Luna_Wolf72
CinnaWolf circa 2023
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LeAndra "Andi" LaChance.
Love takes one all unaware.
No one ever chooses to fall in love or even out of love, it just happens. Like the tides. Like fate. Like day break after a long, cold night. It catches you when you least expect it and tosses you will nilly and then giggles at you when you look around confused by all the turmoil your life has become.
I don't want to be in love with my best friend.
I don't want to be that girl in school that everyone is always talking about. The queer girl. The lesbian. Carpet muncher. Dyke.
I wish it would just go away.
I can't believe High School is almost over. Is it sad that I am so happy I could burst? To never have to see those people ever again in life? Well except for her...of course I will see her.
But the rest of them? With their crude words and ignorance? God, if I never have to look at them again in life, it will be too soon.
But what am I gonna do now?
It's obvious I can never tell her. And it's obvious that love doesn't go away just because you want it to. So what do I do now?
Well, I got accepted. The talent scout that came to the hotel where I worked last summer? Kept her word. I have an interview to meet with an agent for the modeling school there.
It means leaving home for at least two years. Going to a big city. Fuck. I am so scared. I want to go. I do. But...what if she forgets all about me while I am gone? What if we are no longer friends? What if I can no longer ...
hell, why borrow trouble? We are besties. She would never leave me hanging. And I gotta see what the world is like for someone like me. I just have to do it...but I don't wanna leave her behind.
"Well, Miss LaChance, I look forward to working with you for our upcoming calender. You will be sure and leave your information with the receptionist on the way out, yes?"
LeAndra nodded and rose from her chair. She hadn't thought she would get this particular job. She had been told far too often that she didnt look ethnic enough...or conversely, that she looked entirely TOO ethnic.
Maybe her luck was about to change for the better?
'I can't wait to get home and call her! She has got to hear about this!'
Journal Entry 12/21/200_
Love takes one all unaware.
No one ever chooses to fall in love or even out of love, it just happens. Like the tides. Like fate. Like day break after a long, cold night. It catches you when you least expect it and tosses you will nilly and then giggles at you when you look around confused by all the turmoil your life has become.
I don't want to be in love with my best friend.
I don't want to be that girl in school that everyone is always talking about. The queer girl. The lesbian. Carpet muncher. Dyke.
I wish it would just go away.
Journal Entry 5/26/200_
I can't believe High School is almost over. Is it sad that I am so happy I could burst? To never have to see those people ever again in life? Well except for her...of course I will see her.
But the rest of them? With their crude words and ignorance? God, if I never have to look at them again in life, it will be too soon.
But what am I gonna do now?
It's obvious I can never tell her. And it's obvious that love doesn't go away just because you want it to. So what do I do now?
Journal Entry 8/1/200_
Well, I got accepted. The talent scout that came to the hotel where I worked last summer? Kept her word. I have an interview to meet with an agent for the modeling school there.
It means leaving home for at least two years. Going to a big city. Fuck. I am so scared. I want to go. I do. But...what if she forgets all about me while I am gone? What if we are no longer friends? What if I can no longer ...
hell, why borrow trouble? We are besties. She would never leave me hanging. And I gotta see what the world is like for someone like me. I just have to do it...but I don't wanna leave her behind.
***Five years later***
"Well, Miss LaChance, I look forward to working with you for our upcoming calender. You will be sure and leave your information with the receptionist on the way out, yes?"
LeAndra nodded and rose from her chair. She hadn't thought she would get this particular job. She had been told far too often that she didnt look ethnic enough...or conversely, that she looked entirely TOO ethnic.
Maybe her luck was about to change for the better?
'I can't wait to get home and call her! She has got to hear about this!'