Happy Belated Birthday Tai Yuin ! (: Haha . Okay I'm really sorry for doing this late .
Lols . I kinda forgot and I had no time to go online yesterday (:
Whee . Anyway , hope you had a great birthday !
I heard Gavin's is coming up soon .
Gahhh .
Sorry Tai Yuin .
Mumbo Jumbo (:
I've gotta tell you something in ballet ! :D
AH .
It's a secret , which I so wanna puke out now .
Anyway anyway .
LOVE YOU .
Nicole (:
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We can't all hide from reality .
A mask of happiness , where everyone is beautiful .
Haters make me FAMOUS .
Heart of Glass . (More like eye (: )
It hurts , but you still love it anyway . ___________________________________________________________________
This is Alexandre . He's so hot ! :D . Hahaha . He's on deviantart . So yadda , yadda . He takes brill pictures . I looove it (: . Hahahaha . The thing that amazes me is the intensity of his blue eyes , and the numer of shades it has ( even if it might have been photoshopped ) . Boo .
___________________________________________________________________ A gold sheet of light bounced off the smooth surfaces , enlightening the path of it's brilliant rays . Light poured into the room and pooled into dozens of suns on the tiled floor . The winds flirted with the thin transparent curtains , dancing to their own rhythm . The orange autumn leaves fluttered about outside of the room , their dried brittle forms grazing against tall oak trees .
A girl sat in a chair , her face filled with grim determination . Wisps of hair fell against her fringe ; the rest , held up by an old black scrunchie . She edged her glassers back onto her nose , and pushed the stray hairs out of her eyes . A smudge of blue tainted her peachy , radiant skin , but it didn't matter . She didn't care . Her tongue peeked out from her mouth , her face almost a grin .
Another nimble stroke of her brush and expressions poured out of her face . Guilt , madness , happiness , determination , frailness . A dangerous type of beauty . She dabbed her brush into the steel blue coloured paint again and worked her passion onto the canvas .
A new creation .
She pushed back her hair behind her ears , feeling the wind against her slender neck . She swiped away gently at the film of sweat that gathered on the top of her upper lip . Her eyes were still and emotionless , like she ws part of a distant space and time , so lost in her confsed imagination , her limitless thoughts about everything in the world . Each stroke of the brush perfected her masterpiece , and she wasn't the only one to see it .
Outside the door stood a boy , peeking in curiously . His fingers gently tapped against the glass , rhythimcally to the beating of his heart in his chest . He flattened his spikey hair against the pane , staring down at his shoes . Pressing his hand to his face lightly , he sighed . A flurry of thoughts crosses his mind when he came here . Just watching , waiting . A new emotion that kept him hungry for more . Each day , savouring the moment where he could just watch and be amazed by the perfection she created on paper .
He looked up again , but all he saw was the portrait , and the girl wasn't there .
In the portrait , a lady with flawless , honey gold skin and steely cold blue eyes stared back at him , cold and unwilling . His heart freezed in his chest . Among all , this was the one that stood out and shocked him . It was scary beautiful . The cold , sea blue eyes that held his gaze sealed away his whirlwind of hurried thoughts .
He caught a movement on his right .
There she was . With her soft , dark hair floating around her flawless skin . The nostalgic picture that she made against the cream coloured walls without trying . She looked at him intently with her black eyes , a small grin that was hinting at the edge of her lips . He sighed again . His fingers were shaking from the excitment of being caught , and the way she could look at him and make time stop . He turned the handle and stepped in .
" I can exp-"
"Why don't you come in ? Why do you always stay outside ?"
Her eyes burned with curiousity as he gently closed the door behind him . He gave an embarrasing cough and blood rushed to his head . There was a long pause . So long , his ears started to ring and his feet shuffled among each other . He jammed his hand into his pocket and ran his fingers through the length of his hair . She remained still and silent , leaning against the wall and crossing her arms . Her eyes was tinged with humour .
"I thought you'd be afraid of me , and I wouldn't be able to come back here anymore ."
She threw her head back in laughter , showing the entire length of her slender neck , exposing the soft skin that was covered by her hair . Her laughter rang in his mind over and over again and his heart raced for another glimpse of what she truly was like when she wasn't drawing . There was silnce again , but it was welcoming . They greedily ate it up , trying to think of something ncie to say .
" Why would I be afraid , now ?"
Her eyes beseeched his , his senses tingling , his blood singing . Amusement caused her to smile at him . She was opening up to him , and now , taking slow and graceful steps forwards . He smiled back politely , a mysterious tinge at the edge of his mouth . He took a step forward , and another .
" You have no idea ," he smiled , showing his teeth .
She grinned back . " Why don't you give me one ," she teased .
He pulled her to him and enveloped her body with his strong arms . He thumbed away a blue paint smudge from her cheek and smiled down at her . With that , he sealed his longing confession with a touch of her dainty lips against his . He kept his confused emotions at bay and kissed her willingly . Passion flowed through their bodies , pulsating with every beat of their hearts . Their fingers entwined , locking away all their fears and suspicion . In a way they were talking , without saying anything at all .
After a while , he pulled away .
"How was that for afraid ?" he whispered into her ear .
She smiled . " I don't know," she said . " Better try again ."
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Nicole (:
No matter how strong we pretend to be ,
we can all be fragile .
But everyone in the vicinity fell for it .
Our painted on brave masks ,
the ones that hide who we are.
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