{"id":30929,"date":"2013-01-19T08:21:17","date_gmt":"2013-01-19T08:21:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/01\/19\/to-coney-island\/"},"modified":"2013-01-19T08:21:17","modified_gmt":"2013-01-19T08:21:17","slug":"to-coney-island","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/01\/19\/to-coney-island\/","title":{"rendered":"To Coney Island"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u201cIf you say so\u2026\u201d He sighed a bit and shook his head. No sense in forcing her. He walked with her and the rest of the waiting passengers into the ferry\u2019s deck. As they found a generally unpopulated area to wait in near the railing on the second deck, he leaned out over the side. \u201cSo\u2026\u201d He tried to think of something to say, but came up with nothing. The silence was alright though. He just stayed close to her and watched the gulls fly by.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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\u201cWhat, you don\u2019t trust me?\u201d she teased finally, aiming a punch at his shoulder. \u201cYou want to pry into the dark secrets of my mind already? We\u2019ve just met. I don\u2019t want to scare you off.\u201d She made the mistake of actually looking into his eyes, and had to remind herself to breathe. Remind herself to stay controlled.<\/p>\n

He was an actor. He was famous, and a teen heartthrob. He probably had a girl somewhere already. He just wanted some company for the day; was being polite; would disappear after today.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n

He yelped, but laughed, rubbing his shoulder a bit. \u201cOw\u2026\u201d He was faking, but pouted for a moment all the same. \u201cNo, I didn\u2019t mean to pry at all.\u201d He got a bit more serious, but still smiled. \u201cI just wanted to make sure you were really ok.\u201d He looked out at the water for a moment. \u201c\u2026I doubt you could scare me away. There are roles I\u2019ve played\u2026Headspaces I don\u2019t want to get back into. You seem far too happy to have anything nearly that bad going on in your brain.\u201d Though\u2026he knew that was often not the case. He pulled a smile. \u201cYou can talk to me about anything you want, you know. I\u2019m dead serious.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Summer decided to repay his sincerity. She leaned her back on the railing, elbows hooked over, and regarded him for a long moment. \u201cI guess a lot of people don\u2019t treat you as just a person, at that. An object, maybe, but little else.\u201d She tucked a loose strand of copper hair behind one ear. \u201cThat\u2019s pretty familiar to me. I\u2019m \u2026 not the sort of person that gets noticed much. So I was just thinking how strange it was, that in a city the size of this one, someone would notice me at all, and that it would be someone I would daydream of noticing me.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked away, purposely, and added, \u201cI don\u2019t mean that in a \u2026 sexual kind of way, exactly. But honestly, I\u2019m trying to think,\u201d she trailed off, trying to find the right words to articulate what was buzzing around in her mind. Empathy was no use here.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t see why you wouldn\u2019t get noticed, dear. You\u2019re quite beautiful,\u201d he said as though it was as common knowledge as gravity. He looked down for a moment. \u201cI’m\u2026not so much an object as a showpiece. It\u2019s nice, sometimes, though, since people change their expectations of you when you aren\u2019t \u2018human\u2019 anymore.\u201d It was barely contained sarcasm. He really didn\u2019t want to get all depressing right now. First dates\u2026was this a first date?\u2026Well, whatever it was should be fun. A soft smile grew on his face as she continued to speak.<\/p>\n

When she added the bit about \u2018sexually\u2019 he couldn’t help but laugh a bit. \u201cIt\u2019s alright Summer. I know how strange it is to be around someone you never thought you\u2019d get the chance to meet. I\u2019ve been acting since I was five. I\u2019ve met alot of crazy-famous people and have been starstruck more times than I could admit.\u201d He grinned a bit. \u201cHonestly, though\u2026I\u2019m glad I noticed you.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Summer’s tone was wondering when she replied, “You’re not just saying that.” How in the world was this happening? She made a determined effort and said, “You asked, and I’ve answered, and now we know more about each other than we did.” Taking his hand and pulling it back around her shoulder, she added, “I’ll try to stop being starstruck now. I’m glad too, though. So, Robert, what brings you to New York City?”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

ironholmesjr: iamthefirechild: ironholmesjr: iamthefirechild: ironholmesjr: \u201cIf you say so\u2026\u201d He sighed a bit and shook his head. No sense in forcing her. He walked with her and the rest of the waiting passengers into the ferry\u2019s deck. As they found a generally unpopulated area to wait in near the railing on the second deck, he … Continue reading To Coney Island<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,3490,3212,3667],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30929"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=30929"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/30929\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=30929"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=30929"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=30929"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}