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Writers Idea!

Got this idea the other day and might use it later, but I also need to practice writing, too.

(I also just found it really cute.)

So imagine a girl who's like 5'3. She comes from some rich family and looks like it, too. She's pretty, and very intelligent. (We'll call her X in this equation)

Next is a guy who's 6'3. Whole foot difference. He's only a year or two older than her, but looks like he's experienced way more. He had been hired as a bodyguard for her. (He will be Y)

After a long morning of bickering between X and Y, they're both sitting on the lavish couch in X's big home. Pouting.

Suddenly, X stands up and announces:

"I'm goin' out."

"To?" Y looks up and questions.

"You'll see." Replies X, knowing damn well he'll follow her.

Y groans and stands up before standing in front of the door.

"You're safer here."

"You don't know that." She replies in a irritated tone.

"I just know you suggested it. Already a bad sign." He says, half teasing and half insultingly.

"Well, you're not allowed to lay a finger on me, remember? That's the rule my father set up." She reminds him.

"I'm well aware, but I can still stand here."

She rolls her eyes at him and proceeds to walk to the window which stands accross from the couch.

"What're you doing?" Y asks.

"Gettin' outta this place." X grumbles as she climbs out the window, to Y's dismay.

"X, what the fuck!?" He exclaims while running to the window.

There she is, red heels and all, walking across the grass yard to the garage the size of Y's house.

He quickly climbs out and runs after her, being careful to not step on the red geraniums that he heard from her father she takes every morning and night to carefully keep well watered and pretty.

"Why are you so desperate to exit this house? Its a mansion with every electronic known to man." Y asks in the most bitchy tone he could conjure up.

"I'm not a fucking hermit, Y. I can have a social life." X replies just as bitchy.

They both walk ib the garage and navigate through the sea of cars. Some old and vintage, others new and high-tech. It all made Y's blood boil.

Soon, they get to a red Bug-Car. It has brown leather seats with a ladybug charm hanging from the rearview mirror.

X unlocks it and climbs in the drivers seat. The small car fit so perfectly with her 5'3 frame.

Then Y gets in the passengers seat, immediately hitting his head on the roof of the car, making X laugh.

"Tall ass!" She exclaims.

He shoots her such a nasty glare that she almost rethinks her words. Almost.

Y lowers his seat with the adjuster and eventually settles in.

They take off down the road.

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X turns on the radio and switches to "The Beatles" radio.

Y notices her tapping her finger to the beat of each song, never missing a note. Then the song "Yesterday" comes on.

X hums along to it, even mumbling some lyrics under her breath. Her voice was nice. Not something you'd hear on the radio, but it still could make for a nice lullaby.

Y starts humming with her, and before they know it, they're both singing along quietly. It was the first time they both coexisted with each other that day.

"Oh, I believe-- in yesterday..."

The song plays, before the singers end it in a hum.

X and Y hum along, going a few seconds longer than the song and looking at each other as soon as they catch their mistake.

They lock eyes for a second and stop humming, then turn away quickly.

"We're almost there.." X mumbles, but Y isn't paying attention.

'This is one hell of a first day.' He thinks before the next song comes on.

(Thanks for reading! This is my first story, so feel free to leave advice! Also, please listen to Yesterday by The Beatles! I love that song, and it'll help you understand the end because I had trouble writing.)

all right fuck it, i can't find a community anywhere so i guess i have to make one.

here's my discord server for disabled people who have caregivers, whether family or friends or partners or paid staff or in an institution.

please reblog this. disabled people with caregivers desperately need a space to talk about navigating these complicated and often fraught relationships. there's infinite spaces for caregivers to talk about their experiences with each other. and that's good, they need that. and so do we.

this is a public server in the sense that any disabled person with caregivers can join. but there will be a degree of privacy because people won't be able to see all the channels until they are manually approved. also, i will try and implement something I've seen in another server, which is the ability to post anonymously.

Drawing of my oc!

I love her sm

Series idea.

So I wanna write something with original characters, but I know that people here might not like it UNLESS...

Should I make it to where the reader can insert themselves in the story?

First public drawing on Tumblr!