KitanaVorr
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Lingering Daydreams, Part 1
Monday, 12:30pm
Lincoln High School Music Room, Oak Grove
Lana walked inside, dropping her bookbag on the window seat. Her finger was about to switch on the light, but then she decided that she liked the semi-darkness with only the faint light of a winter's day to light the room. Walking over to the case where the instruments were kept, she pulled out a guitar, the one she'd been using to practice lately in preparation for asking her parents to buy her one of her own.
Carrying it over to the window seat, she sat down, plucking at the strings gently, letting her soft voice echo in the empty room.
This is the place where I sit
This is the part where
I love you too much
Her fingers danced over the instrument. Her mind remembering how he looked sitting there at the table, laughing, smiling.
Is this as hard as it gets?
Her eyes closed tightly remembering Luke's words and imagining what it must be like for Lorenzo Reynolds to hear them. Cuz no guys in this school want you, he had said...and how right was he to say that? Who would want a shadow when they could have a star?
'Cause I'm getting tired
Of pretending I'm tough
The window pane felt like ice against her cheek, but she preferred the chill. It reminded her that she was still alive, and she loved to be alive. She truly did. And she loved the way she was, she wouldn't give it up to be one of those cheerleaders, those people sitting at the table...but if it meant he would finally see her...
I'm here if you want me
I'm yours, you can hold me
Would he care? If only he would look at her the way he looked at Becca. If only she were Becca, but she wasn't. And she never could be Becca or Stacy.
I'm empty and taken and
Tumbling and breakin'
She was the invisible twin, watching him from afar.
'Cause you don't see me
Watching him laugh, that wonderful deep laugh that made her smile inside. Laughing and never knowing what effect it had on her, never realizing that someone else was there, sharing a bit of his life with her.
And you don't need me
And you don't love me
Or knowing that he shared such a large part of her own life.
The way I wish you would
Closing her eyes tightly, she sighed.
The way I know you could
Monday, 12:30pm
Lincoln High School Music Room, Oak Grove
Lana walked inside, dropping her bookbag on the window seat. Her finger was about to switch on the light, but then she decided that she liked the semi-darkness with only the faint light of a winter's day to light the room. Walking over to the case where the instruments were kept, she pulled out a guitar, the one she'd been using to practice lately in preparation for asking her parents to buy her one of her own.
Carrying it over to the window seat, she sat down, plucking at the strings gently, letting her soft voice echo in the empty room.
This is the place where I sit
This is the part where
I love you too much
Her fingers danced over the instrument. Her mind remembering how he looked sitting there at the table, laughing, smiling.
Is this as hard as it gets?
Her eyes closed tightly remembering Luke's words and imagining what it must be like for Lorenzo Reynolds to hear them. Cuz no guys in this school want you, he had said...and how right was he to say that? Who would want a shadow when they could have a star?
'Cause I'm getting tired
Of pretending I'm tough
The window pane felt like ice against her cheek, but she preferred the chill. It reminded her that she was still alive, and she loved to be alive. She truly did. And she loved the way she was, she wouldn't give it up to be one of those cheerleaders, those people sitting at the table...but if it meant he would finally see her...
I'm here if you want me
I'm yours, you can hold me
Would he care? If only he would look at her the way he looked at Becca. If only she were Becca, but she wasn't. And she never could be Becca or Stacy.
I'm empty and taken and
Tumbling and breakin'
She was the invisible twin, watching him from afar.
'Cause you don't see me
Watching him laugh, that wonderful deep laugh that made her smile inside. Laughing and never knowing what effect it had on her, never realizing that someone else was there, sharing a bit of his life with her.
And you don't need me
And you don't love me
Or knowing that he shared such a large part of her own life.
The way I wish you would
Closing her eyes tightly, she sighed.
The way I know you could