And when the sunlight hits your eyes, I’m not mesmerized. I see glints of love, and regret, shards of mistakes, hues of confusion and the glaze of hope, false hope that is. There is such sadness in your eyes that it is just down right depressing. But that’s why I like them, personally I mean. I know everyone says the same things about you, over and over again, but still I see what I see, and I say it how it is. Your eyes tell a story, tell me what it is.

High School Truth

High School Truth

I want to be brave like you. Quiet listen, I’m just suspecting, you’ve made this clear before
I want to be creative like you. Colours screaming everywhere, you have no choice you stop and, stare
I want to feel what you feel. Everything is just that much more real, I think I’ll just stay, and watch you all day

You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you

Walk up the steps, two by two. What is rush? What do you do?
Why are you always in a rush? Why is it that you never talk?
You are so mysterious, hiding in the dark, finding you will be the spark
Do you ever notice? That the world doesn’t see you?
And did you ever consider? That nothing seems balanced when your not here
I need you, I don’t appreciate you,
That is, the truth

You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you

Come out of your shell and demand attention, pray for the cause and feel the redemption
Panic, panic, this is so new
Feel the people watching you, run them over with your speech
Suck their souls out like a leech, and they’ll feel, they will see you.

Panic, panic, this is so new,
Run out of the crowd, all eyes are on you
Panic, Panic are you scared? I know you are not prepared
But can’t you see? They’re all counting on you, give them your cue

You’re a hidden treasure
You’re not very clever, but you know better than others
You don’t know how to read a map, and yet you know this place better than anyone else
No one really thinks your cool, but I like you cause of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I wanna find you
I want to free you, they need to see you

You’re a hidden treasure, I’ve discovered
You’re not clever, but you know, better than others
You just can’t read a map, and yet you know this place like the back of your hand
No one here really thinks your cool, but I like you because of the things you do
You’re a hidden treasure, I have discovered
I want to free you, they need to see you
That is, the truth

Pay Back

Pay Back

He heard a noise. His eyes flickered open as he heard the noise play over again, “Hey Wildcat?” he woke the sleeping redhead who was asleep next to him.

“What?” she asked irritably, she was not fond of being woken up.

Ryan’s eyes were fixed on the window, “You hear that?”

She was very grouchy as she became more conscious and more awake, “Hear what? I’m trying to sleep, so no I don’t hear anything.”

“Are you sure?” he asked meditatively, eyes trained solely on the window.

“Yes, go back to sleep.” She snapped.

Then there was another sound, “There!”

“What?” she asked, now fully awake and very bad tempered.

“I heard it again! I think it’s from the window!” He said jumping out of bed and watching out the window. There was nothing there but still he watched, in hopes of figuring out the mysterious noise.

“I think your gonna die soon if you don’t stop acting like a lunatic. I do not hear anything.” She said sternly, then snuggling into a pillow.

He squinted his eyes, now fully used to the dark, “Ella I swear there’s something or someone outside.”

She groaned, “Must we really do this now? Its, danmit it’s three in the morning, can’t it wait for daylight?”

“Ella, what if its dangerous?” he said seriously. He opened the window and stuck half his naked body out to search for the noise.

Turning in the bed to see this she snapped very angrily at him, “Ryan. There is nothing out there, come back to be—”

“Aha! I found the source of the noise!” He exclaimed. It was a mere street cat rummaging through his trash.

“Great, and I am going back to sleep.” She muttered.

He closed the window and climbed back into the bed, “Don’t you want to know what it is?”

“No. I don’t. I don’t want to kill anything because it was disturbing my sleep at this current moment.” She said sleepily.

“Touchy.”

“Oh go eff off and let me sleep in peace!” she said loudly.

Ryan laughed, “Alright, alright I’ll stop, Ella?”

“What now?” She did not understand where he was getting all of this energy from. She was already exhausted from the days and night’s events and all she wanted was some sleep.

“Goodnight.” He said cheerfully.

She moved away from him, “Couch.” She said instantly.

“What?” he seemed confused.

She was irritated enough by now, “Couch. Now. Go sleep on the couch.”

He stayed quiet and then after a while snapped back, “If I do recall, this is my apartment.”

She got up, “Fine, I’m leaving then.”

“Oh you’re not going anywhere.” He yanked her arm back down. “Stay.”

“Then for gods sake let me get some rest!” she said harshly.

He smirked, “Okay.”

She rolled over on her side away form him. Ryan snaked his arm around her waist and started to plant small kisses over her shoulder.

“Ryan?”

“Mm?” he responded, still continuing his small kisses.

She let out a tired sigh, “How do you expect me to sleep, if you keep this up?”

“Keep what up?” he asked innocently. He slipped an arm under the side of her stomach and let her weight put his arm in place for him to stroke her lower stomach.

“Don’t be stupid with me at this hou—” She stopped mid word to enjoy Ryan’s strokes and the amazing feeling that came with her when he started to nibble the base of her neck.

“I’m leaving.” She said with some difficulty.

Ryan stroked her stomach more slowly, drawing circles and lightly moving his thumb over her belly button, “You sure?”

“Yes, I never get sleep here.” She said truthfully, now unconsciously easing into her position in his arms.

He placed a warm kiss to the back of her neck, “You sure?”

He went back to her neck, gently sweeping his lips over the skin, “Yes.” She said slowly.

“Positive?” he asked, and then grazed his tongue along with lips as they moved across her skin.

“Well…”

“Because you don’t work tomorrow you know.” He said softly, and turned her body over more towards him and planted a hot kiss to the side of her throat.

“I know but I’m--.”

He sucked in and then pulled back, nuzzling his head in her neck, “You’re what?”

“Ryan stop that!” she said quickly, as he started to press kisses into her collar bone.

He grinned, “Stop what love?”

“Stop kissing me I want to sleep.” She huffed.

“So sleep, what’s stopping you?” he asked.

“You, you are stopping me.” She said pointedly.

Ryan smirked, “Well, aren’t you enjoying it?” he continued on with his kisses.

She let him move down a little more down her body before responding, “That’s beside the point.”

“Kiss me and I’ll shut up and go to sleep.” He said against her skin.

“No.” she said immediately.

He frowned, “Why not?”

“You don’t deserve it.” She said simply.

He raised his head off her chest and looked her in the eyes, “Please?”

“Fine, but you have to promise to let me sleep.” She sat up as Ryan laid back down.

“You will not be disturbed.” He said as her hair framed in her face. He closed his eyes and felt a warm heart wrenching kiss. Her tongue grazed his, and he kissed her back stronger with want.

She pulled apart from him and settled herself next to him, placing her head in the crook of his neck. Wrapping her arms around him she whispered, “Goodnight Ryan.”

“Danm.” He muttered to himself. He thought in the next five minutes or so, she will be dead asleep and he could take the cold shower he needed for placing himself in this position.

Ella smiled because of course, she got payback from her boyfriend waking her up in the middle of the night. Now she was content enough to sleep.


:)

Eely and Rubekah Black

So I'm thinking of popping in two new characters into my story. Fraternal twins Eely and Rubekah Black. I could not have a story and not have a Black family in it! That's just nonsense.

They will be featured in future Bee and Jay chapters. Its soon going to be clear on who they are and their importance on Spring and Rawling's lives. SO I'm pretty excited about it!

Gossip Talk

So I was stabbing a dictionary with a pen, and the ink went deep into the pages. It was insane! And so i kept singing 'The ink is spilling' and then I came up with this:

--
GOSSIP TALK

The ink is spilling
Flowing off the paper
The ink is spilling
Soaking even deeper
The ink is spilling
Staining you forever
The ink is spilling
Trapping you forever.
Forever.
Forever.

Oh god, they’ve whipped out their cellulars.
Oh god, the rumors are spreading worse
Oh god, tell me what I should do

Their fingers are working
Their eyes tell a story
Their fingers are working
Their mouths are silent.
Their fingers are working
Making their own additions.
Their fingers are working
Makes me scared to walk alone.
Their fingers are working.
Texting on their cell phones.

Why has this had to happen
I don’t know.
Why is there such a continuation
Heaven knows.
I can’t stand their staring faces
They all know

Get me out of here
Get, get, Get me out of here.
I don’t understand this human nature
Get me out of here
Get, get, Get me out of here.
I don’t understand this human nature

Kill them like a fly.
Kill it like a fly.
Shut it up.
Kill it like a fly.
They seem to have no soul.
And who would miss em
I don’t know, I don’t know

The ink is stained.
On my fingers
The ink is stained.
Here with me forever
The ink has soaked in.
You are stuck with it forever
And ever.
And ever.
And ever.
--

insane huh?

Acceptance

Acceptance

He entered the room swiftly, stopping right beside her, “Hey.”

She gave him a small smile in response.

He gazed at her reflection in the mirror, “You look beautiful you know.”

“Thanks.” She said quietly.

Placing a hand on her shoulder he cautiously questioned her, “Are you nervous?”

She gave a quick nod.

He chuckled quietly, “Don’t be. This is your day; everything is going to be perfect, just like how you imagined it.”

“Thanks Kyle.” She whispered.

“Hey, what are best friends for?”

She smiled back up to him once again.

He swiftly moved from behind her, and sat on the vanity to block her from her reflection.

“So you ready?” he asked.

She remained silent for moment, starring into her hands, “Am I doing the right thing?” she asked in a small voice.

“What?”

“Am I doing the right thing?” she repeated, “I mean, marrying Matt? It’s the right thing right?”

“Leah, look, you love him right?”

She looked up to him, “Yes, but—”

“Well then there you have it” he interrupted, “If you love him, then its right.”

She opened her mouth to retort, “But,”

“No buts. When you love someone, you want to do what ever you can to make them happy right?” he looked her straight in the eyes.

She nodded in agreement.

“So if you want to make him happy, marry him.” He stated simply.

She stayed quiet.

“Leah?”

“Are you happy?” she asked.

He didn’t answer at once. He placed his hand atop of hers, “If you’re happy, I’m happy.” He said.

She was taken back by this, but not surprised, “Do you think I should marry Matt?”

He squeezed her hand, “This is silly talk Leah.”

“Kyle.” She stressed.

He sighed, “Leah, I don’t think my opinion really counts at this point.”

“But it does!”

“Are you happy with him?” he asked quietly.

“Yes.”

He moved a stray piece of hair limply off the side of her face into place and murmured, “Then yes, you should marry him.”

She looked away from him and unconsciously nodded her head.

He jumped off the vanity and broke the tension, “Come on Leah, you’re going to be late for your own wedding.”

“Yeah. I don’t think my mom would be too happy about that huh?” she said getting up.

He offered his arm to her, “Come on, lets do this.”

She turned around and gave her best friend a hug. “Thanks Kye.” She whispered.

“No problem,” he said in a monotone.

She stepped back from him and smiled.

He smiled as well, “Come on, everyone’s waiting.”

THE END
:D

SPRING RAWLINGS

Bee&Jay 01
SPRING 01

Today is the first day of high school. I’m not very excited about it to be honest, not that I don’t want to go, I just don’t get all the hype about the new change. Its not a big deal, millions of kids go from eighth grade to ninth, no problem. Although some people, like my best friend James for example, are going through the roof with excitement for high school. He’s such a tool. And speaking of the tool, there he is. He stopped for a total of a second for me to catch up to him. James is very self observant. His short curly little brunette hair and freckles might make you think he seems all cute and nice, but really, he’s just all about James. Of course I’m fully aware on how to act with him, I’ve known James since the first grade. We were best friends and today, we were entering high school together, and he is as exited as a kid seeing an ice cream truck.

“Hey Bee, you ready for this?” He asks enthusiastically.

I rolled my eyes at him, “Why are you making such a big deal out of this?”

He fiend a gasp, “Why aren’t you making a big deal about this?”

“You’re such an old lady, always worrying.” I stuck my tongue out him.

“Old ladies gossip Bee.” He told me in a matter of fact like way.

“Oh that too.” I added with a smile.

We walked on, James going on and on about why I should be excited and other whatnots. The school wasn’t that big, granted bigger than our old middle school but nothing fancy. More kids, bigger building, it made sense. There were kids everywhere. I spotted all the kids in my grade easily; mostly because they were small like James and I, but mostly because the majority of the girls were dressed like mini whores. Dyed hair caked make up, low shirts and signature short shorts. The look for sluts in training. It made me want to gag.

“Jesus Bee! Don’t just stand there!” James yanked my arm in the direction towards the doors. We already knew were our lockers were, thanks to the tour we got the day before. It was either fate, or the only shred of luck I’d get this year, because our lockers were very close together. When we got to them, I twirled around the lock and stuck my grey jacket into the small rectangle. I closed the locker to find James already installing his organizers, paper and spare pencils.

“You are such a freak.” I commented.

He ignored me, and shredded off his spring coat. He pulled out a piece of paper from one of his books, “I think my first class is on the third floor.”

I looked over at the schedule, “Mine’s on first.”

He looked at me, “Did you memorize it already?” he questioned.

I just shrugged.

“And you call me the freak.” He muttered.

I hit him over the head as the bell rang, “Meet back here at lunch, okay?”

He nodded, “Good luck!”

“You too!” I shouted over the fast filling hallway.


RAWLINGS 01

I ran back to the lockers as fast as I could. I had to tell Belia the greatest news of, well life really. She was stashing away her rather large text books when I reached her. Her black ponytail swung from the back of it.

“Hullo James. You seem rather puffy.” She said.

“You will not believe what my gym teacher told me!” I told her excitedly.

She smirked, “You need to loose more weight in order to be accepted into the class?”

“No. He told me I should try out for the school football team!”

She actually looked shocked, “Really? Why? Not that I’m not excited or anything, but you hate physical activity.”

I gleamed, this was the best thing that could ever happen to me, and whatever Belia says can not ruin this, “Bee. The football team. Imagine it. A freshman, star of the team, instant popularity.”

“Uh huh.” she didn’t believe me.

“You have to see me though! I’m amazing!”

She laughed as we walked down the corridors to the café, “I’ll watch the tryouts after school today alright?”

I nodded my head quickly as we sat down together by a window.

A group of really hot girls walked our way, and I mean really hot. Short shorts and everything!

“Hey, is anyone sitting here?” A brunette one asked.

Belia shook her head, “Nope, its all yours.”

The brunette one smiled back at her, “Cool, I’m Gemma, by the way. This is Kelly, Steph and Jen.” They were so hot. I can’t even tell which one was which. Except for Gemma, she was the only brunette one. I couldn’t stop looking at her. And then she smiled at me. Today is defiantly my day.

“James. Jaaames. Loooser faccee. Earth to Jay.” Belia was trying to grab my attention.

“What?” I snapped.

Belia just laughed. “Nothing, expect you know the whole staring thing, is this going to become a habit?”

I was not starring. “Is what going to become a habit?”

“Staring like an idiot bluntly in front of pretty girls?” She laughed.

Thanks Belia, way to embarrass me in front of the hottest girl I’ve seen today.

“I don’t mind, especially when he’s a pretty boy.” Said Gemma. Holly crap. My day could not get any better than this. I looked straight at Belia, to see what I should do next.

She raised her eye brows and smirked, so I did it, “I’m trying out for the football team after school, wanna come watch?”

She smiled and looked over at her friends.

“What the hell?” I mouthed to Belia.

“Beats me.” She mouthed back.

“Sure, why not? We’d love to.” Gemma replied.

“Cool.” I said. This afternoon better be great. I have to make the team now.

“Hullo, hullo.” A tall Asian guy with orange hair sat next to Belia, his name was Azumi and he’s in the eleventh grade. This guy is so sick. He’s Belia’s neighbour and he has a different girl every other week. He is so pro.

“Hey Zumi.” Belia said.

“Sup.” I said after.

“How you guys doing on your first day?” he asked while screwing up Belia’s hair.

“Ugh! Fine until you messed up my hair, James.” She whined.

I reached over and fixed her hair, the girl was useless in fixing her own appearance. Azumi laughed.

“I hear you’re trying out for the football team?” He asked me.

“Yeah, you know, my gym teacher wanted me too.”

“You have guts my friends; this school is spineless when it comes to football.”

“Really?” I need to make the team now.

“Yeah the guys on the team get total respect guy.” He said seriously.

“What losers.” Belia muttered.

“It’s true though.” He said seriously. “Anyhow, how are you doing Bumblebee?”

I laughed; she hates it when he calls her that.

“Must you call me that?” she said frustrated.

Azumi smiled, “I must.”

She started peeling the crusts off her sandwich, “Classes are good, and people so far are good. So everything is good. Happy?”

“That’s great! I’m kinda relived that the transitions going smooth for you guys, any how, your dad wanted me to check up on you, and I have and now I must attend to my dear friend Ella over there.” He pointed behind us, to a really hot redhead.

“You are such a whore.” Belia said.

“He’s good, is what he is.” I said eating her unwanted crusts.

“I try. Anyhow, see you younglings later!”

“Cyeah!”

“Bye.” Belia said with her mouth full.

SPRING 02

I’m happy to say that my first day of high school has provided me with no homework, which makes me very happy. Straight after school James and I went to our lockers and then he booked it straight to the change rooms. I am currently sitting across for said change rooms waiting for him to come out. I take out the sketchbook I bought for my art class, and start drawing a copy of the hallway. I’m about half done an outline when James comes out.

He looks really serious and kind of afraid, “I am so effing nervous.”

I look up at him from the floor, “You’ll do great, and even if you fall flat on your face, Gemma will still think its cute, so your safe either way.” I say while putting the book back into my bag.

“I don’t care about Gemma, Bee.” He said instantly.

I gave him a look.

He rolls his eyes, “Okay maybe I care a little, but say I do fall on my face, and then Gemma and all the other guys will laugh their asses off at me.”

By this time I’m up and we’re on our way to the field. “You will be fine. It’s your first time out there, I’m sure they won’t be doing anything too enduring, and you’ve been running all summer, remember? So you in good shape just clam down and be the best you can be.”

“Thanks mom. Now can you give me some real advice?” he asked annoyingly as we put our stuff on the benches.

I sat down, “Hmm. Well seeing as you don’t appreciate my advice, no.”

“Bee,” he whined.

I stopped and thought about it for a second, “Be… aggressive.”

Still standing, he put his hands on his hips, “That’s all you’ve got?”

“James, do I look like an expert in sports?” I asked pointedly. I was a stick that got out of breath by the time I got up to the fourth floor. Sports are not my strongest points.

“Fine. Wish me luck!” and he ran off to the field.

“Luck!” I screamed.

I sat there for a while watching all the boys run around for some time, and I got bored. I pulled out the sketch book again and started to sketch out a running figure on the field. I was sitting there for some time, my eyes flicking from the field to the page.

A voice startled me, “Wow, that’s really good. Bella right?”

I looked up, it was Gemma and her blonde clones. I smiled, “Thanks, and its Belia, not Bella.”

“Wow I feel stupid.” She laughed at her self, the clones laughing with her. They all sat down, Gemma next to me.

“So is that supposed to be James or something?” She asked, looking over at the sketch.”

“Something like that.” I said, folding it and putting it away.

“So are you like, his girlfriend or something?” she asked, the girl wastes no time.

I laughed. “Absolutely not. We’re really close friends; he’s practically my brother really.”

“Oh. That’s cute.” She sounds relived, “How long have you guys known each other, like what, two years or something?”

“Two years?” I chucked, “A bit longer than that, I’ve known James since I was six.”

She looked stunned out of her mind, “Really?”

“Yep. We were both kind of misfits back in first grade, and from that, we became best friends.”

“I see. That’s cool. So, does he have a girlfriend? I mean you would know being his best friend and all right?” she asked.

Now, this will be fun, “No, but it’s really difficult for him to get a girlfriend.”

She looked confused, “Why’s that?”

“BEE!”

We both averted our attention to James on across the filed.

“WHAT?” I shouted.

“CALL OLIVER, I’M NOT WALKING HOME.” He called.

I crinkled my forehead, “YOU WUSS. HOW DO YOU EXPECT TO MAKE THE TEAM IF YOU CAN’T EVEN WALK HOME?” I heard Gemma giggle next to me.

“I’M COMING BACK TOMORROW, FOR THE SEOCND TRYOUTS, WEREN’T YOU WATCHING?” He seemed annoyed.

Crap, well I can make it up, “YEAH, BUT I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT IT MEANT, CONGRATZ!”

He gave me a thumb up and ran off to the change rooms.

“Who’s Oliver?” Gemma asked.

“His driver, but I’m not calling him, he honestly only lives ten minutes away walking, he can make it.”

“Oh I see. Diver huh? He must be rich.” She mumbled to herself.

Well. She’s right. James is filthy rich. His dad is the creator of the line of factories that my dad works at. He lives in a beautiful house with just about everything in it and oddly enough, he rather be at my tiny three bedroom apartment my dad and I live in most of the time. But I think that’s due mostly to Azumi, he’s James’s idol.

“Hey Belia? Why can’t James have a girlfriend?” One of the blondes asked me.

James was approaching us now; I smirked, “Because she needs to be approved by me first.” They all looked confused, and half a second later, “Hey you did great out there!”

RAWLINGS 02

“Thanks, did you call Oliver?” I was dead tired. I don’t even know why I’m doing this, its so much work.

“No you lazy ass we’re walking home.” Belia said quickly.

“Beee!” she does not understand. Football tryouts were hell, and I have to do it again tomorrow. I need a ride.

She huffed, “Its ten minutes! You will survive.”

Then the most beautiful voice ever spoke, “You looked really, really good out there by the way James.”

I stood still. Just looking at her. She was so hot. And she actually came. And she saw me being told to come back tomorrow, so that means I will most likely make the team. This is good. Now words, words would be good. Where are my words?

“James?” I turned to Belia.

“Say thank you to the pretty girl.” She instructed.

I repeated, “Thanks.”

Belia was laughing her ass off by this point and I am now beyond embarrassment.

Gemma smiled at me, “You are so cute.”

“Gems, we have to go our bus is coming in like, three seconds.” A blonde said, I think it was Jen.

“See you around then James, bye Belia.” She smiled and waved and left.

Belia was still giggling, “Come on loverboy lets go home.”

Thank you Belia, for embarrassing me in front of the hottest girl alive and her hot friends, again, “I am never speaking to you ever again.”

She just kept on laughing. I planned on giving her the silent treatment and in turn she made fun of me until we reached her building.

“Are you coming in loverboy?” she teased.

“No.”

“He speaks!”

“Just so you know you really made me feel like a douche back there.” I said seriously.

“You were staring at her, to the point of creepiness, I had to say something.” She retorted. “I saved your ass today.”

“So you say.” She doesn’t always have to be right.

“Whatever, I’m going up, see you tomorrow morning?”

“Yeah, Oliver’s gonna pick you up.” There was no way that I was walking to school tomorrow morning.

“You are so lazy.” She said instantly.

“I have to save my energy!”

“Sure. Goodbye James.” She said, and then walked into the building.

“Cyeah.”

END CHAPTER ONE