start out seemingly more together and happy than Tsuki, that is not the case. He's a rather broken boy and Tsuki just has issues sleeping. She's really the happy character.
Lucien is just full of his own dirty little secrets while Tsuki has none. I wanted Tsuki to seem like there was nothing there but just what's on the surface, but for those who are able to read into little things I wanted her to seem a little bit more... Different. While Lucien seems deep, and in some ways he is, but at one point you'll know more about him than even Tsuki.
Lucien has dark almost black brown hair and emerald eyes. I have asked Christy to draw him for me but while I wait this is the closest you'll get:
DARKE! CLICK MOI!
Note: I didn't draw that nor do I claim ownership to it. It's just sort of what he looks like! :P
Tsuki (Last name... Not decided.)
Tsuki is not Asain... Despite the name. XD I just said all there is to say about her at this point and I'm depending solely on Christy's drawing of her at this point to show what she looks like, so you shall have to wait.
... Suckers. (To the the three people who read my blog at all.)
I also have a DISCLAIMER!
I am not emo nor am I even considering suicide. Most things in my blog are just writing as in short stories, poetry, clippings from works in progress, or just tidbits of me ranting inanely about my life (which yes, I do exaggerate...) But it is all just me trying to vent a little and get a little bit of writing quickly to my friends. (Cara, Natalie, Anna, Tyler, Rachel, and Rachael... Sometimes my mother.)
Sometimes I quote song lyrics (mostly from Meg & Dia) of the song I'm listening to, which may sound a bit... Emo, I suppose.
And Anna is a girl, not a boy. I did not meet her on the internet, she went to middle school with Natalie then moved out of state. By the way, that was a story.
I'm sorry for any confusion or worry I might have caused.
Oh and I got my class ring! I LOVE MY HIGH SCHOOL! It's so shiny and blue, I can't thank my parents enough.
Oh and...
HAPPY SEVENTEENTH RACHEL!!
News, news...
I taught my teachers how to make awesome snowflakes. I never felt so special. They've been teaching them to other teachers! Who knew that going to Young Womens could end up being so fun? Props to Jenny who invited me, by the way. Too bad I'm not going this week. Maybe next time... I really enjoyed it.
Special shout out to...
EVERYONE! Putting me in a box at school has never been oh so much fun! :P I love Britney. I can't believe she actually put me in the box... I can't believe she could even pick me up! OH AND BIG BANG THEORY WAS HILARIOUS! After Christmas I shall by today's episode.
I wonder if Moonlight will come back...
I'm going through vampire withdrawals and I really like the actress, but I can't remember her name.
I still haven't gotten anyone's Christmas present... Let alone Rachel's BIRTHDAY present! (HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!)
I'm a little over excited. All this writing recently has left me with nothing my random bursts of hyperness in the middle of Chemistry. (Grades doing a thousand times better, by the way. Having a sub helped give me more time to study.)
We're doing this AMAZING poetry book thing for Honors English. YAY FOR MULTICULTURAL POETRY!!! I'm just filled with ideas! I just hope that my teacher likes my book as much as my "A Creature" poem... She just won't let it go. It makes me feel great. (Still have to take The Traveler to her for Tyler... But I'm still too mad about that Sentence Kernels test that I got cheated out of...)
0.o Ten. Bed time. Tuckie sleeps in my room now. OMG HE GROWLED AT ME THIS MORNING! It scared me... at first. Then I got over it.
Btw, Rachel and Rachael have been just peaches recently. I want to thank them for being the two greatest Rachels in the world! (Haha.)
Night,
Alyce Shayne Heart
Queen of Teh Hypello
(HOLLA TO FINAL FANTASY X-2 AND THE HILARIOUS HYPELLO CHAPTER!)
P.S. Holiday cheer, much? Hehe.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Beautiful Disaster (Part Three)
I stared out at the tops of my neighbors houses. I was sitting on my roof, right next to my window. The sun was rising over the valley and in a half an hour I would have to drive myself to school. After my little episode in the shower I thought about staying home sick, but had decided instead to attend school anyway. I could tell now that Darke would somehow change my life, I wasn't sure how, but I knew he would. I wondered if I should stay away from him, forget the meeting tonight, and if I ever saw him fake indifference and pretend that I didn't know him... But somehow it seemed so much more difficult than that.
I grabbed my book bag and tossed it onto the grass below and jumped onto Old Oaky, climbing down. I picked up my bag, took my car keys from out of my pocket and slid into my old two door Honda Civic. I fumbled with my keys, shoving one into the ignition and pulled out onto the street.
The school wasn't far from my house. It was a large school, it had to be with the number of student. Their were four hundred students in the junior class alone, my class. The back parking lot was huge, but didn't have enough room for the entirety of the student body, the sophomores had to carpool with freshmen and their parents. It was still early so I grabbed a close parking spot and walked into the school.
The hallways were nearly empty. Only a few teachers wandered from place to place as early riser students loitered at their usual places, waiting for more of their friends to show up. I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked up the stairs on my left. I came to a familiar door and knocked quietly three times. The door opened and my mythology teacher moved aside, allowing me into the room. I walked to the back of the classroom to my usual seat and sat down.
Mr. Reide shifted his large glasses and shut the door, waddling to his desk and sitting in his swivel chair. "We have a new student today," he said to me, trying to make conversation as usual.
"Do we now?" I replied.
He nodded, running his hand through his non existent hair. He did this when he was nervous or excited. "Interesting fellow. I met him earlier this morning. Certainly not much of a talker."
"What's he like?" I asked.
He rubbed his chin. "Dark hair, green eyes. His right one was bruised you know. I asked him what happened but I don't think that he ever really told me."
I paused for a moment. It had finally dawned on me who this new student was and I stared down at my desk.
An announcement came over the intercom for Mr. Reide and he apologized, leaving me in the classroom by myself. Ten minutes went by and I suffered every second. I was frightened of what would happen next. This morning, in the shower, was that... A dream? Had I passed out? Or was it some sick vision of the future?
That's when he came in, black eye and all. His hair was neater now and he was wearing a black overcoat. His skin was surprisingly light, but not much more than my own. He had dark circles under his eyes, but the emerald hue of his eyes overruled them. His eyes were bright, but to me held darkness and sadness.
He noticed me immediately, making his way to sit next to me. "Tsuki," he said, "It's really nice to see a familiar face! Despite barely knowing you..." He chuckled hollowly.
I nodded.
"You look like you haven't slept. What time did you get home?" He asked.
"About four thirty..."
He stared at me for ages and then students began to pile into the room, distracting him. Mr. Reide came in and the bell for first period rang. Mr. Reide took attendance, which always took him forever and then called the class to order.
"Mr. Lucien will you please come introduce yourself to the class?" Mr. Reide said.
Darke nodded and stood up, walking to the front of the room. He stood there awkwardly. "My name is Lucien Doyle and I just moved here three days ago..."
"Tell us three interesting facts about yourself, Mr. Doyle." Said Mr. Reide.
Why did I feel like I was back in Junior High?
"Um..." Darke shifted, "I have a little sister and..." He glanced about, "My favorite holiday is..." He honestly didn't seem to know the answer, "Valentine's day and..." He frowned and his brow furrowed, making me laugh. He looked up at me and smiled sadly.
"And his birthday is on Halloween," I said from the back of the classroom.
Everyone turned to look at me and Darke put his hands together in thanks. He came back to sit by me and Mr. Reide began to review what we'd learned in our last class.
"Since when is your name Lucien?" I asked quietly.
He shrugged. "Friends back home called me Darke. Lucien means something along the line of 'light' none of them thought that it fit me much," he paused, "So everyone called me Darke."
"What about your sister? What's her name?"
He smiled and this time I didn't see any pain, this was genuine. "Her name is Charlie. She's seven. Do you have any siblings?"
I shook my head. "I'm an only child."
"It's a shame. Charlie is... brilliant. I love having a sister. Sometimes she's the only thing that keeps me going."
The image of Darke holing the gun to his head flooded into my mind and I winced, looking away. "Well... It's good to have someone helping you to..." I looked back at him, "Hold on."
He smiled. "A guardian angel."
I agreed quietly. "A guardian angel."
I grabbed my book bag and tossed it onto the grass below and jumped onto Old Oaky, climbing down. I picked up my bag, took my car keys from out of my pocket and slid into my old two door Honda Civic. I fumbled with my keys, shoving one into the ignition and pulled out onto the street.
The school wasn't far from my house. It was a large school, it had to be with the number of student. Their were four hundred students in the junior class alone, my class. The back parking lot was huge, but didn't have enough room for the entirety of the student body, the sophomores had to carpool with freshmen and their parents. It was still early so I grabbed a close parking spot and walked into the school.
The hallways were nearly empty. Only a few teachers wandered from place to place as early riser students loitered at their usual places, waiting for more of their friends to show up. I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked up the stairs on my left. I came to a familiar door and knocked quietly three times. The door opened and my mythology teacher moved aside, allowing me into the room. I walked to the back of the classroom to my usual seat and sat down.
Mr. Reide shifted his large glasses and shut the door, waddling to his desk and sitting in his swivel chair. "We have a new student today," he said to me, trying to make conversation as usual.
"Do we now?" I replied.
He nodded, running his hand through his non existent hair. He did this when he was nervous or excited. "Interesting fellow. I met him earlier this morning. Certainly not much of a talker."
"What's he like?" I asked.
He rubbed his chin. "Dark hair, green eyes. His right one was bruised you know. I asked him what happened but I don't think that he ever really told me."
I paused for a moment. It had finally dawned on me who this new student was and I stared down at my desk.
An announcement came over the intercom for Mr. Reide and he apologized, leaving me in the classroom by myself. Ten minutes went by and I suffered every second. I was frightened of what would happen next. This morning, in the shower, was that... A dream? Had I passed out? Or was it some sick vision of the future?
That's when he came in, black eye and all. His hair was neater now and he was wearing a black overcoat. His skin was surprisingly light, but not much more than my own. He had dark circles under his eyes, but the emerald hue of his eyes overruled them. His eyes were bright, but to me held darkness and sadness.
He noticed me immediately, making his way to sit next to me. "Tsuki," he said, "It's really nice to see a familiar face! Despite barely knowing you..." He chuckled hollowly.
I nodded.
"You look like you haven't slept. What time did you get home?" He asked.
"About four thirty..."
He stared at me for ages and then students began to pile into the room, distracting him. Mr. Reide came in and the bell for first period rang. Mr. Reide took attendance, which always took him forever and then called the class to order.
"Mr. Lucien will you please come introduce yourself to the class?" Mr. Reide said.
Darke nodded and stood up, walking to the front of the room. He stood there awkwardly. "My name is Lucien Doyle and I just moved here three days ago..."
"Tell us three interesting facts about yourself, Mr. Doyle." Said Mr. Reide.
Why did I feel like I was back in Junior High?
"Um..." Darke shifted, "I have a little sister and..." He glanced about, "My favorite holiday is..." He honestly didn't seem to know the answer, "Valentine's day and..." He frowned and his brow furrowed, making me laugh. He looked up at me and smiled sadly.
"And his birthday is on Halloween," I said from the back of the classroom.
Everyone turned to look at me and Darke put his hands together in thanks. He came back to sit by me and Mr. Reide began to review what we'd learned in our last class.
"Since when is your name Lucien?" I asked quietly.
He shrugged. "Friends back home called me Darke. Lucien means something along the line of 'light' none of them thought that it fit me much," he paused, "So everyone called me Darke."
"What about your sister? What's her name?"
He smiled and this time I didn't see any pain, this was genuine. "Her name is Charlie. She's seven. Do you have any siblings?"
I shook my head. "I'm an only child."
"It's a shame. Charlie is... brilliant. I love having a sister. Sometimes she's the only thing that keeps me going."
The image of Darke holing the gun to his head flooded into my mind and I winced, looking away. "Well... It's good to have someone helping you to..." I looked back at him, "Hold on."
He smiled. "A guardian angel."
I agreed quietly. "A guardian angel."
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