A/N: Hey, Everyone! I know you are thinking that I am putting more on myself than I can handle with yet another story, but I just wanted to go ahead and put this one out there on the market, and get at least some feedback and see where it goes. I originally was just working on it to pass the time while I had down time in Work Based Learning at Job Corps, and new ideas and scenarios started quickly coming together. So this is the result of down time, I guess. 3
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WARNINGS
Language- like most of my other stories, this story is best intended for older/mature audiences.
Adult Content/Innuendoes- Same applies as language
Homo/Hetero Couples- the subject of homosexuality is brought up, and there may be certain couples that go under this category, if this offends you, then stay away. Gay friendly. Heterosexuality is also brought up, if this offends you as well, then please skip over this story.
Mild Violence- There maybe be little to no violence here. So if violence isn't for you as a reader, then steer clear.
SUMMARYLyric, a foster teen abandoned by her mother at a young age, understands a lot about life in general. But one thing she doesn't understand is matters of the heart. So, what happens when she is forced to choose between her two favorite people who are dying to receive her devotion and affection? Will she leave all abandon, take a chance, and listen to what her heart is telling her? Or will it all be inconsequential in the end?
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Inconsequential
By SilverIsamu
Prologue
There I was standing, where I never intended to be. The both of them branding cold stares on one another. My heart ached seeing both of them fight. Especially over me…
What is so intriguing about me? Even my own mother had her personal opinion about how important I was. So what makes them both desire me?
There is Christina, or Chris as she prefers to be balled. Her striking glare only intensifies her mischievous violet eyes along with her long eyelashes. Her style is truly her own, and she is the type of girl that would make guys swoon even if she wore a grimy, cut-up t-shirt and some sweat pants. Her black hair is pulled away from her face with only one long hair clip and the rest is hanging down in her signature bob cut. She and I have been real acquainted ever since we first met in the mall my first day in town and it just so happened that we were now attending the same school. She is obviously independent and opinionated, but she is also just as sweet.
Then of course, her challenger in the race to win me over is Roberto. He is originally from the country of Mexico, taken from his family in a domestic violence charge and was placed in a home. He is very keen to the procedures and equations of any advanced course in school, and my foster brother. His tan skin stood out almost perfectly between the three of us and his eyelids fought to shield the apparently anger as well as the rampant sunrays of the afternoon. He has never been one to act on impulse, at least I hadn't seen him just leave all abandon and lose his marbles, but he was obviously losing the battle in keeping his cool. Even though his stereotype places him in the category of a book worm, he is actually the fun loving, yet affectionate type.
How did I get myself into this mess? I want to come to some sort of compromise, but did I forget to mention that they are both stubborn? I don't know what to think, though they beg me to choose…
I try again to get them to stop fighting. "You guys, fighting isn't going to solve anything. It just makes you look older." I broke the silence with what was obviously a lame joke, trying desperately to find the humor in this confusing situation.
Roberto said nothing, so Chris spoke up. "If you don't stop staring at me, you will be glaring from that hold in your ass!"
"I'd like to see you try, runt." Roberto shot back before continuing. "I don't like you hanging around my little sister all of the time. It's no wonder she cannot concentrate on her classes."
"I have to protect her!" Chris practically busted a lung screaming at him.
"She has me already looking after her…that's good enough."
"Geez, you act like you are in love with her or something you weirdo." With that statement, I'm not sure if Chris was hiding her own feelings towards me, and covering them up by revealing what she thought was his deeply buried secret, since he wanted her to leave so badly.
Again, he said nothing and the staring contest continued.
How exactly did they feel about me? I ask this question, but I think I know the answer. It's scary, really. What does it mean to love someone? I have always kept to myself; it's safer that way….
A/N: There you go! The first chapter will be up as soon as possible! I am slowly but surely starting to work on my previous works again, but I seldom have enough free time to sit down and write. Sad times as of late….
That's about it, please leave a review for the prologue and first chapter, and if you like it, I may continue! R&R!LOVE YOU!