Post by Kristin on Jul 14, 2006 12:00:21 GMT -5
Here's one of my cheesy romance orignal fics. I hope y'all enjoy and please leave some feedback
~Chapter 1~
The soft melody resonated throughout out the cold white room. It was singing a sorrowful song. Slowly it got louder and the key turned to minor. It seemed as if black thunderclouds had flocked together and started pouring a rainstorm. The song gradually gained intensity and reached the climax. As the tune climbed down, however, several notes were misplaced, killing the song.
“Argh, I always mess up there,” The young woman known as Nichole Davis, who had been playing this masterpiece, growled in frustration. She closed her hazel eyes and took a deep breath. “Come on, just try again. You can do this”
She pushed her silky dirty blonde hair from her face and placed her hands on the ivory keys. She repeated the song several times through, failing at the exact spot. She glanced at the clock. The 6 o’clock hour was quickly approaching. “I’ve gotten two hours of practice in… so I think I can it quits for today. Besides if I have to play Bach one more time I think I will scream” Nichole was a music major. So she was forced to spend hours in these cramped and icy practice rooms. She hated it, but it was a necessary evil.
Nichole rose gracefully from the piano and gathered everything up. It was time for dinner before cramming for a test in the library.
Outside the music building, her sister Jess patiently waited for her. Both women sported athletic bodies from dancing and cheerleading. They were close images of each other; only Jess was two years Nichole’s junior and had aqua eyes. The personality traits also differed. Jess was outgoing, partied and still managed to keep up a C average. Nichole, on the other hand, studied, worked very hard and was a more reserved person. They didn’t room together but saw each other when time permitted.
Nichole smiled at her sister. “Hey sis, what are you doing here?”
“I knew that you liked to practice around this time. I just thought I’d drop by and ask you if you wanted to go to SoCal Café with me.”
SoCal café was the student hangout. It was almost a full house almost every night.
“Well, it might be getting a little busy, but why not? I need to relax”
They began walking “Stressful day?” Jess asked.
Nichole nodded. “Very stressful. I need to get my mind of it right now”
”Then this should do the trick”
A half hour later the two women arrived. The SoCal Café looked as it always did, with the neon sign, bright colored walls, and funky booths and tables. It would be a good job work here during college. It looked like it was starting to push capacity.
They were greeted by a waitress who could put them in a two person table by the window. They agreed.
After they had settled in and their drink orders taken, Nichole asked, “How was your day?”
Jess sighed. “Do you really wanna know? It has sucked bad”
“Oh sure, if you don’t mind sharing”
Jess went into a big story on how she failed a test, almost lost her shirt during cl[arse], and her best friend’s latest escapade to steal her boyfriend. “Why can’t she understand that he is off limits?” Nichole asked
“She really wants him and apparently had dropped all the unwritten rules of friendship. I’ve tried to make it clear 5 million times but she will never listen. I’ve also said that if she and him hook up, they will both lose me”
“And does she seem to care?” Nichole asked.
“Absolutely not” Jess sighed, “Nichole you are so lucky. You don’t have any drama in your life.
That was the truth. It seemed as if everyone around her was involved in some kind of drama or other. They absolutely envied her for it. She didn’t have TIME for that kind of thing. Most of her day consisted working her butt off, she didn’t make any of her friends mad, and she didn’t have a boyfriend. So that eliminated all the components.
“Yeah, but with a schedule like mine, there is no time for that. It would erode at me like the ocean erodes on the sand. Cheer up Jess. The storm will p[arse] and you’ll find another best friend who treats you with the respect you deserve”
She smiled. “I’m trying. I actually talk to my best friend from high school a lot more. Hopefully we can see each other soon. Did anything exciting happen to you today?”
“You’ll think it’s totally boring.”
“Hey you listen to things I’m into and you don’t think it’s the most exciting thing in the world”
“True. I was working on my trouble piece during practice, and nothing progressed”
“You should go find someone who is a great piano player and maybe they can help you”
“I should… I wanted to ask my teacher, but he won’t help us. Oh well. I’ll get it, even if it takes till the night before it’s due, doggoneit”
“That’s the attitude Nichole!” They laughed. The food came and they ate in silence for several minutes.
A group of guys sat down near them. Jess immediately turned to them. This was no surprise since she loved flirting with guys. She was a boy crazy chick.
“Checking out all the hot guys, Jess?” Nichole teased.
She shook her head. “Not really. Don’t that one in the orange remind of you of Landon?”
Landon? It had been awhile she since he heard that name. She looked over at the guy. He had a thick head and curly dark blonde hair, and green eyes. His body was athletic from playing sports. He was dressed very laid back in an orange t-shirt, jeans and flip-flips. Sure, he reminded her of Landon but there was no snowballs chance it was him. There were lots of guys like him.
“Yeah he does. But I seriously doubt it’s him. It’s been three years since we have seen each other and I have no idea in the world where he is now”
“Did you ever wish you had more time together than you did?” Jess asked.
Nichole shrugged. “Sometimes. My world shattered into pieces when he moved. He was the first one that I really felt strong connection to. I don’t regret anything that happened between us, but if given the chance… yes, I would tell him I want to pick up where we left off.” She sighed, “Who am I kidding though? It was high school love and probably stay that way”
“You never know, he might just walk back into your life when you least expect it” Jess told her.
“Yeah, I suppose so.”
Nichole lay in bed later that night, her thoughts full of Landon. They met junior year in high school after being put in cl[arse] together. She thought he was gorgeous but didn’t have the guts to talk to him. One day she found a note in her locker from Landon. It said he wanted to meet her after school. He was waiting for her with a red rose and asked her if she would go to the winter formal with him. This was the beginning of an eight-month love affair. She’d had boyfriends before, but no one like Landon. He was the sweetest, loving, caring guy she had ever been with. He was always doing sweet little things for her to show he was thinking about her or that he loved her. Their bond was really close. He was her first love. Then, the summer before senior year, he had to move. The couple agreed that they should go ahead and end the relationship to save heartache in case the long distance relationship failed. Still, she cried for months after he left. Her heart had been ripped out of her chest and couldn’t stop bleeding. Eventually, she was able to move on but Landon had never left her heart. “Come on Nichole” She scolded herself. “That was then; this is now. You’ll find another guy who will do what Landon did”
She sighed “I suppose I shouldn’t dwell… why do you haunt me so after all these years, Landon?” She dosed off into a fitful slumber.
~Chapter 1~
The soft melody resonated throughout out the cold white room. It was singing a sorrowful song. Slowly it got louder and the key turned to minor. It seemed as if black thunderclouds had flocked together and started pouring a rainstorm. The song gradually gained intensity and reached the climax. As the tune climbed down, however, several notes were misplaced, killing the song.
“Argh, I always mess up there,” The young woman known as Nichole Davis, who had been playing this masterpiece, growled in frustration. She closed her hazel eyes and took a deep breath. “Come on, just try again. You can do this”
She pushed her silky dirty blonde hair from her face and placed her hands on the ivory keys. She repeated the song several times through, failing at the exact spot. She glanced at the clock. The 6 o’clock hour was quickly approaching. “I’ve gotten two hours of practice in… so I think I can it quits for today. Besides if I have to play Bach one more time I think I will scream” Nichole was a music major. So she was forced to spend hours in these cramped and icy practice rooms. She hated it, but it was a necessary evil.
Nichole rose gracefully from the piano and gathered everything up. It was time for dinner before cramming for a test in the library.
Outside the music building, her sister Jess patiently waited for her. Both women sported athletic bodies from dancing and cheerleading. They were close images of each other; only Jess was two years Nichole’s junior and had aqua eyes. The personality traits also differed. Jess was outgoing, partied and still managed to keep up a C average. Nichole, on the other hand, studied, worked very hard and was a more reserved person. They didn’t room together but saw each other when time permitted.
Nichole smiled at her sister. “Hey sis, what are you doing here?”
“I knew that you liked to practice around this time. I just thought I’d drop by and ask you if you wanted to go to SoCal Café with me.”
SoCal café was the student hangout. It was almost a full house almost every night.
“Well, it might be getting a little busy, but why not? I need to relax”
They began walking “Stressful day?” Jess asked.
Nichole nodded. “Very stressful. I need to get my mind of it right now”
”Then this should do the trick”
A half hour later the two women arrived. The SoCal Café looked as it always did, with the neon sign, bright colored walls, and funky booths and tables. It would be a good job work here during college. It looked like it was starting to push capacity.
They were greeted by a waitress who could put them in a two person table by the window. They agreed.
After they had settled in and their drink orders taken, Nichole asked, “How was your day?”
Jess sighed. “Do you really wanna know? It has sucked bad”
“Oh sure, if you don’t mind sharing”
Jess went into a big story on how she failed a test, almost lost her shirt during cl[arse], and her best friend’s latest escapade to steal her boyfriend. “Why can’t she understand that he is off limits?” Nichole asked
“She really wants him and apparently had dropped all the unwritten rules of friendship. I’ve tried to make it clear 5 million times but she will never listen. I’ve also said that if she and him hook up, they will both lose me”
“And does she seem to care?” Nichole asked.
“Absolutely not” Jess sighed, “Nichole you are so lucky. You don’t have any drama in your life.
That was the truth. It seemed as if everyone around her was involved in some kind of drama or other. They absolutely envied her for it. She didn’t have TIME for that kind of thing. Most of her day consisted working her butt off, she didn’t make any of her friends mad, and she didn’t have a boyfriend. So that eliminated all the components.
“Yeah, but with a schedule like mine, there is no time for that. It would erode at me like the ocean erodes on the sand. Cheer up Jess. The storm will p[arse] and you’ll find another best friend who treats you with the respect you deserve”
She smiled. “I’m trying. I actually talk to my best friend from high school a lot more. Hopefully we can see each other soon. Did anything exciting happen to you today?”
“You’ll think it’s totally boring.”
“Hey you listen to things I’m into and you don’t think it’s the most exciting thing in the world”
“True. I was working on my trouble piece during practice, and nothing progressed”
“You should go find someone who is a great piano player and maybe they can help you”
“I should… I wanted to ask my teacher, but he won’t help us. Oh well. I’ll get it, even if it takes till the night before it’s due, doggoneit”
“That’s the attitude Nichole!” They laughed. The food came and they ate in silence for several minutes.
A group of guys sat down near them. Jess immediately turned to them. This was no surprise since she loved flirting with guys. She was a boy crazy chick.
“Checking out all the hot guys, Jess?” Nichole teased.
She shook her head. “Not really. Don’t that one in the orange remind of you of Landon?”
Landon? It had been awhile she since he heard that name. She looked over at the guy. He had a thick head and curly dark blonde hair, and green eyes. His body was athletic from playing sports. He was dressed very laid back in an orange t-shirt, jeans and flip-flips. Sure, he reminded her of Landon but there was no snowballs chance it was him. There were lots of guys like him.
“Yeah he does. But I seriously doubt it’s him. It’s been three years since we have seen each other and I have no idea in the world where he is now”
“Did you ever wish you had more time together than you did?” Jess asked.
Nichole shrugged. “Sometimes. My world shattered into pieces when he moved. He was the first one that I really felt strong connection to. I don’t regret anything that happened between us, but if given the chance… yes, I would tell him I want to pick up where we left off.” She sighed, “Who am I kidding though? It was high school love and probably stay that way”
“You never know, he might just walk back into your life when you least expect it” Jess told her.
“Yeah, I suppose so.”
Nichole lay in bed later that night, her thoughts full of Landon. They met junior year in high school after being put in cl[arse] together. She thought he was gorgeous but didn’t have the guts to talk to him. One day she found a note in her locker from Landon. It said he wanted to meet her after school. He was waiting for her with a red rose and asked her if she would go to the winter formal with him. This was the beginning of an eight-month love affair. She’d had boyfriends before, but no one like Landon. He was the sweetest, loving, caring guy she had ever been with. He was always doing sweet little things for her to show he was thinking about her or that he loved her. Their bond was really close. He was her first love. Then, the summer before senior year, he had to move. The couple agreed that they should go ahead and end the relationship to save heartache in case the long distance relationship failed. Still, she cried for months after he left. Her heart had been ripped out of her chest and couldn’t stop bleeding. Eventually, she was able to move on but Landon had never left her heart. “Come on Nichole” She scolded herself. “That was then; this is now. You’ll find another guy who will do what Landon did”
She sighed “I suppose I shouldn’t dwell… why do you haunt me so after all these years, Landon?” She dosed off into a fitful slumber.