This is my story account. I love too write. I admit I am slow about getting chapters and things up, but I try. I am a undercover writer. No one except a few people know I write. My family doesn't know either. But I love it with everything. I eventually want to be published one day. My stories are originial. Writing is my escape from the world. From the drama, from the lies, from the cheats, from the meaness of everyday life. I want to be known as someone who writes to entertain or to inspire, not as someone who is wasting their time on something they'll never do.
This is me.
I'm a friend under your choice. A great talker, but an even better listener. I always remember yet tend to forget. I'm there for ANYONE who needs somebody, and payback is what I'm best at. I laugh at things that simply aren't funny. I'm very insecure, I'm cautious. I hate being quite, yet enjoy the silence. I have high expectations, not only for myself, but for others. I'm confident at times, but I have my doubts. I make assumpitions frequently, yet hate being judged. Appereance is nothing, yet also everything. I want to be taken seriously, so I tend to take things to seriously; on the otherhand, I love too joke around. I can prove you wrong, and I can make the biggest mistakes of a lifetime. I do what I want. I stare into space, and I'm usually in my own little corner of the universe. I study people's attitudes and actions. I try too guess what's on others minds and am very curious. I read too many love stories. I'm scared of the future, yet can't keep my mind from wondering what's along the road. Life obviously has it's ups and downsm but I'm only preparing myself, because I know I've seen nothing yet. I'm a clueless young girl. Yet an intelligent woman. I honor, trust, and love God. I open up to him with ease. I'm iffy. I tend to weigh my options, I even argue with myself when making decisions. My mind and my heart are usually never on the same page, and half the time, I listen to the wrong one. It's hard for me to organize my thoughts, but as you can tell I talk way to much, yet in my mind I haven't said anything. Or even began to describe myself. It might take time, but you'll get to know me, then again it might take no time at all. One thing I can assure you though, you'll never understand me. You won't even come close, but I'm not going to stop you from trying...
<3
Chapter Three-
Whenever final bell rang Claire came to find me so we
could fo on our usual Monday "trip". Our
"trip" was nothing, but to Starbucks, and the mall.
When we climbed om the jeep we were listening to One Direction.
When Claire started to say something, "Janie if your not up
for this we can do something else." "Claire I'm not
dead." Wrong choice of words, because she started to cry.
"Aw, Claire don't cry. Everything will be
okay."
"Don't tell me not to cry my best friend has cancer, and
she didn't tell me." "Claire I wanted to tell you.
Believe me I did. I just couldn't." "And why
couldn't you?" "I'm trying to get my head
around all of this. It's still not, but you know. Atleast I
didn't go through with my original plan." "Which
was?" "Not telling anyone until it was to
late."
She got quite so I turned the radio up and drove to the
mall. I hated arguing with her but I mean she should be grateful
she knows. When I parked I heard my phone going off, it was Luke.
I killed the jeep and answered.
phone call-
Me- "Hello?"
Luke- "What are you doing?"
Me- "At the mall with Claire. Why?"
Luke- "I wanna go out tonight."
Me- "What time?"
Luke- "Seven. I'll pick you up."
Me- "Okay bye.
"So where is he taking uou?" Claire asked.
"I don't know he didn't say. Knowing him some where
amazing."
*Author's NOTE!!*
Alright, for those of you who have read one and two thank you. So
so so so sorry you have been waiting so long for three. I am
technically grounded from the computer, and this is the first day
I have been able to post. My mom is at work. SO I will try
everyday that she is at work too post. I have almost every
chapter written out just waiting to be posted. Let me know what
you think.
<3 always.
ale'.
Chapter Two-
Whenever we got
to school I parked in my spot next to Mike's truck. As soon
as we stopped he was out of the truck and him and Claire were
into it. I just rolled my eyes and walked into the building.
Walking to my locker I was thinking about how I was going to tell
Claire about me having cancer. She's my best friend I have to
tell her eventually.
Standing at my locker I began to cry whenever my phone went
off. I had a text from my boyfriend Luke.
text messages.
Luke <3- "Hey baby. I'm running late, but I'll
see you in first period. I love you."
Me- "Alright hun. See you then. I love you too."
In first period, I was fixing my make up when Claire and
Mike walked in holding hands. "Figures," I muttered.
Then in came Luke, right away he noticed something was wrong and
I had been crying. He walked over and started asking questions.
"Baby what's wrong?" I told him, "Nothing
I'll tell you later."
Let me tell you a little bit about Luke. He's a cutie,
he's nothing like Jeremy though. He's tall, blonde hair,
sky blue eyes, he's trustworthy, a total sweetheart, and
always there. Shortly after I told him nothing class started and
we were texting.
text messages.
Luke <3- "Tell me. What's wrong?"
Me- "I don't know how to say it,"
Luke <3- "Just say it darlin, you know you can tell me
anything."
I thought to myself 'not this," and started crying as I
typed out...
Me- "I found out three days ago I have cancer.."
I saw him turn and look at me with
tears in his eyes, which made my tears flow more. He punched the
desk causing everyone to jump as he ran out of the room dropping
his phone. I saw Claire pick it up and read the text I just semt.
She dropped the phone with a gasp and looked at me. "Are you
serious Janie?" All I could do was nod my head and cry.
She began to cry and walked over and hugged me. We stayed
that way for awhile. Whenever we stopped hugging the class
continued with confusion of what had just happened. Luke never
came backto class so when it was over I went to find him. I knew
where he would be. He was under the bleachers where we had our
first kiss.
"Hey you," I said. When he looked at me I could
tell he had been crying. "Hi." "Are you
okay?" "Do I look okay? I just found out my girlfriend
has cancer." "I know and I'm sorry." He just
sat there with his head down.
"Please say something," I begged. "I
don't know what to say Janie." "Well atleast hold
me." And so we sat there in tears for the rest of the
day.
*Authour's
Note!!*
Hey you guys, I know this chapter is extremely late and I am so
sorry. Everytime I would try an post the computer wouldn't
let me or Witty wouldn't let me. I'm not sure what has
been going on. If I can't get it to fix soon I may be moving
my story to Wattpad.com like some of the other writers on Witty.
I think that the story is picking up a little bit in this chapter
it for sure will in chapters to come. I have some written out and
ready to go. Thanks so much.
Love,
Ale'<3
"Love Has a
Way."
Chapter
one.
Jane's
POV.
I woke with a jump, it was one of the worst dreams
I've had in awhile. It's been about three days since I
found out that I have cancer. I haven't told anyone yet, but
before I get to far ahead of myself let me tell you a little bit
about myself. I'm Jane. Jane Nichole Roberts. Everyone calls
me Janie. I live in a small town in Texas called Bishop Hill. I
am a freshman in Crystal Lights High School. My best friend is
Anna-Claire, but we just call her Claire.
We've been best friends since Kindergarden. I
definitely trust her out of everyone else at Crystal Lights, well
her and her dreamy older brother Jeremy Cole. He''s tall,
strong, gorgeous, he has deep brown hair, with sea green eyes,
and he has an adorable crooked smile that I love. I've been
around him since I was five, but never once talked to him.
He's a football star and I am a book nerd, no way that would
happen.
Well, enough about all that. So, this dream I had, I died.
I know everyone has dreams like that, but just finding out I had
cancer made the dream so much worse, and scarier. After I
realized it was just a dream I picked up my phone and noticed it
was time to get up anyway. So I got in the shower, when I got out
I decided on my outfit for the day. Some white jean shorts, with
a black t-shirt, and some silver sparkly Toms. About the time I
finished getting dressed my phone was going off. It was Claire as
usual.
Text messages-
Claire- "you comin to get me?"
Me- "yeah, what happened to Mike?"
Claire- "tell you when you get here."
Me- "okay. on the way."
When I got to Claire's I let myself in and about
knocked Jeremy over. "Sorry," we say at the same time.
"Don't worry about it, uh" "Jane."
"Oh right. Well later." And with that he was gone. I
was so embarassed, I went straight to Claire's room and threw
myself on her bed.
"Ugh!" I groaned. "What's with you?" She
asked. "Oh nothing. Just the fact I've been around since
we were five and your brother doesn't even know my
name." I complained. She just laughed and finished getting
ready. "So, what happened with you and Mike?" She
rolled her eyes when I asked and went in full explanation
mode.
After, about twenty minutes of listening to her rant. I got that
they broke up, because he hung out with Elizabeth after
school last Friday. I'm sure you think no big deal guys can
have friends, yeah sure, but not when it's Elizabeth
Hastings. Biggest schluttt EVER! Whenever she was ready to go, we
climbed in my jeep and headed to school.
*AUTHOR'S
NOTE!!*
Alright you guys, like I said this is my story account. I love
writing. I love criticism, it's a little early for it though.
I am working on posting faster. I'm sorry if it takes awhile.
The story is boring now, but I promise it will pick up soon.
Please tell me what you think.
Love always,
Ale'. <3