amethystherondale

[amethystherondale]

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[amethystherondale]

Dumb, Little, Wooden Pencil (part 2)

    I got to school late the next morning. I had slept in due to my exhaustion and now I was paying for it. I was panting as I ran through the dull, gray halls towards my first class. My curly, blonde mess was racing the wind and losing. As my classroom formed in the distance, I slowed to a stop. "Nearly running into a wall is the healthiest way to start the morning," I whispered under my breath. I let out a light chuckle and reached for the door knob. Before entering the room I took a glance behind my shoulder to spot the envelope containing my letter... my love letter. I shoved those thoughts down as I felt blush creeping up my face. I took a deep breath and crossed the threshold into my classroom. When I glanced around the class, I immediately noticed something was off. Where was Elizabeth?     After all of my classes had painfully gone by, I made my way to my locker to drop off some books that were utterly useless today and will probably be utterly useless for the rest of the year. I sighed as I stopped in front of my locker and put in the combination. "5-9-6-2" I sang in an attempt to remind myself what my combination even was. As the audible click rang out in the busy hall, I opened up my metal book container. Quickly, I removed the useless items in my backpack to the top shelf of my locker. Once the work was done, I zipped my backpack up and slung it over my right shoulder. I nearly closed my locker when I froze; my eyes has discovered something that didn't belong.      At the very bottom of my locker was an orange and white tabby cat. It was staring up at me with adorable button eyes and a stitched up mouth. There were signs of wear and tear from years of use; the very sight tugged at my mouth. My face contorted into a smile as I picked up the stuffed kitten. I closed my eyes, giving it a tight squeeze. I could smell the scent of my best friend and crush lingering on this toy. I opened my eyes and gazed at the bottom of my locker where the kitten, Buttercup, had been sitting.      There was a sliver of white that had decided my locker was its new home. The white object was in the form of a rectangle... a very familiar rectangle. I picked up what had to be an envelop and saw my name scribbled out in what could only be the terrible handwriting of someone I knew dearly, Elizabeth. I slowly unveiled the letter, careful to not mess up my name. "To My Precious Friend, Ollie After years and years of the two of us being inseparable and never leaving each other's side, it's time for our bond to be broken. My mother and father decided, despite my screaming and crying, that we are moving away. My father found a job offering in California and decided to move away from our small city life in the country. By the time you find this letter, I'll already be on a plane or in my new house. I had to leave you this letter because I couldn't bring myself to tell you farewell in person. It would hurt too much for me to say goodbye. Heck, it's killing me just to write this down. I'm going to miss you more than anything, Ollie. I don't know how I'm going to function without you. All the nights we spent together, telling each other every single secret we hid from the world, I don't want to lose that. I'll miss your dumb jokes and the dumb way you always followed after me like I was your leader. Don't take that the wrong way, I loved you always being a step behind me. Even though I'm talking about how much I'll miss you and everything you do, I was never fully honest with you. Ever since we began middle school, I had a major crush on you. I'd ask you to come over every weekend, even when I knew you had plans. The twinkle in your bright, blue eyes sent shivers down my spine. When you held my hand as we walked to school, I turned my head away so you couldn't spot my face growing redder by the second. I could never put what I felt into words. It was as if I was sick to my stomach constantly, but in a good way. I craved being around you. I needed you more than you would ever know. I love you, Ollie. Now you're so far away... My dad's job separated me from the one thing I never wanted to lose. I left you Buttercup so that you would never forget me. I want you to look her in the button eyes and think about me. I also left you a photo of the two of us; never forget my face. You may be concerned about me forgetting you, but don't worry. I have photos of you stashed in my bags and that stuffed bunny you gave me for Christmas. I plan on visiting our hometown when we're adults, so please don't leave! I'll always love you, ya nerd! Love, The One and Only Elizabeth Tanner Ps. I borrowed your pencil to write this letter. I hope you don't mind, after all it's just a dumb, little, wooden pencil!"

[amethystherondale]

Stupid, Simple, Wooden Pencil (part 1)

     I sat at the edge of my seat, pencil in hand. I was staring down a blank sheet of loose-leaf, willing words to form. It felt like hours went by. As the clock ticked away I got more and more frustrated. Ugh! Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid! I banged my head into my desk. Ouch... I brought my head up and held it steady. "What am I even doing anymore?" My voice sounded shriveled up and hoarse, as if I hadn't spoken in year. I let my head collapse back into the table and cradled it with my arms.     "What's the point in this, I already know the answer," I whispered in pain. Tears rolled down my hot cheeks and accumulated on the fresh sheet of paper. "Great, not only am I making a fool of myself, but I'm also wasting paper. Oh wow look at me, a waste of space that's wasting paper!"     I sighed and brought my head up again. As I wiped away the tears, I took in a deep calming breath. "I'm only nervous. I can do this." I picked my pencil back up and switched to a fresh sheet of paper. "How hard is it to write a stupid love letter anyways?" Very hard.... I collected my feelings and wrote with conviction. Writing and editing for hours and hours on end consumed my entire day. Next thing I knew it was midnight and all I had was one sheet of paper left. One last chance to get this right....     I poured my heart into that paper. My pencil had become the wand that conveyed the thoughts and feelings that I had been bottling up for the past few years. An hour had passed and I fought the urge to give up and go to sleep. By the time I was done, I was somewhat convinced that my letter may work. I signed my name at the bottom and read over the letter from the first word to the last. "Dear Elizabeth, Over the many years I have known you, I have grown closer and closer to you. It started off as two little girls running across the play ground at recess and bumping into each other. From then on, us two dorks had become a pair of dorks. You quickly broke through any forms of protective barrier my personality was trapped behind and got to know the real me, the real Olive... the real Ollie. We became best friends in a heartbeat. Hanging out during and after school as often as we could. I even remember the times when the two of us would visit any regular old olive tree and laugh. We were nerds, little, mini doofuses. We grew up together and behaved like twin sisters. Just like any other pair of best friends, we were inseparable. Then as we grew older the way I viewed you warped into something new and beautiful. I found myself admiring your gorgeous emerald eyes and elegant raven hair. Each and every single one of your freckles seemed to have a different meaning. The way your nose crinkled when you lied and the way your eyes twinkled as I told my stupid, stupid jokes gave me this uneasy happiness. At first I thought I was just admiring how beautiful you are, but as the feelings got stronger and stronger I realized something: I had become infatuated. Your dorky smile inspired me and your wit impressed me. I began to want to do anything you did, cancelling plans with others and instead making plans with you. I grew to love you. Slowly as the days continued on and on forever, my love grew deeper. And here we are now... I'm staying up until one am to impress my dork of a crush while battling with the fear of getting rejected. While you are oblivious to the fact that my feeling evolved over the years. I never imagined that I would find the strength to confess to you. Heck, I haven't even told you that I'm not straight. But as I stood staring at the clock with my self doubts clouded my thought, the pencil on my desk was shouting out to me. This stupid, simple, wooden pencil! It was practically screaming at me for my incompetence. So here I am, actually writing this letter to deliver to you tomorrow. If you don't accept my feelings, please turn me down as gently as possible. Thank you for being amazing and wonderful throughout the years. Signed, Ollie Harrison"

[amethystherondale]

First Post

Wowie, I made a tumblr for my writing. Heylo, I am Amethyst and this will serve as an introduction post. I am a female highschool and college student who happens to be a giant writing nerd. It may not seem like I write with my terribad grammar in my normal posts, but I assure you that it doesn’t always suck. I plan on posting short stories as soon as they are edited and will also possibly start up some series once I finish world building. Also I will probably spam this in a minute with already completed writings. Luckily for you guys, no one is following me currently.