ForeverMore

Gravity hates me

        Black crows swam across the dark sky and gracefully descended onto the damp earth soil, violently stabbing into the dirt and scanning for any tiny hints of food. The sky was painted a dull, steel grey and the clouds were turned black, heavily carried with drops of rain. Obvious to that, I stride with pride out of  Fro-yo, my favorite frozen yogurt hang out. Since Blaize and the crew would be spending time with Jayde and her prejudice father, I decided I can go out and have fun of my own. Who says that I have to be miserable all on my own?

          If only I had kept that mindset once I had gotten off a phone call with Ashley. Jayde's father had been rejoicing in the idea that the "Negro" didn't tag along and was taking them to Walt Disney World, California this weekend. Lovely. Frustrated, I kicked the dirt up, sprinkling minerals all over the starved crows that now flew away in fear of being buried alive.

        "So, you don't want to be around me either..?" I mumble underneath the loud ringing born from pollution inducing trucks speeding by. I hate racism. I hate it. I don't understand how others can loosely through around the word "Nigga" all over the place and not think twice about it. Just THINKING about the word boils my blood. Maybe it's because I was raised better. Maybe it was the self confidence they appeared to be born with that let it fly from them mouths with a sense of pride.

        "Jeogi gilgeon neo neoye moseubi bo inda.." I stopped, dead in my tracks. That couldn't possibly be what I thought it was... could it? I brought my palm down hard on my forehead, birthing a loud SMACK noise that could've been heard for miles. I hissed in pain as i rubbed my forehead, cautiously. I hadn't intended for it to hurt so much.. 

"Neo e nuneun paran badat mullo nareul deopeot go!

Hayan dambae yeongi cheoreom nareul baet neun da!

Amugeot do anin geot cheoreom~.."

Oh...my...god!

        It was! It really was! It's the song Jin Yoo Jin sang on the street in Dream High 2! I spun around, baked in excitement, causing me to run towards the heavenly voice that sang the song of my dreams. Okay, so maybe not my dreams. It was high up there in the top favorites though! I could hear fangirl screams from my current locations and followed the sound of the sweet melodic voice that rang above their obnoxious screams. As the voice lured me further and further towards it's source.

        I don't exactly know what it was that I expected. Maybe I wanted Jin Yoo Jin to show up here on the streets of Hickory Hills, Illinois. Maybe I wanted to see a cute Korean boy. What I found, was was a crowd of women(and men.) huddled together like a pack of Penguins trying to share warmth against the harsh cool winds of Antarctica.  Among the crowd, several different shades of Black, Brown and Red locks were scattered like a rainbow puzzle. Young girls, Caucasian and Asian, were bouncing up and down, excitably. Behind them, were the mature variety that, instead of squealing and jumping for joy, held out their cell phones and pressed record to cherish the memory or brag about it later. The men were quite skeptical as to how to react. My guess is they didn't know whether to join the young girls in squeals that could peirce the high heavens or capture the moment into their cell phones. There were about one or two Casanovas that took this opportunity to their advantage and scored a couple numbers or so.

        Before I could even process the action my feet had taken, I felt myself push through the crowd of young girls, mature women and confused men that all shot me looks of distaste and confusion. Finally making my way to the front, I gazed upon the source of the melodic voice I was entranced by. The boy seemed to be in his teen years. His gorgeous black hair was littered in waves, including his side wept bangs. His build was Slender but you could see hints of major muscles in his pale arms as he strung his perfect fingers through the strings of his tannish yellow acoustic. Judging from the tone in his voice and the veins popping out of his neck, I could tell this song was more than just a song to him. It portrayed his feelings. And that is what attracted such a big crowd.

        "Move!" was the only thing I heard before I was shoved aside like an old rag doll. I struggled desperately to keep my balance, hoping this would avoid the fall that would follow. Unfortunately, gravity was never known to be on my side and I fell myself inch closer and closer towards the ground before I landed with a loud "THUMP". A couple of the young girls giggled while the mature women scoffed in disapproval and turned back towards the singer. "What's a black girl doing here anyway?"

        "I know, right? She needs to go back to listening to her ghetto rap music. She doesn't belong here." Commented a Caucasian girl with long burgundy hair the curled at all the right edges, making her look absolutely perfect. Sitting up, I brushed the dirty off my hands and got on my feet. They were right, I didn't belong here. Sighing, I dusted whatever dirt clung to the backside of my jeans and lumbered away, plugging my headphones into my tiny ears. 

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5:02pm.

        I still had time to kill before I needed to head home. I'd rather not face the dull roar of silence and loneliness so soon. I sat on a park bench, blasting Sleeping with Sirens into my brain and contemplated my surroundings. The sun was remarkably beautiful today. I could see squirrels in the distance collecting acorns that had fallen from old trees. Children were scattered all around chasing each other with their hand held out, aiming to catch each other. It really had been a beautiful day. Smiling to myself, I watched the children play together.

        "Oh, no!" One of them cried. I snapped out of my trance and looked in the direction of where the voice had come from. A little girl with black hair tied up into a bun that was hed by a pink bow and bangs fell onto her forehead, had fallen and the ball she had originally held in her hand had rolled onto the street. "My ball..."

        The girl's eyes were full of tears, realizing that the ball was lost forever in oncoming traffic. Looking towards the ball and towards that girl, an idea was birthed into my mind. 'C'mon Alanis...Don't do it. It's a stupid plan and you could get hurt!' The boy holding the little girl wiped her tears away tugged at her lips.

"Don't cry, Minny!" The little boy encouraged. He smiled at her "I'll get it back for you!"

        The little boy looked both ways before he dashed over to the ball and picked it up. He cheered to the girl, informing her that he had completed his mission and she didn't need to cry anymore. Now, I've watched enough TV to know, a truck would come speeding down the concrete street for a collision with the little boy. For seeing this outcome, I ran over to him and urged him to hurry back to the sidewalk. Of course, knowing gravity I lost my balance once again that had resulted in my ankle bending at the most painfully wrong angle ever and crashed hard against the pavement.

        "Ow.." I groaned, looking up only to see the speeding truck roaring towards ME now. I desperately made an effort to lift myself onto my feet, but the screams of pain my ankle was giving me were too strong to be ignored as I crashed back down onto the floor. I fought back the tears as I slowly began to realize that this would be the end of my life as Alanis Marionette. I would never see Jayde, Blaize or Lilty ever again. And lastly... I'll never get to see Il-sung ever again. I could hear the childrens cry, encouraging me to get up or at least crawling their direction. I squeezed my eyes closed and prepared myself for the impact of what was to come.

"Don't just sit there! Move!"

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Sorry this was a little rushed >< I wanted to get this chapter out so you'd have something to read! I'd love some constructive criticism! :) And I hope you enjoy!