Turn It Up Loud // Andorra + Ryder
Oct 16, 2013 16:49:23 GMT -5
Post by L△LIA on Oct 16, 2013 16:49:23 GMT -5
[bg=E3E3E1][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=style,width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i41.tinypic.com/2e1r491.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; padding-left:40px; padding-right:40px; padding-top:40px; border-left:1px solid #000000; border-right:1px solid #000000; border-top:1px solid #000000; -moz-border-radius-topright: 25px; border-radius-topright: 25px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 25px; border-radius-topleft: 25px;opacity: 1;] ( C H A P T E R O N E ) As a librarian,1 I should maybe know better than to use such a loud voice inside, but it's not every day that I die and come back to life. Yesterday, I was a goner for sure. Today, I still have a voice and I just want to use it.2 I don't think Niko was really mad at me for running up to everyone who came in and saying hello in my absolute happiest, brightest voice, but he still shushed me3 before kicking me out. |
2I also still have both my legs, both my arms, a very silly head attached to my neck, two hands, ten toes, a stomach with absolutely no stab wounds in it, a fully functional pair of ears,4 one very small nose, all my eyelashes except for one I found on my cheek this morning and made a wish on,5 and my bellybutton.
3At least a dozen times. You would think he might have had better things to do with his day, but I guess not.
4— despite what my family might tell you about my being bad at listening sometimes.
5I know you're not supposed to say what wishes are or they won't come true, but I'll tell you anyway: I wished that waking up was real. Usually I like playing pretend best of all, but I'm just so happy to be home that this feels an awful lot like dreaming.9
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Outside, no one gets mad at me for talking too loudly, but some of the people passing by give me funny looks.6 Maybe it has something to do with the little dance of victory7 I was doing a few minutes ago or how I still have my great big reading glasses on, even though I left all the books inside. I like my glasses though, they make me feel smarter in that way where people who look at me must think I'm so good at grammar. What's more important, however, isn't anything to do with how I look. Right now I feel like I've just won the biggest, best prize in the entire history of ever!8 The way my heart is beating and my lungs are breathing is so much better than any pony or rocket ship or new dress could ever be and I don't even know what to do with myself, I just want everyone around to know how happy and thankful I am to still be alive.
7I'm not dead. I'm not dead. I'm not dead. Ha! Capitol meanie heads, you can kiss my —14
8Times google, to the power of infinity.
9Immediately afterward I felt selfish, so I looked and looked until I found my eyelash again on the floor17 and made a new wish that Hope Woodards could wake up in her own bed again someday too. I know that's cheating, but I really, really meant it so maybe it'll come true anyway.
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"Excuse me —" Before I can stop myself,10 I'm reaching out to tug at the sleeve of a guy passing by. The smile on my face is so big that there must not be much room left for the rest of me, so I get the feeling my cheeks are now where my ears are and that my eyes must have been pushed all the way up to my forehead!11 I'm giggling from the thought and it jumbles my voice up, but somehow I still spit the words out. "— could I have a high-five, please?"12 Holding my hand up in preparation, assuming there's absolutely no way anyone could turn down a request from the girl who lived today,13 all I want is to share how awesome I feel with someone else. So come on, stranger, be loud with me.
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12Someone once told me that "high-fives kill; low-fives save lives," but high-fives are awesome and evidently I'm pretty good at this defying death thing, so I think everything will be just fine.
13No, really. Can I please just get one little "hip-hip-hooray!"
14Oh
Shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake
Shake your booty
Yeah!
Shake your booty15
15See Appendix One: A.
16See Appendix One: B.
17Do you have any idea how hard it is to find one teeny tiny itty bitty little eyelash on the floor?! I'm telling you right now that you do not.
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( A P P E N D I X O N E )
A. KC and the Sunshine Band. "(Shake, Shake, Shake) Shake Your Booty" Part 3. TK Records, 1976. 4.
B. Picasso, Pablo. Seated Woman (Marie-Therese). 1937. Oil on canvas. Musée Picasso, Paris.
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