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| KTHPKC (profile) wrote, on 5-5-2003 at 4:37pm | |
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| Etoile stared blearily as more amber liquid filled her cup to the brim; she fought the urge to puke and threw the cup back, draining the contents in a single gulp. It was her twenty-first birthday and she was already drunk, and she’d only had two pints! Women in her family definitely couldn’t handle alcohol, and this wasn’t her first time tasting it either. Etoile had grown up in a very conservative, Swiss-American family, complete with a war veteran grandfather and a Latin-speaking great-grandmother. She’d never been allowed to date, or even talk about boys at the family table. Instead, she was forced to talk about school subjects and the prospect of marrying someone from Switzerland or of European descent. High school was hell, literally. As Etoile couldn’t even talk to boys, the popular girls, who teased her constantly about her long hair and strange accent, made her life miserable. She resented school and longed to become an artist, so she wouldn’t have to focus on any of the dreaded subjects, math and science, for guidance in a career she would never pursue. Her family wanted to her to go into accounting, “family business” they called it. Etoile had other plans, as soon as she got to college she signed up for majors in art, all in art. Art was a way of life for her; it was what she escaped with on those rainy days when she wasn’t allowed outside, or those weekends when she wasn’t allowed to go out to the movies with friends. Being in a family of European descent, Etoile was allowed to drink alcohol at family events and dinners, but had never had the courage to drink more than what she was allowed to have. She shrugged when her friend, Aeric, asked her if she was ok, if she needed to lie down. “This is for all those times when I wasn’t allowed to be myself!!!” she shouted as she gulped down a shot of liquor. Her friend looked worried, she loved it when he looked like that. Wiggling her eyebrows at him suggestively, she got up from her chair, wobbling as she did so, and walked over to the door of the bar. Aeric followed, grabbing their jackets and throwing a wad of bills at the bartender. “Keep the change!” he shouted as he exited the door, looking through the haze of fog to try and find Etoile. He found her sitting on the side of the road, arms close around her as she shivered and thought dimly about the coat she had left in the bar. Suddenly her coat found its way around her arms, she blinked glassy eyes up at Aeric as he gently helped her put her coat on. “Thanks,” she whispered as he helped her up and they started walking in the direction of her apartment. She yawned and fished for her key, fingers trembling from the effects of the alcohol, when they reached her door. The interior was sparse, except for a futon and television set in the main room, artwork decorating the blank white walls. Etoile’s bedroom was small, only a futon on the ground and an alarm clock next to it. She smiled gratefully to Aeric and collapsed on her bed, thankful to be home at last. “There’s a spare futon in the next room,” she heard herself mumble, “just remember find some sheets, they’re in the closet to your right on the way to the kitchen.” Then she drifted off to sleep. |
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kuso_dude | 05-05-03 5:39pm uh that's too much for me to read....SPRING BREAK 2004 BABY YEAH!!!!!!! |
KTHPKC | 05-05-03 6:18pm ben, you make me giggle... |
| Phoenix | Re:, 05-05-03 8:29pm That is a very good story KT. I like it. |
Angel_Bob | 05-05-03 9:28pm Ben makes me giggle too.
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| kuso_dude | Re:, 05-05-03 10:58pm hey i actually read it now. and i didn't get bored so it must be good :D |
| starstruck | 05-06-03 11:22am Ben..Reading..What a concept eh? Well that's still more than Idan can say for himself so I'm very proud of you! Rofl it really is an awesome story KT, kept me occupied a while, can't wait to see more from you! |