I blush a crimson red.
"Lexy." I reply laughing.
"I'm seventeen and I live miles from here." I laugh now telling the truth.
You get what I'm saying and a smile breaks out on your face too.
When did I realize I was God? Well, I was praying and I suddenly realized I was talking to myself. - Peter O'Toole
I nod and lean in towards you.
We kiss and I feel the passion surge between us.
You break off from me and play with the hem of your skirt.
I realise that you're about to speak.
"but I feel like we've known eachother a life time."
I finish for you and take your hand in mine.
We walk towards the bus stop and hail a roaming yellow taxi. I open the door for you and you get in... I stand there looking at you and are about to close the door when....
The taxi driver smiles a twisted smile. They think everything is going to be hunky dory he chuckles to himself. not while I'm around. He looked at the meter. Their destination was only a few blocks away and he had hardly made seven dollars. We might as well take a little detour he smirked and with the twitch of his fingure, a detour sign apeared a few hundred yards in front of the car. He slowly turns the wheel to the right, taking the young couples lives onto the bumpiest ride they could ever imagine.
bum bum Bum BUM
sorry I just hate it when stories end with, and they lived happily ever after.
Glory is like a circle in the water, Which never ceaseth to enlarge itself, Till by broad spreading it disperses to naught. -William Shakespeare
join my Storybook, now would be a great time for a new character to come in.
Then suddenly the taxi driver repents of his evil thoughts, realizing just how much his dull life almost made him insane. He turned back and returned to the road.
I've got to get some oxygen before I go crazy, the repenting taxi driver thinks as he rolls down his window and feels the wind ruffle his brown hair.
He stops and lets the blissful two off at their destination.
