Summer Skies and Jazz

Subject: Summer Skies and Jazz Tue Feb 15, 2011 4:21 pm

Ohhkayy . . . I've had this idea for quite a while now, didn't know what to do with it Razz

So, here ya go Very Happy

Hope you like it ^o^ I'm totally exited about how it turns out to be like lol xD Hope you guys like it :-)

Summer Skies and Jazz

Look, I didn’t want my life to turn out this way.

I didn’t want my life to crumple down to complete waste whenever I thought. “Okay, this time, I won’t ruin other people’s lives by blowing up stuff unintentionally,” and try to lead a normal life and believe every lie my parents told me because, “I love the way they lie.” No, I’m not as senseless as Rihanna, and I’m not a celebrity but I occasionally pop up on T.V.

My life is dangerous, scary and it was very rare I came back home without a scratch.

Well, you’re an ordinary kid reading this, thinking its fiction and none of this actually happened. I envy you for thinking that.

But if you think and exclaim while reading, “Oh gosh! I’m just like that!” or “The same happened with me!” Then stop reading right away! You might be one of us!

And then don’t whine at that time saying I didn’t warn you.

My name is more commonly known as Emily Y. Evans . . . Until the day Evans got kicked out.

I think you can guess that, yeah my parents are divorced. Now my name is Emily Yardley. I know, weird name. But I have to live with it. Until a few months ago, I had finished my IGSCE’s in Edexcel and went straight to University. Don’t ask me why, I was just as confused as you are right now. I also had no one who could give me a straight answer, so shut up.

Everything went wrong when my mom divorced my dad, took me to Germany and I barely arrive home alive. But unfortunately, it’s my life and I can’t change it.

I stared blankly in space, hearing the constant tik tok of the clock on the table. I longed to hear that distant meow, consoling me about what happened at the first day of my new university.

I finally came to realize, Hermy won’t reply again. Mom told me she had to give her away (or more obviously, she got thrown out of the car). Poor Hermy, my poor cat and only friend. I tried hard not to cry but somehow I couldn’t control myself.

On that topic, I just made a friend! Not just one friend, three friends! I just broke my record! Strify and Kiro were so sweet! Bill on the other hand was just plain weird!

I met Strify in the cafeteria, I actually bumped into him, but he took the blame and we became friends! I couldn’t believe a hot guy like him would ever want a friend like me! I mean, he was just a dream boat! I loved his silky hair, blonde from the front and black from the back; his eyes . . . Don’t get me started! His beautiful blue eyes, they weren’t dark or light, the perfect colour of blue you can get. Now would you believe that I can’t believe that he befriended me?

Now Kiro was just the expression of sweet, nice, cute and cuddly. I met him in History class, and he let me copy his notes since the first day um, like since the school re-opened. He seemed like a teddy bear, the type who would always hug you back and make you smile. His eyes were green . . . my favorite colour in eyes. And his nose! Ahhh! Just too adorable!

And well Bill . . . was my male version. I had short black hair cut like spikes, my electrifying blue eyes (my only feature I loved), and the way I wore black eye liner. My favorite pair of Levi’s jeans, they seem old and tattered but I bought them last month and my freakish obsession with the colour black. And Bill, he seemed more mature, serious and unhappy with life more than I was. He was slimmer and paler than me, his hair was like gelled a bit too much. I guessed by how fed up he was with life, that he was twenty-one and in third year . . . I suppose. The extra weirder thing was that he made me feel angrier and a whole chain-reaction of emotions I thought didn’t I didn’t have. He was of course different than I was somehow. He has sea-green eyes, a perfect nose . . . literally perfect nose, jaw line and bone-structure! He gave the impression that he was an over-pampered super-model but the thing was, he gave the impression of a million things! I forgot to mention, when you’re around him, he reminds you of the calm sea, he confuses your thoughts and yeah, you’re emotions go haywire.

He still had the effect going through me; I could still feel those emotions running through. Do I get angry and annoyed by little things?

Yup. Also, am I a troubled kid? Yeah. You can say that.

In my life, I’ve had experiences no one can ever believe. I was there at the time the Twin Towers were blown down; I was like a small kid so yeah nobody believed me. I thought I saw a whole lighting blot struck the building down and I saw a person standing in the middle of the towers. I think there was a person there, but everything was smoky so I must’ve have mistaken it.

The next thing was that I thought a man was stalking me when I was fifteen and coming home from school. He didn’t seem real, like I heard clip clop, clip clop, sounds coming. Okay. I know you might think I’m crazy but no, I’m not! I seriously heard this!

I guess you get my snow drift. I’m weird, I get delusions, and anything not related to this world or might have existed.

Yes. I am crazy. Sometimes I think I can control the sky . . . strange right? Of course! I think I’m not one of these people. I think I’m an alien or something. But, there’s one thing which surprised me. I didn’t feel this way around Bill. Like I said, he’s like me in some bizarre way. No other human has made me feel this way before, pfft, I know what you’re thinking: LOVE. Two words. N-O. I’m gay for God’s sake!

But somewhere deep inside my heart, I think Bill feels the same way about the world too. Wait, why am I thinking that? Oh yeah. I’m crazy.

“I wish today it will rain all day, maybe that will kinda make the pain go away.” Wow, so not inspiring. My iPods still running . . . WHAT!? I looked around in my bag but my iPod was off, how strange? And, a male voice was singing. I ran up to my window, pure silence. It was like a leaf hadn’t moved. Bizarre.

Well, my life is bizarre, things happen which don’t seem real. My mom has I’m schizophrenic; I think I am one, because I see things which other people don’t. And of course step-dad has always something to say about it! “Of course she’s schizophrenic! She always says that someone stands beside me!” Oh how I hate him! It’s true that I see someone stand beside him, and you don’t want to know what it is.

My life is weird, crazy, awkward, bizarre, alienish (if that’s a word?), and most of all NEVER happy. I won’t be surprised if people tell me I have Alexia or thousands of other mental disorders, but actually I have none. That’s what I believe.

I heard the thunder rumble, for a moment I thought someone was talking to me, but I realized no one was here cause the rain started pouring down heavily. I love the rain. I don’t love the feeling of rain, but I just do somehow. I think I can understand it . . . ? Weird.

I guess I should end things on a philosophical note. “It was a dark and stormy night.” HAH! A bit too weird I suppose? Well, then good night! Wait, it’s not even dark yet! I hate it when my mind gets messed up.

“Can I drive you home? Can I crash into your life? Can you fix my soul? Can you break my heart tonight?” I swear I heard someone singing! The sweet voice and lyrics got to me! I don’t know which ghost was singing, I literally fell in love with the voice. I started to cry after getting the lyrics. Yes, I’m sentimental too. Oh golly! Mental again.

Subject: Re: Summer Skies and Jazz Fri Feb 18, 2011 8:19 pm

I NEED MORE :O
weird, exciting, strange. CONTINUEE PLEASEE:D

Subject: Re: Summer Skies and Jazz Sat Feb 19, 2011 10:51 am

LOL, thanks Very Happy

I wasn't expecting to write more but hehe, I got involved in the story xD So here ya go :3

Chapter Two

I had a vivid dream that night.

Thunder boomed overhead as the rain pelted my skin hardly. I loved it, the rain spoke to me. I talked to it, let my feelings out. The wind was blowing hard; it was hard enough to blow houses and trees down. I felt happy, ecstatic, awesomeness was going through my veins, and you know what? I wanted this to last forever. I didn't want the rain to stop, I didn't want this feeling to end, and I was clinging on to this as though of it ended I would die.

I heard screaming, okay, which mad person would scream when it's raining!? I finally opened my eyes, and saw. Yeah it was the weirdest thing I saw. Obviously, no one else will see it except me! The ground was shaking; waves were forming on the beach, tsunami type huge waves! And addition to that the thunder and lightning would make anyone make run for their lives.

I saw, an eagle, horse and a creature . . . It didn't seem real, the eagle was as huge as a small fighter jet! The horse seemed like a train. And the creature looked somewhat of a Minotaur, but half of its body was in flames, it wasn't screaming but it was enjoying the fire.

They were fighting, and all the disasters were growing stronger and stronger but I was protected by them. I was safe from everything, but I knew I had to stop them! I thought I had some relation with them, yeah another reason for me to be mental. I started to run toward them but my knees were aching and my legs were heavy and weak. I couldn't stop, I had to run, but my legs weren't letting me. My brain was having a debate about to let me run or not. It was dangerous, I could get killed, and nothing could stop me. I wanted to stop but on the other hand I needed to run.

Someone grabbed my hand softly, and held me back. I didn't know who it was but I felt safe. The person came close to me, I felt their body behind me and I felt their breath on my neck. I shivered, and I shook my head, what the hell was I doing!? I turned and saw him. My mouth fell open at the sudden amount of beauty my eyes met. He was an angel; his eyes were sea-blue and shining through the darkness.

'Where were you going?' his soft velvety voice spoke to me.

I couldn't answer him back, my brain was rambling the answer, my stupid brain, stupid, stupid, STUPID brain! 'I was going to stop their fight, th-theirs,' I pointed towards the extra ordinary animals, but they were gone! YEAH! Obviously they would go; I was the only person who could see them!

'Whose fight?' even though I couldn't see his face properly I could hear the curiosity in his voice. How the hell was I going to explain that weird fight?

'Uh . . . I guess it was some um . . . Weird illusion I think,' the best I could explain of my experience of the freaky giant animals.

'You seem tense, don't be. Okay?' his voice soothed me and I started to feel less tense. Suddenly this rage inside me grew and I went all out.

'But you don't know!' I cried back, 'You don't know my mind, you bloody don't know me! I'm not normal! My parents say I have schizophrenia, I see things which other people can't, know do you think I can be happy and not tense!? I'm weird freaky and my life is unhappy! Don't tell me what to do what I can't do!'

'Hey,' he said and took my hand in his velvety soft hands. 'Calm down, nothing is wrong with you. I'm just like you, a bit different but I know what you feel,' he tried to convince me that he was just like me, but I knew he wasn't and that angered me more.

'Stop making me feel more ba-' but he stopped me from saying anything because his lips met mine. I was flabbergasted; I couldn't do anything but kiss back because his luscious lips were so breathtaking. His lips were so soft and -

I woke up with a start.

I scanned my surrounding and I found out that I was in my room, all alone but the storm outside was pelting down like no tomorrow. And the angel, he was from my dream too. My hand went through my hair, I was breathing heavily, and it was just a dream. I tried to reassure myself but it certainly felt real. I got up from my bed and looked at the clock; it was five in the morning, another three hours till University. I went back to bed, what was that dream about? I knew weird things happen to me but dreams . . . My dreams were never weird and yeah because I never dreamt! My life's a puzzle, and I had to solve it by myself. No help, I never had help so yeah.

The hours went by like minutes, I think a lot but sometimes it feels like I missed an important part in life which everyone knows. It was seven before I knew it.

I got out of bed unwillingly and went to the bathroom; I took a long hot shower. I never took cold showers, not even in summers; I always thought they were for psychopaths. But I was labeled one, go figure. I did everything slowly but every minute went by like seconds. Before I realized it, it was seven thirty it took me half an hour to reach University. I changed my clothes not knowing what I was putting on but I made sure it was black, and then I put on some messy eye liner and went out of my room grabbing my Nike bag.

I sped downstairs, I ran past a window but something was unusual. I went back and looked at the sky; it was totally black with lightning making it feel like it was day. I thought that was normal and went down, and unexpectedly met step-dad. He had something in his hands, a box. Wait, what? Is he giving me a present?

'Emily come here,' he gestured me towards the drawing room. Doesn't he know I'm getting late for University!? I followed him anyway.

'Here's a little present from your mom and me, your previous mobile couldn't get fixed so here's an iPhone 4, the latest,' he smiled toothily at me and I recoiled a bit he looks so creepy that way. I took it and said a small thanks and went out the door and started to run but Manuel our butler called my name. I turned back and he was in dads car, 'Ms. Emily, master told me to drop you off to your University.' Wow, weird.

iPhone 4 was awesome, all my contacts were in there. Well only two, my cousins and my friend! Oh my God! I'd forgotten about them! Zara Kahn, my cousin, she lives in London and I barely meet her. She was two years younger to me but we seemed like long lost sisters. I seriously wanted to kill myself for forgetting about them! And my friend, Ahsan Yousaf, I met him in Spain. I had to go there for a student exchange program, and I met him. He was just like me, we had so many things in common it felt like I'd known him since like forever it was creepy but as I told you creepy things happen to me.

I had SO many messages from them, I was feeling so guilty for blocking those people from my mind but so many bad things were happening to me, I seemed to forget about my happy life.

But after reading their messages I felt happy tears coming in my eyes, and when I was going to reply to them I had already reached University.

OKAY. Today. Was. Totally. Weird.

You heard it right. And yeah, there's a hundred percent chance that I'll get expelled. You don't want to know what happened, I was trying to do something else and Bill was behind me I hope he would try and defend me. But that's not going to happen I guess.

I was sitting in the principal’s office, in his eyes I was a delinquent. I didn't do anything wrong! I just hope Bill helps me get out of this mess, he doesn't even know me! Why would he help me!?

I had gone through so many principals offices I wasn't feeling that scared but I was because Bill was sitting right next to me.

'So Mizz Yardley, what explanation do you have for this?' the way he spoke made me feel real uncomfortable.

How the hell was I going to explain to him what happened during the walk to the art class? How can I tell him that my teacher became a vulture with long weird claws bit enough to scratch through metal? She lounged at me! I screamed and my hand went through the air making a sign, which I didn’t know off. And THEN, you want to know what happened? A lightning bolt . . . A freaking lightning bolt, came from the sky and HIT my vultures teacher in the head and she vanished and left the normal teacher wounded on the floor. And with Bill right beside me, and I didn’t know he was here; he just came out of thin air!

‘Um, sir,’ I coughed but Bill butted in. What does he want!?

‘I’m sorry sir, it was my fault. I was actually running to give Emily her art book when I collided with the teacher and the book kind of injured her. She doesn’t have anything to do with this.’

Yeah, I didn’t have anything to do with this, I did it all! Why was he taking the blame for me!? But you know what? The principal gave us both a punishment, if ANYTHING like this EVER happens again, he’ll expel us both . . .

When we got out of school Bill was following me, he grabbed my hand but I turned around and faced him filled with anger.

‘Why the hell did you take the blame for me!? I was . . .’ he cut me off, I HATE IT when people do that!

‘We need to leave!’ he commanded, he never looked this frightened before. Well, I just met him yesterday for God’s sake, I’m such a dumbo!

‘Why?’

‘It’s not safe anymore, tell your parents school is leaving for a trip and you have to go. Come with me and . . .’ this time I cut him off, I was so angry I wanted to do the lightning bolt thingy at him right now!

‘Oh yeah? Why am I in trouble!? And why did I have to come with you!? I don’t even know you!’

‘I know, I know. But you have to. It’s not safe, if you don’t come with me I’ll make you leave by tomorrow,’ he left me there, my head swarming with questions and anger. He’s SO on my bad list of weird people now.

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