Cursive

Prologue

"Ams, he moves out in three days." I spoke through the phone, sighing, feeling tears brim my eyes again. "You graduate tomorrow." She spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. "Your point?" I asked, what was she getting at. My brother, the cool, awesome, artistic, brother was moving. Out of the inspiration filled bowl he lived in, to a drab city I happened to live in. He was moving in with his drab new fiancé. I wanted to puke, she was sucking out all the awesome parts of him, however, he was happy so I guess I would have to accept it, and force a smile on my face. "My point," she spoke breaking me from my thoughts," is that now you can live. He was the only thing that kept you sane, and now you need to break the ice and find your place. I'm going to Paris in a week, so I can't be your therapy." I found myself nodding to her words even though she couldn't see me through the phone. I grunted in response, she knew she was right, now she knew that I knew. She laughed at me, "Fly pretty bird, you've got the wings, just let go." I smiled at her words, "Yeah I'll take that advice, hey it's getting late, and you know how long it takes me to get ready." I said, ending in a monotone voice. "Oh, yeah. Graduation. What a joy? I'll see you tomorrow lovely." She ended the phone call after I returned her goodbye. Sighing I threw my phone on my bed and fell back, a sigh escaping my lips. The digital clock beside me, read 12:04 . I picked up my phone, placing it on my charger, walking to my bathroom. After I finished preparing myself for bed I crawled into my bed, and closed my eyes. Awaiting the great change occurring tomorrow.

It ended taking me about four hours total, to get ready. Only because my cap, gown, and evening dress were in the cleaners about an hour away. I had done my hair and make up before the car ride to grab these said items. Changing in the bathroom, I hurried outside the little shop, climbed into my car and headed back, with my thoughts clouded with my day ahead. I turn off my brain and turn up the radio, loosing myself in the song and drive.

Stepping out of the car, I see my best friend running towards me. I smile and meet her half way, being engulfed in a hug. I smile at her, and we intertwine our arms and walk to our seats. "Are you ready?" The words seemed to slip out of my lips without compliance with my mind. She shook her head a bit before nodding. "I think I am, ask me in two weeks and you may get a new answer." She spoke, a nervous look crossing her face. I laughed at her shaking my head. We walked around for about thirty minutes talking to everyone that we knew, then they announced the beginning of the ceremony. With everyone seated they called the first name. I smiled looking around, I had done it. Now my real life began.

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Well, here we have it. I am honestly just gonna let what happens with this book, happen. It came to me, on Sunday. Helping my brother move. It got me thinking I started coming up with words, then sentences, then plots, and characters, and everything included in a book. I have officially planted the seed, so lets hope this flower blossoms. Every read, vote, comment, matters so much to me. This isn't fanfiction, this isn't some amazing book written by a fabulous author. I am a teenager. Living with my parents, I attend high school. I dream, I write, I read, I sing, I guard, I march, and I stress. I am not setting a limit to which this book is updated. Not gonna happen. Lets let the beauty that can become of this book happen naturally shall we? Much love, and inspiration.

-Sisco.