Chapter TwoA Chapter by Ian FarawayFor the next few rehearsals we didn’t speak much, other than the typical ‘hi’ or ‘bye’. She played her part and I played mine. And each time my face looked like it was about to pop strawberries. Of course, I stayed professional. After all, it’s what actors did and I wasn’t going to go chasing after a girl after what Cassie did to me. Man, Cassie. The one girl I made laugh and made me happy. Only to find out she was a w***e, she was uncertain of who she wanted and slept around. She thought all she was good for was having sex and having babies. Her grades, down. Her ego, down. Her confidence was next to none. It was disappointing, and a harsh truth that every girl that might seem perfect…isn’t. But Sarah, she was one of very few people where I got the vibe where something didn’t seem right. I was intrigued and fascinated by her. A girl who beautiful having such a dark past? It means she wasn’t one to take things for granted like the beautiful girls at my school. Daddys’ little girls. During one rehearsal in late June, Sarah Ryder led a acting game called Psychiatrist where everyone answered and had something in common. And the “Psychiatrist” would have to find out where they had in common. When she walked up to me with such a straight face, but those round, innocent looking eyes, I couldn’t help but just grin. Damn me.”Dakota, how do you feel today?” Gentle, soft voice. It was driving me insane to the point where I felt like just jumping onto her. But I controlled myself, I had to. What would she think if I did that? She didn’t know me and I didn’t know her. Simple conclusion? Rape. “I don’t know. Sometimes I feel yellow and then I’ll be blue. It’s strange.” I replied. The connection was that we all used a color in our responses. After the game ended, we started OFFICIALLY rehearsal. Same lines, same red face, same desires. After rehearsal I walked up to her outside and tapped her shoulder gently. She turned around surprised.”Oh! Dakota, you scared me!” “Yeah, sorry. My ninja skills sometimes get in the way of having a normal life.” I replied looking everywhere but at her face. She smiled.”I see. Anything I can do for you?” She asked obviously freaked out I bugged her and didn’t have a reason. “Oh, yeah. I was wondering how you do that southern voice so well. I mean, I’m a southern and you can do it better than I can. You’re such an amazing actress.” I said stupidly as the last sentence came out with wonder. She laughed.”Thanks. I’ll take that as a compliment. I went to acting camp one summer. Ever since then I haven’t really put my newly mastered skills to the test.” She smiled and I felt like I needed sunglasses to even look in her direction. That’s how bright her smile was to me. “Yes well, I plan on putting your so called skills to the test, then.” I said teasingly. “Bring it on! I’m not afraid of a little challenge.” She replied. “That’s fine. What about a big challenge?” I retorted. “Touché, Mr. Sam Maxwell. I’ve got to go. See you around.” She said. I couldn’t say anything else. My throat was swollen and my heart was pacing too much to even think of something else to say. But I managed to wave slightly as she drove off. After that I went home and did the usual; Facebook, homework, email, Facebook again. One night I was just playing Tetris on Facebook when I thought of something. A girl like Sarah Ryder must have an account on it. I went up to the browser at the top of my Faceook page and tapped the keyboard, hesitation gripped me little bit more the more I waited. I took a long breath and typed in ‘Sarah Ryder.’ Then pages of names popped up and I frowned. God I am pathetic for even trying to find her on here. She is way too damn good for you and I should know it. I went back to the homepage and just leaned back in my chair. I went to Kenny’s profile to leave him a wall post when I noticed something. Underneath his new status,” Hogwarts exists?” Faceook said that he recently befriended Sarah Ryder. I clicked the name and immediately I knew it was her. God she was so beautiful. She was sitting at a marble top table and was smiling at the camera. A patch of cookies laid in front of her. What did I learn when I saw this picture? I learned two things. One, I’m officially obsessed and hating it. Two, she was a baker. So many questions ran into my head at that point. Do I send a friend request? Will she be freaked out by me sending one? God, why the hell is she so sexy? And Are those chocolate chip cookies? I admit as soon as I saw the cookies I got a little hungry for cookies. And no one can blame me for it because everyone loves cookies except cookie Nazis. I took a breath and did not release it. I pressed Send Friend Request and pressed Send again when another window asking about friends popped up. After it sent, I stared at the screen still holding my breath. I didn’t realize this until I felt dizzy. I released it and almost fell off my chair with the head and heart ache I got. I was playing Tetris again when a notification popped up saying that Sarah Ryder Accepted My Friend Request. I realized that I needed an ice pack because I fell off the chair when I read it. © 2010 Ian FarawayAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on July 27, 2010 Last Updated on July 27, 2010 AuthorIan FarawaySomewhere, NHAboutIan Faraway is simply a pen name and is not my actual name. Here are a few things to note: 1. If you need me to read anything you've written, please feel free to PM me. Also, let me know if you.. more..Writing
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