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Saturday, July 28th, 2001
10:22 pm - Untitled Snippet
The girl shivered, clutched her arms, tried to find solace in their relative stability. Her loose ponytail was frayed, ends splitting and falling down her hunched back. The child�s breathing was hoarse, uneven, as if she was exhausted after running for a long while...her eyes clenched shut as if expecting a blow.

"What�s wrong?" Her eyes snapped open at the voice, she jumped and crouched lower. She peeked up from behind her dirty knees, eyeing the newcomer with a strange curiosity.

"Who...?" She managed, before fear overtook her again and she began to cry silent tears.

"I�m Jay, who are you?" The taller girl asked, hunching down to the kid's level. "Are you okay? Why are you out here in the middle of the street at night?" Jay's asked with caring and a touch of annoyance.

"Kere.... fine...dunno..." Kere�s voice small rasps of air only just heard. With fear edging on the corners of her eyes, she decided to stand, albeit on shaking legs. "Wha...dya want?" Jay looked surprised, then smiled.

"I'm curious, kids crying on the street aren't the most common sight in the world. Do you need help? Lost your parents?" The teen's alto was almost exasperated.

"Nah....yea..." Kere began to wring her hands, and bit her lip so hard that a trickle of blood stained her chin. "M'scared." She turned wide eyes to Jay, and quickly looked down again.

"Most people are of me, but not on first sight. Kid, c'mere. You need someone to take care of you, and I'm not sure you have that. Maybe we can find your parents, right?" Jay didn�t wait for a response, and gathered the smaller girl into her arms. Noting acquiesce, she turned and began to walk.

"So. What�s your story, anyway?" Jay asked lightly. Kere huddled further into Jay�s arms, her silence the only answer. "Ah. Don�t want to talk about it, huh? I can understand that though, it�d be easier to help if I knew what I was dealing with." Her significant look was wasted on the bundle in her arms, the child�s head was buried underneath Jay�s shoulder. "Hm."

The teenager kept up a steady stream of small talk, and soon stepped into an apartment building. Ignoring the few looks she received, Jay stepped into the elevator, and within a few minutes into a small apartment on the 7th floor. "Be it ever so humble. Can you stand up, kid?"

"Yeah," Kere mumbled. She seemed to draw strength from the stable walls, and asked with a small grin, �Now what?�

Jay smiled, and tucked a stray strand of onyx hair behind her ear. "Well. Which seems more pressing to you, food or sleep?"

The blond girl shrugged, but seemed more exhausted then hungry. Jay accessed this, and led her into a small bedroom. "Here, get some rest. We�ll figure out everything else in the morning."

Kere nodded, blinked, and murmured, "Thanks." Jay shook her head and closed the door.

Jay leaned against the closed door and ran a hand through her hair. "What now�s a good question, kid," she muttered. Then the teen walked over to the old couch, and fell asleep instantly.


Kere opened her teal eyes slowly, and stretched. After gazing about for a minute, she remembered the events of the night before and blushed. She hated taking charity, and her fears seemed much less pressing when she wasn�t on the street.

She stood up, and peered into the other room. Jay was sleeping on the couch, and though her body still carried the tension that it had when she was awake, the teen seemed much more at peace. Kere watched her, trying to decide what would be the least rude thing to do in this situation.

Jay seemed to notice that she was being watched, however, and solved Kere�s problem. "Huh?" She blinked a few times, than seemed to actually wake up. "Oh. Right. Gotta stop taking strange people home with me, but anyway. Want something to eat, drink?" Jay grinned wolfishly and went into the kitchen, leaving a somewhat bewildered Kere.

Said girl peeked across the counter dividing the kitchen and living area, to watch Jay making...
"Toast?"

"Cooking is not my forte, mm? I hope you have no objections." Kere shook her head, and sat down in one of the chairs.

"I suppose I should tell you who I am?" Kere asked, while biting her lip.

"That would be nice, but no rush, no rush. I don�t have work today, but I do tomorrow. Anyway." Jay said quickly, while smoothing jam onto the bread.

"Oh. My name is Kere Shimura. I lived in Albany, but then..." Kere trailed off. "This is harder to say then I thought it would be." She looked down at her toast. Jay gazed levely at her, then turned.

"Eat up, if it doesn�t choke you. Like I said, cooking is not my thing. I do some quick things for work, even though it�s my day off, so just.... I�ll be in the bedroom, anyway, so just eat and watch TV, or something." Jay flashed her quick grin to reassure the girl, then scowled while walking to her room. Shimura?

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What to do with these kind of things....?
10:00 pm - Save the Last Dance
I just watched Save the Last Dance on PayPerView, and I fecking love it. It's not really new or original, but I love Julia Stiles, and I liked her chemistry with the male lead. And the soundtrack and dancing, hell yes.... Heh.
4:39 pm
Yeah, well... ~_~ My parents are fine, I'm still backing. Ja.
1:45 am - Worried
My parents left for the new house about 6:30, and they're still no back. I'm getting kinda worried. I watched TV a bit, packed a bit, but now... Damn, we were fighting right before they left too. Hope it's okay, yaknow?

Yeah. Yeah....
Friday, July 27th, 2001
3:59 pm - Movers
Some mover-people came and went, we got a lot of stuff out of the house. Mainly boxes and jazz. Got a lot of weights down from the attic too. Other movers are coming on Tuesday, then that'll be it. All moved. I got some mroe packing done today, I'll be able to finish everything if I work at it for about 3 hours. Then packing household stuff, and all packed.

That's scary in a quiet sort of way.
2:48 am - Sleep
I've been reading fics, and I need to sleep. Or pack, or something.

So I will.
2:48 am - Site Update
KT - 'Boys Don't Cry' is edited, just made it a bit less melo-dramatic and a bit mroe concise. Probably the last update for a while, I'll be too busy for the nest two weeks, then vacation, then getting adjusted to school....
Wednesday, July 25th, 2001
8:19 pm - All stressed out and no one to choke ---- or something like that
Damn. I'm tense. Anxious.

The moving van comes in three days, we're nowhere near done packing, and there's all to many issues to work out. Mainly, new furniture and carpeting, and money and time needed to deal with both. I'm tesne cause my parents are being irritable. It rubs off.


I'm also really freaked because of my advance to ninth. I need, need to be a 3.5 average for every 6 weeks, or no honors diploma. Less chance of scholarship. Sucks. So, there's that, and also because I'll be in classes where I'll be so far behind, namely Geometry and Spanish 3.

Both together will be hell, I know that. So I'm irritable. Sue me.
Tuesday, July 24th, 2001
5:00 pm - Site Updates
I edited 'Head Over Feet' in KT. I think it's much less... disgustly horrible and sappy now. Yeah.
12:42 am
Great. I now cannot update my Crazy People page. Which means whenever soemoen mails me about it, I have to tell them that I forgot the membername for it, and can't update. How damn embarressing.

Oh well. Didn't like it mcuh anyway.
12:32 am
I hate this new Angelfire layout, because I always log in with the partia URL and forget the membername and now I have to use the membername. I'd be willing to be that the majority of people didn't understand that.

Fuck it. I hate Angelfire. It is of Satan.
Monday, July 23rd, 2001
6:28 pm - College Prep....
My parents went to the meeting. I'm going to 9th grade, finally confirmed... however, it seems that 'they' didn't think that this alone would be challenging enough. So it's all college prep classes, I'm taking Geometry instead of Algebra, and Spanish 3 instead of 2. Wheee.

current mood: tired
Sunday, July 22nd, 2001
6:36 pm
My computer is acting up again. It's a cable connection, but it's loading like 26 K. Can't get fecking jack done.
Saturday, July 21st, 2001
6:46 pm
Ch. I'm making a JoyDrop website. There aren't enough out there.
6:45 pm
Feeling better. I've been packing a lot.
Friday, July 20th, 2001
5:58 pm
I'm sick.
Thursday, July 19th, 2001
2:27 am
Make me sad.

Make me mad.

Make me feel alright.....
1:31 am - Damnit!
I. Hate. My. Computer. It. Is. Of. Satan.

And I don't even believe in Satan. Whatever. Once I do a few things, I'm gonna try and sleep some anyway. *snort* Sure.....
Wednesday, July 18th, 2001
7:04 pm - Tired
I am tired. Why the fuck am I always tired? It's not like I do much of anything. I read, and sleep, and pack, and sort. That's about it.

I think I'm sick.... or something. Nother migrane is bashing some drums in my head, so I think I'll go back to reading. It doesn't seem to irritate me as much.
12:49 am - Stormy
It's storming outside. Which is why I don't have any music on, I love the sound of thunder and rain. I always have loved storms, though...

Oh damn, my teeth hurt. I went to the orthadontist today. Feckin evil man.
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