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Post by spyder on Mar 11, 2006 4:06:25 GMT -5
'Love, the most powerful emotion you will ever feel. It will change you, make you, rip your heart into shreds. But like friendship, love can never be chosen, it's formed merely through fate, through destiny. It can bring you together, or pull you apart, you can't change it, you can't predict it, you just have to take everything as it comes and prey for the best' - The Tomorrow That May Never ComeThis is the new and improved version of the Tomorrow That May Never Come, so it's uh kinda different to the version I have on fanfiction.net (better in my opinion) Contains: Drug References and Some Coarse Language (which will be censored) Chapter 1: Seeing it from Jake's POVI still held the photo in my hands, the last thing she'd left ever since she'd, left. The only thing I had to remember Rose, or to plunge me further into my lost thoughts of anguish and depression. Not enough to calm the ugly thoughts, or shine light through the darkness of my decrepit, frail heart as it searched for the purpose behind each beat. Each extra second I spent lying rotting away in sorrow. My heart questioned it's own existence, while my mind question just every other thing it could think off. 'Why did it have to go this way?' I thought, time and time again 'Why did she have to go? Why did I have to carry this burden, this responsibility of being the American Dragon? Why did she have to be, the Huntsgirl?' Everything I wanted to know all relied on one major word 'Why?' Maybe there was a reason for her transfer? I mean, she can't have left for nothing; maybe she thought I was better off without her? But if that was the case, she couldn't have been more wrong. Ever since she’d left almost two years ago to this case, I’d become a wreck. I just lay on my bed all day, the picture in hand, reminiscing what had happened during The Grand Equinox Hunt, she almost killed me, I had no choice but to show her that I was the American Dragon, otherwise I may have never made it out alive. But the one thing I always wanted to know was 'Was it worth it?'. I sacrificed my true identity to her to save my own skin. But really, without her here I am dead inside, was it really worth these extra days? After all, what is the point of living if you don't even feel alive? I sighed, still staring, remaining fixated upon the photograph staring into Rose's dead-still ocean blue eyes, frozen forever in time. Those eyes, those perfect beautiful eyes I’d seen flashed with the hate she had for the American Dragon and the love she had hidden inside for Jake Long. At first, when she’d gone I thought maybe looking at the photo would remind me of some of our happier times and maybe I’d eventually get over her. I knew I couldn’t do it; I don’t want to look at her picture, because every time I remember how much I miss her and soon feel the burning sensation of tears filling my eyes. But I can’t look away in fear of forgetting her forever, I didn’t want to do that and most importantly I didn’t want her to forget me. And I knew it was impossible, I knew she could be anyway in the entire world but I didn’t care. I knew someday, somehow I would look for Rose and I wouldn’t stop until I found her and maybe then, we could straighten things out for good. The very thought of seeing Rose again lifted me, filling my body with determination and spirit giving me the second win I had been looking for what almost seemed like forever. But even with the thought that someday things might turn out right I still couldn’t stop thinking about her. Was she still thinking about me? I know her transfer couldn’t have been an easy move to make, or at least I think I knew. I sat up on the edge of my bed and stood up, looking out the window. Moonlight spilling into the room, shone over my arms and body. But Instead of looking down towards the busy streets of New York City I stared to the sky, seeing past the skyscrapers and passing planes, staring up to a shining full moon and which I swear, I saw Rose’s face in, one I hadn’t seen for days. I stared at the photo and then stared out at the moon. ‘I will find you someday Rose,’ I said ‘I don’t care what I have to do, I’m going to find you and then everything will be all right. I still love you and I don’t need anything to remember you, you’ll always be in my heart.’ And although every ounce of body simply refused to, I tore the photograph in two separating Rose and I and let go off the two photos, which were picked up in the gentle breeze and sailed gracefully through the air. 'Just the way it was in real life,' I said 'We were always so close, yet at the same time always apart.' and the last thing I saw before turning out my light and heading to bed was Rose and I together, for one last time. I didn’t know if she’ll still loved but I wouldn’t quit until I’d found her, she was the last thing on my mind before I drifted into a deep sleep and I knew she would be the first thing on my mind, when awoke in the tomorrow I’d thought was never going to come. But as Jake slept deep into the night, the gentle breeze sent sailing gently through the open window half of the picture Jake had torn up, the same picture that Rose had given to Jake of him and her at the dance. But now it was torn into two but one half had been blown back through the open window and back into Jake’s bedroom and on that half was…Rose.’
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Post by americanhuntsgirl on Mar 11, 2006 19:35:16 GMT -5
Saweet!
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Post by spyder on Mar 11, 2006 19:43:52 GMT -5
'Whatever can't break us apart can only bring us closer together' - The Tomorrow That May Never Come Alright! Someone's posted! Now I can update!
Chapter 2: Seeing it from Rose's POV As I stared out the window of my new home, I felt a cooling breeze come in, caressing gently against my neck as I stared up at a full moon. It was amazing, I’d never seen like that before, it seemed so close I swear I could have touched it was but it couldn’t take my mind off things. I seemed to see Jake in it looking right back at me, as if he too was watching it. That very thought, saddened me deeply, knowing Jake wasn’t here anymore.
It hadn’t been easy to leave Jake, to leave New York and all my friends, even the past two years that had flown by I had been able to let it go, but I knew Ihad to. It was my destiny to slay dragons and I couldn’t kill Jake, I still loved him and that’s why I didn’t slay him when I had the chance, not after who I knew who the American Dragon really was. After all I owed him after he saved me from that avalanche back at the ski-trip.
But I couldn’t go back to New York again. I know I couldn’t stand to look at Jake after all the times I’d tried to kill and for what? Just to make my life better? And after all that could he still love me? I couldn’t blame him if he didn’t, but if he did there really wasn’t anything I could do. I felt tears brim my eyes and roll slowly down my face. I had cried a lot recently, but I’d had a lot to take in and a lot to decide. I knew I had to leave, I just couldn’t handle being around Jake anymore I wasn’t like him. He’d found out who I was and he’d stayed and loved him so much for staying with me even though he knew my secret identity.
But I just couldn’t handle it everything Jake and I had done felt so right, when really us being together, it was just wrong. I mean we’re enemies we should be making war not making love. That’s why I had to transfer, if we we’re near each other we’d have no choice but to fight and I couldn’t bring myself to hurt Jake. Why did it have to be him? Better yet, why did it have to be me? I understood my destiny, my path, but being Huntsgirl has ruined my life I never had time to do anything Jake and whenever I did he had to go do some dragon thing. Everything was against us; us being together, it was just impossible and as much as it killed me to admit but we could never be together. Maybe someday it would be nice to see Jake again, but we just couldn’t have an intimate relationship, we could not be close ever again. I mean let’s face it, we were enemies before we were even born.
More tears rolled down streamed down my face as I stared out the window and the worst part of this all was we never got to say goodbye. The lost time I saw him I thought I was going to kill him until I got control over myself. He’d been given lost of opportunities to kill me or to leave me to die and he never took any of them. He must have loved me a lot and if that were still the case I knew he’d be out looking for me but I couldn’t have that. I didn’t want Jake to get hurt anymore and that’s why I left, yeah I know me leaving would have hurt him a lot too, but I also know that me staying would only bring Jake more pain.
‘I know you’re out there somewhere Jake.’ I said ‘I know you’re probably looking for me, but please don’t. I’m not worth it, Jake I know I’ll just end up hurting you again and that’s not something I want to do to your human face. I’m sorry for everything I’ve done, if I’d known I never would have tried to kill, but it’s too late now and what happened, happened and can't be changed. I just hope you can forgive me...'
And Rose left the room hearing her aunt’s call, but after she’d left the room, the gently breeze seemed to whisper, whisper in a human’s voice a message sent for Rose almost as if there was someone right outside the window.
‘I will find you someday Rose,’ it said ‘I don’t care what I have to do, I’m going to find you and then everything will be all right. I still love you and I don’t need anything to remember you, you’ll always be in my heart.’ And through the open window sailing gracefully through the open window was half of a photo, and on that photo half was…Jake.
Please reply, so I can update again.
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Post by americanhuntsgirl on Mar 11, 2006 20:41:27 GMT -5
Saweet. I remember reading this on FF.net. Its a good story
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Post by spyder on Mar 11, 2006 21:04:02 GMT -5
You won't remember this...It's a new part I've added in
Chapter 3: The Heir of the Cursed Blood I jerked awake from my sleep, me eyes ripping open in terror, my heart racing as thick beads of sweat poured down my face. I looked up and took in my surroundings, what I could see around me. I was lying on my back in thick grass, staring straight up into the deep blue. ‘Where am I,’ I said ‘What am I doing here?’ I looked around confused and pulled myself to my feet, but the moment I stood up I got this weird feeling in my head. All the blood rushed to it and I suddenly felt really dizzy, my mind was rushing, really aching too I felt like I had a tumour. I looked around, taking in my surroundings and was shocked to see what lay just a few feet across from me.
‘What happened?’ I said, still confused and then looked across to see an entire forest, completely destroyed, smoke rising from the trunks of fallen trees. The moment I saw this I suddenly heard a scream in the back of my mind, it was familiar, really clear as if it had just happened. A scream of sheer rage the image of a figure in the darkness destroying this forest in a fit of rage and evil.
I opened my hand realising there was something in it, it had been shut tightly while I was sleeping it had been that way since I woke up. I opened my hand and looked in to see I had been holding on to a claw, not just any ordinary claw, but I dragon’s claw. ‘Oh no,’ I said Then suddenly my mind began rushing again and I heard an evil, sinister voice in the back of my mind. ‘That’s right you lost,' it said 'you gave in and I took over you. Now look at what has happened (translated from Chinese).’ I looked across at the forest, looked back down at the claw in my hand, then I looked at the spot where I’d being lying. The shape of my body had been formed in the deep grass where I’d once lay, but it wasn’t the shape of an ordinary teenage boy, no. When I saw the shape of two wings in the ground where I’d once lay I knew I had done this, I had destroyed the forest and I knew exactly why. ‘Go on,’ I remembered the voice ringing late last night ‘Give in, give in. You want power? Give in to me and I will give you all the power you need, so long as you let me be in control (translated from Chinese).’ ‘No!’ I yelled and threw the dragon claw to the ground and ran off into the forest looking at destruction. There grass was singed and burnt, there were trees fallen to the ground their trunks scratched and maimed at, smoke rose from the blackened trunks where they too been engulfed into flames. Ashamed and frustrated with myself I sat down upon an overturned tree trunk, resting my face in my hands. ‘How could I do this?’ I said shaking my head, my face still rested in my hands ‘How could I let it take over? How could I let it take control?’ Just one slight feeling that was all it needed. It could take one negative feeling in your body and with it, completely consume you, turning a slight feeling of hate or spite in pure evil. I sighed and turned around walking off in the opposite direction, leaving my path of destruction behind. ‘I am Jeff Irvine,’ I said to myself as I walked away ‘child of destiny, heir of the Cursed Blood.’
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Post by americanhuntsgirl on Mar 11, 2006 21:29:05 GMT -5
..I dont remeber that, but tis a good story.
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Post by spyder on Mar 11, 2006 22:58:39 GMT -5
You don't remember that because I never posted it before, that's the first time I've ever submitted that Chapter. Anyway, back to buisness.
Chapter 4 - You'll always be in my heart Jake’s P.O.V
Morning came a lot quicker then I’d expected,it always seemed like every night I lived trailed on getting slower and slower by the hour, but this time I’d actually managed to get to a good night’s sleep. I opened my eyes, searing my pupils at the intense sunlight gleaming in through the window absent-mindedly left open the night before, I walked over to and noticed on the floor right underneath the window was that photo of Rose. ‘That’s weird,’ I thought to myself ‘I thought I threw that out.’ Then I noticed that it was ripped and I remembered that I did throw it away ‘How could it have come back? ‘Maybe Rose saw on the street and put it back there or something.’ Now I was just thinking of ways Rose could someday come back into my life. I just couldn’t stop thinking about her. ‘It’s possible, though.’ I thought, shrugged at the idea and place the half a picture of Rose back on my desk I smiled for a moment admiring her in the picture, then took a shower and changed into my regular jeans and red jacket before grabbing all my stuff together, grabbing my skateboard and heading off to school.
The ride to school was a lot more peaceful then it usually was. I didn’t see Trixie or Spud on the way over, but that didn’t bother me much. They were my friends but right now I just needed some time to get a clear head. I couldn’t stop thinking about Rose; I just wanted to see her again. I wanted to go and find her, stuff waiting! I wanted to go and do it now! Her Huntmaster could have been really pissed at her for letting me go, when she could have slayed me. That is if she was still with the Huntsclan, was she? I didn’t know. Was she still with the same master? Could there have been a penalty to her for letting me go the way she did at their Grand Equinox Hunt?
And that’s when I realised, I didn’t want to find her, I needed to. She could be in real trouble and I was just sitting here doing nothing about it, I had to save her and if she was okay, we’ll at least I’d get to see her again. But I can’t lose Rose again; she’s all that I have.
Rose’s P.O.V
I didn’t even want to lift my head when I woke up the next morning. My life was changing, so much; it was once just so simple. Sure, I hunted magical creatures in my spare time, but I was just like any other kid. I had a home, a school, friends and … a possible boyfriend. But now everything was changing, I didn’t know where to call home anymore, I had to move away from all my friends and my old school and leave Jake, the one guy I cared most about in the world, broken hearted, I didn’t chose to do this, I had to, I was marked I had no other choice.
Today would be my first day at my new school, so I knew I had to get up eventually. So I got off my bed and then looked back out my window, watching the sun shining over a blue, cloudless sky.
‘Well,’ I said ‘At least it’s going to be a beautiful day, today.’ I said and I turned, I was going to get changed and ready for school. But then I noticed something on the windowsill, I couldn’t believe I hadn’t seen it until now. It had been there right under my nose the entire time and I hadn’t seen it. It was Jake in the photo I had given him when I transferred, but I wasn’t in it, the photo had been torn into two.
‘Was this a message from Jake’ I thought ‘Did he find out where I was hiding? And what did this mean? The photo was torn in two did that mean he hated me or something? I wouldn’t have blamed him if that was the reason, but no, it couldn’t have been. Jake really liked before I left, even when he knew I was huntsgirl, it was going to take a lot more then me running away to get him to hate me.’
I turned it over; there was writing on the back I read it.
‘I will find you someday Rose. I don’t care what I have to do, I’m going to find you and then everything will be all right. I still love you and I don’t need anything to remember you, you’ll always be in my heart...’
There was no name, but I had to assume it was from Jake and now I knew he was looking for me and that’s when I really started getting worried.
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Post by americanhuntsgirl on Mar 16, 2006 20:22:12 GMT -5
OK, here i am to reply Xd. Kniow I remember that part!
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Post by spyder on Mar 17, 2006 1:57:46 GMT -5
Okay, this next chapter's short, weird and not all that crash-hot but bare with me please. It becomes a good story, just ask American_Huntsgirl_Rose.
Chapter 5 - The New Kid Jake’s P.O.V
Jake’s P.O.V
It seemed that for the past two years of my life there had been nothing. No reason, no purpose, no particular as to why this may have happened. Everyday had just rolled by with me longing, longing to find an answer...Until now. There was something different about, something that you generally consider...Normal, I guess. But I wasn't too sure everything about this seemed right. Another change was happening in my life, another one that just seemed...Weird. I really wasn't sure why but I thought this might have something to do with Rose. This might have something to do with, where she was, what had happened to her, this might give a slight idea of the one question that had plagued my mind for almost two years now...Why?
We didn’t know much about this kid, I knew his name was Jeff and he wasn’t from New York. He moved here from, Maryland, I think. He looked like he’d been held back a grade , he looked taller and older then everyone else and was probably 16, at the least. He had a lean build, long jet black hair and dark brown eyes. He wore some long jeans with a tattoo of what look like a dragon or snake curling up and around the leg and a black t-shirt. But as he walked by, I noticed something on him, I hadn’t seen before something really weird. His right hand was gloved, that’s right just his right hand no glove on the left. There were only two reasons for wearing gloves to keep warm and to hide stuff and right now we’re in summer.
I shock my head at the thought ‘C’mon,’ I thought ‘you’re jumping to conclusions, I mean; he’s a perfectly normal kid. He’s probably just doing it to be different or something. Really, what could he have to hide?’
I met up with Trixie and Spud at my locker and told them about this Jeff kid, then they saw for themselves as he walked by and opened Rose’s old locker.
‘It’s probably nothing,’ I said ‘but just to be safe, I think I should find out.’
‘Wow, hold up there Jakey,’ Trixie said ‘You can’t just go up to some one you don’t even know and ask him why he only wears one glove.’
‘Yeah, plus you like don’t know him.’ Spud said
‘I wasn’t just gonna ask him,’ I said ‘I thought maybe there was a way we could find out.’
‘But like, how?’ Spud asked
‘Well, I don’t know get him to do something that might make him lose his glove.’
‘Why does it bother you so much anyway?’ Trixie asked
‘I don’t know,’ I said ‘It’s just something about him, he just gives me this bad feeling which I think I’ve had before.’
‘When?’ Trixie asked.
‘I, don’t know,’ I said
‘Well, then why don’t you just let it go? You said it yourself it’s probably nothing.’
‘Yeah, I guess you’re right,’ I said and then we rushed off to class at the sound of the bell. Rotwood gets really pissed if anyone arrives late, after the second bell.
Rose’s P.O.V
I tried to get my mind on other things when I arrived at my new school, but I couldn’t Jake was looking for me! Part of me wanted to see him again, but the rest knew that I wouldn’t be able to face Jake again, that I wouldn’t be able to handle it. All those times I’d tried to kill him I thought he was my enemy, I never would have thought he could have been my friend at the same time. But none of this had really affected Jake, he still felt for even after he knew I was Huntsgirl and he still did now after I had transferred. ‘I wish there was someway we could work this out,’ I thought ‘I wished that it could just be back to the way it used to be he was Jake, just Jake and I was Rose, just Rose.’
But I could never be just Rose. Even now in a completely different state my uncle and original master would still check on me, to make sure I was still being trained as Huntsgirl. I wasn’t trained by my uncle anymore; I was told I would be getting a new master when I was ready to return to my training. But I don’t think I could be Huntsgirl again. If I hadn’t been Huntsgirl none of this would have ever happened.
I walked up the steps to my new school, taking in my surroundings seeing the sea of new faces inside the building, talking and laughing everyone seemed to have a friend. Someone they could talk to, someone they could trust and I had no-one, I was completely alone. But then I remembered the photo of Jake in my pocket and pulled it out. Seeing Jake again and knowing that he still cared and thought about me, despite the number of times I’d tried to kill him and the fact that I ran off, made me feel happy again and more confident towards life
‘Maybe it would be better if Jake came and saw me.’ I thought as I walked through the doors and into the hallway of the school, one thing was for sure I would never be completely alone.
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Post by americanhuntsgirl on Mar 19, 2006 16:18:34 GMT -5
Yes... Yes...YEs...Good story. Update soon!
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Post by spyder on Mar 24, 2006 7:58:07 GMT -5
Chapter 6 - I know where Rose is (I hate this chapter, and I don't even know why. I guess I think it was poorly written or something, anyway...)
One thing that really sucks, is that Rotwood decided to start teaching Year 9 Mythobiology, exactly like he did last year, and what a coincidence both times I was in his class. I swear he's following me on purpose, he's never taken his eye off of me, ever since he almost found out I was a dragon he's really been onto me. It's almost like he will never forget.
‘Alright, alright settle down everyone,’ Rotwood said, but no one did ‘Quiet!’ he yelled, finally silencing everyone.
‘Good.’ He continued ‘now before vwe get to ze talking off the magical creatures and what-not, I have some news. As you may already know vwe have a new student at the school, his name is Jeff Irvine and he just moved here from Baltimore. Say hello, Jeff.’
Jeff was at the doorway while Rotwood talked he came in
‘Hey,’ he said to, pretty much everyone in the class.
‘Now take your seat.’ Rotwood said forcefully directing him to the empty seat next to me, Jeff sat down and Rotwood began to teach. He started lecturing us about some magical creature called a ‘Love Messenger’ or something and how they only came out on the night of a full moon. Naturally, I didn’t really pay too much attention and I don’t think Jeff did either.
Eventually he stopped talking and had the board covered with notes for us to copy down. So, we all got out or pens and exercise books and spent, like a half hour just righting down stuff Rotwood had been talking about for the past fifteen minutes.
I looked over at Jeff who had been drawing on his exercise book the entire time Rotwood had been talking. I could tell already that he was arty and seemed to like drawing animals his exercise book was covered with previous drawings of spiders, tigers and well, dragons. He was working on a new drawing of another dragon a Chinese one (like gramps) which curled from one side of the book to the other. I watched him intently, noticing that he was drawing with his gloved hand. There were a few holes in places on the glove, which I think he’d cut there on purpose, to look cool, or something. It was a long glove that went up his forearm were he had several holes. But when it came to, around the wrist and hand there were very few and in some places none. It was really weird; he must have been hiding something around his hand/wrist area. Eventually I decided to say something,
‘Doesn’t that glove make your wri… drawing harder?’ I asked
‘No, not really,’ Jeff said
‘I just thought it’s a little weird putting a glove on your good hand.’
‘Well, some people might call me a little weird,’ he replied with a slight smile.
‘Yeah,’ I thought ’they have there reasons,’
‘So what do you wear it f...’ I was just about to find out when I was cut off, by Mr, I mean ‘Professor’ Rotwood.
‘You two, Mr Long, Mr Irvine.’ Rotwood said to us ‘Is there something about this subject that you two do not understand?’
‘Why?’ I asked
‘Well,’ he replied ‘I just assumed you to might be having a little trouble and were trying to discuss it with each other,’
‘Well…’ I started
‘Now look,’ he said to me hotly ‘You’re going bad enough as it is Mr Long. You’ve been late for class, asleep in class, your grades are low and now you’re talking…’
‘He wasn’t talking,’ a voice suddenly said. I turned and saw it was Jeff’s who had now stood up to get Rotwood’s attention.
‘I’m sorry?’ Rotwood said, a little stunned.
‘Jake wasn’t talking, I was, just me’ Jeff said
‘Okay, uh, very vwell,’ Rotwood said a little embarrassed ‘then I apologise Mr Long. As for you,’ he turned his attention to Jeff ‘Normally someone might let you off the hook just because you’re new here, but I’ve heard the havoc you caused at your old schools and I want to guarantee that you never get the opportunity to doing anything similar here.’
I couldn’t believe Jeff just took a bullet for me and Rotwood said he was sorry, man he don’t get that everyday. Suddenly I heard the bell ring, for the second period.
‘Okay class dismissed,’ Mr Rotwood said ‘But Mr Irvine you stay here and we’ll discuss your punishment.’
I was joined by Trixie and Spud on the way out, who were just as confused as I was.
‘Yo man,’ Trixie said ‘what was all that about?’
‘I’m not too sure,’ I said ‘that kid took the bullet for me, but why? Anyway I think I better return the favour.’
‘What you gonna do, dude?’ Spud asked
‘I’ll think of something,’ I said as we headed off to our next class.
Rose’s P.O.V
As I heard the bell ring concluding the school day, I grabbed up my stuff and heading out the door with the other clouds of faces surrounding me, busily chatting and laughing, just being normal kids. But like them, I was glad when the end of the day came. I hadn’t really made too many friends at my new school, partly because I didn’t want. I didn’t want any ‘replacement friends’ just like everything else in my life had been replaced. If you don’t have anything to do between the daily grinds of life, then your life just becomes really routine and predictable. I don’t want to spend the next five years of my life sleeping, eating, going to school, using the bathroom and just doing stuff at home by myself. That was one of the positive sides of being Huntsgirl, I mean sure hunting for magical creatures was other of my daily grinds but still, it was well, good exercise and it sure beat just sitting at home.
As I walked back home, I felt a stitch forming in my side and stopped for a breather. I hadn’t gotten as much exercise as I used to when I was Huntsgirl, all the fitness I was had seemed to drain from my body over just a few days. I starred up into the clear, beautiful sky, it was amazing. I saw a few birds flying by and I imagined Jake, well actually the American Dragon. He was lucky; having wings, being able to fly that probably would have been the coolest thing ever. Just to be able to get away from all the stress and commotion that occurred down on the Earth’s surface. And there I was again, thinking about Jake ‘What is wrong with me?’ I thought ‘I know we can’t be together, I know that it’s just not possible and it’s against our destinies, so why do I keep thinking about him? Why do I still have these feelings?’ I didn’t even understand myself these days.
I started walking again and got home, my aunt wasn’t here she was at work. I head into my room, put my bag down and walked over to my shelf, I pulled out one of the books and which made part of the wall spin around, revealing my Huntstick, ninja suit and masks that I wore as Huntsgirl, I took them out, ready for when darkness came. ‘I can’t slay Jake,’ I thought ‘but I can still live up to my destiny. Being Huntsgirl may have brought me pain, but part of that pain became because I was Rose. Rose met Jake if she hadn’t I would have been able to slay him, no it wasn’t that simple. Everything happens for a reason and I guess I was just destined to get screwed over in life.’
I sat back down on my desk and took out the photo of Jake again.
‘I’ll figure it out someday,’ I said to myself ‘my life has a purpose and one day I’m going to find it.’
Jake’s P.O.V
After the bell had gone and everyone had left school for home, I stayed around; I still had a little unfinished business to deal. Jeff was in detention with Rotwood, after having talked during class, which really is a bit much for talking. Just because he had a bad history at his old school, he didn’t even give him the benefit of the doubt.
I snuck over, to the window and pressed my ear against, nothing.
‘Ear of the dragon,’ I said and then pressed my ear against the window. I couldn’t really her much just s a loud noise that sounded like snoring. I looked up through the window, what I’d heard was snoring. Rotwood was asleep and Jeff was just sitting at the desk he had a Swiss Army Knife out and was carving something into top of the desk.
‘Hey, Jeff,’ I called, sort of whispered so I wouldn’t wake Rotwood.
He didn’t look up
‘Jeff.’ I said a little louder this time.
He still didn’t notice, I pick up a small rock and threw it through the open window hitting him in the head.
‘Ow! What the hell?’ he said, seeing the rock that I threw. He looked out the window and saw me so walked over.
‘W.T.F man, what are you doing?’ he said
‘Getting you out of here,’ I said
‘Aw, c’mon man!’ he said ‘don’t try that. You’ll just get in trouble too.’
‘No way, you took the blame for me, so I owe you,’ I said ‘now come on.’ And I extended my hand to help him out the window and he reluctantly accepted it. I saw his glove slip off as he climbed down and I tried to get a glimpse of what was on his hand but couldn’t see.
‘Thanks man,’ he said pulling his glove back on.
‘No problem.’ I said a little confused by his glove ‘I’m Jake by the way, Jake Long.’
‘Hey cool, nice to meet you. I’m Jeff, but you already know that.’
‘Yeah, so uh where are you from again?’ I asked
‘Oh, I’m from Baltimore, in Maryland.’
‘Man, that’s pretty far away, what’d you move here for?’
‘Well, my parents got into a fight and they kinda of divorced and my dad got custody of the kids, me. We moved here because this is where he works and he said he knew someone who used to go to this school, awhile ago…’
‘Yeah, so did I,’ I thought, thinking of Rose, again!
‘And that’s why I transferred here.’ Jeff finished.
‘Man, that’s too bad sorry about your folks breaking up and all.
‘Don’t be, I could tell it was going to happen, they were always fighting, mum was really pissed of at dad because he was never at home, always working here.’
‘So, what school did you go to? Before this one.’
‘Baltimore High,’ he replied.
‘Was it hard y’know leaving your friends after transferring?’
‘Well not that it makes a difference, but I didn’t really transfer I was, kinda, traded.’
‘Traded?’ I asked ‘What do you mean?’
‘Well, a kid from your school left and took my place and I took hers.’
‘They were a ‘she’!’ I asked ecstatically
‘Yeah, so?’
‘Well, what did she look like?’ I asked determined to get an answer
‘I gotta be honest with you man, I don’t really remember.’
‘Well, c’mon!’ I said ‘think!’
‘Okay, well uh she was like blonde and she blue eyes, I think. Oh and she wore like pink paints and a white shirt.’
‘That’s her!’ That’s gotta be Rose,’ I though excitedly
‘Are you okay man?’ Jeff asked ‘you just seem a little, edgy.’
‘I’m sorry, I gotta go, Jeff. See you tomorrow.’ I said all at once, I rushed home and grabbed the phone, I had to tell Trixie and Spud. I dialled in Trixie’s number and waited, listening to each ring, finally the call was connected.’
‘Hello?’ Trixie said from the other line.
‘I know where Rose is!’ was all I could say.
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Post by americanhuntsgirl on Apr 3, 2006 21:50:30 GMT -5
PLease!please! Go on!!! I begg you!
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Post by goldendragon on Apr 4, 2006 10:20:20 GMT -5
Superemo
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Post by ADJLFanatic on Apr 4, 2006 20:12:44 GMT -5
Does that really have to do with any comment for this story OR the topic? Don't rankpost, please... Anyway, I like this story. I read it like Sunday or Saturday and I forgot to comment it. ;;XP saw it on FFnet too... and I saw all of the reviews... Grr, I'm jealous..;;;XDDDDDD I'll be keeping a close eye on this story. Hehe, awesome.
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Post by goldendragon on Apr 6, 2006 11:19:47 GMT -5
cool story
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