Imagining

I haven't posted anything in ages so I wrote something quickly. It's really short but I think it's good this way. 

She was just sitting there.

She looked so beautiful; her long, brunette hair was tucked behind her ears, rolling down her back in a soft, dark mess. She had her hands tucked gently under her small chin and her brows knit together as she concentrated hard on the large book laid open on the table in front of her. It was hard to tell whether she was studying or reading a really good book.

A waiter came over to her table and placed a new steaming hot cup of tea down next to the cup that had gone cold. She looked up and smiled gratefully, it was angelic; the way her face lit up as if she had just been given the world. She took the cup in her hands and let her book fall shut and her hair slip from behind her ears. She looked up and out the window onto the crazy city with the loud dangerous streets and whirling rush of people. Her eyes caught in the sunlight, they were emeralds, a clear, sparkling, green against her delicate ivory skin.

She blushed when she saw me looking at her but I couldn't stop staring. I smiled at her, she returned the favour by tucking her hair behind her eyes shyly and smiling down at her hands. This gorgeous girl.

I opened my notebook and wrote down “I think you’re beautiful, good luck with your book.” then teared this piece of paper and stuck it under my empty cup. I got up and swung my bag over my shoulder then headed for the door, I took one last glance and saw her looking back, curiously.

Then I walked out that ordinary coffee shop and left her, I didn't even know her name.

Another beginning that I won't finish...

Hey there, I know that it's been a while. I've been writing a lot, however I don't think its particularly blog ready, yet...
However, here is something I wrote a little while ago, enjoy... (Sorry if there's any grammatical or spelling errors)

The Lightbulb

I was sitting in class when realisation had hit me.

It was last lesson, biology, so naturally I had zoned out the second we’d all sat down and the only thing I was sure about was that it had something to do with surface area and the rate of reaction which sounded like a string of words I’d rather use to hang myself with than listen to a single sentence about and a load of other crap that would help me pass my exams. Oh well. I never wanted to be a scientist anyway.

Anyway, I had been thinking about Seb. Sebastian Halkes. What a perfect name. And i’d realised after five years of sitting in the friend zone, being mildly comfortable with watching him from a distance, that I, Bella Piercson, had had enough. I’d been single for months, nearly years now and I couldn’t take it any longer. It’s not like i’d struggled through life, melancholy and alone. No, i’d an adequate amount  of male attention and felt confident enough in saying i considered myself more towards ‘experienced’ than to ‘novice’. Especially within my friendship circle.

I’d decided right there and then that I wouldn’t just walk aimlessly through life anymore; I would seek out the things I wanted and grab them, and in this very moment what I wanted more than anything was to be more than anything to Seb.

See I’d known Seb since the beginning of year seven when he was in year nine, and we’d formed a friendship a few months into the school year after group outings and mutual friends. We weren’t best friends, maybe not even close friends but we knew things about each other and we talked from time to time. He made me laugh too much and I found myself completely in awe when he spoke. Not just because he was absolutely gorgeous, but also because I loved the way he perceived life, and how he reacted to it. He was confident and honest, he always seemed to know exactly what was going on. Thats what I liked the most, his air of sureness. Of course I hadn’t been the only one to notice this and my sudden realisation had come from the fact that Seb had been single for over  two months now - or so sources say - and no girl had been in the picture at all; which was unnervingly yet joyfully unusual. This was Sebastian Halkes we were talking about here. And so, at two twenty one I had finally come to the conclusion that I would become Mrs Halkes. Well, maybe not that far, I would definitely become his girlfriend though. It was time to hatch a plan, and what better way to do so than to debrief Kim, my best friend and right hand girl.

“Kim”, I half whispered, half yelled at her. She was a few desks down from me, her head flopped to the side, propped up against her elbow. Her dark hair was hiding her face from view and i wouldn’t even be surprised if she was actually asleep. After I called again a little louder to no avail I wondered if maybe she had dozed off. She always was perfect with timing.

When the bell rung at three twenty signalling the end of the day I rose quickly from my seat, cramming everything into my bag as quickly as possible. Thankfully I reached the classroom door just as Kim was approaching it, I stood directly in front of her and anyone else trying to get out of the room.

“I have the most amazing idea.” I said fast, I could barely contain my excitement.

“Great, can we move ourselves to an area that isn’t in peoples way?” She asked, rolling her eyes and pushing past me. I followed her quickly as she walked out of the science block.

We both pushed the double doors open and she started laughing.

“Okay, lets hear it.”

We walked by the side of each other towards the school gate, everyone else pushed past loudly and rudely especially the younger ones. I couldn’t wait to leave this school.

“I have a proposal, about Seb.”

“Aha!” She practically jumped in the air and turned to face me, her long hair whipped around her shoulders and nearly took out my eye with it.

“I knew it was about him, go on.” We’d both completely stopped moving now and were standing inside the gate of the school, we were most definitely in the way.

I looked at her, she was just as excited as I felt.

“I’ve just had enough of sitting there with all these feelings for him and I think it’s time I let him know and make him feel the same way!”

“Bella this is absolutely the best idea you’ve ever had! It’s about time, I’ve had enough of hearing you mope about your lover.” She winked at me and I stuck my finger up at her.

“Oh my god, get out of the way!”, shouted some boy in the younger year, shoving Kim into me.

She shot him a nasty glare and muttered something about being rude.

“We better walk”, I said and we did.

I opened my car door and waved Kim off.

“Text me” she mouthed while waving back. I definitely would; we had much to discuss.

Clayton Loc

This is an opening to a story I wrote a few weeks ago. I haven't had much inspiration to continue it yet but maybe I'll overcome writers block soon enough. I hope you enjoy...

Clayton was a largish town to the west of the Cotswolds,unlike the places surrounding it with their tranquil cottages and country lanes; Clayton Loc was busy, with high streets and modern flats surrounded by deep overgrown woods from the east to north carrying up the vast mountainous green that went on for miles and right in the middle was the loc, hence the towns name. It was an unusual place to live, a rural settlement with a bustling town nestled in the centre. Apart from that Clayton remained completely normal; no peculiar historical background or weird old man isolated from everyone else with dangerous stories to tell the curious children. The only thing strange was the always closed library, right at the end of the town, just off church road, right on the corner. No one even seemed to know it was there, everyone used the school library if they needed it.

A storm was brewing that night over clayton loc. Everyone could feel it; the humidity in the air, the heaviness of the sky. It was darker than usual, the sun had fled the sky quickly, taking safety with it. All was left was an eerie silence; it really was the calm before the storm.

Midnight came silently and the town was still as motionless, all the lights were out and the streets were bare. To a passerbyer Clayton Loc looked abandoned, a ghost town. Then the clouds rumbled loudly, a deep tremendous groan that slowly and strongly ripped through the calm skies and quiet.

Deep in the woods was a small clearing so untouched and desolate that you would barely know there was an open space. Above the clearing the clouds had been circling ferociously all night like a sea of sharks waiting the perfect moment to strike their prey. The storm carried on slow and heavy. Then it stopped. All the world paused like it was holding its breath, everything was silent again.

A quick rumbling began, slighter than the first but whether it lasted longer was unsure as only a second in, a pure white beam of light tore through the centre of the circling clouds colliding with the forest ground and creating a trembling quake, much louder than the thunder. It lasts a few seconds,so strong it lit up the whole forest and then it was gone. The world breathed out and everything came back to life, there was a calm again but not a pre storm warning anymore, a peaceful sigh of relief, the storm was over and everything was fine. So it seemed.

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Second chapter of my story, much shorter than the first...that's just how it turned out.

Chapter Two - A Gift

The night before any holiday can be pretty stressful, especially a whole family holiday half way across the world for two weeks. This was no exception for us Murphy’s. Mum was frantically rounding up passports, - and checking the expiration dates when dad gave her his old one by accident and she nearly had a fit - boarding passes and any other important paperwork needed and putting them into her pink plastic folder which then was placed into her smaller of suitcases, her hand luggage one. Dad had still not packed his bag and had only just returned - it was 9:30 - from the stables, he had said that it was of the utmost importance that all his horses were taken care of while he was away and expected to be contacted by his partner if the slightest of problem arose. Both Isaac and I had finished packed and were also on speaking terms again, and I had gone to help Emma pack.

“Emma, you do not need seven pairs of flip flops, why on earth do you have this many pairs?”

She looked at me with a frown on her face and her wild curly hair falling out of her ponytail. Everyone said that we look the same but I completely disagreed, she was beautiful and delicate with long curly hair and dark green eyes like Isaac and dad, her face was dotted with freckles like they had been gently touched on to her face by an artist, she was like a china doll, and she wasn’t too tall or too small. The only thing similar was our hair colour.

She went to reply but mum came in carrying six bottles of sunscreen,

“Okay girls, heres three each, starting out at forty, down to twenty five because honestly I don’t want you to go any lower, for some reason us ladies in the family are very fair skinned and I don’t want you sunburned, we can buy more if we need any when we’re over there.”

We each took three, “Have we all got the same?” I asked.

“No, Isaac and dad are starting at thirty but believe me, we are better off.”

Emma and I exchanged looks and then mum walked out muttering to herself.

“I better go put these in my bag.” I walked slowly to Emma’s door and hesitated as I went to walk out, “Oh, Emma, seven flippys: not necessary.”

“Gotcha!”, she answered distracted, I doubt she was even listening.

On the way to my bedroom I walked passed Isaac, he barely even noticed me as he was too busy on his phone. I continued on down the hall without saying a word until someone grabbed my arm and pulled me flying back.

“Woah! What?” I exclaimed and turned around to see who it was. Issac. So I guess he’d noticed me after all.

“What’s up?” I asked, assuming he wanted help packing.

“You know I text you saying I’d got you something?”

“Yeah?”

“Well, I was gonna give it to you earlier but you’d annoyed me so I didn’t want to.”

I rolled my eyes, brothers.

“I’m not in a mood anymore so would you like your present?”

I smiled, wondering what it could be, I nodded, “Yeah”.

He nodded back and turned walking to his room, “Follow me.”

I followed him into his bedroom which two hours ago had been the definition of tidy, was now covered in clothes, books, even some items of food.

“Wow, well we all know you’re back, Isaac.” I joked

He ignored me and went over to his desk, on it was a plastic bag, he reached in and pulled out a small black jewellery box, then he walked back over to me and placed it in my hands.

I was in awe, Isaac had always been a great brother but this was something all together.

Inside the box was a beautiful white gold necklace with a tiny little pale pink diamond stone, it was simple yet perfect, he defiantly knew what I liked.  

“Isaac, I-”

“I just wanted to get you something, from me, to show that I’m always here. I know how hard it is leaving school, a lot of things are gonna change. When I saw you this evening looking all grown up, like a woman. Well, it made me angry because you’re my little sister, I can’t always protect you like I used to, especially being away now. With Emma, I still have a few years to keep her away from boys but you’re sixteen now and I can’t watch over you all the time. So this is just a reminder that I’m always your big brother and I’m always protecting you and if any boy asks who gave you that necklace, well you can tell them exactly that.’”

I smiled widely and hugged him tightly, “Wow, thank you Isaac, it’s so beautiful, I can’t believe you actually picked this out for me.”

I let him go, he looked a little embarrassed after what he had said but I wasn’t phased, what he had done meant a lot and I was glad that I hadn’t gone back to Louise’s party.

After Isaac helped me with my necklace we went downstairs and watched some stupid action film that he chose, I felt it was only right for him to make the decision after what he’d done for me, half way through the film Emma came in and joined as, it was definitely one of my favourite moments, spending time with both my brother and sister without one of us wanting to rip each others hair out was rare.

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This is a short story I am working on, here's the first chapter...enjoy,

Chapter One - Coming Home

The bell rung loud throughout the school signalling the end of lunch and beginning of last lesson, I groaned internally at the thought of playing table tennis for the next hour and a half. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that it’s an offensive sport but just that i can think of many different ways I’d like to end my last day of school. I was relieved to have finished all my coursework before the last day and I don’t know why I still had to come in to school to do P.E. Next year I would be back as a six form student, I looked forward to that.

“Alyssa! Wait up!”

I turned around to see my friend Louise running up to me, a little flustered.

“Hey, whats up?” I asked curiously.

She had an excited look on her face, “I just spoke to Miss Williams, she said since we’ve finished all our coursework we can leave early!”

“Ah, yes!” I high fived her happily, “I was really not looking forward to table tennis.”

Louise lent against the wall slightly and nodded, “I know right, but this means you can come over to mine and we can get ready for my party!”

My smiled dropped, she’d been asking me for weeks to come to her end of school party but i really hadn’t thought of going at all. It would just be a house full of sweaty, drunk teenagers; that wasn’t my idea of fun.

Before i could saying anything Louise pushed on, “Look, I know you don’t like to drink but that’s fine, it will be fun just to hang out, also I heard Aaron say that he’s definitely going to speak to you if you turn up” She nudged me.

Aaron was tall and sporty, he went to the boys school twinned with ours and I had to admit he was attractive and seemed like a nice person but I wasn’t really that interested in him. Louise and I were the complete opposite, unlike me she had had her fair share of boyfriends. She was pretty different to me altogether, while I was fair skinned and blonde she was dark haired and a light golden colour that darkened in the sun almost as soon as she stepped outside. She was beautiful and curvy while I was flat and freckly.

“I don’t know if I’ll even be allowed, my brother is getting home from uni tonight and there’s some more packing I need to do before we leave.”

“Bring Isaac along!” She practically jumped at the thought of seeing my brother, I sighed, for as long as I’d known Louise she’d fancied my brother, when I told him he’d laughed and said she was cute, when I told her his response she had been confident from that moment on that he had felt the same way.

She grabbed my hand, “Just come for a few hours, so we can spend sometime together before you leave”

I looked around at the deserted corridor, everyone else was already in class, “Fine, for a few hours.”

“Yes!” She jumped and wrapped her arms around my neck, “It’s gonna be so fun!”

I laughed, “Yeah” although I seriously doubted it.

Three hours later I was laying on Louise’s bed in a tight black dress that was inappropriately high with my hair curled and loose, falling around my waist, I had to admit that I felt like I looked decent. Louise was standing in the mirror curling her eyelashes, she had a bodycon aztec dress on with long sleeves that emphasised her skinny arms. Her hair was long like mine and she had it tied up and a high ponytail with a ribbon.

The party wasn’t initially starting for another two hours but Louise had invited a few of the girls from school over that we were good friends with. There was Sophie, Alex and Kate, all extremely pretty girls, in party dresses. Kate had blonde hair like me except hers had been straightened and pinned at either side of her middle parting. She was sitting casually on Louise’s window sill, doing something on her phone.

I leaned over Louise’s bed and reached into my bag, retrieving my phone and turning it on. I had three new messages and an email. The email was from my teacher confirming that she’d received all necessary coursework. Then there were two messages from Isaac:

From: Isaac

Hey Ali, I’m on the train now,

should be there in an hour,

possibly two. I have something

for you. See you when I get there :P

From: Isaac

I can’t get hold of mum, are you at

home as I don’t have the keys?

The last one was sent half an hour ago, I mentally pinched myself for not seeing this sooner, if Isaac was locked out he’d be annoyed, I hoped that Emma was home from school to let him in.

From: Emma

Isaac just rung me saying

he was locked out, mum

and I are in town, you better

get home and let him in.

Damn it, I thought. Why can’t someone else go home and let him in? For one night can’t i just have some fun!

I got up from Louise’s bed, “Hey, Isaac’s locked out, I have to go home and let him him” I went to get my shoes.

Louise turned away from the mirror and looked at me, “You must be joking, can’t someone else go let him in?”

“Well mum and Emma are in town picking up last minute things for tomorrow and I’m not allowed to contact dad while at the races unless of an emergency.”

Louise sighed, “Okay, go let him in quick and then come straight back”

“I will, I promise”, I grabbed my coat and bag and went to the door, “I’ll be back in 10 minutes”

I heard some ‘okay’s and ‘bye’s before shutting the door and walking down the stairs.

Luckily Louise's house is a two minute walk from my house and I find myself outside my front gate without even realising. A familiar looking boy is sitting on the porch next to a massive suitcase and another big bag.

“Isaac!” I yell out, half walking, half running towards him, he recognises me straight away and gets up, pulling me into a tight hug, I missed him when he went away, I was glad he would be coming on holiday with us, it had been a long time since our whole family had been together, with Isaac at university and dad busy with the horses, our big family house looked empty and unhomely.

I slid the key into the lock and let us into the house, picking up his bag without realising how heavy it would be, “Wow, Isaac, what do you have in here, a dead body?”

He laughed and swept his arm under the bag, picking it up with ease, and carried both bag and suitcase into the hallway, I followed behind and turned the lights on, as well as the heating, the house got pretty cold, especially in the evenings. Then I went to look at Isaac, he was unzipping his bag and pulling out some pretty heavy duty books. No wonder it was so difficult to pick up.

“You know you’re meant to be on holiday right?”

He turned and looked at me, giving me the older sibling face, the one that says ‘I know what I’m doing, I am older than you, you know?’ And then he went back to retrieving his books. Isaac was the most intelligent in the family though he specialised in English Literature, he could annoyingly quote authors all the time, to fit any situation. It wasn’t exactly a surprise, he studied whenever he could, anything and everything he could get his hands on, when he had been living at home his bedroom was always clustered with big, expensive , hard-back books that you could only get in certain ancient libraries and bookstores.

Once he’d placed about seven books on the floor he looked up at me, well, up and down actually. His nose crinkled and he stared intently at me, “Ali, can I ask you why you are dressed the way you are?”

Oh, crap. I’d completely forgotten that I was in Louise’s dress, which I now noticed was way too short and revealing to be walking round my family in. “It’s Louise’s!” I started, “She’s having a party, start of Summer thing, you’re meant to dress up”

He looked at me, “Yeah, then why are you dressed down? To a vest top?”

I was flustered by his reply, he didn’t usually care about how I dressed. My slow reply gave him enough time to walk into the kitchen, I followed after him.

“Louise said you can come too!”

“No offence but, no thanks, I just got back from uni, it’s a non stop party.”

I highly doubted that, he was just making excuses.

“Well, I’ve let you in, so I’m going back”, I say, crossing my arms.

He laughed without looking at me and opened the fridge, “Not like that Ali, you will not leave this house looking like that. I know what boys will think when they see you.”

“And what’s that?”

He slammed the door of the fridge shut, “They will take advantage!”

Now I was offended, what kind of girl did he think I was?

“That is not going to happen.”

“Yeah, well I guess we won’t find out, don’t even think of leaving the house tonight, especially the night before we leave for holiday. What did you think? Do you want to sit on a twenty-one hour plane journey with a hangover?”

“I wasn’t going to get drunk!”

He walked past me with a glass of water, “Yeah, whatever Alyssa.”

I stared at his back resentfully, he could be so controlling, but I didn’t want him to be angry with me while we were on holiday, I wanted us all to have a good time so I decided I’d text Louise, she’d understand, we could always party when I came back from Australia.

Abruptly, Isaac appeared at the door, “And by the way, whose idea was it to buy four carton’s of apple juice? Not funny.”

I almost laughed as he walked away, Isaac despised apple juice, he said it was after going to a friends birthday party when he was five, he said he would never tell the story. Anyway, mum had thought it would be funny to buy them before he came home, he probably would of thought it too if I hadn’t of ruined his mood.

I’d texted Louise and made a cup of tea before heading up to my room to make sure everything was in order before we went away. I had been so excited when mum told us we were spending our first two weeks of the summer holiday in Australia, the furthest anyone had been in my friendship group was New York which is about nine hours but it still doesn’t beat a flight to Australia. I’d went out shopping with Louise and bought so many different items just for this holiday: floral patterns, flowy skirts, pastel crop tops, about ten different bikinis and as a gift, mum had gotten me some new Ray Bans.

On the way upstairs I heard the front door open followed by the sound of footsteps and rustling bags. Leaning over the banister I saw it was mum and Emma with - it looked like - twenty bags between them.

“Last minute shopping guys!” I shouted out.

They both looked up, “Ali!”, mum started, “How are you? Did Isaac get in, did he see the apple juice?”

She looked proud of herself, I didn’t want to upset her by telling her that Isaac was already in a mood because of me, “Yeah, he laughed”, I smiled.

She smiled back and laughed at Emma, “We got him.”

While she was distracted I began walking back upstairs but was momentarily caught.

“Ali, wait! I got you a couple of little evening dresses for when we go out for dinner, come back and see if you like them.”

I backtracked a little to look down at the dresses she was holding.

One was a simple, pale print, tight top with a long flowy skirt while the other was a shorter halter neck that was vivid pink . They had definitely been bought at different shops.

“Yes to the long one, no the other one”

Emma looked at mum knowingly, “I told you, didn’t I tell you?”, she looked at me, “I told her you wouldn’t like that one”

I laughed and ran down the stairs to take the dresses, mum gave my the long one and put the other back in the bag.

“If you don’t want it, I’ll have it.”

Emma looked appalled and surprised while I laughed and went back upstairs.

“While you’re up there can you tell Isaac to get his unsociable ass down here to say hello to the other family members, please Ali!”

I sighed, I really did not want to talk to him right now, “Yeah, sure”. Great.

Late night stories...

I wrote this a little while ago when I definitley should of been sleeping. I can't really think of a way to continue it so this will be all. I hope you all enjoy.

The sky reminded me of a bruise, the pale blue and the dark pinky purple at night. Even the yellowy green. It all smudged together and still entranced me like it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen, I think it was. I looked down at my foot which was marked all over in dark grey and turquoise, I guess it kind of looked like a sky too.

It was 1am so the sky right now looked like my brothers room when he pulled his black out blinds down which wasn’t intriguing like a sunset but it it still gave me peace. I was tired, I could feel it. My eyelids were heavy and I held my head up with great defiance. I knew I should go to sleep but I couldn’t, not yet. I wasn’t ready for this day to be over, and even more so I wasn’t ready for tomorrow to start.

Lately things seemed to take a bigger piece of me than usually and I knew I had to stop thinking about it, but it’s easier said than done.

My brother had gone and I couldn’t talk to mum because she wouldn’t understand. She was one of those practical straight up women, the type that needed to see it to believe it, but how do you show someone something in your head?

01:07 pierced through my dark room.

These were the only times I felt in control. I could stop and breathe, I didn’t have to do anything but sit and think. I could think about a book, my favourite book or a film, or a boy. It didn’t matter because everyone else was asleep and I could be alone. And then I fell asleep and too soon another day would begin.

I knew how awful it was to live inside my head rather than outside in reality.

I know what he would say if he was here.

“Come on now. Get out of bed, you can do this, I know you can.”

But he wasn’t here. So I had to do it myself.

My first post...

My first post...

Hello, welcome to my blog!

I'm very excited to post my stories because I love to write and I hope that you can enjoy my writing. This blog isn't here to upset anyone or cause offence and I'm only here to share my ideas and practice my writing. I hope my stories, lets begin...