This is just a two chapter blurb of writing I did for no apparent reason, but it came out pretty good and i'm thinking of making a story out of it. So no summary for this really, but i would like to know what you think about this blurb.

You know how everything goes, so i'll just leave it to you to read the story.

Chapter 1

"That's it!" A quick smash was soon to follow after a sudden outburst from another room. "I quit! I give up! I'm tired of my works never being appreciated! What the hell's the point if all it is getting ridiculed, or ignored?" exclaimed the owner of the voice. She stomped out of the room and sat herself down on a wooden stool and crossed her arms in front of herself.

"What is it now?" asked another voice, less loudly and casual. From the side of the room popped the head of a girl wearing two big pigtails at the top of her head. Strands of blonde hair fell in front of her face, making her look even more ridiculous. The girl on the stool heaved a sigh before running a hand through her short black hair.

"Didn't you just hear me, or were you too busy sending another one of your love-filled fan mail to that pop singing fraud?" she snapped. The blonde haired girl puffed her cheeks and entered the room with her friend and whined, "He's not a fraud! You can be so harsh with words sometimes, you know?" The angry girl sighed, closing her eyes. After opening them again, she had a small smile on her face.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you like that, Lin" she said gently, patting her on the head. Lin smiled brightly and pulled up a chair beside her friend and asked, "So, what happened this time?" She reluctantly turned her head and was silent for a moment. "Saro…" she said, raising an eyebrow as her tone ascended.

"Alright, alright. Another one of my stories were shot down again," she answered, looking back at her friend. Lin stared at her in surprise and held a finger to her chin.

"Wasn't it doing pretty well in the beginning?" she asked dazedly. Saro got up from her seat and paced around the room, hands crossed behind her back. Lin leaned back in her chair, resting her feet on the stool. She quickly pushed the edge of her skirt back to her knees, and then sat back in her chair again.

"It was pretty well received at first, but… well, people lost interest quickly, like with everything else I've written," she muttered audibly. She punched the wall of the broken up, old room, chipping off some pieces of it. Lin sighed and warned, "Hey, careful now. With what you can do, you'll wreak the rest of the house too." Saro merely glared at her friend before collapsing to her knees.

"Hey, don't get so down on yourself. People just can't recognize talent these days," she tried reasoning. But it took more than that to convince Saro that things were out of the dark. She closed her eyes and blew a sigh. She got up off the floor and made her way to the door.

"Ne, where are you going? I was about to have dinner up," Lin called after her.

"I'm going for a walk. I need to clear my head, so just start without me," she called back, closing the door with a slam. Lin lost her balance from the vibration and fell back in her chair. She groaned and rubbed the back of her head, staring back at the closed door.

'She's doing better than expected though,' she thought. "Well, time to start dinner then."

Outside, the air was still. No wind, no noise, nothing. All that could be heard was the rhythmic tapping of Saro's sandals against the pavement. Hands shoved in her pockets, she went along in her steady pace, listening to the silence around her.

'Damn neighborhood. Nothing lively ever happens,' she thought to herself. She continued down the street and turned the corner to reach her usual convenient store. The owner greeted her with his gaped smiled as she smiled back. She grabbed a soda, leaned against the counter to wait for him to run it through the machine.

"What's up, Saro? Another one shot down?" he asked, pausing his typing into the cash register. Saro sighed again and replied, "You know it. I kind of lost my cool and snapped at Lin after this one." The owner looked at her sympathetically and cleared the register of what he typed in.

"This one's on the house," he said in his raspy voice. "Just keep at it, Saro. Who knows, maybe one day you'll get that "berry" award thing." Saro chuckled and corrected him with "Newberry" award. Nonetheless, he encouraged her to keep writing as she left the store. She thanked him over her shoulder and closed the door. A hiss of air escaped from the soda as she opened it.

'Keep at it… till when? The day I'm about to die?' she thought as she took a sip from the cold can. The tapping of her sandals echoed down the street as she slowed her pace, finally to a stop. She glanced up at the sky; the stars were just beginning to come out. Saro smiled as she noticed a shooting star crawl across the night sky.

'I wish something worthwhile would happen to me and Lin. Anything. Just something that'll make this life worth living again.' She continued her pace again after another sip of soda, already close to her home.

"I'm back!" she yelled as she opened the rusty door. She was greeted by her bounding, blonde headed friend as a piece of the ceiling fell upon her head. Lin covered her mouth, and snickered as quietly as she could, but that didn't stop the glaring look she was receiving from the exasperated novelist.

"I'll go take a bath then anyway… now that I'm all covered in cement dust," she grumbled, heading towards a nearby bathroom. Lin shifted her eyes anxiously for a moment and quickly stood in Saro's way. Her bright smile on her face, she suggested Saro have dinner first and then enjoy a nice bath. "I'd rather not sit in my own filth while eating your home cooked meal," answered Saro as she pushed passed her.

'Now I have to find a place to hide!' she frantically thought. Saro turned the door knob of the bathroom, and paused after opening it all the way, her eyes widening in surprise.