Well, I've been lost lately. I'm guilty of it. But I don't have a lap top, I don't have the time I used to have and sadly, my inspiration had been missing for months. But Yesterday I dreamt about this place. Strangely enough, I dreamt that all my girls were so mad at me because I'd left that they were forgetting me, and I felt so bad, and so sad, that I took my sister's lap and I wrote a little shortie. Please be kind, I've not written in a long time, and let's not talk about my last stories, they're all lost in my computer's dead. :wacko:

Disclaimer: This is a nice PG shortie. The title and some of the quotes here are from U2's Original of the Species, I just like the song too much to not include it, even if I have nothing to do with the band or with the author of the song. I don't own Elijah, I don't know him, and it's even impossible that this story is true. It's all product of my lazy mind.

Please do not copy, even if I realize this is not a Nobel Prized story. it's mine, and it's my first since losing everything else.

My girls, I'm sorry, I've been lost. Could you love me again? And I really hope you've not forgotten me.

Here. The story:

The Original of the Species
‘ Everwhere you go, you shout it, you don’t have to be shy about it’

How many times I’ve heard about that? Tons I might say. But truly, real life is really a bitch sometimes. It’s not because I want to, or even more important, it’s not because I need it, truly it’s not because of that. It just happens I guess.

So I’m walking down the street of my home since the last year. A lot of yet unknown streets welcome me as I walk between the sea of people that surrounds me. I feel biased, between comfortable and uncomfortable, I feel happy but in the end I know I might be doing something else, and yet I’d not feel like this.

He told me to meet him at 1 o clock at 200 in Paramount Street. I watched the surroundings hoping that I got where I wanted to. Smiling, I noticed that my mental directions aren’t as bad as I thought.

I walked inside the big, bright building where I’m expecting to meet him. I silently observe the things around me. Nothing amazes me anymore, even if this life is kind of indescribable for me, even if I’ve been part of it indirectly for the last months. I frown as I don’t see him around and looking for a chair silently I wait. I’m used to wait even if I don’t enjoy it that much.

I decide that my Ipod is my best company in these moments, so grabbing it out of my white purse I take the little pink object out. My very precious object. He wanted to buy me a new one, but this one, I have my best memories with this Mini Pink Ipod, how could I leave it behind without a good reason just because there’s a new model outside? He laughed at my stubborn situation, I guess it’s hard for him to understand, he is technology’s geek after all.

U2’s lyrics are played in my pink Ipod. I love Bono I’d might marry him if he wouldn’t be older than my own mom.

‘ I gave you everything you want, except the things that you had. You’re the first one of your kind’

Closing my eyes I listen to the lyrics trying to forget those nasty pictures of yesterday. I just can’t be used to the fact that sometimes everyone can know that I’m out with him. Hell yeah! My parents even learnt that I was sleeping with him because of the pictures. Just because, well, it’s not well explained the fact of why he was leaving at 8am my apartment with bed hair and a corny smile, it’s just obvious. That, my friends, was a nasty incident, and I’m trying to not re live it, we now live together.

‘Some things you shouldn't get too good at Like smiling, crying and celebrity Some people got way too much confidence baby’

Well, I guess this is the way down of my relationship, I’ve known all my life that when you’re given something you might as well lose something. I guess that I might lose part of my privacy as well. But I don’t think it matters to me more than it matters to him. Oh God, doesn’t he get so angry when they took us pictures? I might laugh at the end of it, after all, I never expected to see my very dark hair, and my SnowWhite’s complexion on the tabloids, so at least I did something I never expected to. Don’t the people tell you that you should always do something unthinkable? Well, checked, I did that.

‘ And I feel like no one before, and you steal just under my door’

I opened my eyes and looked around. He isn’t here yet. I sighed. I’m hungry and tired, exams are killing me and my feet haven’t been kind today. Can someone explain me the weather please? Hello! We’re on February! Get it? It’s supposed to be cold, maybe not freezing but at least a little bit chilly, but no, I’m sitting next to a window full of sunshine, with a white skirt and just a little sweater on me. Oh my cowboy’s boots, how to forget my boots? Man I love them so much.

Ok, I’m babbling. I want him here, now, and in this right and exact second.

I still have to learn that he is one of the original species that we all have to learn about. He is not our next door boy who looks cute on glasses and might stare at you from the distance of his window. Well, he might do that, but not right now, it’s more possible that a cute but kind of freaky girl would stare at him from a window next door. And he isn’t the kind of guy that I just can call every each time I need him, because, differently from me, his work last months, and not hours, but as a plus side, his lunch hours can last years and it’s all good.

I’m getting really impatient, explain an Aries to be patient, I think we don’t really know the meaning of that word.

“ Penny Lane?”

I smiled and turned around to see his piercing blue eyes and floppy hair by my side. I have to look up to see his smile that often makes me smile just to see it.

“ Come on Mr. Peanut, I was about to leave, I think I saw Brad down there, I was going to chase him.”

He laughed and put his arm behind my back leading me to the front door.

“ Hungry?”

He asked as he opened the crystal door.

“ Are you kidding? Didn’t I say I was going to chase Brad down the street?”

“Be careful, Angelina…”

But he stopped as a little girl pulled his vintage tshirt down. He turned around and smiled. I blushed a little bit and focused my eyes into something else, a building, and the sun.

“ Mr. Wood? Could you please give me your autograph? I loved Frodo”

I smiled, as he signed the little girl’s paper.

Some things you shouldn't get too good at Like smiling, crying and celebrity. Bono couldn’t have more reason. Elijah has reached the top of those things, except for the last one, Paris won the statement, and for prize, what does he get?

“She called me Frodo..”

He said. He is still remembered after years of it. Isn’t he the most original of the species?

Aw, this was very cute and sweet, honey! I am so glad to see you posting your writing again. And, of course, I am beyond delighted that you have returned. :hug:

I enjoyed this story...even though you say it is 'impossible' to happen, it still seems very down-to-earth and plausible. Like, a normal college girl dating him and learning to deal with his celebrity. I really liked it!

Loved this!

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Silly little girl, like we could ever forget about you!! :hug:

Your stories are always so cute and endearing and put a smile on my face, plus, thy are so funny!!

I loved the 'teach an Aries to be patient' line, coz I can relate. Plus, I DO have a pink Mini iPod, and it's my precious baby!

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Oh Andie, how I have missed your light hearted and fun stories.

I really liked the idea behind the story. Elijah's girlfriend learning to cope and adjust to his lifestyle.

I loved this line...

I just want to hug and squeeze Lij for being so perfect and so sweet.

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