Like Dreaming Backwards // Blossom

[chastityscott]

Chastity Leia Scott sighed as she stared around the drama room. The door was propped open, the lights were on, and the room seemed... bare and empty. The walls were cold and pale, and needed more posters and playbills, and there were no students in the seats. Really she should've expected this. After all, theater isn't always terribly popular.

With a quick sigh and a rub of her face, the little girl climbed up onto the makeshift stage at the front of the classroom, and, even though it wasn't a real stage, she instantly felt a wave of confidence crash over her. It flooded her veins and overloaded her brain. The monologue she'd been learning inside and out for weeks immediately jumped into her mind and the emotions began to spill into her. Chaos, confusion, sorrow, and a twinge of excitement... Jazzy thought, closing her eyes and feeling each individually before combining them all in her mind.

Breathing deeply, she opened her eyes and stared out at the empty classroom, her heart pounding as she opened her mouth.

"Have you ever had a dream and suddenly, you realize what's happening doesn't make any sense - and you realize that you're dreaming. And you realize: if you know that you're dreaming, then you can control what's going to happen next?" She spoke quickly, a little frantically, shuffled her feet as she spoke, and then paused.

"When I have an episode, it's exactly like that-" Taking a deep breath, she cast her eyes about and bit her lip, then said, "only backwards."

As she ran through the monologue, her emotions ran wild. Some parts were slow, others were fast, some frantic, others sad. Everything fell into place perfectly and beautifully for the monologue.

"But... I've never been okay... I'll never be okay..." her voice was weak and sad and broke a couple of times as she spoke.

Finally, she slowly sat on her knees at the end of the stage and swung her legs over the edge, propping her elbows on her knees and holding her face in her hands.

"I will always be one bad day away from suicide... Until I'm dead. I spend my life trying to delay what I know... is inevitable..." Her voice strained faintly to break through between her fingers as she covered her face, and a few tears dripped down her arms.

She sat there for several moments, breathing heavily, her face still in her hands.

_{Words; 430
Notes; Monologue is from "Like Dreaming, Backwards" and can be found here.
Tagged; OPEN
Outfit; Ohai.}

[blossom]

It was a habit of Blossom’s to stay after school and study in the library. The amount of time she stayed after was dependable on the subject she was studying. If it was something like Geometry or Science, she could remain in the library for up to an hour. However, she never studied as long if it was something she knew well like English or Japanese. Well, Kai was always ready to help her at home when it came to Japanese, anyway. Though, she also spent time in the library reading books and looking at plays, as well. Blossom was extremely shy but she did her best to open up in her Drama class.

She’d probably do better if she wasn’t so nervous. Unlike when she’s at home, Blossom couldn’t seek comfort in the plushie she kept stowed away in her bag. That little stuffed figure of her favorite Powerpuff Girl was the only thing she could acquire enough confidence to stand up in front of everyone and preform a piece flawlessly. Well, that and… and if Kai would watch her. Kai always made her less nervous. When she was around him, her stutter wasn’t as bad and she wasn’t as shy. But her older brother couldn’t follow her everywhere. She had to leave him occasionally.

And occasionally was now. Though, she would be reunited with him soon. At least that’s what she thought. With her bag pulled tightly over her shoulder, she was walking down the hallway to head to the stairwell. As she neared the Drama class, however, she couldn’t help but… pause. Someone was in there practicing a monologue. W-Well, she hoped it was a monologue. It sounded so… so sad and painful. The young girl couldn’t help but to peek inside, and she wasn’t surprised with what she found: Chastity Scott standing on the stage.

Timidly, the freshman made her way into the classroom, staring at the other on the stage in pure amazement. She knew the girl from her Drama class. Blossom always thought the other girl was one of the better actor’s in her class. Certainly better than the little Asian was. Honestly… Blossom was a little jealous of her talent, and as she finished she couldn’t stop herself from clapping softly; even in her amazement, she was too afraid to break the silence that had followed.

Finally, after a moment, her quiet voice spoke up: “Th-That was fantastic…”

tagged: jazzy
words: four-oh-five
notes: here i am!
outfit: clickity

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