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Music of Life, and death (Fic) « Thread Started on Sept 5, 2009, 1:00pm »
Hey people! This story has no fandom, it is comepletely random and will probably not be updated as often as Remember me cause Remember me is already written and two, I'm still doing Remember me's sequel. Here we go.
Preface.
Have you ever wondered what death was like? I have. I always wondered what would happen, would everything just disappear? Nothing happens, no thoughts, no senses, just plain nothing? Or, would there be heaven? Living with old relatives that died years ago, family, friends, and god? Living life all over again, but more perfect. That is what I hope it’ll be like. I have always wished that things like vampires could exist, immortals, so I could be immortal too, live forever, never ending. Many people hate to think of death, and I do, but it sometimes comes up in my mind. I sometimes wonder, why we die, if god loves us so much can’t we live forever? That’s what makes me doubt god and the bible sometimes, though I’m Christian. Thing is, I also feel like its right around the corner. We get closer to death every second, though, now, I’m not even 14, it’s always going to happen eventually, and now it seems closer than ever, in the biggest adventure of my life... ____________________
Whadaya think? Good? I know it's only the preface but still. I may have some fanarts from it up soon, not sure though.
"Let's keep it moving in a forward motion! If we can hold on, we can cross this ocean! There's no sense in lettin' our emotions! Get in the way, until the door keeps closin!" -Thousand Foot Krutch
"Let's keep it moving in a forward motion! If we can hold on, we can cross this ocean! There's no sense in lettin' our emotions! Get in the way, until the door keeps closin!" -Thousand Foot Krutch
Joined: Aug 2009 Gender: Female Posts: 239 Location: In front of my computer.
Re: Music of Life, and death (Fic) « Reply #4 on Sept 8, 2009, 1:01pm »
Ok! Change of plan! Here its is! 1. Beginning
I’m Gemma Ashmore. A young, 13 year old girl living in Birmingham, England. I have a normal boring life, school, friends, and family. Though my family can be quite unusual, especially my older sister. Francis’s crazy, flips at the slightest little thing, and she’s a right bimbo. Her twin brother, Steven, and I get along much better, he’s been one of my best friend’s since my birth, and despite him being 16, hangs around with me and the rest of the girls, he’s cool. Both he and Francis have blonde hair, Francis has blue eyes and Steven has yellow eyes like me, never knew where they got it from. Mom and Dad are normal enough, no need to say anything about them. Louise, man, how do I start? She’s a Tele-tubbies obsessed four year old, ginger hair and green eyes, adores pink and loves to put make-up all over my baby brother Andy. He’s adorable, black hair and blue eyes, cute! Me? There’s nothing out of the ordinary about me other than my yellow eyes, freaky. Brunette hair, freckles, tomboy. I’m just your average girl.
Well, off to another day at school. I’m in year 8 at the moment, year 9 in about 3 months, only 3 more school weeks ‘til hols, I waste away the long school hours with my friends until we go home, and since my bro is in year 11, he never has lunch with me, so I don’t see him until the end of school. “Steven! Francis! Hurry up you two, I don’t wanna be late to school!” I called up to my siblings. Honestly, they’re never ready when I am; Francis is too busy with her make-up, which isn’t allowed. “Gem, School doesn’t start ‘til 8:20! It’s only quarter past seven!” Steven laughed back. I frowned. “I know! But I like getting there early so I can talk with my friend’s before registration, now c’mon!” Man he knows how to annoy me sometimes. “Alright sis, like, take a chill pill.” Francis called down. “Speak for yourself.” I muttered under my breath. “I heard that!” I shook my head and sat on the sofa. I was already in my school uniform, a jumper, white shirt, tie and grey trousers, or skirt. Then Steven sat down next to me. “’Bout time you got here.” I grumbled. “Where’s the bimbo?” “Doing her lipstick.” He replied. Sighing I stood up. “Let’s ditch her and leg it, I need to talk to the gang.” Steven nodded at me. “Ok, quick, she’ll be done soon.” He hushed. Laughing quietly we ran out of the door and got onto our bikes.
“Hey guys! We’re here at last!” I panted as Steven and I walked into the 3rd floor corridor. 3 faces turned to me. First was my BFF, Kim. She has shoulder length brunette hair with blonde highlights and brown eyes. Kim chooses to wear trousers like me. Then there was Jordan. She has dark brunette hair in a ponytail, with a big piece of hair over her left eye; the one eye showing was brown. She wore a skirt instead of trousers. And last but not least, my boyfriend Walter. He has messy dark brunette hair and green eyes. Of course he wore trousers. “’Bout bloomin’ time, its quarter to eight already!” Walter smiled. I giggled. “Blame the bimbo. The only reason we got here now was because we ditched her. Now, time to talk band.” I explained. They all nodded and we sat in a circle on the floor. “Ok, Believers, when is our next practice for the band?” Kim asked. That’s right, we have a band. We’re called ‘The Believers’. We don’t have many of our own songs; we mostly sing famous artists songs. “Gem?” “Tonight, I need to get some anger at a certain bimbo out of my system, and playing my guitar like a crazy person helps.” I replied. “Jordan, Walter, you good with that?” Steven asked. “Yup. But I won’t bring my recorder, I’ll do backing singing.” Jordan said. I nodded. “I agree, the songs we do do not really fit to a recorder.” Walter said. “My bass guitar will be ready, don’t worry.” “Me too, I just need to dust my kit off, get’s my asthma going when I drum them otherwise, the dust gets in my face.” Steven said. “How’d they get dust on them? It’s only been 2 days since practice!” Kim exclaimed. “Blame the antiques in the garage. They shed all their dust onto my kit.” “That’s why I leave my guitar in my room.” I smirked. I have to admit, I’m glad I am smarter than Steve in some ways. He always makes silly mistakes like that. “Well, we better check we all have our homework before we talk anything else. Math?” Steven said. “Yes.” I nodded. “Yes.” “Yes. How’d you know our homework anyway? You’re in year 11.” Walter questioned. “I look in Gemma’s homework diary. Have you got the history?” Steven replied. “Yup.” “Yes.” “Yeah.” “Ok, that’s all, now I gotta head to my form on second floor. See you at band practice!” He called as he left the room. “Cya!” We all called back. When he was gone I looked at my friend and giggled. “Ok, now he’s gone we can discuss plans for the b’day party.” I said. They all laughed and leaned into a huddle. “So, we all agree it’ll be in the school hall if we can hire it?” “Yup, and we’ll play a song for him, but have a different drummer.” Kim added. “I’ll be baking.” Jordan said. “And I’ll be doing nothing.” Walter grinned. “Only because you’re such a klutz, mister.” I scowled jokingly. He chuckled and rubbed my hair. “Hey! Never mess with a girl’s hair mister!” I reached up and hit the top of his head hard, from the look on his face, if we were a cartoon there would be a huge lump on the top of his skull by now. “Ow...” Walter groaned. The other two sighed in embarrassment as more people started to come in to wait for Registration to start. Not that no one knew about me and Walter, but apparently we were really embarrassing. “Whatever Kim.” I said. “Ah shuddup. Now c’mon, let’s talk normal stuff.” Kim giggled.
Soon registration had past and we were heading to our first class... PE! Oh, no... I’m rubbish at footy and we’re doing that today! I see some bruises around the corner. _________________
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