She is beautiful. Never in my life have I seen a woman so gorgeous. I stare at her like I'm in a trance. I must be, because it's impossible to look away. Her red lips. Her soft closed eyes. He long blonde hair. Her hips. Her hands in the red sparkly...
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Its morning. Michael is already gone. I guess you have to be up early when you're a soldier. I put some clothes on and leave my apartment rather early. There are only a few people at the night club. Most employes arrive at 8:00 am. right now it's 6:30. Richard is already here of course, but I'm surprised to see Lacy here. "Richard has some business to do so, he told me to help you practice" Lacy tells me. Before I know it, I'm on the stage preforming for Lacy. I feel her concentrated eyes on me.
"What about the dress?" She asks. "Don't worry I got it all fixed" I tell her. "Your amazing" she whispers. "What?" I say even though I heard her. "I...just...said amazing."
Steven and James run beside me. Thompsen has us running from one end of town to the other. The street is rather bumpy, and I almost feel countless times.
As we run past the local café, I catch a glimpse through the window. Ashley and a performer from the club are inside, laughing and chatting animatedly. They don't notice me as I continue running, but the sight of Ashley's smile lingers in my mind.
Its afternoon. I am behind the stage watching Lacy and some others preform. I'm up next. They are done with their performance and suddenly its my turn. The lights go out as I find my position on the stage. I can't help but findcomfort on the dark stage. I feel so alive when I preform. A stage light turns on revealing me on the stage. I step closer to the mic. I am wearing an enchanting navy-blue gown that flows gracefully to the floor. The dress, adorned with delicate sparkles and star-like embellishments, glimmers softly under the stage lights. The bodice is fitted and elegant, with a subtle V-neckline and thin shoulder straps. The skirt, a cascade of sheer, shimmering layers, moves effortlessly with me, creating an ethereal aura around me. I can feel all their eyes on me. And there in the corner I see Michael. Did he really have to come? Well better get this show started.
"The piano begins to play. I begin singing.
Now I'm sitting here again.
Its already past 10
Hearing your voice in my head
Wish I could feel your touch again.
You told me you loved me. but now your gone. You said I didn't need you but that isn't true. You told me that you were away. How hard can I try?
Your gone. Your away. You said it with a smile on your face.
Cause I know I don't need you. I know your gone and there no saving you. But I still wait here for you. I'm screaming at your picture. I guess nothing is new. Nothing is new.
They killed you from the inside. My heart died with you too. I didn't get to say goodbye. what I wanted you to know.
Now I'm here again. They told me to count to ten. I feel it again. The tears running down my face.
Cause I know I don't need you. I know your gone and there no saving you. But I still wait here for you. I'm screaming at your picture. I guess nothing is new.
Your gone. You left. It's over a year since we meet. Your hurt. Your away. And now the sun is gray.
I'm hurt. I'm alone. My heart feels like stone. I'm tired. I'm cold. I'm turning 22 years old.
Cause I know I don't need you. I know your gone and there no saving you. But I still wait here for you. I'm screaming at your picture. I guess nothing is new.
Yeah, nothing is new. No nothing is new. Nothing nobody is new.
It happened again. I felt it again. I heard it again. Again, and again. I guess nothing is new."
I'm done singing. People begin to clap. I feel the warmth of joyspreading inside me. I walk off the stage and over to Lacy. "Good job" she says. I sit down at my makeup table. I take a deep breath. "Hey Ashley!" someone says. I know that voice. Fucking Michael. I'm glad to see him again, but I want to be alone. "What do you want?" I groan. "Wow where did that attitude come from?" he says. "No wait you've always had it". I let out a little laugh. "Look what I got you" he says, handing me a cigarette. "Thank you I appreciate it" I tell him. "Anything for my favorite singer" he says. "Don't get too comfortable with me soldier" I tell him. He laughs.
Suddenly out of nowhere Lacy come up to us. She looks annoyed at Michael before drastically changing tone. "Hi Ashley" she says. "Who is this handsome man you got here?" I put my elbows on the table before laying my face to rest in my hands. Why Lacy? Why do youhave to do this to me? Just leave me alone. "I don't believe I have meet you before" Michael says clearly uncomfortable but still polite. "Ashley why don't you introduce me to your hot friend?" Lacy says. I sigh. Why does she have to do this right now? "Lacy this is my roommate Michael. Michael this is my friend Lacy". Lacy looks surprised at me. "He is your roommate?" she asks me. Before I can answer Michael steps in. "Yep. I was lucky enough to get to share room with Ashley". Lacy looks back at him. "Your so...Lucky" she says. I rise from my chair and swing my bag over my shoulder. When I turn around, I see them both looking at me. "I'm sorry but I can't deal with this right now so...bye bye" I tell them before walking towards the door.
I open the door and see rain just pouring outside. "Fucking great" I whisper to myself. I begin to walk through the dark empty streets with water running down every part of me. "Wait!" somebody yells. I turn around and see Michael. Its like he is everywhere. Is he stalking me? he runs op to me and opens an umbrella. He holds it over my head. "Thank you" I say. He smiles at me. His smile. His eyes. His blue eyes that are so easy to get lost in. His smile that can light up an entire room. His brown messy hair that somehow sits perfect even though he didn't even try to make it look good. The mole on his right cheek that somehow makes him different. It's very rare to find people like him. Not impossible though.
"Where did you get this?" I ask. "Uhm..." he says. "You don't need to worry about that".
Suddenly two soldiers walk out of the club. They stand in the doorway. "Hey Michael, are you coming back in?" one of them asks. Michael looks at me before answering them. "No, I think I'll head back. See you tomorrow" he says. "Your loss" the other soldier says before heading back inside. I look up at Michael. The rain pours down around us, and yet there is still light shining through the night. Michael. He is the light. Rare to find people like that.
"Who are they?" I ask Michael. He smiles then he looks away. "They are my best friends Steven and James. Now will you let me walk you home?" he asks. "We live in the same place idiot" I say before walking.
