April
Silliness from some story that I wrote when I was twelve. Heehee, guess it is ok, considering I was twelve, although the whole concept of the story is silly. Whatever. I am sooooo bored. Its barely even funny anymore. But it still is a little bit. I am going to go read my book some more, and keep on checking my e-mail, hoping I get a comment on my blog, or a message on Mogenic, or an e-mail from Kameron, the latter of which I actually get enough of, thank god, or I would be driving a screw driver into my head out of boredom and lack of communication...
The new girls name was Tazinay, inferior goddess to Auggie. I pitied her because Auggie treated her like crap. “Testing” her is what Auggie called it, but I knew that Auggie was just like that. Tazinay had long curly blonde hair and big blue eyes, she rather looked like a dolt to me, but she had graduated from Divineika top of her class, so I figured I had to give her some credit. She was quite a nervous little girl when she first arrived here, but she soon became a nervous wreck, what with Auggie being like she is.
June, April, and I have always been best friends, I guess maybe we were just born to be. We were all born on the same day in March and we are all name after months, we always went to the same schools and our mothers and fathers had been best friends for their whole lives. I guess it may have had to do with our names, or our friendship, or our parents, or our money or our looks, but no one seemed to really like us in elementary school. Of course we were popular, of course everyone wanted to be us, but they all hated us too. I find it to be kind of strange that the same people who would have given everything and anything to be us would also talk behind our backs and ruin our lives if ever given the opportunity. And it wasn’t only that they wanted to look like us, or they wanted to have a friendship like ours, or they wanted the money we had, or the grades we got, it went much further than just having what we had, they all wanted to be who we were.
I was always a really happy person, I always felt that good things were happening; an optimist is what they call it. April was mysterious, always kept people on the edge, wondering what she might do next, a smile of satisfaction hidden behind her blankness. June I guess was always really magical, not silly magical, not sad magical, not mysterious magical, just magical.
We do look different though. I am pale with long wavy black hair and full red lips, my small body is frail and skinny as though it has been crushed and rebuilt too many times but it is strong all the same. April is stronger than me, though anything but a tomboy, she is tan and has reddish brown hair; she is also rather skinny, though not like me. April has one of those personalities, one of those smirks, those kind of clothes that you expect her to be hiding something every second of every day, and she really was most of the time, sometimes she told us what it was, and sometimes she didn’t.
June has slightly darker skin with tawny brown hair and pretty brown eyes, she is not skinny, not fat, and has so many perfections that she looks imperfect, if that even makes any sense. And like I said, she is magical. Its so much as anything she does, she doesn’t go around waving magic wands and shouting curses to the sky, she just has this thing about her, the way that she twines roses and puts them atop her head like a crown, or the way she filled the sink before washing her hands and then dipped them slowly and carefully into the pool of water. She is like a goddess, or a fairy. June was the one who was meant to be a goddess, not April or I. We were never meant to be goddesses, not like June was…
So why then did things turn out as they did? I couldn’t tell you. April would probably say that it was just Ellie being the sadistic bitch she is, but Ellie had nothing to do with any of it. In fact, as far as we can tell, no one did. Not Altruszia, goddess of death, Sigh, goddess of the unknown, or Talkinay, goddess of the choosing. In fact, the whole thing really baffles everyone. But, I guess I should just let things be as they be, and not go poking around.
The new girls name was Tazinay, inferior goddess to Auggie. I pitied her because Auggie treated her like crap. “Testing” her is what Auggie called it, but I knew that Auggie was just like that. Tazinay had long curly blonde hair and big blue eyes, she rather looked like a dolt to me, but she had graduated from Divineika top of her class, so I figured I had to give her some credit. She was quite a nervous little girl when she first arrived here, but she soon became a nervous wreck, what with Auggie being like she is.
June, April, and I have always been best friends, I guess maybe we were just born to be. We were all born on the same day in March and we are all name after months, we always went to the same schools and our mothers and fathers had been best friends for their whole lives. I guess it may have had to do with our names, or our friendship, or our parents, or our money or our looks, but no one seemed to really like us in elementary school. Of course we were popular, of course everyone wanted to be us, but they all hated us too. I find it to be kind of strange that the same people who would have given everything and anything to be us would also talk behind our backs and ruin our lives if ever given the opportunity. And it wasn’t only that they wanted to look like us, or they wanted to have a friendship like ours, or they wanted the money we had, or the grades we got, it went much further than just having what we had, they all wanted to be who we were.
I was always a really happy person, I always felt that good things were happening; an optimist is what they call it. April was mysterious, always kept people on the edge, wondering what she might do next, a smile of satisfaction hidden behind her blankness. June I guess was always really magical, not silly magical, not sad magical, not mysterious magical, just magical.
We do look different though. I am pale with long wavy black hair and full red lips, my small body is frail and skinny as though it has been crushed and rebuilt too many times but it is strong all the same. April is stronger than me, though anything but a tomboy, she is tan and has reddish brown hair; she is also rather skinny, though not like me. April has one of those personalities, one of those smirks, those kind of clothes that you expect her to be hiding something every second of every day, and she really was most of the time, sometimes she told us what it was, and sometimes she didn’t.
June has slightly darker skin with tawny brown hair and pretty brown eyes, she is not skinny, not fat, and has so many perfections that she looks imperfect, if that even makes any sense. And like I said, she is magical. Its so much as anything she does, she doesn’t go around waving magic wands and shouting curses to the sky, she just has this thing about her, the way that she twines roses and puts them atop her head like a crown, or the way she filled the sink before washing her hands and then dipped them slowly and carefully into the pool of water. She is like a goddess, or a fairy. June was the one who was meant to be a goddess, not April or I. We were never meant to be goddesses, not like June was…
So why then did things turn out as they did? I couldn’t tell you. April would probably say that it was just Ellie being the sadistic bitch she is, but Ellie had nothing to do with any of it. In fact, as far as we can tell, no one did. Not Altruszia, goddess of death, Sigh, goddess of the unknown, or Talkinay, goddess of the choosing. In fact, the whole thing really baffles everyone. But, I guess I should just let things be as they be, and not go poking around.
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