A rant on the loss of love…

In the dark of the night I am slipping away from all that my life revolved around. In this deafening darkness all appears well, if not utterly appealing, yet simultaneously the fatigue from chasing you for so long has caught up with me. And I am obliged to state simply that I know perfectly well I have lost you now; grimly I fear that you are losing me as well…

My sole regret concerning this whole ordeal is that I was never given the chance to walk with you in the rain, talk with you for hours, or love you profoundly.

Now, as my final Will and Testament on behalf of the love I had for you, without uttering a single word I shall say my goodbyes and declare that I have been defeated. I gave in to the whims of soul and heart, although completely within my nature and absolutely commendable, it became a horrible scar; the constant reminder that you never have and never will love me in return.

T_T

Because to live in fear…is what we fear the most…

Dear Ms. Teek,

The captives have been freed, the society has been restored to it’s usual state…or at least what one might call usual for a town as Unusual as this.  Of course there is still the occasional pillage and plunder of this unfortunate town, but they don’t call it GloomsVille for nothing. It’s definitely not a place to settle down.  You may ask why any sane, self-respecting person would live in a most troubling town as this.  The answer to this can be put very simply, the people of GloomsVille are masochists.  Yup, every last one of them enjoy the pain, suffering, and turmoil that befalls any soul that inhabits the town.  When asked why exactly he stays in a town with such wretched luck, a simple peasant responded, “There’s just a pleasurable sensation received when ones home is destroyed, when the people you love are being taken away, or when ones well-being is put in danger.  Don’t you feel it too?”  After a nice long stare into this fellows countenance, trying to comprehend the poor man’s reasoning, I deemed it pointless and bid him a good day and farewell.  He responded with, “Let’s hope not and farewell to you as well!”  Might I add with a little too much enthusiasm than one might expect.

Although I could go on and on about how unpleasant GloomsVille is, this is not the reason I write to you now.  But before I get into that, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself.  My name is Blake Fierce.  I am a journalist for the Washington Herald assigned to unravel the shroud of mystery that shields GloomsVille from modern civilization.  At first I was reluctant to take the job, I mean, who in their right mind would move to a town that no one knew anything about and with a name like GloomsVille I’d be surprised if any tourists traveled there at all.  However, after I read the file on what I was to report on and WHO, I gave it another chance and hopped on the first flight out to GloomsVille, France.  Aside from the information I have already given you, there is still a plethora of information I have gathered during my two years in GloomsVille.  Instead of putting more strain on my brain with all those occurrences, interviews, and countless number of personal experiences, I have enclosed copies of the journal I kept during my stay.  You probably ask why I’ve sent all this to you, Ms. Teek, but I am afraid the only possible way you can understand my intentions is if you know the whole story.  With that knowledge, all will become clear.  I bid you adieu, my dear friend.  And you will NOT hear from me again.

Sincerely,

B. Fierce

O_o “wait a minute…Travis must be losing it…this is the same thing as the first prelude.”    Well yes and no.  Yes, I am losing it.  No, this is not the same as the first prelude.  My friends are being a little slow in getting those surveys to me, can’t blame them though, my teachers think that we have no lives.  I haven’t been online all week!!  That’s crazy!!  So in the meantime, to keep the creative juices flowing I’m going to rewrite the prelude, adding characters as they are coming to me seeing as the prelude is the beginning of chapter one. Keep in mind, these drafts are for my friends who are a part of the story, so they can give me feedback on their characters, if you are not a part of this, you may get lost and confused after a while, or even irritated.  Please be patient with me, im new at this. I need to work on getting a better quality picture onto this, sorry about that. 

Descending on a plain darkened from war, the moon light bright enough to fully illuminate all of the wreckage that once was a picturesque valley. The cloudless night, dead silence, and myriads of bodies everywhere force the Countless to finish the fight themselves. Cowal, in his dark, creeping subtlety materializes from the shadows by a fallen comrade. Cowal, a well built, messy-haired, young man who looks like he hasn’t slept in days and appears older than he really is. Noticing there is no pulse from anyone around him, he stands to see a shower of white rose petals have fallen over the surrounding landscape. “Enough with the theatrics, I know it’s you Selene!” he yells into the night. Nearby, the rose petals falling begin gathering in the air to form a body, Selene, a stunning siren elegantly dressed in white with flowing hair, and white eyes almost as bright as the moon. With a devilish look on her face, she slowly walks toward Cowal. “Why did you even bother coming out here? There’s no way you can stop me. Unless you get to it first, which means you’ll have to go through me!” Cowal appears to be disheartened, “Of all of them, I thought you would at least understand the meaning behind all of this. It isn’t real, this hunt is meaningless! It won’t work! Once you get it…!” Before Cowal could finish his sentence, he spotted a dark figure walking towards them from the shadows. Both Cowal and Selene change their stance and prepare for the worst, hopefully it isn’t the worst. “Who is fighting who now? I could never keep up with you guys.” asked the dark figure. ”Hello Doriana.” Cowal says in a monotonous tone.  Both Cowal and Selene relax, Selene turns back toward Cowal, as he raises his arms, pushing back the black fog covering the dark figure.  Which reveals Doriana, a gothicly dressed girl about the same age as the other two, with a sarcastic attitude about her, and her hair seems to be frizzing slightly from static electricity.  ”Now Selene, what are you going to do to Cowal? You know very well this is an unfair fight, or are we not playing by our rules anymore?” Doriana stated.  “I will do what I must to get it before any of you.” replies Selene. ”I hope you’ve learned to control that temper of yours, you could easily fry Cowal as well as me!”  “Oh yes, I’ve gotten it quite under control, thanks for asking!” Doriana says, sarcastically.  “Oh shut up Dori!” Selene quickly picked up both of her hands and faced them toward Cowal and Doriana. A flash of lightning struck Doriana and she disappeared from her spot. However, Cowal wasn’t so lucky. As Cowal tried to dematerialize away from Selene, he was caught under her torturing spell. Cowal was brought to the ground in a fit of terror, slowly being tormented into insanity. A second flash of lightning can be seen nearby, leaving Doriana in its place.  Realizing what is happening to Cowal, Doriana runs toward Selene. As Doriana ran, three golden arrows fell from the sky, hitting Selene in the arm, stomach, and shoulder. Unfortunately, none of the arrows had any effect. Instead of blood seeping from Selene’s wounds, rose petals began falling where flesh had been. Selene released her grab on Cowal, pulled out the arrows, and her flesh began filling in her wounds. “Oh sweet, caring Kyler! I don’t want to have to kill you too! But if you stand in my way, I will be forced to… Suddenly, an arrow just misses Selene and falls right in front of her. “Kyler! You seem to be losing your touch!” Selene begins laughing. All of a sudden, Doriana notices that a second arrow has fallen behind Selene and appears to be glowing brighter than the other arrows. Recognizing its purpose, Doriana is struck by another lightning strike, disappears, and reappears near Cowal. Grabbing Cowal’s hand, they both disappear.  As Selene is distracted by Doriana and Cowal’s escape, a third arrow falls from the sky and just misses Selene, but is closer than the first arrow. Instinctively, Selene takes a step back and steps on the second arrow. The tiny arrow explodes creating an explosion large enough to take out a small town.  

The dark and dreary landscape is momentarily disturbed by a bright explosion emanating from that single arrow.  A wave of dust and ash is sent in all directions away from the explosion.  Seeing the wave headed straight for him, a mysterious spectator who was observing the fight from a distant tree spreads his wings, one demonic with black feathers and the other angelic with eerily white feathers, taking off into the night sky, just missing the wave of dust.  The mysterious spectator couldn’t help but feel proud of himself, “Everything is going as planned.” 

The Seer wakes up in his bed, breathing heavily, sweating profusely. He slowly looks over at the picture on his nightstand. He sees a joyous picture with his classmates.  Kyler Norrington, the straight “A”, role model, “goody two shoes” of the class. Doriana Carlyle, standoffish, very smart, very sarcastic, and easily tempered.  And, Cowal Slayter, the new kid who made friends with almost everyone in a very short time, is sometimes quiet, but can sometimes be the life of the party, and who has the biggest crush on the shy girl of the class, Selene Powell. “Selene…” The Seer grabs the photograph and stares at it for a while.  He cannot believe what he’s just seen. He doesn’t know what to think yet. All he knows is that he better think fast, all four of them are in his first period.

And then there is the matter of that mysterious figure hiding, just watching the whole fight.   

You may remember this movie, A Knight’s Tale (2001).  I can’t help it but I am a hopeless romantic.  I love this movie because 1) It takes place in midieval times, I adore the way they speak. 2) It has many witty and romantic remarks in the movie.  I used to imagine meeting my future wife this way…

William rides, on his horse, into the village for a tournament.  He is enjoying the sites of the village.  Suddenly, he notices a beautiful woman, dressed in white, walking down the street.  She stares at him for a brief moment, and walks in the opposite direction.  Captivated, William follows her.  The woman is a noble and meets with her ladies maid.   She knows he is following, but she continues walking.  William is mesmerized by her beauty, following closely behind her now.  The lady and her ladies maid laugh and smile as William trails behind them.  “Will you speak to me?” William asks.  Without realizing it, they walk into a church.  “Ah *sigh* …to speak.  But sir, my sex are marked by their silence.”  the woman replies.  “Oh but I would hear you speak, if it cost me my ears!” William states.  “That is well, for I do not want silence in my life!”  the woman says.  “Tell me your name!” commands William.  The woman laughs sweetly, stops, and faces William, “Would you care if I were ugly?”  “Why yes!” William replies, but catches himself, “I mean no!”  The woman now appears confused.  Suddenly, the bishop of the church yells, “You dare desecrate the house of God!”  Now, the church attendants slowly walk toward William on his horse, directing them out of the church.  William realizes where he is, and the woman giggles.  He whispers to the woman, “Uh…tell me your name woman!”  “And what will you do with my name, Sir Hunter?” the woman replies.  “Call me a fox, for that is all I am to you!”  “A fox?” William asks.  “Well than a fox you shall be, until I find your name.  My foxy lady!”  At that time, he is forced to leave the church.  The woman whispers to her ladies maid, “He is a handsome hunter, I’ll give him that.” They begin to giggle.  The Bishop hears her remark, “Does this not shock you, ladies?!”  The woman smiles at her ladies maid and faces the Bishop, “Certainly, my Lord! I…I just…I only laugh, for us to keep from weeping!”  She puts on a serious face for the Bishop.  The Bishop walks over to the woman.  “Beauty is such a curse.” The Bishop states, “Pray your years come swiftly, pray that your beauty fades so that you may better serve, God!”  The woman struggles to keep from laughing, “Oh and I do, My Lord!  I pray for it all the time!”  She looks up, “Why God did you curse me with this face?” She then gestures toward her face.  The Bishop replies, “God’s will has a purpose, but we may not know it.”  He then holds out his hand, for the woman to kiss his ring.  The woman takes his hand and examines the ring, “Well that is lovely!”  The Bishop appears appalled, pulls his hand from her grasp, and walks away. 

I love the power of youtube, i found the whole movie there.  So I found the exact scene for you.  William first sees the woman at 50 seconds into the clip, and the scene ends after 4 minutes into the clip.  enjoy! 

There is still much more I want to put about this movie, but I am sort of writing this in the dead of night, when i’m not supposed to.  Need to go to bed before I am caught.  Will write more later. 

Has Found His Foxy Lady,

T_Tell

OMG A NEW CATEGORY!  *GASP*  yes yes, this may be getting ridiculous, but I need to cover every last bit of creative impulse I have.  Well, this category isn’t really for works done by me, it’s more my very own hall of fame.  I make this category, in order to put on display all of the witty comments, insightful remarks, inspiring quotes, that i may find in my travels.  The title is what it is, because in a world spiraling downward in an unending decline toward idiocracy and destruction.  This is what gives me hope that there is still some good out there, some sort of literary genius that I may be inspired and awed at.  Enjoy.

Descending on a plain darkened from war, the moon light bright enough to fully illuminate all of the wreckage that once was a picturesque valley. The cloudless night, dead silence, and myriads of bodies everywhere force the Countless to finish the fight themselves. Cowal, in his dark, creeping subtlety materializes from the shadows by a fallen comrade. Cowal, a well built, messy-haired, young man who looks like he hasn’t slept in days and appears older than he really is. Noticing there is no pulse from anyone around him, he stands to see a shower of white rose petals have fallen over the surrounding landscape. “Enough with the theatrics, I know it’s you Selene!” he yells into the night. Nearby, the rose petals falling begin gathering in the air to form a body, Selene, a stunning siren elegantly dressed in white with flowing hair, and white eyes almost as bright as the moon. With a devilish look on her face, she slowly walks toward Cowal. “Why did you even bother coming out here? There’s no way you can stop me. The only way you can stop me is if you get to it before me!” Cowal appears to be disheartened, “Of all of them, I thought you would at least understand the meaning behind all of this. It isn’t real, this hunt is meaningless! This will only lead to your demise! It won’t work! Once you get it…!” Before Cowal could finish his sentence, he spotted a dark figure walking towards them from the shadows. Both Cowal and Selene change their stance and prepare for the worst, hopefully it isn’t the worst. “You would fight a friend?” asked the dark figure. “I’d recognize that voice anywhere!” stated Selene. “Nathan you unmotivated wimp, come out of the darkness this instant! I was about to make you kill yourself!” Nathan, a scrawny fellow all dressed in black, desperately in need of a haircut, with a depressed expression on his face, and shivering like mad, walks toward Cowal and Selene with a slight grin on his face. “It’s good to see you two, although it’s physically impossible, it warms my heart to see the two of you together again!” says Nathan. “You fool, we are not together. Quite the opposite really, I was about to make Cowal wish he was able to fight back!” Selene appears proud of herself. “I should warn you Selene, Cowal is my friend, you do anything to hurt him, and I might just have to hug you!” Nathan says with a sarcastic smile on his face. “Neither you, nor anyone else can stop me!” yelled Selene. She quickly picked up both of her hands and faced them toward Cowal and Nathan. An icy gust of wind swept through Selene and Nathan escaped before she could do any damage. However, Cowal wasn’t so lucky. As Cowal tried to dematerialize away from Selene, he was caught under her torturing spell. Cowal was brought to the ground in a fit of terror, slowly being tormented into insanity. A second icy gust of wind blows, and Nathan reappears a couple yards away. Realizing what is happening to Cowal, Nathan ran toward Selene. As Nathan ran, three golden arrows fell from the sky, hitting Selene in the arm, stomach, and shoulder. Unfortunately, none of the arrows had any effect. Instead of blood seeping from Selene’s wounds, rose petals began falling where flesh had been. Selene released her grab on Cowal, pulled out the arrows, and her flesh began filling in her wounds. “Oh sweet, caring Kyler! I don’t want to have to take you out too! But if you stand in my way, I will be forced to… Suddenly, an arrow just misses Selene and falls right in front of her. “Kyler! You seem to be losing your touch!” Selene begins laughing. All of a sudden, Nathan notices that a second arrow has fallen behind Selene and appears to be glowing brighter than the other arrow. Recognizing its purpose, Nathan fades into the icy wind and appears near Cowal. Grabbing Cowal’s hand, they both disappear. A third arrow falls from the sky and just misses Selene, but is closer than the first arrow. Instinctively, Selene takes a step back and steps on the second arrow. The tiny arrow explodes creating an explosion large enough to take out a small town.

The Seer wakes up in his bed, breathing heavily, sweating profusely. He slowly looks over at the picture on his nightstand. He sees a joyous picture with his classmates. Nathan Tyler, the lonar, unapproachable kid off to the side of the photo with his arms folded together and looking as if he would give anything to be anywhere else. Kyler Norrington, the straight “A”, role model, “goody two shoes” of the class. And, Cowal Slayter, the new kid who made friends with almost everyone in a very short time, is sometimes quiet, but can sometimes be the life of the party, and who has the biggest crush on the shy girl of the class, Selene Powell. “Selene…” The Seer grabs the photograph and stares into it for hours. He cannot believe what he’s just seen. He doesn’t know what to think yet. All he knows is that he better think fast, all four of them are in his first period.

The lights are low, spirits high, silence and anticipation fills the room.  Suddenly, the spotlight shines its…uh…shining? light on a young man walking toward the podium.  The crowd realizes its Travis Tell.  The crowd goes wild!  “Yay!”  “Whooo!”  “Oh yeah!”  He reaches the podium, adjusts the microphone, and faces the crowd.

               Travis: “Thank you, thank you!  You’re too kind!  Please, settle down.  And ma’am, please put your shirt back on!  Thank you!” 

He prepares himself. 

                Travis: “As president of janitorial services, I am pleased to host this years, THIS SUMMER AWARDS!!  The THIS SUMMER™ AWARDS are an annual event commemorating all the exciting and amazing things that I have experienced THIS SUMMER.  But before we begin our look back at all my exciting moments let me first introduce my co-host, she starred in such works as Dear Emily, Divided, With You Forever, and this weeks blockbuster, You Knew All Along.  She also starred in the smash hit, Tonight Will Be The Night That I Will Fall For You, Over Again.  Please help me welcome the lovely, the enchanting, Emily Unknown!!” 

Emily gracefully walks out from backstage, elegantly dressed in white.  Pushing Travis aside, and grabbing the microphone. 

                 Emily: “Thank you Travis for that kind introduction.  You’re really too much, seriously…stop it, you’re hitting stalker potential already!” 

Travis cleverly pulls out a wireless mic from his pocket. 

                 Travis: “That might be so Emily, but I know you’re loving the attention! Now let’s announce the first award already!” 

                 Emily: “Fine Travis!  Now, the first award is…MOST KILLED TIME!!  This award is given to the recreational activity that Travis wasted the most time this summer doing!  The nominees are…Watching Naruto episodes!….Myspacing!….and…Blogging!  And the winner is….” 

Travis grabs the envelope from Emily. 

                 Travis: “I will take that!  It’s my turn to speak!  Stick to the script!!  okay…the winner of the MOST KILLED TIME AWARD is….BLOGGING!  Yes, from the poems on WordPress, Gaia, and other things, I did not waste more time doing anything else than, blogging!” 

*crowd applauds* 

                 Travis: “Moving on…” 

                 Emily: “That’s enough talking from you!” 

Emily steals the wireless mic from Travis. 

                 Emily: “Now the next award is…MOST UNEXPECTED MOMENT FROM A FAMILY MEMBER” 

Travis’s voice rings once again out of the speakers.

                 Travis: ”And if we have to explain what that one is, leave now.  The nominees are…!” 

Emily appears shocked and turns around, Travis is talking into a headset mic. 

                 Travis: “Hearing my grandma cus as we play the card game Bull Shit……Having a real sword fight with my dad, with tension rod and paintbrush extension…Watching my other grandma get really carried away with cheering on a wrestler on tv….and…executing a black ops mission with my dad and step-mom.  Emily, will you do the honors?” 

                 Emily: “How many mics do you have under there?” 

                 Travis: “More than you could ever imagine!  Now are you going to announce the winner?” 

                 Emily: “Oh yeah, the winner is…naruto?” 

                 Travis: “You weirdo, that’s the winner for most watched anime!!  It’s the envelope that says Unexpected Family!!” 

Emily searches through the pile of envelopes.  Suddenly, a gust of wind blows away all the envelopes. 

                 Travis: “How is this even possible, aren’t we inside?!” 

                 Emily: “I don’t know, just grab an envelope!” 

Emily and Travis begin reaching for envelopes. 

                 Emily & Travis: Got one!

                 Emily: ok let’s just go with what we got. 

                 Travis: But first, if my memory serves me right, the MOST UNEXPECTED MOMENT FROM A FAMILY MEMBER is…Watching my grandma get carried away while cheering on a wrestler on tv!!!  Yes, she was standing up, arms raised, shouting for him to get up.  Completely unexpected.  Never knew she had it in her.

 Emily looks at her envelope. 

                 Emily: Ooooo…this is a good one.  WORST MOMENT THIS SUMMER. 

                 Travis: I’m glad you’re enjoying this, Emily. 

                 Emily: Not enjoy, I find this interesting. 

                 Travis: How interesting?

                 Emily: Very!…

                 Travis: Ok?  Just announce the nominees! 

                 Emily: Fine! Mr. Bossy Pants! 

                 Travis: Mr. Bossy Pants?  I don’t think that’s a  nominee? 

                 Emily: No! that’s you…*ugh* never mind! 

Emily speaks with a monotone. 

                 Emily: The nominees are, *gasp* Trying to let go of Emily…

Emily stares at Travis. 

                 Travis: Emily?  There are other nominees…hello?  *waves hand in front of Emily*  Emily?  Em? Earth to Emily?!  Wake up!! *ugh* Forget it.  The nominees for WORST MOMENT THIS SUMMER are…Trying to let go of Emily…Moving…Grandmother’s hospitalization…and…finding out that Emily’s heart was broken by Caleb. 

Emily gives a second gasp and leans into Travis’s chest, she appears unnerved.  Travis tries to comfort her as he announces the winner. 

                 Travis: The winner is…this is interesting.  For the first time in history, there is a two way tie!!  The winners are, Trying to let go of Emily and Discovering she was heart-broken.  I believe we can all see why these two events are both equally bad.  Now…

Emily looks at Travis, grabs his microphone, and steps back to the podium as if nothing had happened. 

                 Emily: Well now that’s done with, that’s touching Travis but, you’ll never guess what I just did. 

Travis goes to pull out another mic from his pocket, only to discover that there’s nothing there…Emily waves an extra mic in her hand. 

                 Emily: Looking for this?!  Why do you think I leaned into you? *giggles*

Travis then checks his other pocket, to find that one empty as well.  Emily waves yet another mic in her other hand. 

                 Emily: Another step ahead of you! You’ll have to try harder than that!

Travis runs off the stage. 

                 Emily: Finally, now we can focus on me now!  Ok the next award is, FAVORITE SONG OF THE SUMMER.  This award pretty much speaks for itself.  So without further delay, the nominees are…Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade…Good Enough by Evanescence…Lucky by Jasn Mraz and Colbie Cailet…How Six Songs Collide by Norwegian Recycling…Hope Only by Switchfoot…and…Maybe by Secondhand Serenade.   The winner is….How Six Songs Collide by Norwegian Recycling!!   *crowd applauds*  Hope Only and Lucky came in a very close second and third, but why have one favorite song when you can have six!  This remix cleverly puts together six great songs, each with its very own unique style to bring to the table.  Wonderful song. 

Emily looks around. 

                  Emily: It seems Travis isn’t coming back, so let’s….

Suddenly, the sound of a phone ringing is heard throughout the building.  Travis’s voice answers the call. 

                  Travis: Thanks guys!  Oh on the contrary Emily, you can’t get rid of me that easily! 

Travis walks onto stage, talking into a Bluetooth earpiece.  Emily stares at Travis, places one hand on her hip and one hand on the podium.  She stares at him until he reaches the podium, then faces the audience with an annoyed smile on her face. 

                  Travis: Are you ok Emily? You seem troubled? *smiles* 

                  Emily: No Travis, everything is quite pleasant actually. *rolls eyes*

                  Travis: Well if you say so!  Let’s get on with the show then.  Tonight’s last, and certainly not the least, award is…THIS SUMMER’S GREATEST MOMENT…Finally, the moment is here to unveil this summer’s greatest moment, and we would like to remind the nominees that you are all winners! 

                  Emily: Right you are Travis!  Now the nominees for GREATEST MOMENT THIS SUMMER are…

                  Travis: The ride home from the Jabawockeez concert.  This moment will be one to remember because, the stars were the brightest I’ve seen them in a while, probably since the meteor shower I watched when I was in middle school, I was riding in my uncle’s truck, I rode in the back or some call it the bed of the truck, and I had a pillow.  The moon was full, the stars lit the night sky like you wouldn’t believe and the rushing feeling of riding in the back of a truck made everything so perfect for watching the stars.  To make it even better, whenever the truck made a turn, it seemed like you were in those stargazing theaters where you lay on the ground and dots are shone on the ceiling to represent the stars and it starts turning to represent the earth’s rotation.  Well, you know what i mean, it was dream like.  I laid there with my favorite song playing on my PSP, my jacket keeping me warm, and my hood covering my head.  This could very well possibly be the GREATEST MOMENT I’VE HAD THIS SUMMER…The next nominee for the GREATEST MOMENT THIS SUMMER is….

                   Emily: The first two weeks of summer.  These weeks were filled with nothing but contentment.  There was nothing Travis needed to do, he had all this time for himself to recuperate from a stressful school year.  His parents, for some reason, didn’t bother him as much during this time and he was free to do everything and anything he wished.  This could very well possibly be the GREATEST MOMENTS HE’S HAD THIS SUMMER…

                   Travis: Now the next nominee may not have been very significant to you Emily, but it was to me.  The nominee is…talking to you on the phone.  I remember sometime after the Jabawockeez concert, I called you to check up on things.  We spoke for hours on end, and the entire time, I couldn’t stop smiling.  We talked about everything, got some issues cleared up, made jokes, and I enjoyed the sound of your voice every second.  We laughed, we got scared, we told stories, we got confused, it was perfect.  I’m a sucker for sentimentality, and this moment I will keep with me forever.  That had to be the GREATEST MOMENT THIS SUMMER… 

Emily smiles.  Travis smiles back and opens the envelope.  They read it together. 

                   Travis & Emily: And the winner…….will be announced right after this commercial break….

Camera fades out to a deodorant commercial. 

                   Speaker: We know what makes you sweat!  Degree for girls.  For Every OMG Moment!! 

Camera fades back to the awards, where Switchfoot is finishing up their song “Only Hope”.  Travis and Emily return to the stage. 

                   Emily: I LOVE YOU JON FOREMAN (lead singer)!!!  *screams* 

                   Travis: Good to know Emily is still as much of a teenage girl as ever. 

                   Emily & Travis: Now the winner of GREATEST MOMENT THIS SUMMER is….TALKING ON THE PHONE WITH EMILY!!!  WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTT!!!

Balloons fall from the ceiling, a mass chaos of confetti is set loose upon the crowd, and a disco ball is lowered down from the stage.  Creating a cool effect with the light bouncing of the confetti, making the appearance of falling stars. 

                   Travis: Much deliberation was set about the winner, but in the end, the ride home could have only won, if Emily was there. 

                   Emily: On behalf of our sponsors, C.R.A.K. Industries, M.& m J.J.A.C.K.K.I.R.s Ultd., and the South Harmon Institute of Technology, we would like to Thank You all for coming and SEE YOU NEXT YEAR!! 

                   Travis: As a treat, we have gathered six bands to perform the song How Six Songs Collide.  They have agreed to perform here tonight, on one condition, we make an exit like no one has ever seen before.  Ladies and Gentlemen, Please welcome: Jason Mraz, Howie Day, Five For Fighting, Angela Ammons, Boyzone, and Three Doors Down!!  *crowd goes wild*

A staircase rises behind them that leads to nowhere.  Travis and Emily climb the staircase and put on safety harnesses.  Travis and Emily reach up and grab two ziplines.  They connect themselves and zipline to the back of the room and out the door.  The bands begins to play, How Six Songs Collide. 

This one is interesting, I began writing this when I was feeling sad and depressed, but I finished it when everything was resolved and began getting better again.  I stuck to the main theme, but let’s see if my mood at the time can be seen through my writing.  To make it more difficult, I listened to an upbeat song the whole time I was writing the ending.  Can you tell the difference? Comment if you can tell. 

Tired of being sad

You’re everything I wish I had

Unsaid emotion churning…yearning

Things always turning out bad

Finally said it, I don’t regret it

But why do I still feel the same

Darkness arising, same old despising

But the hatred now turns into shame. 

Haven’t slept in days

I have a souless gaze

Lost in the confusion, suffering from delusion

Hoping this is just a bad phase

Thoughts clouded because of you

Losing sense, sanity few

But in the end

You somehow knew…

so can you tell?  But I hope this game hasn’t taken away any of the “magic” of the poem.  Hope you like it. 

He who loves comments,

T_Tell

Heart crushed

Feeling flushed

Trying to get you out of my mind

Broken-hearted

Having parted

Dreams of you and me intertwined

Silent weeping

Sorrow creeping

You need to learn to leave me behind…

Heart pounding in anticipation

Looking around to find you

Losing every last sensation

Saving seats for two

Searching for your emanation

Our plans did not fall through

Fill my soul with lasting elation

When I finally find you…

These days are just not going right

Losing my sense of where and when

He’s the one now losing the fight

But don’t know what will happen then

Holding on with all my might

Feelings no longer kept within

Needed to tell you tonight was the night

That I fell for you over again…

Sorry, no picture, no song, no video.  This one is purely me…