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Chapter 11
Bonding is bittersweet
“One time I got lost in the mall because I kept going on those escalators things I got so scared, and then I found them por sitting atop our car,” Cali told me. I laughed. ‘Well, one time I lost my family on an airplane?”
“While tu were flying? On the airplane?”
“Yep!”
“Why?”
Because my father left me there, “I kept looking around and not paying attention. But I got on the siguiente plane and I got to ride first class.”
“Met anyone famous?” Cali asked.
“Sadly no, if I waited a día later I probably would’ve met Steven Spielberg.”
Cali laughed. “Wow, tu were right, your stories are ten times better than mine. Were tu scared?”
“At first,” I admitted. “But then I ‘d use this calming technique where I’d take deep breaths and thought positive thoughts while I waited for the siguiente board to flight.”
“I would’ve been screaming and kicking.” Cali said. “I can’t handle things like that, I’ve never been separated from my parents unless at school o hanging out with my friends. I’ve barely been alone, never even inicial alone, and even that thought scares me too.”
“It’s okay to be scared, but I bet you’ll get over it, although tu should never be alone.”
Cali nodded, then looked at me shyly. “Thanks for, tu know, comforting me back there, it’s just that…my whole life people never talked to me like that, o glared at me.”
“Your too likeable.” I stated.
Cali shrugged. “I guess tu could say I’ve never been bullied, and back then when I was, I just broke,” she paused. “And that’s the thing, I’m too breakable, sometimes I wish I was made of steel.”
“Then you’d be a cold dark soul.”
Cali nodded, “and that I am not, and I am glad, I wish I could take those insults better than crying.”
I nodded as the campana signaling our siguiente class rung. I sighed and started to get up when Cali stopped me.
“No, let’s stay, we don’t have to go class.”
I pondered this for a moment then shrugged. “Sure.” A few minutos later and we were talking about all kinds of stuff. First roller coasters, playa stories, hobbies, favoirte songs and movies, anything we could talk about.
“I know this is so embarrassing but I’ve never been kissed.”
“Really?” I asked astonished. “Neither have I either!”
“I’ve always been embarrassed, and when ever another boy comes up to me, like close I get embarrassed.”
“You’ve never had a boyfriend?”
“There’s some guys that I liked before, but no.”
“Me too, in all my other schools I’ve always been a loner, so I guess I had no one to talk too.”
“Your gorgeous, you’ve got nothing to worry about.”
“So are you.”
Cali grinned. “You know this is the first time I’ve ever told anyone about this, o done anything like this. I’m glad it was with-”
“Shouldn’t tu two be in class?” A voice interrupted. We both looked up to see Azerein’s face looking down at us, I felt myself freeze up.
“We were just…” I trailed off.
Azerien shrugged. “I’m just playing, hola I’m skipping too, but tu two better be careful.”
With a wink he turned and walked away, and the campana for the end of school sounded.
Chapter 11
Bonding is bittersweet
“One time I got lost in the mall because I kept going on those escalators things I got so scared, and then I found them por sitting atop our car,” Cali told me. I laughed. ‘Well, one time I lost my family on an airplane?”
“While tu were flying? On the airplane?”
“Yep!”
“Why?”
Because my father left me there, “I kept looking around and not paying attention. But I got on the siguiente plane and I got to ride first class.”
“Met anyone famous?” Cali asked.
“Sadly no, if I waited a día later I probably would’ve met Steven Spielberg.”
Cali laughed. “Wow, tu were right, your stories are ten times better than mine. Were tu scared?”
“At first,” I admitted. “But then I ‘d use this calming technique where I’d take deep breaths and thought positive thoughts while I waited for the siguiente board to flight.”
“I would’ve been screaming and kicking.” Cali said. “I can’t handle things like that, I’ve never been separated from my parents unless at school o hanging out with my friends. I’ve barely been alone, never even inicial alone, and even that thought scares me too.”
“It’s okay to be scared, but I bet you’ll get over it, although tu should never be alone.”
Cali nodded, then looked at me shyly. “Thanks for, tu know, comforting me back there, it’s just that…my whole life people never talked to me like that, o glared at me.”
“Your too likeable.” I stated.
Cali shrugged. “I guess tu could say I’ve never been bullied, and back then when I was, I just broke,” she paused. “And that’s the thing, I’m too breakable, sometimes I wish I was made of steel.”
“Then you’d be a cold dark soul.”
Cali nodded, “and that I am not, and I am glad, I wish I could take those insults better than crying.”
I nodded as the campana signaling our siguiente class rung. I sighed and started to get up when Cali stopped me.
“No, let’s stay, we don’t have to go class.”
I pondered this for a moment then shrugged. “Sure.” A few minutos later and we were talking about all kinds of stuff. First roller coasters, playa stories, hobbies, favoirte songs and movies, anything we could talk about.
“I know this is so embarrassing but I’ve never been kissed.”
“Really?” I asked astonished. “Neither have I either!”
“I’ve always been embarrassed, and when ever another boy comes up to me, like close I get embarrassed.”
“You’ve never had a boyfriend?”
“There’s some guys that I liked before, but no.”
“Me too, in all my other schools I’ve always been a loner, so I guess I had no one to talk too.”
“Your gorgeous, you’ve got nothing to worry about.”
“So are you.”
Cali grinned. “You know this is the first time I’ve ever told anyone about this, o done anything like this. I’m glad it was with-”
“Shouldn’t tu two be in class?” A voice interrupted. We both looked up to see Azerein’s face looking down at us, I felt myself freeze up.
“We were just…” I trailed off.
Azerien shrugged. “I’m just playing, hola I’m skipping too, but tu two better be careful.”
With a wink he turned and walked away, and the campana for the end of school sounded.
Like tu don't have another care
Fight till the end.
Fight till the end,
Cuz tu got all ya power.
Fight like a trooper.
You've got hope
You've got strength
You've got amor on ya side,
So fight now.
Just fight now.
Fight till the end,
You've got all these people
Rootin for ya,
Rootin for ya.
You'll win the fight,
You'll freakin survive,
And you'll be proud
Cuz tu fought till the end,
And won it,
And won it.
Fight till the end,
You'll win.
Everything inside ya
Is powerful.
So fight till the end.
Just fight till the end.
AND FIGHT IT!!!
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if tu believe
tu turn to me
tu say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
tu reply
"I believe in tu and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but tu will always
amor me
even if tu are
a stuffed monkey
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if tu believe
tu turn to me
tu say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
tu reply
"I believe in tu and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but tu will always
amor me
even if tu are
a stuffed monkey
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his corazón started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his corazón started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes tu feel free, and then drags tu to the ground
It tells tu that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes tu see what tu want to see
Let’s tu feel what tu want to feel
It puts tu in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at tu in the face for your mistakes
It can help tu find amor o heartbreak
In the end reality gives tu the same outcome
The very outcome tu tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
It makes tu feel free, and then drags tu to the ground
It tells tu that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes tu see what tu want to see
Let’s tu feel what tu want to feel
It puts tu in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at tu in the face for your mistakes
It can help tu find amor o heartbreak
In the end reality gives tu the same outcome
The very outcome tu tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed