what the water gave me - [toast]
Feb 24, 2012 15:40:01 GMT -5
Post by ✨ zozo. on Feb 24, 2012 15:40:01 GMT -5
quartz stonewall district four
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You were my conscience, so solid, now you're like water,
And we started drowning, not like we'd sink any further.
But I let my heart go, it's somewhere down at the bottom,
But I'll get a new one and come back for the hope that you've stolen.
School. The very first word that flew into Quartz's mind that morning put her on edge as she woke from her slumber, slamming her hand over the ringing alarm clock by her bedside with a groan. School. It lingered over her as she dragged her limbs, and eventually the rest of her body, out from under her covers and rolled into the rest of her room, almost tripping over a pile of books with her sore foot.
Cursing, half-asleep, she wandered out of her room into the bathroom - splashing her face with freezing water to wake her up and running a hand through her tangled mop of blonde hair as she took a look in the mirror. Poking her tongue out at her reflection in a grimace, she hurried to shower and dress, not wanting to be late this morning. If it were not for the fond memories of the previous day that bubbled inside of her, then she would be in a foul mood for having to get up so early.
Exiting the bathroom a little more awake and no longer dragging herself around the house, Quartz rubbed her eyes awake with the backs of her hands and spied her Father - already up and dressed - dashing about the house. "Morning, love!" he greeted with a squeeze of her arm and a kiss on her head. Smiling, Quartz responded warmly. "Morning Daddy!" she called, checking the time and hurrying her pace down the hall to pack her bag as her Dad entered the kitchen.
Just as Quartz had dashed into her bedroom and began to throw books from the floor into her bag, getting ready to dash out of the house, when a sudden yell almost made her jump right out of her skin, throwing herself off guard. "Quartz Elle you get in this kitchen right now!" she heard her father yell, and gritted her teeth as her pulse attempted to return itself to a normal pace. Her Dad only ever yelled like that when he was angry and she'd done something wrong - but what? She hadn't even been in the kitchen this morning...
Shit.
Forcing herself to the kitchen with her bag slung on her shoulder, Quartz grimaced as she met her Dad in the doorway. A catastrophe awaited her from the previous night - flour and eggs all over the kitchen surfaces and floors. Not only that, but her father was fuming. Maybe if she tried a smile...
"Want to explain this" he began, illustrating his point by waving a hand around at the mess she'd made "to me, miss?" Gulping, Quartz's face perked as she smiled sweetly at her father as she skipped over to him, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl behind him. "Blake was here, long story, gotta go to school, I'll clean it later - promise!" she sung in her charming little way, kissing her father on the cheek and taking a bite of the apple with a sly smirk before racing out of the house before he could object.
She knew that her father wouldn't object - or he'd have gotten over it by the time she came home. He always did, she could get away with almost anything with him. The only setback was that he knew her so well he could tell when she was lying. She would clean up the mess though - just not now. Quartz'd probably get her mother to do it instead, she always did what she asked. Now, on the way to school down the sandy pathway that lead form her home to the main roads, nerves bubbled up inside of her. Partly from seeing Blake today, and partly from worrying about what everyone else would think. What her friends, ex's, everyone thought. Because she did care a great lot what others thought, as bad as it sounded - and Ripred, she did not want to loose her reputation that she'd built up for so many years. Gnawing at her lip as she pattered quickly and quietly in her boots through District 4, Quartz sighed and gritted her teeth, wrapping her hands around her bag straps and summoned a surge of confidence through her.
She'd just have to hold her head high and take whatever was coming for her.I'm only human, I've got a skeleton in me.
But I'm not the villain, despite what you're always preaching.
Call me a traitor, I'm just collecting your victims,
And they're getting stronger, I hear them calling.
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