Simone Carter
That's not something to joke about, especially with you...
That's not something to joke about, especially with you...
The bell has rung, and I stand still outside. The sun shines down on my face, and I feel the light breeze as it moves my hair. I don't feel like going back inside, I know I will have to face what waits for me sooner or later, but I rather it be later. I make myself leave the campus, not caring as of right now about the consequences. I don't have the energy to face people right now.
I make it back safely, feeling relieved when I see my apartment building. I took 45 minutes to get here but it was worth it. I make it to my front door, I take my keys out of my backpack to unlock my door. I lightly swing the door open and step in, I take off my shoes and place them by my door I run to my bedroom and flop onto my bed, taking in all its warmth and comfort.
I'm home old friend.
I get up and decide to make myself useful. Not that I am.
I pick up my backpack and glasses and make my way to my couch. Organizing all my assignments, I start in alphabetical order.
First debate.
I take out my old microsoft laptop begin typing.
Cali Rose Shapell.
noun
Cali is of Greek origin meaning; fairest, most beautiful, beautiful, and lovely.
Rose symbolizes balance, promise, hope, and new beginnings. It also can be symbolize by its thorns meaning defense, loss, and thoughtlessness.
Although, overall the Rose is very beautiful fragile flower that's why it needs its thorns.
Cali herself is...
I stop typing.
How would I describe Cali?
I sigh. Let's take a break.
I roll off of the couch and go to my room. I stand on the bed and grab a Janelle Monae record. Wanting to drown my thoughts, and problems in music.
Music
Noun
vocal or instrumental sounds (or both) combined in such a way as to produce beauty of form, harmony, and expression of emotion.
Also in my opinion the best form of therapy.
I set the record up, turning it to the highest notch it can go.
The sweet sound of violins, guitars, and waves flood into my ears. The nice beat drops and Janelles angelic voice plays.
Come, let me kiss you right there.
Wake you up like sunrise.
On the backs of your thighs.
Im gonna pray you this prayer.
Janelles music is different, and I like it. It embodies how I feel, and it has meaning and value.
I close my eyes letting the music move me. My body moves with the music as if we are in sync.
Even though you tell me you love me
I'm afraid that you just love my disguise
Taste my fears and light your candle to my raging fire
Of broken desire
But don't judge me
I know I got issues
But they drown when I kiss you
Don't judge me
Baptize me with ocean
Recognize my devotion
My hips sway to the music, and for the first time in days I don't feel anxious, stressed, or helpless. I don't feel trapped, guilty, and sorry. I feel calm, happy, and free.
The water's perfectly good
Let's reintroduce ourselves
From a free point of view
If I'm gon' sin, it's with you
Tattoo your love on my heart
Let the rumors be true.
I'm brought back to reality when I hear a knock on my door. Everything stops and the aura changes. I turn to the record player and turn it down. Letting the angelic voice die down and I sigh.
"I'm coming!" I yell trying to hide the irritation from the unknown guest.
I run around taking my homework and glasses off the couch throwing them onto my bed.
I look at the time.
7:00 pm. Three hours has passed that quick.
I stand infront of the door, contemplating if I should open it or not.
I finally open it. Janelle still hums in the background.
Cali stands outside with her back turned from the door, her hair thats usually down is in a ponytail. She wears a white oversized sweater, fishnet stocking, and combat boots.
"Hi, Cali." I say softly.
She turns around, and a smile lights up on her face. Her freckles dot her face.
If I missed you, would you think I was lonely.
If I let you inside.
"Hey, Simone."
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Teen FictionSimone never thought she'd be with someone like this. Never thought she would have come this far, but sometimes life takes an unexpected and particularly sharp turn.
