Picture Perfect Night Sky

By MelancholicBastard

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Two people struggling with life as they do their best to find who they really are. One who's struggling with... More

Prologue
1 ¦ Margaret Fellice
2 ¦ Jacob Pierce
3 ¦ Margaret Fellice
4 ¦ Jacob Pierce
5 ¦ Margaret Fellice
6 ¦ Jacob Pierce
7 ¦ Margaret Fellice
8 ¦ Jacob Pierce
9 ¦ Margaret Fellice
10 ¦ Jacob Pierce
11 ¦ Margaret Fellice
12 ¦ Jacob Pierce
13 ¦ Margaret Fellice
14 ¦ Jacob Pierce
15 ¦ Margaret Fellice
16 ¦ Jacob Pierce
18 ¦ Jacob Pierce
19 ¦ Margaret Fellice
20 ¦ Jacob Pierce
21 ¦ Margaret Fellice
22 ¦ Jacob Pierce
23 ¦ Margaret Fellice
24 ¦ Jacob Pierce
25 ¦ Margaret Fellice
26 ¦ Jacob Pierce
27 ¦ Margaret Fellice
28 ¦ Jacob Pierce
29 ¦ Margaret Fellice
30 ¦ Jacob Pierce
31 ¦ Margaret Fellice
32 ¦ Jacob Pierce
33 ¦ Margaret Fellice
34 ¦ Jacob Pierce
35 ¦ Margaret Fellice
36 ¦ Jacob Pierce
37 ¦ Margaret Fellice
38 ¦ Jacob Pierce
39 ¦ Margaret Fellice
40 ¦ Jacob Pierce
41 ¦ Margaret Fellice
42 ¦ Jacob Pierce
43 ¦ Margaret Fellice
44 ¦ Jacob Pierce
45 ¦ Margaret Fellice
46 ¦ Jacob Pierce
Epilogue

17 ¦ Margaret Fellice

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By MelancholicBastard

Well, this past week had been A-Okay, eyeing Noah who's been stressing out from all his project, for me at least.

For starters, I'm almost done with my self-portrait. Jacob and I had an agreement on how many pics each of us going to have, still weirded by his sudden change of attitude towards me, what was that all about? We exchanged phone numbers just to communicate with one another about the project. Heck, he already had one picture, and it's a picture of me painting. He sent it to me so that I'll be the one who will compile every picture.

I also bought a photo album, for memories I guess, and of course the photo album is themed with stars and moon. The cover is glistening with silver stars, shining in each tilt of the album, and when you open it, voilà there's that picture of me painting.

It's a great shot actually, it shows the sunlight lingering to the paint bucket and enough to see what I'm drawing. I have never thought about that asshole has a good set of eyes to take this marvelous photo. I'm still shocked that he took this one.

These past weeks have been calm lately, I still feel stress sometimes, but most of the time, it's just calm. Since it's Saturday, I actually don't know what to do. I'm gonna take a break for a while because I deserve it.

Laying on my bed, thinking about what to do for my spare time, but then a sudden notification of Nancy messaging me.

Nancy: Yow, wanna go out?

Talk about perfect timing. Nancy is truly the best. There will be a long, long talk with Nancy once we're out together.

Me: Omfg, perfect timing. I'm actually bored.

Nancy: Great. I'm gonna drive by the gate. See you there!

I jump out of my bed, readying myself to go out. As I am about to head out of the door, Noah snickers at me, giving me an impish grin.

"What?" I raise an eyebrow at his direction, and he just shakes his head.

"Nothing, I'm just surprised you're gonna go out?" He then lifts his fingers up and down at me. "I'm digging the outfit by the way."

"Yeah, this is always my choice of outfit. I'm glad you liked it." I look down at my white plain T-shirt accompanied by a soft black hoodie jacket, and the usual black skinny jeans with black Converse shoes. To be honest, I'm more of a Converse emo than a Vans emo. The same goes to Noah, he is also a Converse emo. We also have the same aesthetic choice, we both choose Dark Academia aesthetic.

"You know, you look like you have a date or something." As always, as he gets closer to me, I see a bag of chips on his hand, ready to get devoured by him. Poor bag of chips.

"Shut up, Nancy and I are just gonna hang out together?" I roll my eyes, and so did he.

"Okay, well, have fun with your date with Nancy."

"It's not a date! We're just gonna hangout!" I act like those little girls when their parents didn't allow them to go out.

He rolls his eyes again as he stands up, to put his chips aside. I notice that he's also dressed like he's going out. A plain white V-neck shirt with a black unbuttoned up shirt accompanied by a black trench coat that is just resting on his shoulders, and to finish it up, he wears a black ripped jeans with black Converse.

"Uh, where are you going?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest, raising an eyebrow in his direction.

"Oh, I'm meeting up with my therapist." He smiles, lifting his eyebrows up and down.

"Wait, you're in therapy?" I chuckle, I couldn't believe he's in therapy. Well, he needs one anyway.

"I'm just joking." his tone as deep as his soul in his dark brown eyes.

"Really? I thought you are actually seeing a therapist. You actually need it." I fight back my urge to laugh uncontrollably at him. "But don't say too much, or they'll send you to an asylum."

"Ha Ha Ha, very funny Maggie." He rolls his eyes at me. "Why don't you become a stand-up comedian?"

"Nah, I rather become a sit-down disappointment." Noah laughs hysterically, and I just snicker at my own joke. "Okay, in all seriousness, where are you going?"

"Well, I have this group session in my Philosophy Ethics Class. All student must participate in the group session."

"What are you guys doing in that group session anyway?" I'm actually curious on joining Philosophy class. Maybe when I'm done with this year, I'll choose Philosophy to be one of my minors.

"We're just discussing each philosophical beliefs of each philosopher." He shrugs his shoulders.

"Wait a minute, when you say 'all students', you mean even Ben?" I give him a wide grin, lifting my eyebrows up and down to tease him even more.

His facial expression immediately turns bland and expressionless. "Well, yeah?"

Omg, Noah is going to see Ben Rider, I'm internally screaming. Ben is Noah's hetero crush since he first went to this university, and now he's stalking him, I'm a proud roomie. Not gonna lie, Ben is a decent looking kinda guy, and they certainly look good together if I say so myself. The problem is, Ben is a full-on hetero, and I don't think he's into the same sex. Don't get me wrong, Ben isn't homophobic or anything, he just doesn't feel anything when it comes to the same sex. Poor Noah, stalking someone who can't be with him. Kinda tragic really.

I give a sympathized look towards Noah's direction, and in return, he just raises an eyebrow at me. "You know that you don't have a chance with him, right?" I feel bad for the guy who's just looking for love.

"I know..." He sounds sad now, I don't want to hear his sad voice. It's quite rare to hear him sad like that. "But wouldn't hurt to make him my inspiration, right?" He gives out a slight smile just to hide his sadness written around his face.

I walk up towards him, and give him a huge tight hug. "Well, good luck about that man. Even if it seems impossible, at least you made him your inspiration to keep moving forward." Smiling, even though he won't see it when my head is right behind his.

Even though I can't see his face behind me, I could still feel him smiling genuinely. "Thank you for that, you're the best." We both pull off from the hug and just smile at one another. Heading to the door, "Good luck with your date with Nancy! Tell her I said hi!" Noah exclaims as I close the door behind me, smiling.

I snatch up my phone from my pocket to type in a text.

Me: Where are you now? And also, Noah says hi.

I immediately receive a reply from Nancy.

Nancy: I'm already at the gate. Where are you? And also tell Noah I said hello.

Me: Don't worry, I'm coming!

Closing in the text messages between me and Nancy, switching to Noah's number.

Me: Yo, Nancy says hello.

Noah: YAY!!!

Chuckling softly as I put my phone in my pocket and meander as fast as my lungs can handle. Have I mentioned that I have an asthma? No, well this might be the best time, is it? But who cares? I'm going to have a date with Nancy, and we're gonna gossip a lot of stuff. Especially about-

I accidentally bump into someone, when I was too busy thinking about our gossip. Haven't I learned from bumping into someone? I didn't learn anything from the past, did I?

"What did I just tell you? I said you need to be careful right?" That soft calm voice... I remember who's that voice belongs to.

I slowly look up, hoping that the person I'm thinking about is really the person I just bump into, and to my judgment, it is Amon. My face light up with a bright smile with a hint of nervousness, because I just bump into him again. "Amon! Hey!"

"Hello again!" He smiles back at me. His eyes roaming up and down to me, "Where are you going??" He raises an eyebrow.

"Well, I have a date." I keep on smiling at him, but his smile quickly fades into a faint frown.

"Oh really?" He sounds sad for some reason. I don't know why he sound so sad.

"Yeah, actually it's just with my 'girlfriend'." I gesture an air-quote on the word "girlfriend", but Amon seems to misinterpret it.

"You're a lesbian?" His eyes went wide for a second.

I wish I was lesbian, I would totally date Nancy, I murmur in my mind. "Oh, no not like that. I meant that I have a date with my friend which is a girl." I try to give him a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

"Oh, okay." His infamous calm sweet smile is back on his smooth adorable face. "Have fun would ya!" He waves at me as he walks away, still smiling.

"Yeah, thanks." I wave back, heading over the entrance as fast as I can, and I feel a constant vibration in my pocket, I prefer to put my phone into vibrate than putting on some annoying ringtone that can ruin my concentration. I snatch my phone again just to see Nancy's text.

Nancy: Where the fuck are you? I'm getting bored on waiting you. Don't tell me you visited fucking Narnia?

I laugh at her message. God, I wish I could visit Narnia.

Me: Sorry, I'm coming don't worry about it. I just accidentally bump into someone.

Nancy: What's with you bumping into people?

Me: I don't know, don't ask me.

I put my phone back into my pocket. As I turn to the end of the hallway, I can already see Nancy waving and jumping just so I can see her. Waving back and jumping like her, as if I'm a happy little bunny rabbit. Finally, reached her car, and we hug each other for a moment.

"You have no idea how much I want to make chit-chat with you." I let go of her. "There's just so much to talk about."

"Well, you better start now, because we're going to have a long ride!" Nancy pats my back as I enter her car.

Watching Nancy hop on the driver's seat, turning the engine up, my phone suddenly vibrates in my pocket. I snatch up my phone and see what's up, but it turns out, it's just Noah having a mild panic attack from his crush.

Noah: Omg omg omg, Ben is sitting two seats away from me!!!

I could practically hear him screeching just by reading his message. "Who's that?" Nancy asks before she starts driving away from the gate.

"Oh, it's just Noah, panicking because his crush is seating two seats away from him."

Nancy chuckles up softly, her focus is on the road, while I type in my response.

Me: Dude, he's just seating two seats away from you, calm down.

Noah: I know that. And also, every time we look at each other, he gives me a smile. I think he likes me.

Me: Really? A guy just smiles at you and you immediately think he likes you?

Noah: It's a possibility, so shush your mouth.

I laugh softly but Nancy notices it and now looking at me in the front mirror. "Why are you laughing?" She raises an eyebrow at the mirror before turning her attention back to the road.

"Oh, it's just Noah jumping into the conclusion that his crush likes him because he just smiles at him." I'm still chuckling softly by that.

Nancy let out a sigh, smiling as she focuses on where she is driving. "That's Noah alright, jumping into questionable conclusions." We both laugh as Nancy drives off.

This is all I need in my life. Just the sound of our laughter combined by smooth engine noise from her car, but even though this feels amazing, there's still something missing in my life. I can't think of what's that thing that is missing, and I also can't seem to stop thinking about it. I bet once I tell this predicament to anyone, the thought will go away, but for now, I just need to have fun.

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