It feels like I am in that one movie with the girl sitting in the rain starving
and the boy who is her love interest tosses her the bread.
Can a Red head like him be mine?
I am looking in the window and the door says open but my heart says no.
He looks cute punk rocker clothing bright ruby red hair, and the sweet smell of
bread and pastrys cook and my mouth slavivating like the mighty Niagara falls,
and the florescent light makes his beauty like skin ghost and his lips full but
light.
He flips the cosmos magazine, I stopped by here for two whole days now looking
at him and only him and today is my third and tomarrow is the Italian holiday
they celebrate called May Day.
“Wow...” I stumbled
My accent is soft and strong, I am the girl with wavy black hair that has a hint
of red and the funny freckles looking skin, I am African-American and Greece(the
northern kind) and my light skin and cats eye green eyes and my wavy hair cut in
the back and long in the front and it starts to rain.
“Mother fucker!” I yelled
He quickly looks up at me and my eyes go empty and my face is on fire and my
catholic school uniform and brief case is wet and I start walking away quickly
and look at the Rome city skyline.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck...!” I muttered fearfully
I hear a deep male voice and he says “Geia sou den teleió̱seis gia ména tó̱ra o
ouranós ékane óla étoima.” he says pervy
I look up and he is here standing next to me juggling and umbrella in one hand
and a hot coffee and he is looking up at me and his eyes are the killer
for-get-me-not-blue eyes and ice cold skin light, wet and warm. “Boreíte ...
eísai Élli̱nas?” I asked nicely
“Nai Cutie, allá moiázei me éna katharó. Eíste apó edó̱.” he said nicely
I shake my head no. “US Virgin islands.” I said kindly in English
A EXTREAMLY long pause.
“Hmmm, a Virgin are you touched by me for the very first time.” he laughed
“How original.” I snapped
I swiped the coffee and his eyes go wide and I know his eyes are looking all
over me. “You ware every thing baggy.” he asked wonderfully
I walk away and don't mind him and yell “Taxi!” I secreamed in Italian
He walks back to his curb area and sees me go away. “Julielyn Palmroy.
XX34-906.” he mumbled
And Hour later I look at the package my brother sent me from boston and I open
it. He is a Fashion designer and he is a noob at it. I put it on.
“Jimmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!” I yelled pissed off
It's a tight fitted short one sleeved dress and I look in the mirror. “Like that
song says for you Julie you have Ass ass ass and boobs sis and most of these I
am making are floral and meant for breasty people like you, ware this with the
blue eyeliner and the kitten heels that you have and I packed a sweet sexy baby
doll dress that I sent also. Aww fuck you to Jimmy.” I said coldly
I look in the mirror I am a ordinary High school student studying Abroad in
Italy and I have a voluptuous body just for a teen, Boobs that are 38 Triple D
and nice ass and long legs and I am Five foot six and I look like a normal teen.
The door rapps and taps.
“ Coming!” I yelled
I turn and run to the door and look thru the peep hole. It's a messy Ruck shack
but it has the homely feeling to it and I open up the door.
“Ludwig hey...” I said Nicely
“Please call me...Hot damn Julie what in gods name!” he said
I notice his pants and he his astoundment, and lecherous scarlet color he is and
he enters my house.
“Clovis! Restroom is past the kitchen on the left.” I snapped
“Gotcha!” he yelled
His Aryan race is the pure of all and the linage has past and he is American and
he is the nice person I ever meet and he tells me he has plans to end that
linage.
“Thanks Julie.” He said calmly
His star struck blue eyes advert me and look at him.“Yes, what are roomies
for.” I snapped
Yes I know your saying what, but he has the guest room across the hall from my
room when he needs it. “Julie, I know tomarrow is well MayDay will you like
to...” He asked
Bam! Books slam on his head.“Ask her what.”
“Rahela!” yelled Clovis
The girl vampire looking and happy we meet the first day of school and she is
nice as nice can be, her false red eyes and she soft but thick Romanian accent.
“You to please shut the fuck up!” I yelled
I have a robe on and we look at each other. “VayDay(May Day) I tomorrow you
wanna have fun and go to the V show?” Rahela Asked nicely
“Why no do you wanna go to Cove?” I asked
“Why not.” He stumbled
The phone rings. “No.” we chimed
We laugh and I walk into the kitchen. “Dinnah*.” asked Rahela
*spelling for Rahela will be Diffrent because her accent.
“Yea it's left overs you can have some if you like.” I said Calmly
“No thank you.” said Clovis shyly
I look at him, Clovis is a shy but rowdy person and his star eyes and snow
blonde and his light skin I can see the look in his eyes like he loves someone.
I hope it's not me.
Midnight. I am laying in the den in a nice sexy candy striper lace nightdress
garments and I look out the window and the moon is a crescent like the biscuit
soaked in yellow, runny fulid that we called butter and yummy wine tasting
succulent grape jam and I am sitting up and nice spring breeze and I feel a hand
go up.
“Jewel...” said a tender male voice
I turn my head and the snow hair brushes up to my body and are nose
touches.“Clove.” I said
We look at each other and his lips get closer to mine.
YOU ARE READING
Power of the Rose
Teen FictionCold, Spiteful, Nineteen year old, male, Ambrosa "Ambrose." or "Amber." Basile has been a actor ever since he was two, and Renne "Ren" D'amor has been a Male model ever since he was six and soon later they both meet, at a photo shoot. Ren is sweet...