Staying ¤ Chris Marker

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The library situated in the Natural History Museum was nothing short of impressive and books were frequently added to it with almost every trip outside its walls. Books were seen by some as nothing more than a waste and only useful for fires, while others saw them as the holy grail and the only way they would be able to survive after the sickos were gone. What they couldn't learn from each other, they would learn from books.

Out of all the children who occupied the library on a daily basis – there was only one who everyone loved and found almost impossible to ignore.

She had the name like the moon, but she was more like the sun. She had a smile that could light up a room and a laugh that could give anyone butterflies. When she walked into a room, everyone's head turned, everyone stood up to talk to her. She was like this hybrid, this mix of a girl who couldn't contain herself and a girl who would miss out on all of the opportunities life could offer a girl as wonderful as her.

Perhaps that's why Chris Marker understood her.

He was quiet most of the time, didn't talk much but instead kept his nose in a book. But somehow, he always managed to talk to Luna, even if it was just a few words. They seemed to just have a mental connection, and both of them clicked as soon as they met.

Her name was Luna and she was the light of Chris's life, not that he would tell her. He was terrified she wouldn't feel the same way or think he was insane. But he did secretly show her how he felt, he'd leave her small notes of poetry in books he knew she would read, and a warm glow would appear in the pit of his stomach as he watched her read the notes.

Another thing he liked to do was watch Luna dance. Almost every day she would dance through the shelves of the library. Before the outbreak, Luna's life revolved around dance. She would spend every waking moment dancing as much as she could and even in her dreams, she would dance. It would be all she'd ever talk or think about, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

Sitting on the cold floor of the library, Luna sighed as she looked at her pointe shoes flayed on the floor in front of her. She'd needed a new pair since before the outbreak and in fact was a few days away from getting a new pair, ones that would never arrive.

Sliding out of her battered converse, Luna placed her pointe slippers on and effortlessly began to dance through the shelves once she stood up, spinning endlessly to music she only heard in her mind.

She knew it was far too dangerous to actually play any music – the sickos would find them and slaughter them in a matter of hours. So until all the sickos were killed, she would have to hum softly or listen to the music in her head.

Chris would almost always watch her dance – from a distance, of course. He never wanted to disturb her while she was dancing, he wanted to watch her with the feeling like she didn't have to impress anyone.

Sometimes, she would catch him looking and would promptly blush and miss a few steps while he would almost run off and hide in some corner of the library and wait for her to come and find him.

After she'd finished dancing; she slid her converse back on and placed her shoes back onto an empty shelf. Almost like clockwork, Luna went to go find Chris. She knew where he would hide – he'd always be buried in a book he didn't particularly like and sitting in one of the old arm chairs, pretending to read but would always drop the book as soon as she arrived and would move to sit on the floor so the pair could sit together side by side.

Most of the time, the pair would sit in silence with Luna's head resting on Chris's shoulder and their hands holding each others. They would stay like that for hours, almost having a mental conversation with one another, completely lost in their own little world.

Once dinner time would come around, the pair would go their separate ways and pretend they had no interaction with one another whatsoever. Although, Chris has decided to tell Luna how he truly felt about her on World Book Day, a day that both of them had been looking forward to.

Of course, Luna had no idea what would be waiting for her on World Book Day, other than have a day to dress up as a fictional character and spend it with Chris, having fun.

In fact, none of the people attending World Book Day had any idea what was going to happen to them that day – and they would remember that fateful day for all the wrong reasons.

Note

Honestly, listening to classical music and scores from movies and TV shows is the best way to write this story just because of Luna's past as a ballet dancer – I dunno, it just helps me get into the feel of the story.

I'm going to try to focus on this story because I do want to keep this story short and get it over with since I've been seriously slacking on all of my stories recently.

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