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I had forgotten until today that I was working on a story. I got stuck on the middle part, but I have the last scene, pretty much. It's partly based on a dream I had once, not too long ago. December, maybe. I haven't quite gotten to that part yet. Gotta have a good build-up. considering I didn't even write what comes between my insomniac darling's scene and this one, the final scene ^^;;;
Here's the basic plot: Kiri and Aya are being more pleasant to each other than Mel (3rd person who was nameless until now) has ever seen, and she wants to know why. They're not letting anything on. Sr. Prom's coming up, Mel's last time to see the two of them together (incidentally, Kiri is thinking along the same lines--same person, you know) So Mel, who does yearbook, volunteers to take pictures. In the interim, somehow Mel finds out that Kiri has a "secret crush" and is pestering her about who the guy is. She's hoping Kiri will slip, which she won't, of course, seeing as she is quite good at secret-keeping. Kiri is having increasingly troubled nights and hopes the prom will be an opportunity (though, for what, I really don't know--she's a little crazy in the head) Aya...gah, Aya still has zero character traits, although the whole prom scene seems to suggest that she is trying to keep more distance between herself and Kiri than Kiri is. She seems more worried than at the beginning, which makes Kiri worry more than usual (dear child, probably has an anxiety disorder...I'm so awful to my characters sometimes. Of course, reading the whole psychology textbook has given me a pretty good basis for such things ^_^) The scene starts with Mel and Kiri arriving at the dance. I want a dress like Kiri's sad
Mel glanced at the clock before Kiri turned off the engine. A peaceful smile drifted onto Kiri's face as she felt the growling engine hum to a stop beneath her. It was a last bit of comfort before this important night, and she would need all the nerve she could muster.
"Would you like me to leave the two of you alone?" snickered Mel. "We're here early enough; you guys could have a good ten minutes alone." She ducked a swing from Kiri, still laughing. "Chill! I was kidding. Besides, there's still that secret crush of yours." Kiri glared at her. "Oh, you thought I'd forgotten?"
"I had hoped," Kiri responded dryly. Truth was, Kiri had thought Mel wouldn't remember that one slip of the tongue for so long. At least, she thought with some relief, she deosn't know who.
"Well, since we've got a few minutes before the dorrs open and we must go our separate ways, why don't you tell me all about him?"
"There's nothing to say about him," Kiri answered honestly. "And it's almost time, anyway. Shall we?" Kiri unlocked the doors and pushed hers open. She slipped gracefully from the TBird [[you had to know what she'd be driving an awesome car ^_~]], her long blue dress fluttering out behind her. She waited to make sure Mel had clambered out, with her camera in hand, before locking the car and slamming her door shut. Mel did not look half as nice in her plain black dress, but she was only a photographer. Together they walked to the entrance of the hall the school had rented for the senior prom.
"Wow," Kiri breathed, as she entered the foyer. "It's amazing!" A crystal chandelier [[spelling is EVIL]] hung from the ceiling and cast dazzling rainbows throughout. Kiri's dress seemed to light up in response to the brilliance; it shimmered with color, the silver-blue glitter reflecting the chandelier's rainbows. Kiri did not notice, among the dazzling light, that Mel took a picture of the sparkling girl. It was a few moments before Kiri even noticed the table in front of her, where a teacher sat, patiently waiting.
"Hi, Mrs. Rendrey!" Kiri smiled as she presented her ticket to her english teacher. She signed in quickly as the teacher returned her greeting with a smile. Kiri would miss Mrs. Rendrey, the only english teacher she had ever really liked. She could have stood there all night and talked, but Mel grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her into the darker dance floor. It did not glitter, shimmer, or dazzle, but Kiri liked it all the same. The lighting was perfect: not too dark, not too light. She walked once around the room, taking in all the details, yet not absorbing a single one completely. It was too perfect; she had to be dreaming. But if it were a dream, then other people would already be there.
As if cued, laughter erupted from the foyer. Kiri peered towards the entrance and saw a group of girls she did not know well walk in with their dates. They waved to her, so she waved back. A few moments later, another group walked in. This continued for some time. An hour later, the dance floor was slightly packed, but one group was missing. Kiri waited anxiously near the entrance, dancing but watching, waiting. Mel did not fail to notice this behavior, though Kiri did not notice Mel noticing. She was too intent on her waiting.
Finally, at 10 past 10, they arrived. Kiri felt her breath catch as she caught her first glimpse of Aya. But another girl stepped in the way. Kiri waited impatiently for the other girl to move, noting subconsciously that the girls' dress was a rather lovely shade of purple, a color Kiri was rather partial to. And suddenly, the purple was gone, and Aya's eyes met Kiri's gaze.
Kiri felt her heart stop as her breath left in a rush. Time froze, it seemed to Kiri. There was nothing but silence and Aya for so long, Kiri felt it had been an eternity when she finally broke the moment, precisely when Aya did. Kiri disappeared into the dancing mass as Aya signed in, perplexed by what had just happened. She kept a happy front up for her friends, but she did not quiet understand Kiri's look, nor her own reaction. Time had stopped, almost. So strange, she thought.
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That's all for the moment. I need to actually give Aya a reaction before I can do much more. It's interesting how time seems to work for Kiri. It moves slowly as it is, but then slows even more whenever certain things happen (but what they are, you'll have to see ^_~).
Time does similar things to me. I woke up at 11:30 the other day, but by the time it was 5, it felt like I'd been awake since 6:30. Time stretches itself. A day is an eternity, a week forever. 5 days isn't a lot to most people, but it's a long time for me. I tend to go a little bonkers after 2 days out of school because it feels like so much longer to me. Weekends are bad enough. To be honest, I didn't go to school Wednesday because I was feeling less sick and didn't want to miss school, because I wasn't feeling any better and I don't care about missing one day at the beginning of the quarter. It was to see someone before the endless 5-day break. Sure, I got the added benefit of getting my religion and civics notes first-hand, but that's not why I was there.
That's not something I'd admit to normally, but it's late and I lose most inhibitions after 11. Probably the effects of sleep deprivation kicking in @_@
~nepie
 nepie · Sat Mar 22, 2008 @ 05:19am · 0 Comments |
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