Piece 1.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is just a short piece I wrote and am still working on. It takes place on a dock at the edge of a river (in my mind, it just so happens to be the mighty Columbia). The two main characters are Stephen and Leah, based on two dear friends. They end up falling in love. This is a second or third draft, and I'm not very good at writing, but, oh well. Tell me what yo think of the ending, because I don't like it. At least say something, even if it's to tell me it's the worst thing you've ever read in your life.

Submitted: March 22, 2008

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Two figures, turned shadows by the setting sun, sat on the edge of the dock, swirling their bare feet in the icy river water. Although they were chatting animatedly, strong tension filed the distance between them.
"Aagh." the first one muttered. "They were supposed to be here, like, half an hour ago."
A boy, about 17, wiped his girly-blonde hair out of his eyes before responding. "Right. So, what are we doing again?"
The girl, who was about the same age, replied, "Jordan's filming something for her film festival project on the island, and then everyone's having a big bonfire-party afterwards."
"And why am I coming?" the boy asked, slightly irritated.
"Well, you're an extra. Someone will just say, 'Stephen, go stand over there', and you just stand there and attempt to look slightly alive."
"Okay...and are you an extra, too, Leah?"
"I hold the camera." Leah responded flatly.
"Right." said Stephen.
There was a long pause, filled with fidgeting and glancing nervously at the horizon, before the conversation was started back up.
"So, Devin dumped me yesterday. Again." Stephen told Leah.
Leah silently squealed with delight, before mock sympathy covered her face. "Oh. I'm, uh, sorry...Do you think you're gonna get back together again?"
"I don't think so. We don't really like each other anymore. It's gotten kind of old."
Leah attempted to remain calm at the very least, but was actually quite scared that Stephen could hear her heart beating wildly.
"Oh. That's too bad."
Stephen sighed, and scanned the horizon for the boat. "Not really. We barely even talked to each other anymore."
"You haven't really talked to anyone much lately. "Leah pointed out.
"I've been thinking and stuff."
"Thinking?" she inquired "Well, don't hurt yourself."
"Hey!" Stephen shouted.
"And who knows," Leah continued courageously. "If you get the thinking part down, maybe you could even think and interact with the outside world at the same time!"
"Well, it's important stuff, and I want to be able to actually fully contemplate some things without being annoyed by people like you!" he retorted.
Stephen's comment cut Leah like a blade.
"I'm sorry." she whispered, her voice faltering.
Stephen quickly realized what a boneheaded mistake he had made.
"Oh, Leah...I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean that...It's just-"
"Just, what?"
"Things are just really hard right now."
"Why? Is it Devin?"
"Well, sorta." by the look in Leah's eyes, Stephen could tell she wanted more info. "Like I've said, I've just been thinking about some things."
"Well, if you tell me, I can try to help." Leah sniffled.
"It's just hard to explain, OK?!"
"Can't you just try?!"
Stephen sighed. He could tell her, but...
After contemplating this for a while, he turned to Leah. Without warning, he took a breath, and then seized the girl around the waist and swept her into an energetic, unexpected kiss. Leah froze instantly. Feeling this reaction, Stephen pulled away, and glanced at his victim. Leah, still frozen in shock, wore a comical look on her face, a cross between terror and childish curiosity. Stephen, clearly horrified by his own spontaneity, held the same expression.
After an incredibly long, awkward silence, Leah relaxed a bit.

"Well, that explains a lot." she whispered, her grey eyes sparkling, before wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing him back. A silent tear of joy rolled down Leah's gaunt cheek, and dripped, unnoticed, onto the weathered wood of the dock. Stephen wasa bit startled by this, but not wishing to think more than necessary aboutit, blissfully embraced Leah, and kissed her warmly.

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Minutes later, they were rudely interrupted by the low, far off, grumbling of a motor-boat. The couple quickly detached from each other and, after some smoothing of hair and shifting away from each other, they sat silently, watching the boat come slowly closer. The driver of the boat, a girl, about their age, with long sunlit hair, eased the vehicle over to the dock, and stood to move a large camera bag off the last seat available. The boat already had some passengers. A petite blonde sat in the front, talking animatedly to two raven-haired girls, and behind the drivers seat sat a man in his mid-20's, wearing green hi-tops and fiddling intently with a camcorder, hidden in his mop ofauburn hair. Stephen climbed into the wobbly boat first, and cautiously helped a nervous, awkward Leah in. The three girls waved excitedly to Leah, but the driver justgave them both a knowing grin. She muttered something to the other guy behind her, and started the ignition. Leah ad Stephen exchanged a secretive glance as the boat sped off through the golden water into the sunset.


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