Monday, December 16, 2013
Lyricist (excuse my lack of mindblowing titles)
Ahaha new story...blop
"The reason is, Lyra is ambitious, and me...I'm not, and that's why my mom hates me."
It made me think of Lyra and our lunch date later. "I'm pretty sure she doesn't hate you."
"You don't know that./You don't get it. I'm like my dad. She hates my dad, because he wanted me--us to live a peaceful/ordinary life, and she disagreed."
"...What happened then?" I was dreaming of sushi, nearly salivating.
"Well, they're divorced now. I visit him every once in a while, but my mom doesn't like it. It makes her feel like she's admitting defeat every time I want to see him and not her.
She wanted to be famous, Dean, and I ruined it. But now she has Lyra, and she will never stop pushing her. I-I don't know what to do..."
She sobbed quietly, her shoulders shaking. What was I supposed to do? I knew Lyra would laugh it off in a moment, but Cara was different. I reached out tentatively and placed my hands on her shoulders.
She stiffened, her sobs stopping, and I flushed, quickly pulling back. She-she's so small, so...fragile. I couldn't name the emotion that came over me. I wanted to protect her, to never let her cry again, to--
I shook my head, trying to clear away those thoughts. Talent agent. That's what I am. Talent agents don't have time for those thoughts. I tried to think of Lyra, and how she was the one I should give my attention to. Build your way to the top, Uncle had said.
It was silent. When I looked up, Cara was furrowing her eyebrows, something she always did when she was worried. -----And suddenly I realized that, somehow along the way, I had shifted to trying to get to know her, not to recruit her. And I liked it that way.
All thoughts of Lyra immediately vanished from my head. I reached out and pulled Cara into my/an embrace. "I will never let anyone hurt you again."
Oh, Dean, you are a cruel, twisted child. I just made you up today but you already have too much background it scares me.
Lolololololololol~ I've actually been singing that as a song...LOL
I just keep reading this and giggling. Excuse me.
"The reason is, Lyra is ambitious, and me...I'm not, and that's why my mom hates me."
It made me think of Lyra and our lunch date later. "I'm pretty sure she doesn't hate you."
"You don't know that./You don't get it. I'm like my dad. She hates my dad, because he wanted me--us to live a peaceful/ordinary life, and she disagreed."
"...What happened then?" I was dreaming of sushi, nearly salivating.
"Well, they're divorced now. I visit him every once in a while, but my mom doesn't like it. It makes her feel like she's admitting defeat every time I want to see him and not her.
She wanted to be famous, Dean, and I ruined it. But now she has Lyra, and she will never stop pushing her. I-I don't know what to do..."
She sobbed quietly, her shoulders shaking. What was I supposed to do? I knew Lyra would laugh it off in a moment, but Cara was different. I reached out tentatively and placed my hands on her shoulders.
She stiffened, her sobs stopping, and I flushed, quickly pulling back. She-she's so small, so...fragile. I couldn't name the emotion that came over me. I wanted to protect her, to never let her cry again, to--
I shook my head, trying to clear away those thoughts. Talent agent. That's what I am. Talent agents don't have time for those thoughts. I tried to think of Lyra, and how she was the one I should give my attention to. Build your way to the top, Uncle had said.
It was silent. When I looked up, Cara was furrowing her eyebrows, something she always did when she was worried. -----And suddenly I realized that, somehow along the way, I had shifted to trying to get to know her, not to recruit her. And I liked it that way.
All thoughts of Lyra immediately vanished from my head. I reached out and pulled Cara into my/an embrace. "I will never let anyone hurt you again."
Oh, Dean, you are a cruel, twisted child. I just made you up today but you already have too much background it scares me.
Lolololololololol~ I've actually been singing that as a song...LOL
I just keep reading this and giggling. Excuse me.
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