1A/N : Sooooo, this is my first story on fictionpress, so be nice! I wrote this a long time ago, but I wanted to give back to the community, after all these years of mooching! :P
This was inspired by true events, so read on, and be inspired! Hope you like :)
The mirror really needs a wipe-down. My toothbrush keep flinging water on it.
My toothbrush lands softly in my mouth, paste white and minty. As it touches my teeth, I feel that familiar tingle, knowing the germs are just screaming in agony, wishing they could just fly away and go live happily somewhere else.
I concentrate on that idea for a moment.
"Allan, do you think we'll be something special one day? I mean do you ever think of being famous?" I ask.
"Jamie, you can be anything you want. If I know someone who can do anything, it's you." he replies with a smile.
"So, if I want to fly, you think I will." I say seriously.
"Well, if you do end up flying one day, that's a trick you'll have to show me." He chuckles. I smiled.
"Yeah, I guess so. So you really think I can do it?"
"Nothing is impossible for you, Jamie." I giggle, closing my eyes and think how wonderful the world is. This is where the happiness lies.
My toothbrush is in the process of foaming my mouth. I rack my brains for a new idea.
Hopeless. I need an epiphany.
Scrubbing all my teeth, I find myself concentrating on every tooth, cleaning them furiously. My teeth, white as light, are being beaten lovely by my brush.
I'm running out of time.
"Jenna! Wait for me!" Lucas is calling. I'm running too fast for him. Slowpoke.
"I can't! I don't want to get anymore wet than I already am!" I yell out through the rain. He grabs my arm and halts me to full stop.
"Jenna, how can we be any wetter? We're soaked to the bone!" I sigh in frustration, ripping my arm out of his grip.
"Well, maybe I just don't want to stop. I'm running for a reason." I yell out in exasperation. His beautiful eyes look into mine, understanding this pain. His soul is the purest form of light. He inspires me to love, to be happy, and to erase my anger. In his eyes, I melt.
"Jenna, you can run if you want, but there's no way you're doing it alone. C'mon," he said, taking my hand.
We begin to run, together. To a warm place, where the happiness lies.
I spit out the foam that took over my mouth, getting rid of all the germs. Looking up at my dirty bathroom mirror, I smile, looking at white teeth.
I look into my mind, and my smile starts to frown. No ideas yet. Darn.
Filling a cup with water, I create bubbles, gurgling my throat. My mind opens once more to a sea of options. I speed through them quickly, forgetting, adding, subtracting.
I spit the water out.
"Do you hear that? We're here!" I yell out, bolting towards the ocean. Seth laughs. I immediately head to the water, fully clothed, and jump in. My face is met with cool bubbles, as my nose spills out the oxygen in my lungs. What a wonderful weightless feeling. As I resurface, Seth jumps in. Water can do wonders to your mood. Once grumpy and claustrophobic; now carefree and happy. Seth resurfaces with his jeans darker than before.
"This is an amazing birthday present, Joy" he says, smiling at me.
"I'm glad you like it. Oceans are not cheap." I say sarcastically, but my eyes still sparkle. I hug him tight, and take in a deep breath, smelling the place where happiness lies.
What do I do! My teeth are minty fresh, white, and washed. My mirror is still dirty, and my time has run out. I throw down my toothbrush in anger, letting it hit the sink and bounce off. Still nothing. Zilch. No epiphany! Just little ideas, little stories that amount to nothing!. How am I supposed to write if there's nothing to write about? What kind of topic is 'Where happiness lies'? How can I get inspired with ideas when I can't find a spark?
"If you put your mind to it, you can do anything" Jamie and Allan whisper.
"You're not alone in this. People can encourage you, let them run with you." Jenny and Lucas remind me.
"Let your emotions guide you. Think of good things, and then your invincible." Joy and Seth explain soothingly.
I smile. They're right. I must never give up. And John would know what to do. And these emotions... I know I can replace them with good things. With all of me, my characters, my people I love, I can find the place where happiness lies.
Where happiness lies... hey!
By The Way... yes, I did fling my toothbrush across the room.
...and no, I didnt REALLY have voices in my head. psh.
..maybe one. or two. but still. Don't worry, I'm sane...
Review! and be nice, it's my first!