The great Gatsby

The eyes of god

It was the year of 1922 as i waltzed throughout the distinct coffee stained colour air that roamed the digging grounds of new york as it started to sprinkle, the light rain was then blown towards my fair toned face. The grounds were watched by the billboard from a past scientist, the billboard shows two eyes known as the eyes of god. I proceed to head towards my train that is sending me back home to long island. I had just purchased a ground keepers old cottage amongst the newly rich at $80 a month along with just finishing university graduating from yale. I went there with dreams of becoming a writer but that's all over now, i planned to spend most of my summer studying out in the fresh outdoor sunlight, which i would have done so if it wasn't for the mysterious happenings that my neighbour proceeded to have. When i think about it all, this all started happening when i attended my cousin daisies house for dinner. She married to tom bucany who lived just across the bay in old money he was aired to one of americas wealthiest american families, i arrived to find to daisy and her friend jordan a famous sporting star lying on the lounge in lovely exotic clothes, jordan had quit a scary face but i enjoyed looking at her, she got up off the lounge as followed by daisy "i'm going to lock you two in boats and set you out to see" daisy said speaking about jordan and i then followed by tom asking where i lived "i live just across the bay on long island" jordan than spoke up "oh i had just attended a party there a couple of days ago a man name gatsby, do you know him" which seemed to catch daisies attention "gatsby" she said which then gained a foul look from tom "gatsby, what gatsby" daisy pronounced, she looked like she had just seen somebody die in that moment. Dinner came and we were all talking until a fifth guest seemed to be calling the phone, tom excused himself to the phone as did daisy until jordan and nick were left alone at the table "that gatsby you spoke of he's my neighbour" nick said until jordan got up off of her chair and told nick to be quiet as she walked towards the door "shhh i'm trying to hear what's happening" followed by nick saying "what's happened" jordan than proceeded to tell nick about the affair that she thought everyone knew about going on between tom some girl in new york. The next day nick was disturbed by a loud knocking on the door he was quick to answer it , there before him stood a butler with an invitation in his left hand which he handed me that read "hello my dear neighbour this is an invitation for you to join my party on saturday from jay gatsby" written in the most prestige hand writing. The following day tom and i were heading off to the yale club or so i thought until things took a twisting turn, the train has stopped in new york in the dumping grounds and tom ran and jumped off the train i was hesitant but slowly followed we walked over to the petrol station where tom was greeted by someone he had met before as they were discussing cars it was a man dressed in dirty old clothes with a drunken face that looked like it hadn't been washed for a while, until a woman appeared down some stairs staring a tom, tom proceeded to walk towards this female soon they were intwined in a hug until tom looked over at me and let go of the mystery woman, tom proceeded to introduce me to the mystery girl, her name was myrtle she was a model with orange hair and a dress with straw berries patterned on it that had a v neck so she was revealing a lot of skin. Myrtle seemed to by quite close to tom "can we buy a dog for the apartment to" tom replied to her saying "anything you want" with their faces only inches apart i had just realised what i am witnessing. I had only ever been roaring drunk twice in my life and the second time was that night, We had headed over to the apartment tom had kept for myrtle with her friends coming by for a party, a girl with heavy brown eyes covered in blue clothing from head to toe was sitting in my lap kissing me while tom had myrtle all to himself in the bedroom, There were two other figures which i couldn't really point out but they seemed to be having fun, cushioned pillow feathers flew all around the room and stuck to the bright stand out red walls and landed in the cups of beer that flooded the apartment. I went outside onto the small platform that the apartment held i looked out high above the city, every yellow lighted window had their fair share of secrets while the casual watcher on the street looked up when i realised that was me to from afare. That morning i woke up on my porch with the sunlight beaming on towards my face i had no clue i had gotten there but i had a pretty good idea that it was my neighbour mr gatsby as i slowly proceeded to sit up i felt the eyes of mr gatsby pierce into my back.