xxii - the ferris wheel is a constellation and we are its stars pt. 1

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SONG OF THE POEM
Mad Hatter // Melanie Martinez

A/N: This poem(?) is written in screenplay form, I thought it would be a creative way to express the concepts and dialogue for the scene. There are definitely errors in the format cuz I don't know screenplay 100% well and wattpad format doesn't permit the right margins, so if u know screenplay well, oopsayz 🙈



THE FERRIS WHEEL IS 
A CONSTELLATIONS AND
WE ARE ITS STARS PT. 1


Written by

1ndi9o



INT. AMUSEMENT PARK - AFTERNOON

THE GIRL, 16,  stepped nervously through the entrance, her eyes lifting toward the sky dusted with faded clouds and the Ferris wheel gleaming under the sun, turning in a smooth and slow manner, dreamlike. An ocean of jackets, jeans, and coats flowed around her and she blended into the background, her eyes wandering around to have something her gaze could grasp on to. She flinched as a hand curled around her wrist. Looking around, she saw a familiar face.

THE BOY
(loudly to be heard over the crowd)
follow me

He lead her through the crowd. There was something about him, as if he emitted an aura from his skin that made the crowd part for him as if he were a ship slicing through stormy waters. Their stares made her uncomfortable. He slipped behind a statue of white roses, and the floor spilled out into black and white tiles, like a chess board. Before them a picture of vibrant colors and details spread out over a wall, at the center she recognized a girl with blonde hair and a blue dress, Alice.

THE BOY
so did you get the note?

THE GIRL
yes

Her fingers were curled around a small square of blue paper. Her eyes glanced down for a moment, catching the words sprawled sloppily over it. "Meet me at the amusement park. English project. -A ."

THE BOY
so one of my ideas for the project is based on this 

He gestured toward the painting.

The girl's eyes drank in her surroundings, at the sculpture of the white flowers - not so white after all - as she spotted a few of them painted unevenly with blood red. The picture on the wall showed Alice playing chess with some members of the tea party, a jar of white and red roses sitting on the table. In the background the moon shone like the smile of the Cheshire cat. Oversized flowers surrounded the table like an exotic forest, the faint faces of the Mad Hatter, the Queen of Hearts, and the rabbit hovering in the background. 

THE GIRL
(chuckling slightly)
one of your ideas?

She tried to mask her fascination. She liked the idea a lot.

THE BOY
(shrugging)
I did a little brainstorming. I had 31 ideas in total, I can show you later if you want

She smirked with amusement. He smiled lightly, a genuine smile, yet it didn't quite seem to reach his eyes. She wondered how he did so. His expression grew distant once more as he stared at something over her shoulder. Just when the silence between them was about to grow awkward, he said,

THE BOY
do you want to go on the Ferris wheel?

Slightly taken a back by the spontaneity of the question, she turned around and caught a glimpse of the Ferris wheel looming against the sky behind her, each cart like a star that formed a wheel-shaped constellation. She hadn't gone on it for so long, and the idea of going again captured her and before she could think over it she nodded, all thoughts of the project vanishing into mere traces.

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NUU pls dont leave cuz this was long and blocky, i pwomise that after the next poem the poems will be shorter 0-0 (._. )>

A/N- What's your (5) favorite song(s)?

mine are:

deja vu // olivia rodrigo
high by the beach // lana del rey
i am a butterfly // iv of spades
the bones // maren morris
runaway // aurora

Also pt. 2 will be posted on tomorrow or Thursday because I'll be traveling on Friday so I can't update then

Eww... packing...

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