|Something Bigger, Something Brighter
Author: AustinDangerPowers PM
Music was her passion. Basketball was his. Their shot at romance was cut short by friends and opportunity. In separate worlds, talent and luck would bring them all the highs and lows that came with fame. Even in the midst of success, they know something bigger and brighter is missing. /Changes POV/Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Chapters: 8 - Words: 11,668 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 03-25-13 - Published: 02-27-13 - id: 3104438
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In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. Then he gave us music. As if we weren't blessed enough, He created rock and roll. The rest is history. – Rebecca Harrison
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. And God said, "Let there be light," and thus basketball was born. God saw that the light was good and it ultimately gave me a purpose to live. – Joseph Bradstreet
In case you're wondering, no, we weren't kidding. We were dead serious when we said those things. People will constantly tell you about their interests. Some try to convey just how passionate and devoted they are to whatever that interest may be.
I say they're full of crap.
We lived and breathed our first loves – music and basketball. When we weren't in the act of it, we were talking about it. When we weren't talking about it, we were thinking about it. We dreamed about it. Nothing else ever compared. Nothing ever held the same weight and significance.
It wasn't until we met that we knew it was possible for another person to be just as completely and totally consumed by something that most people would otherwise write off as a hobby or pastime.
A few weeks before we were about to start high school was when we first met. It was scorching hot weather that August morning. The school officials (soulless bastards) thought it was a good idea to have hundreds of soon-to-be freshman standing in several endless lines outside to register for classes, take ID pictures, drop off applications, etc.
Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't 90 degrees before 10AM with no tree or overhead coverage in sight.
Since we were there for hours, the ID processed the same afternoon. Picking it up was the last line of the day. That was where we met. Looking back, I kind of wish we'd met in the first line of the morning. That day would've been a hell of a lot better.
We chatted for a long time until we were finally able to collect our ID cards. It was a relief knowing that we'd have at least one new friend in big, bad high school. Nerves had gotten the better of me the first day of freshman year, and I knew I wasn't making the best first impression with potential new friends. Everything turned around the minute I realized we'd been placed in the same math class.
Author's Note: Every chapter won't be this short.