Lillie

Hello, I'm Lillie

Young Author

For the love of god no NSFW blogs or anything like that, You will be blocked

This blog will focus on original works for the story I'm working on, The Stardust Kids Collective

The actual book itself probably won't be published anywhere official, I'm not that good of a writer

it will be done in a few different mediums, comics, short stories, poems, animations if i'm very ambitious, themed playlists, story specific and character specific playlists

Brian, age 6, and his baby sister Kacey, 1-year-old, were taken off their front porch on December 13th, 2006, their mother reported them to be missing, they were never found, she killed herself 6 months later.

Cassidy, age 5, abducted on November 10th, 2007, on her walk home from a friend's house, reported missing by her parents but was pronounced dead by the police a month later, despite a body never being recovered.

Marigold, age 7, and her baby cousin Spencer, 1 year old, were taken from Spencer's parents' house on September 15th, 2010, after being abandoned by their parents, neither were reported missing.

Caroline, age 10, was taken from her birthday party in a park on May 20th, 2011, she was reported missing, her mother eventually gave up but her father never did.

Jaime, age 9, was taken from a crowded shopping center on November 26th, 2011, his mother reported him missing but later said to the police that he had come home, his mother moved states away shortly after. Jaime never came home.

Aimee, age 9, was taken from the public pool bathhouse on June 23rd, 2012, despite her whole family being there she was never reported missing.

Bryce, age 11, was abducted from the same park Juniper and Talullah were taken from years prior, on November 17th, 2014, no one knew she was there and she was never reported missing.

The Stardust Kids Collective, hundreds of kids gone, never seen again outside of conspiracy theorists' cork boards and cold case YouTube videos, most will never have their names spoken of as if they never existed before the facility.

Everyone else is dead, only eleven remain, and while they don't bleed galaxies or cry shooting stars, these kids have the fury of the cosmos backing them.

This is the bullshit they fed us with, what originally started as the older kids spinning tales of a bigger reason for their imprisonment and torment to the little ones who were too young to understand the death of friends and what they called family, was twisted into a justification by the supervisors to make the kids complacent and feed their savior complexes.

None of us deserved this, we aren't part of the cosmos, we don't turn into stardust, and we wouldn't have torn apart the fabric of our world if left unsupervised.

We were kids.

“She ain’t got no money”

When Clove met Beau it was her first night in town, Beau worked at the restaurant Clove and her father went to as they had no food at their new house yet and Clove left a hefty tip, mostly because Beau was absolutely adorable to her, and when Beau found the tip she rushed outside to thank Clove profusely for the money and promised that she would make it up to her with brunch the next day and Clove being a hopeless romantic agreed.

“Her clothes are kinda funny

Her hair is kinda wild and free”

When Beau showed up at Clove’s house the next day, Clove’s father gave her a look that screamed ‘what are you doing?’ but Clove just smiled, took Beau by the hand, and walked towards Beau’s beat up pick up that she stammered out really belonged to her older brother, Ace. When Clove thinks back to it, she’s pretty sure that that Brunch was what solidified their fate as a couple. Beau’s hair seemed to be everywhere by the time they got to the restaurant and she looked absolutely adorable in Clove’s eyes, Beau turned red as she saw herself in the side mirrors on the truck and cursed the fact she left her window down, Clove helped her get her hair under control before they walked in.

“Oh, but love grows where my rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me”

On the way back Beau was singing along with the song on the radio, Clove didn’t know the song, not yet at least, but that song would soon be her whole world.

“She talks kinda lazy”

The way that Beau talked was so foreign to Clove, she realized as she lay on Beau’s bed listening to her talk about her day, the way the words were constructed and flowed together, the words that didn’t exist back home, it was all different but Clove figured it was for the best.

“And people say she’s crazy

And her life’s a mystery”

After the summer was over, Clove and Beau had to go back to school. For Clove this was terrifying, she had been one of the popular girls back home and it had taken her years of catty behavior and borderline sabotage of her peers to get there but now she just didn’t have the energy for whatever friend group Beau had was hers too. It seems Life had other plans however, because as soon as she was seen next to Beau at lunch these two girls dove in and scurried her off to their table no matter her protests and suddenly she was back in the food chain of high school, right where she didn’t want to be. While talking to the girls at the table she learned a lot about how the town worked, not because they were telling the truth but because she referenced it with what Beau had already told her, and more on what they thought of Beau. They thought she was this backward girl who didn’t know how to act in public, mostly because her family was extremely reclusive but as someone who met and had dinner with the Walker family Clove couldn’t disagree more.

“Oh, but love grows where my rosemary goes.

And nobody knows like me”

Sitting on Beau’s bed and singing along to the song that Beau loved so much, Clove started to think.

“There's something about her hand holding mine

It’s a feeling that's fine”

Clove didn’t really know when the friendly hand-holding became girlfriend hand-holding but it happened and Clove didn’t think she was going to start complaining, not when Beau looked so pretty with that smile on her face, not when holding her hand felt so right and made her feel complete.

“And I just gotta say

She’s really gotta magical spell

And it’s working so well, that I can’t get away”

Even if she wanted to leave Clove didn’t think she could Beau was just too ingrained into her life that she would have to start over from the ground up if she left, not that she wanted to she was too happy the way she was to ever think of leaving the life she had now, Beau was magic that was all Clove could blame it on, she was magic and she cast a spell on her. Cast a spell that night they met at the restaurant, and neither looked back.

“I’m a lucky fella

And I just gotta tell her, That I love her endlessly”

Clove was in too deep now, she was whipped, well she knew that days ago when she decided Beau was a witch, but there was no turning back now. Clove decided she was going to tell Beau she loved her. She was going to tell her and not chicken out like she had the past three times the moment arises, she had to or she was going to self-combust and that wouldn’t be fun for anyone.

“Because love grows where my rosemary goes

And nobody knows like me”

Now here they were singing together in Beau’s bedroom, dancing together, in each other's arms as the song fades out with the last few lines Clove leaned forward and kissed her and thought ‘yeah I can do this for the rest of my life’.

“Beau! Hey Beau!” speak and they shall appear Beau guessed, it was Clove, dressed just as pretty as she always is, with a plain pale pink cardigan buttoned in the front and a white tennis skirt with a pair of white and pink tennis shoes with scrunched down frilly socks. She skipped over, her strawberry blonde hair bouncing with her movements, it was in that style that made her look adorable, the crown of her hair pulled back with a ribbon with her curtain bangs framing her face perfectly. When she reached Beau she knelled down and smiled that pretty smile that she has, Beau smiled back.

“Hey Clove, how ya been? Haven’t seen you in a minute.” It was true Clove kind of disappeared for about a week before Ace, Beau’s brother, saw her in the market but he said when he tried to talk to her she freaked out and ran. Beau wasn’t sure what was going on with her but she looked physically fine, with no cuts or bruises, no dark circles under her eyes, and no excessive makeup to hide any of those things, she looked fine and normal.

“Oh, I’ve been good, sorry for like pulling a disappearing act last week something came up and my dad and I had to make an emergency trip back to Georgia.” Right, Cloves’ not from around here she's from Athens Georgia, Beau had been once and thought it was a stuffy college town with too many people and not enough space for all of them.

“Emergency? Everything alright, right? No one dead?” 

“Ha! No, no one dead, just some drama with my mother’s will we had to go back to talk to my aunts and the lawyers.” She took a deep breath. “My aunts are fighting us every step of the way with the will it's driving my dad up the wall, but that's whatever what have you been up to since I’ve been gone?”

“Um, not much, just the normal day-to-day stuff, you know?” Beau didn’t think she did, see Clove was probably the wealthiest kid in town so she didn’t really know what it was like to work two jobs at seventeen, well she didn’t know what it was like to even work one much less two. “Oh! Sam wanted me to ask you on a date for her.”

“Um… well… I’ll pass, I don’t date girls like that.”

“Girls like what?”

“You know snotty, stuck-up brats I guess.” Huh well that’s something new, Beau figured that Clove wouldn’t care about stuff like that but apparently, she does. Beau liked conversations like this, she learns so much about Clove and doesn’t even notice until later. 

“Eh, she’s not totally awful, she just doesn’t have the best awareness of herself.” Who was Beau kidding? Sam was terrible and she knew that about herself and never let anyone forget it. 

“Ha! She totally is… but whatever, she knows I’ll never go out with her, I think she just asks me out to get a reaction at this point, hey what time is it?” She looked at me with her green eyes that could stare into your soul.

“Um, one thirty I think let me check,” I pulled out my phone and looked at the screen, Clove got me this phone, my old one was pretty outdated and barely worked at this point. “Yeah, one thirty, you got somewhere to be, cher?”