Table of Contents
- Home
- Introduction
- Where Goths Come From - Neef
- The Watcher - Hobbes
- The Resurrection Shuffle - Barbarella
- Cassandra - Cosey Mo
- Drunken Old Bastard - Sandro
- Alcohol - Trayce
- Shadows - Entrippy
- Entropy - Kage-Ryu
- Is There A Point - Trajik
- Whispers - Kitsune
- Confessional - Sandro
- Garden - Entrippy
- Radio - Cam
- Cold Spell - Nikolai
- Slices - Neef
- A Bottle of Something Strong - Jraff
- The Light Fades - Tim
- Rain - Tim
- Self Help - Gothic Gallae
- Cato - Trajik
- Addiction/Fragment - Trayce
- Heal Thyself - Nikolai
- Shattered - Hobbes
- Travelling Song - Solitaire
- Distance - Stranger
- Legacy - Stranger
Distance
It was always interesting to try to
work out just what it was that made someone attractive.
Sometimes it was the clothing - not just sexy gear, but a
certain something in the style. Something that spoke of an
attitude that he found appealing. Attitude was a big thing,
whether it made someone desirable in a sexual way, or whether
it just made them seem like the coolest person on earth.
There were other things too, like a nice smile that made him
want to be someone's friend, or a playful glint in the eye
that evoked a more carnal response.
It was hard to put a finger on what it was about this girl.
She had great hair and nice clothes (her outfit reminded him
of what he used to refer to as Simone's "biker
chick" look) and was obviously very pretty. But what set
her apart from every other girl in the room was something
subtler. There was something about her expression that he
found charming. She had the style of someone who was no
novice in the scene, with her tough leathers, tattooed
shoulder and metal spike through her lower lip, yet she
danced with that concentrated expression of the shy newcomers
and uncertain beginners. He always was a sucker for
contradictions. Maybe that was the lure.
Or perhaps it just was that she was pretty after all. Why not? Did everything have to be complicated? Why couldn't he just be a sucker for a pretty face? Sometimes it was better not to analyse the reasons. Sometimes it was better to just experience the feeling, a thing of beauty in its own right.
One of the good things about monogamy, as he had argued so often, was that you could be attracted to whoever you want, for whatever reason, and there was absolutely zero pressure to decide whether to do anything about it or not. In fact, since there was absolutely no question of doing something about it, it didn't really even matter whether or not you were attracted to someone. You could just ignore, acknowledge or enjoy the feelings as you pleased without any complications.
Of course, it meant you didn't get to sleep with new and interesting people, but that wasn't everything.
The song finished and the girls moved off the dancefloor towards the toilet. Another look came his way. He knew this would have been when he would have been ready to make a move. If it was real, that is. He closed his eyes, wondering just what he would have said to her..