Disappear
Chapter 2.
It was dark the day met Sofia; I
remember the clouds hanging low in the sky, obscuring the light
of the sun. I had one more final exam for military training that
I had to study extra hard for. After this, other than the
physical and medical tests of course, I would be completely done
with my training, and ready for deployment. It was always my
dream to be a soldier. Of course my father's encouragement
and slight hints he gave may have sparked my interest to serve
for our country.
I took a break from my
"ISS" as we called it. No, not in school suspension,
but intense study session. Either way, you were locked up all day
with no escape. I invited my friend Joshua to come eat with
me to the universty's cafeteria.
"Hey Jeremy," exclaimed Joshua,
"I hope you don't mind but I brought Carissa..." He
smiled hopingly.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." I half
heartedly smiled at Carissa.
"Hey dude," Josh called as the
payed for his luch, "speaking of Carissa, why don't
you ever bring your girl?"
Not this again. "Ugh, I already
told you, I don't have a girlfriend. I don't need
one! I don't want one. I don't enough time for one,
anyway."
"OMG! Let's eat outside!"
squealed Carissa, food in hand.
"Um, have you even looked at the
sky? It's like gonna rain any sec..."
"Woah!" Joshua interrupted.
"That sounds like a great idea." he said to
Carissa, and eyed me warningly.
I walked out shaking my
head. This is so stupid, I thought. I'm
gonna be soaked, my food's gonna be soaked, I'm
gonna have to change, that will waste more time, and
then I'll never be able to...
I don't know what it was. Maybe
it was something inside me, or maybe it was an angel. But
something stopped my complaining, and compelled me to look
up. So I did. And there, sitting across the feild, was a
girl, about my age, sitting against a tree,
vigorously marking up sketchbook that rested in her
lap. She was different. Not only because she wasn't wearing a
uniform, like every other girl I've seen in the past month
has been, but something else. Maybe it was her individuallity,
maybeit was her wavy blonde hair, or the pink streak that
ran right through it.
Something made her stand out.
"Hey, let's sit over
there," I suggested, pointing in her direction. Then, as we
got closer, she looked up directly at me.
Just the luster of her green eyes
staring through mine seemed to make the sun
come out and the clouds disappear.
4 faves · 5 comments · Mar 19, 2012 10:05pm
onlyboyonthissite
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1 decade ago
university's* lunch* individuality* maybe it* ugh i must have been really tired.
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Kiah Papaya*
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1 decade ago
I love this!!
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RITwins
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1 decade ago
OMG! keep going! i want to read on for once!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Love_stories
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1 decade ago
this is really good
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beanie98 · 1 decade ago
This is boringggg
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