Thursday 19 February 2009

Story.

Characters:
The girl
Best
Second best
The other girl
Once upon a time in a land not so far away, there once was a girl, a girls name who can't be named, but we shall call her The Girl. This is the story of the Girl finding an emotion with Second best and how Second best lost all emotion, except for which we call hate for The Girl.
One fine morning The Girl woke up got ready for her daily routine, and off she went to proceed to her daily ch ours. Once at the castle where she proceeded she met a fine young gentleman called Best. He sure was the best, the finest in all the land, almost every female in sight would love him to court her. The girl was determined to at least have an encounter with the Best. The Girl would sit and mesmerise about the best all day long and every time she saw him she found a funny feeling in her tummy, one that she couldn't explain. We call it butterflies, something magical had happened.
In attempt to continue with the encounter with he best she met some new friends who understood her feelings for the best and tried to help her, one in particular, the Second best. The second best would advise her that it wasn't a good idea and said he already had a mistress and that the Girl really shouldn't waste her time.'But who could be better than the Best?', the girl thought.
As time passed the Girl and The Second best began to grow closer and closer as friends and had many bonds together. One day the Second best was to hold a ball- a ball that all of the castle was invited to, he personally invited the girl, said he would like to see her there. The girl planned to go to the ball, she planned the perfect outfit and went along with her female friends, hoping to dance with some of the gentlemen at the ball. The night was wonderful, the girl had her encounter with the best and still didn't feel thats what she wanted so she left the ball alone without dancing with anyone. Even so The girl had a magical night still.
Some time after the ball Second best started to ask to meet the girl, alone. The girl agreed, but her evil step father forbid her to see the second best and the girl was not allowed to see him, instead she was trapped inside her tower unable to escape execpt for going to the castle for her chours. She would secretly meet the Second best instead of doing her chours, but she tried her best to see him more often, as she wanted this more than anything. What is whitnessed in this story was not a simple story of love, but something not quite love, but something more than like or even lust, just something that can't be explained. The second best seemed to like the girl more than she thought, he was the one who first initiated his feelings for the girl, however the second best did not like the fact that he could not see her after her chours were done, they continued to live their seperate lives outside of the chours, but were almost as one while they were together.
One day out of knowwhere, the other girl, an aquaintance of the girl's, decided to toy with the second best. The second best did not like this and thought he was being decieved by the Girl so he decided to play along with the other girls toying. The other girl told the girl.the girl was upset by the deciet of both her friend and the second best. The girl wouldnt tell the second best what was wrong. When the second best tried to solve the girls problems, he could not help, because she would not confront him as to why she was upset, so the second best became suspicious and knew that the Girl knew of his toying with the other girl. Out of hurt and anger, the second best decided to end all encounters between him and the girl. She was never to see him again. He had no feelings for her anymore. The girl still had strong emotions for the second best and found it hard to depart from everything she knew of him. Would she look up, he would be lookign at her, 'what does he see when stares so? hate? anger? disguss? something dear? does he still have feelings for me? could he be wondering if I'm thinking of him? could it be for his own self pity? what does he feel? why won't he talk to me? is he trying to part with what was? is he trying to forget what was? does hurt him inside? does it hurt him inside as it does I? does it? why won't he answer? why won't he say? I just want to know. I just want it to be back to how it was. Why doesn't he?'
In place of the usual happy ending that fairytales usually have, the story this time ends unhappily, only it doesn't end, it continues and it doesn't seem to stop, she is living the story. The girl is living the story. If only it were a story. If only he didn't hate her.