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Blind - Prologue

Meep(: · 2008-12-24T12:09:44Z

~With special thanks to Cat_910 & the others (Clup91, SeleneForeverDream, *writewatiwant* etc...)~ Mutiple points of view (One predominant [Melody]), expected to be a long story. The person the female lead will end up with has been given, But I would advise you not to read the story with this in mind. Just enjoy reading it and go with the flow. Make your own speculations as the story progresses. Thanks for all comments! :) ---------- Whenever someone annoys me, a simple “go away” paired with my signature icy glare, would be sufficient to send him or her scampering off. And then there was that boy, the bane of my existence. How I wish that boy would die. I still remember all too clearly how I met him. I was eleven at the time and it was recess period. Once again, I was the geeky, bespectacled little kid with two silly ponytails on each side of my head; The lone figure who would wistfully watch the other children play together in games she would never be included in. Mesmerised, I was observing a trio of bubbly, chatty blonde girls indulging in a game of hopscotch, completely neglecting the unfinished carton of apple juice in my hand. So what was the big deal about hopscotch? You wouldn’t know. Ever tried playing it on your own? I did, once. You would find that playing hopscotch by yourself would be absolutely no fun, plus the other kids would stare at you like you’re weird. That was what I experienced. “Hey there,” Turning in the direction of the voice, I spotted a boy around my age sauntering towards me with his hands buried deep in his pant pockets. His face wore a little smirk while those beautiful emerald green eyes stared into my light green ones. He’s kinda cute. “You’re Melody Keyes, right?” I nodded mutely, my heart thumping feverishly against my ribcage. Was there some one who would finally be my friend? I looked down at him shyly (he was shorter than me by an inch or so), anticipating his next words and bursting with hope. It really was too good to be true. “Huh.” Cocking an eyebrow at me, he snickered, “So what’s your middle name? Melody ‘Piano’ Keyes? HAHA!” My eyebrows knitted together and I placed my hands on my hips. “No, it’s Petrina.” I replied curtly, my tone just barely managing to conceal the underlying disappointment and anger. His mouth opened but was interrupted before he could speak. “Oy! Nathaniel come and look! Julian says he caught a froggy! Over here!” Our heads simultaneously adjusted to face a bunch of boys our age crouching in a circle over something; presumably the amphibian the boys seemed to find so fascinating. Nathaniel. So that was his name. “Cool!” His face instantly lit up like a bulb and he prepared to take off, but paused as if he were deliberating over something. Unexpectedly, his hand shot out and yanked my right ponytail. “See you later, Piano!” With that, he darted off to meet his friends, waving at me and I caught a glimpse of his wide smile that revealed his missing two front teeth. I stuck my tongue out at him and a fat load of good that did. It made me feel a bit better. Not . Then he was gone. I found a secluded area and sat down on an empty wooden bench, my eyes dropping to my lap. I squeezed the carton in my hand, not caring when its contents spilled onto the grass. My eyes moistened but no tears were shed, and I chided myself mentally. Foolish girl! Why did you even let yourself think for a second, that anyone would want to be your friend? You were practically inviting yourself to be disappointed! Face it, you were labeled as an outcast ever since the start of junior high. Might as well get used to being alone, Mel. So that was it. I grew accustomed to the loneliness and sought comfort in books. That didn’t mean that I did not yearn for a friend. That was my junior high school life in a nut shell. I was the perfect wallflower, the epitome of unpopular and nicknamed "Miss Morose". I wasn't really a soft spoken person, there just wasn't anyone to talk to. With straight 'A's, I graduated from Velentia Elementary and moved onto Velentia High. The town I lived in was relatively small, and there were only two high schools there. Most students from Velentia Elementary went on to Velentia High, but a relatively big portion of students chose to enroll in Haverley Academy instead. One of those students, from what I heard around school, would be Nathaniel. Cue the happy dance. *** Nathaniel There she was, all by herself. I did not understand why no one wanted to be her friend. I didn't have any coinciding classes with her, but she seemed nice. Who was I kidding? Melody? Nice? She was beyond nice. She was amazing. I first saw her when I was nine, but today, I would talk to her for the first time. But how to impress her? Act cool. Make yourself look attractive. Do NOT show the teeth. I struck a confident pose and walked up to her, tousling my hair on the way. "Hey there, you're Melody Keyes, right?" Pretend you're unsure of who she is. You don't want her thinking you're stalking her or something. Dang, she's got to be at least an inch taller than me. She was leaning against a tree, her beautiful chocolate brown hair tied into two ponytails. Earlier that morning I heard some other kids making fun of how geeky she looked with her hairstyle and glasses. They must have been blind. Granted, she did look a tad geeky, but I thought she was cute. Really cute. She nodded shyly in response to my question. Make her laugh, crack a joke. "Huh." I raised an eyebrow. "So what's your middle name? Melody 'Piano' Keyes? HAHA!" I laughed, hoping she would follow my lead and join me in the laughter. She frowned, replying "No, it's Petrina." Uh-oh, she wasn't impressed. New tactic! But before I could speak, Damien called me. "Oy! Nathaniel come and look! Julian says he caught a froggy! Over here!” I couldn't help but be delighted at this piece of news. Give me a break, I'm a boy. Besides, frogs are kind of awesome. "Cool!" I exclaimed and prepared to run there, but at the same time I really wanted to talk to her longer. Impulsively, I yanked her ponytail and dashed off, waving at her. "See you later, Piano!" I smiled. Shoot. I showed the teeth.

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Tue Feb 10, 2009 6:35 am

Meep(: says... · Tue Feb 10, 2009 6:35 am

*reads*
Umm... where excatly did I indicate that Melody is 2 years older?
Because... they're of the same age.

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Blind - Prologue

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