for howonbean
since my main character is jennie technically im writing abt u :>
hope you'll enjoy this crappy ficCHAPTER ONE
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OF EARLY SUNRISES AND MORNING GLORY
2006.june 29 was the date kim jennie realized that she was different. queer. outré. inevitably and irrevocably gay. although the memory of the actual day and how it went was a little fuzzy on the edges, graying in the back of her mind, she could still remember the feeling. it was one of those ocassions where everything was indescribable – a feeling she could not fathom into words, a feeling that she simply could not, no matter how hard she tried, forget.
june 29 was anything but extraordinary. nothing more than a lethargic saturday morning. it was 7am and the amber sun had already made its presence known, setting the world alight with its' marvelous glow, bleeding hues of marigold and copper into the expanse of the white, cloud-heaped firmament that encompassed the earth. an underrated sight, jen thought, as the majority of people would normally prefer sunsets.
a small brown notebook was clutched tightly in her right hand – jen carried it all the time – while a pink mechanical pencil stuck on the other.
jen had always been particularly fond of writing – song lyrics, to be exact – and often found that the skies had contributed as her inspiration whenever she lacked ideas. june 29 had been one of those instances, wherein her brain had been fuctioning rather slowly. luckily that day, the skies got her back. amidst scribbling her ideas, jen felt warm hands coming in contact with her skin, and it had caused an abrupt cease to her activity as she flinched in mild surprise.
"what is it with you and the skies, jennie?"
jen turned to face the owner of the voice – priya, her best friend, who was still lying on the bed with her eyelids half closed, still thick and heavy with slumber. but even so, she still looked beautiful. she'd noticed the sun that had seeped through the unopened blinds, how it landed gracefully onto priya's golden skin, bathing her visage in gossamer flecks of celestial sunshine.
the sight incited a certain spark in her veins like never before. jen could feel her heartbeat race, almost of its' own accord.but then again, it could be the hormones.
"jeez, don't stare at me like that," priya said, a soft giggle escaping priya's lips. jen, being jen, did the opposite of what she had been told. she stared – even harder. her eyes was solely focused on her plump lips, and noticed the red lipstick residue from last night clinging insistently onto the corners of priya's mouth (they had played dress-up the night before) and there was this nagging urge for her to lean in and clean the cherry smirch off her lips with her own and –
"jen, listen," priya's voice pulled her out of her little trance, snapping her fingers. a stray curl fell to priya's face as she did so, wreaking a havoc within jen's already messy train of thought.
"y-yes?" jen gulped, steadying herself. she completely oblivious to the cerise flush that had resided in the apples of her rotund cheeks.
"wait – jen, are you okay? you look a little ... red."
only then had she realized this unfortunate predicament of hers, and so she settled on looking down at her notebook and let her hair cover her face, completely abashed.
"anyhoo," priya sighed, "as i was saying ... it's saturday and it's 7 fucking a.m.," she said as she slowly sat up, "you should get some sleep, for fuck's sake,"
at the time, priya had just turned fourteen and had recently discovered some new vocabulary; and she was not the slightest bit afraid to use it. even in front of her parents (they don't speak english anyways). even in front of fifteen-old jennie, who, clearly knew better. she'd said that it made her appear 'daring'. jen had merely given her an eyeroll.
"but the skies..."
"please, jen, you've only gotten four hours of sleep last night,"
jen could not help but notice the steady cadence in her raspy morning voice. it sounded so pleasing to her ears, so alluring that she almost dropped her notebook and changed her mind and snuggle under the sheets with her. almost.
jen insisted on writing more. so she shook her head.
"oh, c'mon. do i really have to make you?"
tired and desperate for more sleep, priya wasted no time waiting for jen's answer. before she knew it, priya's arms were already wrapped around her waist. jen's breath hitched.
"i'm sorry, but the skies can wait, right?" she whispered to her ear, causing jen's heart to throb harder against her chest but all the nervousness had already dissipated into euphoria as priya pinned her down to the bed, arms still glued to jen's waist, and entangled themselves within the silken bed sheets.
the two burst into fits of muffled laughter, pure happiness bubbling in their chests. but for jen, it was love. once the merriment had died down, the grew quiet, shooting each other blissful grins. at the end, priya was the one who broke the reciprocation of smiles, by giving jen a light peck on the cheek before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
jen, on the other hand, could not bring herself to do so. no matter how many times she tossed and turned and closed her eyes, for she always found herself opening them again and again, just to see the angel who'd fallen asleep beside her. the angel who'd kissed her, on the cheeks, just minutes ago.
never before had she seen priya looked so peaceful. never before had jen felt so conflicted.
pulling herself out the sheets, jen grabbed her notebook and her pen that had fallen off the floor from all the kicking, and finished off her entry.
june 29, the day that the skies turned marigold and copper. june 29, the day i fell in love with panpriya manoban.
a/n; hello kay's back with another cringeworthy, unedited book *cue the sighs !!
expect very rare updates because i write these chapters on a whim and i dont think i can ever write smth to top this chapter idk this was horrible help me it's like 1am where im at and i shouldnt be writing this im whwhwgwyea
but anyways i hope yall are having a great day i love u for not giving up reading this boring ass chapter i congratulate u for going this far
bless
—kay
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Fanfictionkim jennie has a penchant for skies, song lyrics, and girls. (JENSA.)