I pulled into the driveway with all the windows and doors locked. Mom's Corvette was parked in my spot, so I parked Weiter to it. Unlocking the door, I slowly stepped onto the gravel in my beat up sneakers; grabbing my bag before I shut and locked the door. I walked into the front entrance of my house to find my mom and Dylan on the couch. “Mom, I'm home.” I sagte loud enough for both of them to hear.
“Oh, uh hi dear. How was your day?” My mom asked be as she got up from the couch, patting her frizzy hair down and straightening her shirt. “Dylan was going to stay for dinner. We brought Chinese food.”
“Good thing Du bought Essen because the cupboards are bare. Du really need to go grocery shopping.” I shrugged out of my jacke and placed my bag on the end table.
“Yes, I was meaning to go shopping, but then I ran into Dylan and we got to talking. He bought us lunch, then we went to his Musik studio in the Weiter town. How about we go eat. Du look like you're starving.”
We went into the dining room where a big paper bag was waiting. I opened it and smelled the contents. “Yum, we haven't had this in a while.” I said. The truth was, we hadn't had Chinese Essen since mom brought Home Jackson, her Zurück boyfriend. My mom took the Essen out of the bag, while I got some plates. Dylan was behind my mom's already pulled out chair, waiting for her to take a seat. She took a sitz and thanked him. I took my usual sitz on the opposite side of the tabelle and Dylan sat beside my mom. “So, Julie, what grade are Du in now? Grade 11? 12?” Dylan asked me as he passed the rice.
“I'm in grade 11.”
“Are Du interested in music? Because, as Du now know, I own the Musik studio in East Wood.”
“I've played the gitarre and drums since I was 7 if that counts.” Just then, I got a text. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and flipped it open. It was from Brett:
“They know where Du are. See Du soon.”
What was wrong with this guy? Was he trying to freak me out? 'Cause it was working. “What's wrong?” my mom saw the look on my face.
“Nothing.” I put my phone back in my pocket and continued eating.
After the dishes were done and Dylan was gone, I went to my room and sat on the edge of the bed. I opened my phone and texted Sophie.
“Hey, what's new?”
I waited for a response. But got none. That wasn't like her, when I texted her it was a matter of Minuten before she replied. I got up and walked over to the window. Throwing open the silk curtain, I let the cool breeze flow through my hair. I was enjoying the calming air when I noticed something in the bushes. I squinted to get a better look, but all I could make out was a large black shape with glowing yellow eyes. What is that? I turned around to look for a flashlight and when I turned back, it was gone.
“Oh, uh hi dear. How was your day?” My mom asked be as she got up from the couch, patting her frizzy hair down and straightening her shirt. “Dylan was going to stay for dinner. We brought Chinese food.”
“Good thing Du bought Essen because the cupboards are bare. Du really need to go grocery shopping.” I shrugged out of my jacke and placed my bag on the end table.
“Yes, I was meaning to go shopping, but then I ran into Dylan and we got to talking. He bought us lunch, then we went to his Musik studio in the Weiter town. How about we go eat. Du look like you're starving.”
We went into the dining room where a big paper bag was waiting. I opened it and smelled the contents. “Yum, we haven't had this in a while.” I said. The truth was, we hadn't had Chinese Essen since mom brought Home Jackson, her Zurück boyfriend. My mom took the Essen out of the bag, while I got some plates. Dylan was behind my mom's already pulled out chair, waiting for her to take a seat. She took a sitz and thanked him. I took my usual sitz on the opposite side of the tabelle and Dylan sat beside my mom. “So, Julie, what grade are Du in now? Grade 11? 12?” Dylan asked me as he passed the rice.
“I'm in grade 11.”
“Are Du interested in music? Because, as Du now know, I own the Musik studio in East Wood.”
“I've played the gitarre and drums since I was 7 if that counts.” Just then, I got a text. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and flipped it open. It was from Brett:
“They know where Du are. See Du soon.”
What was wrong with this guy? Was he trying to freak me out? 'Cause it was working. “What's wrong?” my mom saw the look on my face.
“Nothing.” I put my phone back in my pocket and continued eating.
After the dishes were done and Dylan was gone, I went to my room and sat on the edge of the bed. I opened my phone and texted Sophie.
“Hey, what's new?”
I waited for a response. But got none. That wasn't like her, when I texted her it was a matter of Minuten before she replied. I got up and walked over to the window. Throwing open the silk curtain, I let the cool breeze flow through my hair. I was enjoying the calming air when I noticed something in the bushes. I squinted to get a better look, but all I could make out was a large black shape with glowing yellow eyes. What is that? I turned around to look for a flashlight and when I turned back, it was gone.
Saukerl
Abigail Dalton
Saukerl
We are going separate ways.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know Du don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know Du don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
On a starry sky
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My herz beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my Tag perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The Weiter moment
oder maybe never
Du may Bewegen on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the Frage remains
Should I Bewegen on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to Bewegen on
But my herz stays persistent
That you'll one Tag turn unto me
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My herz beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my Tag perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The Weiter moment
oder maybe never
Du may Bewegen on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the Frage remains
Should I Bewegen on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to Bewegen on
But my herz stays persistent
That you'll one Tag turn unto me
