Wittystoriesfromtheheartx3

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chapter 4; part 2 

   I made my way down the street, earphones in, and music blasting. Gina only lived a few blocks away from me, so it was easy to get back home.

   With out warning, a car flew past me down the street, barely missing me. I watched as it screeched to a holt, and started backwards. It stopped next to me. The window rolled down, and it was Travis. He was only a sophomore, but he had his license, which I highly doubt he got legally.

    “Need a ride?” he asked.

    “Not if your going to drive like that,” I retorted.

   “I'll slow down,” he said, sticking his tounge out at me.

    I walked around the car, and hopped in. It smelled, well, like guy. Sweaty, unclean, and gross.

    “You know, cleaning this car once in a while wouldn't kill you” I said,

    “Well, with whats in here, you never know.”

    I laughed. Travis was probably one of the funniest kids I knew.

     We ended up in front of my house about 10 minutes later. It usually took about 15 from Gina's house, but with the way Travis drives, it was shorter.

    “Thanks for the ride,” I said, getting out of the car.

    “No problem” he said, driving away.

    As I walked inside, I heard my mom singing. This could only mean one thing. She had a date.

    Ever since my parents divorce, my moms been on the hunt for a new man. She could never stay single for long. Especially not now.

    “Who is it this time?” I asked, throwing my bag on the counter.

     “What do you mean?” she asked.

     “You know, your date. Who's it this time?”

    “How do you know I'm going on a date? I can't just be happy?” she said, with a hurt expression on her face.

    “Mom, you know your never this happy unless you have a date. Who is it?”

    “Fine. Its a guy from work. But hes so nice Ana, I think he might the one!” She said, excited now.

    “Oh just like the last guy? And the one before him. 'He might be the one!' You say that all the time.”

     Now I know this might sound mean, but it was true. My mom was always dating someone and when she did, she would always say 'Oh this is the one!' when in reality, they would just break up and she'd move on to the next one.

    “Ana! Do no-” but before she could continue, I was already on my way upstairs.

    “whatever mom.” I yelled back down.

   I took my phone out and texted everyone on my contacts list.

               Party at my house at 9. Bring whoever, and whatever.

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chapter 3 

   “Shh”, I whispered.

   “Are you sure they went up here?”

   I heard two pairs of footsteps coming up the stairs.

   “I'm positive. A boy and a girl”, I heard the voice say.

   “What'r we gunna go?!” I asked Paul.

  “Follow my lead..” He said back.

    We snuck over to the railing and looked over. From where we were, we saw to men who were deffinatly   not students. They walked into the 3^rd floor hallway while me and Paul snuck down the stairs form the roof. We made sure they weren't coming back, and then ran. We ran back through the door that led to the hallway, back to the pool deck, and back into the hallway that smelled of sweat and chlorine.

   “That was close” I whispered, as I looked behind me to make sure no one was there. When I turned back around I saw Paul. He was laughing at this point. Hysterically.

    “Its not funny!” I joked, laughing too.

    We walked back into the gym, as the pep rally came to an end. The football players were doing some stupid chant in the middle of the gym as the cheerleaders spelt out the initials of our school in their pom poms.

    “Thank you everyone, and we hope to see you at the game tomorrow!” The principal announced. “Everyones dismissed!”

     Automatically everyone rushed out of the gym. Paul grabbed my hand, and walked me out.

    “I wanna see you this weekend”, he said, pulling me closer to him.

    “Call me tonight,okay?” I said.

   “Okay” he said, kissing me and walking away.

    I couldn't believe he'd be gone in 2 months. I'd have to make the most of it, I thought.

    I walked out to my bus and walked on. I took a seat in the back, put in my headphones, turned them on max, and looked out the window. It was one of those moments when you feel like your in a sad movie. All I could think of was Paul leaving. A tear rolled down my cheek. I know it wasn't for another two months, but I couldn't help it. I liked Paul way to much to just let him leave. %9.98 to much.

(Sorry its so short! i'll have chaper 4 out by tomorrow I hope!)

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chapter 2 ;part 1

    (I know its long, but PLEASE READ!)

“And then he said 'You won't miss me' and I was like 'How can you even say that!?'”

   “Yeah, he told me the other day that he doesn't think you like him” replied Kaylee.

   This was the problem. Paul was doubtful. He never believed that I like him, even though I couldn't explain to him enough how much I really did.

   “You know, I could say the same to him because it doesn't even seem like he likes me either.” I said.

   At that, the bell rang.

   “Hey, I'll see you at the pep rally. Try to save me a seat, kay?”

   “Alright,” I said back, “Me and Mariah will be in there already because we have gym ,so just look for us.”

   I walked out of class, and pushed open the doors at the end of the hallway. As people pushed by me, I saw Paul and Travis leaning up against a locker.

   “Hey Paul”, I said smiling.

   I leaned in to kiss him, but he turned his head.

   “...Is there something wrong?” I asked.

   “Oh, um..nothing..i guess” he said back, not making eye contact.

   “Can we have a moment Travis?” I asked.

   But Travis was already turned around, walking away.

   “Really, tell me whats wrong” I demanded.

   “Its just...I've been thinking, that maybe..”
   But before he could finish, the loud speaker came on, ordering all students to the gym immediately, saying that the pep rally would begin in approximately 7 minutes.

   Paul started to walk away, but I stopped him.

   “Tell me whats going on Paul. Now.”

   “Maybe now's not the best time.”

   “Its a perfectly good time. I want to know. Stop hiding this”I said.

   “Its just that...I've been thinking that maybe...your beautiful” he replied,smirking.

   “Your such a jerk” I said, punching him playfully in the arm.

   He wrapped his arm around my waist, kissed my cheek and pulled me down the hallway, towards the gym. We walked in to an overcrowded gym, full of peppy cheerleaders, pumped up football players, and irritated students.

   “As long as were out of class” I said.

   We picked a seat in the back of the bleachers, high up to get a better view.

   “You know I mean what I said” Paul whispered in my ear.

   “About what?” I asked.

   “About how your beautiful. You truly are”

   I blushed, and looked at him. Our eyes met, and just as he went to kiss me again, the principals loud voice boomed over the speaker.

   “Welcome everybody! To our pre-game pep rally!”

   The crowd cheered, as the football players walked out and into their seats behind the podium.

   “I hate how much attention they get” I complained.

   “Hey, be nice. I was a football player too” he retorted.

   “Sorry, it all just seems overrated. They're people too. its not like they came from heaven and are going to bring world peace.” I replied.

   “Wanna get out of here?” he asked. “since its so overrated” he mimicked in a girly voice that sounded nothing like me.