So, i was writing somethin' esle, but i got bored, so i wanted to write somethin' else. Then i got the idea for a love story, chose who i thought would make a grand lead character and wrote whatever came to mind. This is just the first chapter, and only the leading character appears so far, but others will appear! They will, they will! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lithy…why did you run? Am I not that grotesque …am I? Mish sat at her desk, resting her chin on the palm of her hand as her elbow balanced on the table. Time flew in quickly as she stared out the window next to her, fixated on two birds as they danced around each other - chirping as the fluttered. ‘Mish…MISH!’ Yelled Mish’s boss. Startled, Mish’s elbow slipped, her chin crashing to the table. Her boss frowned at her as she stood by her. ‘Day dreaming again?’ her boss presumed. Mish lifted her chin slowly, rubbing it while she raised it. ‘Just resting from working hard, Sir.’, Mish joked. ‘The only work you’re doing is day dreaming.’ she said, pointing to the perspiration on Mish’s head. Mish took out a handkerchief from her pocket and dab the perspiration on her forehead. There was a lot more than she realised, twisting the handkerchief several times to squeeze out the excess sweat, letting it drip to the floor. Her boss looked in disgust. As Mish twisted her handkerchief she caught a glance of her watch. 5:31pm. She gasped. She finished at 5:30pm. She pouted at her boss, her top lip quivering. She swivelled in her, squinting her body as she continued to pout. Her boss rolled her eyes. ‘Again?’ Her boss asked, ‘This has become a daily routine with you now.’ Mish continued to swivel and pout, but it was clear that she was holding back a smile. Her boss sighed. She closed her eyes and flicked her head towards the door, signalling that Mish could leave. Mish squealed. She jumped off her chair and bolted to the door. Not to her bosses surprise Mish’s bag was already packed and hanging next to her jacket. ‘See you to-…’ but Mish was already half way down the building - still putting on her jacket - before her boss had a chance to say goodbye. ‘If I’m quick enough I can catch the early train.’ Mish thought to herself. She dodge many passing businessmen that rushed alone the heavily congested street. A single bump into one of them would have caused her to fall in amongst the crowd. Or worse, they could trample over her, crushing her fragile body, blood squirting out her eyes and ears. It only crossed her mind once, though. She was making good timing for the train, having a couple of minutes to spare. Or so she thought. A heavy weight pressed down on the back of her foot, causing her to stumble. She looked back to see that her shoe had fallen off. She lifted her shoeless foot and hobbled over to pick it up, but passing people kicked it as they made their way to their destination. She pushed her way past oncoming people, desperately trying to reach her shoe, but it was kicked further and further from her reach. ‘Get out the way!’ she muttered in annoyance, pushing her way through the crowd. ‘AHHHHH!’ A large man came out of no where, walking directly into her. She felt her foot leave the ground as the man sent her flying through the air. A loud thud followed as she hurt the ground. Pain shot up her body, causing her to scream from agony. No one offered to help as she laid there face down, some taking a quick glance before they continued with their lives. Mustering all the strength she had left, she brought herself to her knee’s. Her hair dangled over her face as her head hanged down. She looked up to see her shoe was a few feet away from her. She crawled towards it, gradually getting closer. Luckily people had stopped kicking her shoe. She was in arm’s reach of her shoe, but something caught her attention. A pair of trainers stood in front of her. She stared at the feet for a moment, slowly making her way up to the face. She gawked at the button nosed faced, brown hair covering the eyes of the being. In a flash she closed her eyes and hid her face. She opened an eye as she turn her head slightly, just enough to see the being, but enough so her hair covered her face. No one was there. She looked around, moving her head so she could see between the crowd. Grabbing and placing her shoe on, Mish jumped to her feet. She pushed through the crowd, frantically looking for the being, but she couldn’t see him. Confused and battered, she headed for the train station. Luckily she was still able to catch the early train. Rain pelted off the train carriage, the train clanked as it as it rode along the track. Mish finally found a seat as the carriage began to empty. Eventually, it was just her a middle age man beside her. The man, winked at her, gently licking his lips. He shuffled closer to her. Mish looked away nervously. The man coughed to get her attention, but Mish never fell for his tricks. Other things were on her mind. ‘W-was that Lithy?’ she wondered to herself, over and over again. ‘Hey baby…’ the middle age man said suggestively, but Mish took no notice. ‘It was Lithy…but why was he here?’ She couldn’t get him off her mind. Images of them ran wildly through her mind. She started sweating, her breathing getting deep and deeper. ‘L-Lithy…’ she gasped. The man looked at her strangely. She clutched her legs, her eyes fixated in one place. Things started to become a blur to her. Her head felt light. She tried to open a window for air, but she was too weak at this point. Things got dark and she collapsed to the floor of the train. The old man looked at her with a sinister look as he walked to her. Mish saw him for a brief moment before falling unconscious. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not a particular funny start, but meh. I'll have one up hopefully tomorrow.
BUT I WANT MOAR NOW D: Aw, Kitty, I feel like you wrote this just for me. P: With Lithy not being around anymore and all.. I actually finish work at 5pm and my boss is a woman and even if she was a guy, I wouldn't refer to him as 'sir'. :3 But the rushing for the train part is so right. xD; I can't wait to see what happens. D: Every day at work I day dream about some hot guy showing up and sweeping me off my feet, it's all I can do to stop myself from dying of boredom! So this little story is like someone else writing my own fantasy for me. XD;
Guys, throw me a freakin' bone! I need the input. Awww shucks. I know folk have been down about him lately, and i was never able to bag him at the Braehead for you, so aye, it's kinda for you. ^^ Plus, you and Lithy are A+ class material together. =D
Usually my stories just attrach spamminess, but i suppose i could put this one in the CC section. Thank you! That was just the start. Misty, i love you. <3 *goes to use* May you help me with double checkin' it? :3 Thanks guys, i'll try for tonight to post chapter 2. ^^
Right, already told you what I think. It's really lulzy. Oh lulz. GOGOGOGOGOGOGOGO MOAR. I shall not point out your grammar mistakes anymore and let you be illiterate.
NOOOOOO! Tell me. I won't learn if you don't point them out...unless there are a lot. PM me the mistakes? hehe.
Awwww, Mish just wanting to get out of the office as if her life depended on it makes me proud. Cruel masses of people though. :x
And the moral of the story kiddies, is don't sit in an empty carriage with creepy middle aged men n______n
Or trains, for those of us across the pond ;) Bout time we saw something grace the Creativity Corner of yours kitty, and I'm impressed, the only thing that I can say is that the beginning seems like it could use a bit more description and somewhat rushed in my opinion but then it becomes more natural in the rush to reach the train.
Aye, this was a bit rushed, so i'm tryin' to take my time with the next few chapters. As for the next chapter...i'm strugglin' with one scene. It's not somethin' i'm particularly use to writtin' about, so bare with me. Tomorrow for sure. ^^
