Brick By Boring Brick
Life isn’t a fairytale. I always thought I would be rescued by a knight in shining armor. But the truth
is, no. That would never happen in real life. Never.
Reality is a whole lot meaner. It doesn’t give you what you want. And sometimes it doesn’t
give you what you need. But you have to live through it.
You have to live through brick by boring brick.
PART ONE: SIGHTING
I walked down the shore. The sun was setting which gave a beautiful glow to the ocean. It made me remember why I loved it here. California
I finally arrived to the beach house where I called home. I crept through the sliding back door.
The house was dark, but that didn’t mean anyone was asleep or out.
“There you are Sam,” my mom said turning the light on in the living room. “Where’ve you
“I was just hanging out on the beach,” I told her.
She raised an eyebrow incredulously. “With your friends?”
I nodded. “Yeah. I’m going upstairs.”
I ran up the stairs into my room and shut the door. I lay down on my bed and stared up
at the ceiling.
No, I wasn’t out with my friends, I had lied about that. Instead, I was out by myself doing the hobby I was known for. I was
photographing people on the beach. As I was taking pictures of the usual
surfers and girls trying to flirt with the lifeguards, I came across this really cute guy. He must've been new
because I had never seen him on the beach before. I wasn’t the only one
who noticed him either.
As I stared like a dumb fool in awe at him, he saw me and smiled back.
I knew this wasn’t going to be my perfect fairytale, but I could dream, couldn’t I?
So, as I lay in bed, I thought about him. His face went through my mind a million times. I had memorized every feature.
The weird thing was I felt like I knew everything about him. But I didn’t even
know his name.
I felt like I was in love.
---more coming soon! PS i'm not used to writing one shots
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