Chapter 6
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HEART ACHE
CHAPTER 6
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SHANE' S POV
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Last night, i stayed up trying to memorize the lines of a new character i picked out. I should say that it was well - different, but i guess I was coping with it. It fought sleep so hard but i could not have my way with nature. It pilfered my senses away as I laid down in my loose pants. I woke up around five with weary eyes. I thus walked to the bathroom and washed my face.
It was the same dream I had that got me nostalgic. People say that whatever our heaviest worries or burden in our hearts is, sometimes manifests as dreams to us and I have to agree that it was no feign.
Before, it was only the car accident that happened some three years but this time it was the play as well. It very much mattered to me because it was my future carrier at stake, and I was getting scared that I would blow it again.
In the dream it was myself and two other characters - a man and woman on stage. They wore capes over their heads and darkness covered their faces. Yet I struggled to see with a squint of my eyes but I saw nothing. Nothing happened, I simply stood there quite staring at them until a spotlight fell on me. I averted my attention towards it to see an auditorium packed with crowds. They stared at me strangely and murmured something in their ears. I returned my gaze to the couple before me to see Lynn and Martin. That was when I came out of the sleep.
Lynne was my mother. Yes. And Martin was my elder brother. They died in a car accident about three years ago. Right after the tragedy, we relocated to this place. It was really difficult for me to cope with their lost. I remember Mom with her ever warm smile and Martin with his stuck up attitude. Mostly he was mean, but I got to understand that it was his way of bonding with me. Their ashes were still with me. They were simply relics that I couldn't dream of letting go of - ever. I don't know but I'm believing that maybe - just maybe - I'll be able to let everything go. But now, I wasn't ready.
I sighed as I looked through the mirror and undressed myself. I learnt from somewhere (I just don't remember where) that if you want to be a master of your body - tell your body what to do, you could stand naked before your mirror at yourself. At least I makes me aware of my body.
I washed down and prepared for school. It was very early but I had to make a stop somewhere.
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It was my own sanctuary : a place free from drama and frustrations. There I felt at peace and the closest to Lynne and Martin.
The day we relocated, i tried fleeing from home. As I trailed the unknown, i found this house in ruins. Weeds had creeped over it and it looked like a hill from a distance afar. But that was not the eye-catching factor at the place. It was a pool that had collected rain water and rustled leaves floated on it. And not even that, when the sun touch the horizon, the weak amber rays caused a sensational effect, making the water golden. I used to come here after school but ever since I started slinging hash at the Tea Cup, I stopped.
I sat down on a bench that was under a tree quite adjacent to the pool and took two cute dark metallic urns with golden vines painted on them. They looked like creeping plants that had entangled the urns. It was underneath the bench that I hid the urns; its legs were so thick that it would be very arduous for someone to reach - that is id anyone were o find this place. It was only me, myself and I, and the strayed strange black cat that wandered around here. who were alive to its existence. And i wasn't ready to let anyone else around.
Sometimes I felt like it was the only place I could breathe, you know. And so before, I used to come here like all the time but I got occupied with other things on my mind so I just couldn't anymore. If I woke up on the good side of the bed at an earl hour, I would then make time to make a stop. Apart from that, these lazybones woke up after six.
About fifteen minutes later on, I revved my bike away to school.
On Fridays, the lessons in Caster High were reduced by two from the usual six lessons: the first four were taken whilst the last were free periods. During that time, energy was heightened as everyone ran to and fro about their own business. If ever Coach Joffrey wanted a match with one of our rival basketball teams, it happened there.
During the third period right after the first break which began at ten and ended forty minutes later, the most irritating thing happened. It was Calculus with Madam Joan. She dropped a hard nut on us and we couldn't solve it. She left the room and came back with that boy - Lukas.
She put the question on the board and asked him to solve it. Within five minutes he had cracked it. Whoa!
Her lips broadened into a smile. Then she asked the class to clap for him. I had an initial hesitation but I didn't want to end up being the only one clapping after she had spotted me (it would have been embarrassing) so I joined. O I wasn't jealous at all but I had to admit. He was pretty good.
During the free periods, I didn't join the basketball team to practise. Instead, I stole my way from the scrutinizing eye of Coach to the bleachers on the football field to memorize my lines.
I thought no one saw me to there. But no I was wrong. I saw Kim walked towards me with a change of company. It wasn't Cassie but Lukas. They were talking and laughing.
Then they reached me.
"Kim," I said lifting my eyes to her," what are you doing here?"
"Uhm," she said and whispered something in his ear." He peeled himself away by a distance.
Then she said,"Shane I know you're having some difficulty with the play and all. So I was thinking that since Lukas is also a drama student, why doesn't he help you with it."
"Oh Kim, " I sniggered, "I know you're tryna help me and all, but him? I don't know if you know but I don't feel comfortable around him."
She sighed and shook her head and took a seat next to me. She threw her arm around me.
"Remember the day you bought those shades you said you loved so much?" She asked, taking me aback because I had long forgotten it. But today, she brought it all back to me.
"O you remember that one?" I craned my head to her, an automatic smile resting on my face and asked.
"Hell yeah!" She said excitedly. "Oh that one, " I remarked covering my eyes with a palm. I was so embarrassed now that I thought of it. We were so young then. I remember clearly that I had saved money to purchase a pair of shades that I spotted in a nearby shop. I fancied them so much that as soon as I laid my hands on them, I couldn't stop myself from putting them on whenever Kim and her mom came over. Oh that silly me, I said to myself.
"That day, you shocked me." She said softly.
"I did?"
"Yes, " she replied, "when you said that it didn't matter how much you had to put into it. You said that you were going to fail your way to be the best actor you can be."
Fail your way to the top. That was what Lynne always told me when I it was that time of the academic year when I had to bring my report card home. She told me to look at my flops and better it so I would build on myself.
"And I think Lukas can help you, " she told me. I did want to better myself and make it in the Drama Fest which was in two weeks. "So..." she coaxed. As much as I hated to, I needed help and so I agreed.
"I'm willing to you know...give it a try. " I said so I wouldn't look desperate.(Maybe my pride was letting me off easily). But it was expedient for me.
"You see," she said rising to her feet, "it wasn't so difficult putting your pride aside."
I averted my gaze to the blue pamphlet on my lap, knowing that she was right. She skipped towards Lukas and said something to him by a nod. Lukas walked towards me as Kim left.
"Hey, " he said.
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END OF CHAPTER SIX
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please don't hoard your votes and comments from me. Do well to support with shares and a follow of the profile. Thanks for reading.
Always remember;
Never assume that God knows your problems. Yes he is all-knowing but he loves to hear your voice. So lift your voice to him. Your prayers go before Him as a pleasant aroma of incense. He loves to know that you look to Him.
~GraHen
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HEART ACHE
CHAPTER 6
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SHANE' S POV
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Last night, i stayed up trying to memorize the lines of a new character i picked out. I should say that it was well - different, but i guess I was coping with it. It fought sleep so hard but i could not have my way with nature. It pilfered my senses away as I laid down in my loose pants. I woke up around five with weary eyes. I thus walked to the bathroom and washed my face.
It was the same dream I had that got me nostalgic. People say that whatever our heaviest worries or burden in our hearts is, sometimes manifests as dreams to us and I have to agree that it was no feign.
Before, it was only the car accident that happened some three years but this time it was the play as well. It very much mattered to me because it was my future carrier at stake, and I was getting scared that I would blow it again.
In the dream it was myself and two other characters - a man and woman on stage. They wore capes over their heads and darkness covered their faces. Yet I struggled to see with a squint of my eyes but I saw nothing. Nothing happened, I simply stood there quite staring at them until a spotlight fell on me. I averted my attention towards it to see an auditorium packed with crowds. They stared at me strangely and murmured something in their ears. I returned my gaze to the couple before me to see Lynn and Martin. That was when I came out of the sleep.
Lynne was my mother. Yes. And Martin was my elder brother. They died in a car accident about three years ago. Right after the tragedy, we relocated to this place. It was really difficult for me to cope with their lost. I remember Mom with her ever warm smile and Martin with his stuck up attitude. Mostly he was mean, but I got to understand that it was his way of bonding with me. Their ashes were still with me. They were simply relics that I couldn't dream of letting go of - ever. I don't know but I'm believing that maybe - just maybe - I'll be able to let everything go. But now, I wasn't ready.
I sighed as I looked through the mirror and undressed myself. I learnt from somewhere (I just don't remember where) that if you want to be a master of your body - tell your body what to do, you could stand naked before your mirror at yourself. At least I makes me aware of my body.
I washed down and prepared for school. It was very early but I had to make a stop somewhere.
*
It was my own sanctuary : a place free from drama and frustrations. There I felt at peace and the closest to Lynne and Martin.
The day we relocated, i tried fleeing from home. As I trailed the unknown, i found this house in ruins. Weeds had creeped over it and it looked like a hill from a distance afar. But that was not the eye-catching factor at the place. It was a pool that had collected rain water and rustled leaves floated on it. And not even that, when the sun touch the horizon, the weak amber rays caused a sensational effect, making the water golden. I used to come here after school but ever since I started slinging hash at the Tea Cup, I stopped.
I sat down on a bench that was under a tree quite adjacent to the pool and took two cute dark metallic urns with golden vines painted on them. They looked like creeping plants that had entangled the urns. It was underneath the bench that I hid the urns; its legs were so thick that it would be very arduous for someone to reach - that is id anyone were o find this place. It was only me, myself and I, and the strayed strange black cat that wandered around here. who were alive to its existence. And i wasn't ready to let anyone else around.
Sometimes I felt like it was the only place I could breathe, you know. And so before, I used to come here like all the time but I got occupied with other things on my mind so I just couldn't anymore. If I woke up on the good side of the bed at an earl hour, I would then make time to make a stop. Apart from that, these lazybones woke up after six.
About fifteen minutes later on, I revved my bike away to school.
On Fridays, the lessons in Caster High were reduced by two from the usual six lessons: the first four were taken whilst the last were free periods. During that time, energy was heightened as everyone ran to and fro about their own business. If ever Coach Joffrey wanted a match with one of our rival basketball teams, it happened there.
During the third period right after the first break which began at ten and ended forty minutes later, the most irritating thing happened. It was Calculus with Madam Joan. She dropped a hard nut on us and we couldn't solve it. She left the room and came back with that boy - Lukas.
She put the question on the board and asked him to solve it. Within five minutes he had cracked it. Whoa!
Her lips broadened into a smile. Then she asked the class to clap for him. I had an initial hesitation but I didn't want to end up being the only one clapping after she had spotted me (it would have been embarrassing) so I joined. O I wasn't jealous at all but I had to admit. He was pretty good.
During the free periods, I didn't join the basketball team to practise. Instead, I stole my way from the scrutinizing eye of Coach to the bleachers on the football field to memorize my lines.
I thought no one saw me to there. But no I was wrong. I saw Kim walked towards me with a change of company. It wasn't Cassie but Lukas. They were talking and laughing.
Then they reached me.
"Kim," I said lifting my eyes to her," what are you doing here?"
"Uhm," she said and whispered something in his ear." He peeled himself away by a distance.
Then she said,"Shane I know you're having some difficulty with the play and all. So I was thinking that since Lukas is also a drama student, why doesn't he help you with it."
"Oh Kim, " I sniggered, "I know you're tryna help me and all, but him? I don't know if you know but I don't feel comfortable around him."
She sighed and shook her head and took a seat next to me. She threw her arm around me.
"Remember the day you bought those shades you said you loved so much?" She asked, taking me aback because I had long forgotten it. But today, she brought it all back to me.
"O you remember that one?" I craned my head to her, an automatic smile resting on my face and asked.
"Hell yeah!" She said excitedly. "Oh that one, " I remarked covering my eyes with a palm. I was so embarrassed now that I thought of it. We were so young then. I remember clearly that I had saved money to purchase a pair of shades that I spotted in a nearby shop. I fancied them so much that as soon as I laid my hands on them, I couldn't stop myself from putting them on whenever Kim and her mom came over. Oh that silly me, I said to myself.
"That day, you shocked me." She said softly.
"I did?"
"Yes, " she replied, "when you said that it didn't matter how much you had to put into it. You said that you were going to fail your way to be the best actor you can be."
Fail your way to the top. That was what Lynne always told me when I it was that time of the academic year when I had to bring my report card home. She told me to look at my flops and better it so I would build on myself.
"And I think Lukas can help you, " she told me. I did want to better myself and make it in the Drama Fest which was in two weeks. "So..." she coaxed. As much as I hated to, I needed help and so I agreed.
"I'm willing to you know...give it a try. " I said so I wouldn't look desperate.(Maybe my pride was letting me off easily). But it was expedient for me.
"You see," she said rising to her feet, "it wasn't so difficult putting your pride aside."
I averted my gaze to the blue pamphlet on my lap, knowing that she was right. She skipped towards Lukas and said something to him by a nod. Lukas walked towards me as Kim left.
"Hey, " he said.
________________________________
END OF CHAPTER SIX
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Please don't hoard your votes and comments from me. Do well to support with shares and a follow of the profile. Thanks for reading.
Always remember;
Never assume that God knows your problems. Yes he is all-knowing but he loves to hear your voice. So lift your voice to him. Your prayers go before Him as a pleasant aroma of incense. He loves to know that you look to Him.
~GraHen
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