Long Live.♥ (OPEN) Dec 7, 2012 14:16:23 GMT -5
Post by sammie on Dec 7, 2012 14:16:23 GMT -5
Sometimes, I wonder why we're here. Lurking in the shadows, like we're ghosts, completely invisible to the others. Are they oblivious or are we too hard to see? I wonder. But don't worry, Ruby, this is ours, the sunset will always be ours. We're the only ones who can attain it. Grasp it. Maybe we have too much time on our hands, but we'll always have each other, right? They can't take what's ours. The stakes are high, the water's rough, but this love is ours. Okay, maybe I was quoting Taylor Swift in my thoughts just a little, which was weird because I'm not even a fan. I don't buy in, no, I really can't bare all of those fake little celebrities with their bleached strands, third layers of makeup and over the top glitz and glam from head to toe. It's like, are they playing a character or is that who they really are? My biggest goal in life is to always be real, be myself. It sounds cliched, but I can't stand the thought of being anything else for anyone. No how, no way. Walking around CCA, though, it seemed the majority of the other girls are working their asses off trying to impress Sammie and Rose, two girls of which I didn't even desire to meet. But who knows, maybe they're great people, but I don't think I could stand another prissy queen bee, so I wasn't going to take the chance.
The only boy I'd met at this school was Chase, a (dare I say it) beautiful looking boy, though I wasn't even close to an "omigod there he is how's my hair" type of girl, I may have developed a tiny crush on him despite his opening smugness. He seemed to sort of understand close to half of what I'd been through in the past, though he also seemed to understand that we all dealt with our own crap and we sort of had to be tough about it. Some people weren't so good at hiding their emotions whereas some were just looking for drama. I have seldom idea how I should categorize myself. I sighed, whispering to Ruby once again as we loped through the lukewarm CCA trails, creating hoof prints in the bright white, crisp snow. As we walked, I noticed some other hoof prints ahead of mine, and I wondered, no, half-dreaded who I'd meet up ahead. I tightened Ruby's reins a little and she broke into a smooth trot. I sat to her stride. She had a very short one, in fact, so it was a little difficult but I had grown completely used to it and her saddle was like a second skin to me. As we approached a clearing that led to a widespread snowy field, I saw someone on their horse up ahead. I sighed. I had been right. I let Ruby out a notch into a fast but steady canter, approaching the horse and rider, wondering who it could be.
[/color] CREDIT SAM !? of Confronting the Faceless . Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS you're gonna go far, kid - the offspring. NOTES blah WORD COUNT you count. [/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]