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[My Life In a Nutshell]
chapter 6
oh, okay....
Me and Christian walked until it was completely dark and we could see the fireworks from home coming. he was so sweet. i couldn't believe. he was telling me stories about him and his friends, and i listened intently. he told me about his best friend Jimmy, who's apparently in my grade. Jimmy and him have been best friends since they were little, and he loves Jimmy, he says that Jimmy is like his brother, and him and Jimmy only have each other as friends really. it was actually kind of sad. as we rounded a corner, some kids that looked older than us started to approach him.
"Muse, stand about 30 feet behind me okay?" he said turning on his heel to look at me.
"why? who are they?" i said looking up at him.
"nobody. just high schoolers. they're not dangerous, don't worry" he said turning and walking on the side walk trying not to make eye contact with them. but the boy with freckles and red hair called for Christian.
"hey! are you Christian? Christian Ramonao?!" he said signaling his friends to stop with his hands.
"Yes. who are you?" said Christian looking at me over his shoulder and then looking at the boy. the three of the boys- who I'm guessing are about a year older than me- started walking towards Christian not noticing me.
"is it true? i mean, what people say about you and stuff?" said the short blonde haired boy. i think his name is Brian...
"is what true? the drugs?..." said Christian, hesitating.
"yeah. that. do you have any? are you selling them?" said the the boy with red hair.
"no man. I've never even touched drugs, those are just completely false rumors...." said Christian turning to walk away, but the boys jumped on him and started pulling him to the ground, but Christian, turned on them. it was amazing. he punched one of them in the stomach, and then he knocked the red haired boy out with one swing. i backed up next to a tree, so they couldnt see me when they ran away. Christian turned and called out my name.
"Muse?!" he said turning in my direction. i came out from behind the tree.
"What was that?! drugs?! are you a drug dealer?!" i said my hands shaking.
"no Muse. please, let me explain..." he said walking towards me. we went back to our normal pace and he told me everything. apparently, when he was in the 5th grade, a rumor spread that he dealt drugs for his cousins. it got worse in 6th grade when high school kids often jumped him for drugs. he then took karate so he could protect himself. none of the other kids would talk to him except for jimmy, and that he had a bad reputation. i felt so bad.
"I'm sorry Christian, i had no idea..." i said trying to make eye contact with him.
"it's fine. you didnt know. I'm glad you gave me time to explain though, no one ever gives me time to just explain the rumors and that there not true, but its gotten better, some people talk to me." he said smiling. when we got home he walked towards the school, waving goodbye. I planned my out fit for the next day, which i do every night it was my usual, dark clothes and then i prepared my makeup for the next day. i dont know why i bother though, I'm so ugly that nothing would ever change it, but i try anyway. i took a shower and brushed my teeth and put on my pajamas. but something was missing... my mom. wonderful. shes missing without a note and my stepdad isnt home yet. i put on my sneakers and ran outside into the cold autumn night. i wish Christian was still here... i ran around for a little while, until i found her down the block on my neighbors lawn halfway on the curb. I'm only 5 foot and shes bigger than me, but i had no choice I slung her arm over my shoulder and propped her up. i could smell the spirits on her breath. shes not supposed to be drinking, shes been in AA for 7 years but she decided this month to start drinking.
"Muse? is that you?" she mumbled.
"yeah its me you idiot." i said saying in her ear. she hobbled for a little while, but a few feet away from our house she gave up and i dragged her the rest of the way. i got her inside and laied her on the bed. she pulled me down and whispered in my ear:
"you're such a good person. a good little girl. always helping mommy, you dont even need looks so its okay if you dont have any..." and she passed out. i stood up with tears in my eyes, and gazed at her beautiful face. its not fair. that i have to be surrounded by my smart beautiful outgoing mother and sister. i started crying hysterically, and ran into the bathroom, staring at the mirror, i picked up the hair brush and threw it at the mirror with all my strength, and the mirror shattered into pieces. so much for my nice day...
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chapter 6
oh, okay....
Me and Christian walked until it was completely dark and we could see the fireworks from home coming. he was so sweet. i couldn't believe. he was telling me stories about him and his friends, and i listened intently. he told me about his best friend Jimmy, who's apparently in my grade. Jimmy and him have been best friends since they were little, and he loves Jimmy, he says that Jimmy is like his brother, and him and Jimmy only have each other as friends really. it was actually kind of sad. as we rounded a corner, some kids that looked older than us started to approach him.
"Muse, stand about 30 feet behind me okay?" he said turning on his heel to look at me.
"why? who are they?" i said looking up at him.
"nobody. just high schoolers. they're not dangerous, don't worry" he said turning and walking on the side walk trying not to make eye contact with them. but the boy with freckles and red hair called for Christian.
"hey! are you Christian? Christian Ramonao?!" he said signaling his friends to stop with his hands.
"Yes. who are you?" said Christian looking at me over his shoulder and then looking at the boy. the three of the boys- who I'm guessing are about a year older than me- started walking towards Christian not noticing me.
"is it true? i mean, what people say about you and stuff?" said the short blonde haired boy. i think his name is Brian...
"is what true? the drugs?..." said Christian, hesitating.
"yeah. that. do you have any? are you selling them?" said the the boy with red hair.
"no man. I've never even touched drugs, those are just completely false rumors...." said Christian turning to walk away, but the boys jumped on him and started pulling him to the ground, but Christian, turned on them. it was amazing. he punched one of them in the stomach, and then he knocked the red haired boy out with one swing. i backed up next to a tree, so they couldnt see me when they ran away. Christian turned and called out my name.
"Muse?!" he said turning in my direction. i came out from behind the tree.
"What was that?! drugs?! are you a drug dealer?!" i said my hands shaking.
"no Muse. please, let me explain..." he said walking towards me. we went back to our normal pace and he told me everything. apparently, when he was in the 5th grade, a rumor spread that he dealt drugs for his cousins. it got worse in 6th grade when high school kids often jumped him for drugs. he then took karate so he could protect himself. none of the other kids would talk to him except for jimmy, and that he had a bad reputation. i felt so bad.
"I'm sorry Christian, i had no idea..." i said trying to make eye contact with him.
"it's fine. you didnt know. I'm glad you gave me time to explain though, no one ever gives me time to just explain the rumors and that there not true, but its gotten better, some people talk to me." he said smiling. when we got home he walked towards the school, waving goodbye. I planned my out fit for the next day, which i do every night it was my usual, dark clothes and then i prepared my makeup for the next day. i dont know why i bother though, I'm so ugly that nothing would ever change it, but i try anyway. i took a shower and brushed my teeth and put on my pajamas. but something was missing... my mom. wonderful. shes missing without a note and my stepdad isnt home yet. i put on my sneakers and ran outside into the cold autumn night. i wish Christian was still here... i ran around for a little while, until i found her down the block on my neighbors lawn halfway on the curb. I'm only 5 foot and shes bigger than me, but i had no choice I slung her arm over my shoulder and propped her up. i could smell the spirits on her breath. shes not supposed to be drinking, shes been in AA for 7 years but she decided this month to start drinking.
"Muse? is that you?" she mumbled.
"yeah its me you idiot." i said saying in her ear. she hobbled for a little while, but a few feet away from our house she gave up and i dragged her the rest of the way. i got her inside and laied her on the bed. she pulled me down and whispered in my ear:
"you're such a good person. a good little girl. always helping mommy, you dont even need looks so its okay if you dont have any..." and she passed out. i stood up with tears in my eyes, and gazed at her beautiful face. its not fair. that i have to be surrounded by my smart beautiful outgoing mother and sister. i started crying hysterically, and ran into the bathroom, staring at the mirror, i picked up the hair brush and threw it at the mirror with all my strength, and the mirror shattered into pieces. so much for my nice day...
Muses school clothes: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=2577045
[My Life In a Nutshell]
chapter 5
<3
"Give it back!" i said giggling, which is something i rarely do.
"nope! i need to add my number!" he said smiling and putting my phone high above my head.
"fine!' i said standing waiting for Christian to add his number into my phone. we were at homecoming and the football game had just started, me and Christian were waiting on the bleachers, for Marci to show up.
"you never smile Muse." he said grabbing my waist making me jump, and laugh
"there we go! whats with all black?" he said pinching the sleeve of my shirt
"must you contradict everything i do?!" i said slapping his shoulder. he laughed, like he always does whenever i hit him. i guess its funny how weak i am compared to him.
"you also talk so formally...." he said laughing. i looked away. Christian put his arm around my shoulders and hugged me. i lost my breathe. boys never hug me. never. this was probably the first.
"so where is everyone?" he said letting go and looking over the crowd.
"i dont know..." i said surveying the group around us.
"Hey! Hey Marci!" said Christian jumping up and running towards her. i climbed down from the bleachers to meet up with Kim, Georgia and Juliet. Juliet is one of my best friends since 3rd grade. she used to hang out with all the popular preppy kids that tease me. for a while we stopped talking, because i was the creepy goth girl and she was pretty and preppy. but shes changed. now shes scene and she self harms. im glad she came, since she never some out to school events because the preps will most likely be there. shes also gorgeous which gets her a lot of attention she doesnt want.
"hey Muse!" she said greeting me with a hug. "have you seen any skater kids around here?"
"yeah. over there, near the bushes...." i said pointing in there direction.
"cool, see you guys later i assume?" and she walked away.
"Hi Marci, what have you been up too?' said Christian giving her a hug. we all walked around for a while watching the game, and everytime Christian seemed to sit next to Marci the whole time. until 3 girls came up to him, that i've never seen before.
"hi Christian!" said the tall girl. she had light brown hair and brown eyes.
"Hi Samantha!" and he gave her a big hug. just like the one he gave me...i no longer felt special at all. He hugged all three of them, and then they walked away. when it began to get dark out and the fireworks began a couple of his friends came over. three of them. they all started talking and having a little bromance with each other. it was getting cold and i was shivering at this point.
"i think im going to go home guys. i'll see you all tomarrow." i said starting to stand up
"here take my jacket." said Christian standing up and unzipping his jacket.
"no, im fine. i have to go anyway since its dark." i said walking away. i had to walk home, which was not fun for me. i live close to the school, so its not very far but when its dark on a friday night, there are a lot of drunk people in the area and they are not fun to deal with.
"I'll walk with you." said Christian standing up and walking in my direction. Marci winked at me.
"No. No its okay its not that far." i said
"Muse, no offense but you're a tiny person, and people can take advantage of that. I'm a black belt and I bet everyone would feel a lot better if i came." he said walking away with me towards the gate of the school. and that settled it, i was being walked home by the most perfect guy ever.
chapter 5
<3
"Give it back!" i said giggling, which is something i rarely do.
"nope! i need to add my number!" he said smiling and putting my phone high above my head.
"fine!' i said standing waiting for Christian to add his number into my phone. we were at homecoming and the football game had just started, me and Christian were waiting on the bleachers, for Marci to show up.
"you never smile Muse." he said grabbing my waist making me jump, and laugh
"there we go! whats with all black?" he said pinching the sleeve of my shirt
"must you contradict everything i do?!" i said slapping his shoulder. he laughed, like he always does whenever i hit him. i guess its funny how weak i am compared to him.
"you also talk so formally...." he said laughing. i looked away. Christian put his arm around my shoulders and hugged me. i lost my breathe. boys never hug me. never. this was probably the first.
"so where is everyone?" he said letting go and looking over the crowd.
"i dont know..." i said surveying the group around us.
"Hey! Hey Marci!" said Christian jumping up and running towards her. i climbed down from the bleachers to meet up with Kim, Georgia and Juliet. Juliet is one of my best friends since 3rd grade. she used to hang out with all the popular preppy kids that tease me. for a while we stopped talking, because i was the creepy goth girl and she was pretty and preppy. but shes changed. now shes scene and she self harms. im glad she came, since she never some out to school events because the preps will most likely be there. shes also gorgeous which gets her a lot of attention she doesnt want.
"hey Muse!" she said greeting me with a hug. "have you seen any skater kids around here?"
"yeah. over there, near the bushes...." i said pointing in there direction.
"cool, see you guys later i assume?" and she walked away.
"Hi Marci, what have you been up too?' said Christian giving her a hug. we all walked around for a while watching the game, and everytime Christian seemed to sit next to Marci the whole time. until 3 girls came up to him, that i've never seen before.
"hi Christian!" said the tall girl. she had light brown hair and brown eyes.
"Hi Samantha!" and he gave her a big hug. just like the one he gave me...i no longer felt special at all. He hugged all three of them, and then they walked away. when it began to get dark out and the fireworks began a couple of his friends came over. three of them. they all started talking and having a little bromance with each other. it was getting cold and i was shivering at this point.
"i think im going to go home guys. i'll see you all tomarrow." i said starting to stand up
"here take my jacket." said Christian standing up and unzipping his jacket.
"no, im fine. i have to go anyway since its dark." i said walking away. i had to walk home, which was not fun for me. i live close to the school, so its not very far but when its dark on a friday night, there are a lot of drunk people in the area and they are not fun to deal with.
"I'll walk with you." said Christian standing up and walking in my direction. Marci winked at me.
"No. No its okay its not that far." i said
"Muse, no offense but you're a tiny person, and people can take advantage of that. I'm a black belt and I bet everyone would feel a lot better if i came." he said walking away with me towards the gate of the school. and that settled it, i was being walked home by the most perfect guy ever.
[My Life In a Nutshell]
chapter 3
things can only get better... right?
my room, is my safe haven. its bright orange and its covered in posters and pictures and just memories. my bed is a mattress on the floor, next to the window. its very happy in my room even though a lot of the stuff in here is black. I've been punished, which means no T.V. or computer for a week. wow. if my mom even paid attention she would know that i never watch T.V. or go on the computer. my mom and stepdad are fighting, about something and i can gear Jayden crying. its midnight and i should probably be asleep but i cant when i know Jayden is crying. i walk into the hallway, and see Jayden sitting on the chair in the living room, holding his teddy bear crying, and when i look outside i see why. my family is on the front lawn yelling and screaming. i pick up Jayden.
"whats wrong little man?" i ask
"Momma and them are yelling" he sobbed.
"you want to sleep in my room?" i asked. and he nodded and put his head on my shoulder. i walked into my room and took out his fold up mattress. its a toddler mattress that fold and i keep it in my room for times like this. he fell asleep quickly. i woke up in the middle of the night, to pounding at my door.
"Give me Jayden,Muse!!!" screamed Harley.
"Hes asleep!! why are you doing this to him?! just leave him alone! hes a baby!" i screamed.
she silently walked away. i went to the kitchen to find my mom and stepdad sitting at the counter, my mom shot me a look.
"this is all your fault you know." she said to me.
"my fault?! how is this my fault?!" i said taken back.
"you should have kept your mouth shut!!!!" she screamed.
"its not my fault that you and Harley are complete animals! and you both have no respect!" i said, but shes right, its all my fault.
"Muse, your pathetic, just get out of my sight. i can look at you. you disgust me." and i walked away with tears running down my cheeks, realizing i cant save Jayden. Hes going to be raised the same way i was. hes going to act how i act. run from anyone who trys to get close. silently sulk in the corner. but i cant give up on him. i cant let this happen.
when i woke up and got ready for school i dropped Jayden off at daycare around the street. i was so tired that i didnt pay attention the entire day, until i realized i was in 4th period history and Mr. Jerchade, the prehistoric teacher calls on me to tell him when the cold war occurred. but i was saved by the bell. when i walked into the hallway i found Kim and Georgia arguing, about something. Georgia is very smart and very pretty. and Kim is pretty but really ditzy.
"I cant take her anymore Muse, we have 8 out of 9 classes together, shes driving me crazy!" said Georgia
"shes mean Muse! she keeps yelling at me!" said Kim looking at me with a frown.
"im sorry guys,you have known each other for a while now. dont you think you would be used to each other?"
we all walked in the hallway and i left them and went to lunch. I sit with Marci. Marci used to be the ugly duckling until now. she used to have braces and never wear any makeup, but now her teeth are straight, and she has long brown hair. shes beautiful. but like me shes never had a boyfriend, but boys have liked her.
"Muse!" and she greets me with a big hug. shes so happy. so alive. unlike me.
"Hey Marci. whats up?" i asked sitting next to her.
"oh nothing! do you like all your classes?" she asked.
"uuuhhh yeah, i guess.... i really hate school all together so...."
"i get it...." and she kept talking but out of the corner of my eye, i saw him. Christian was in our lunch! this is exciting he sat two tables away, with a bunch of other boys.
"Muse? Muuusssse...." she waved her hand in front of my face.
"what? oh sorry i spaced out."
"no you didnt. you were looking at somebody! who!? you havent looked at a boy since Mason!"
Mason was my first crush. i liked him for 3 years, and I thought there was a chance he liked me back, but her never tried, so i moved on.
"nobody!" i said looking at her.
"ooooooo your looking at him! hes cute!" and she nudged her head towards Christian.
"yeah i am..."
"well, whats his name?"
but before i could answer, Melissa walked over and sat down across from us. she was a head cheer leader, and she couldnt stand the sight of me last year, but now shes sitting across from me with her friend, Cara.
"Hi Melissa....?" said Marci looking at her oddly "your sitting here im guessing?"
"yeah,well there arent that many seats or anything..."
"you mean the they booted you out of there table?" i said nudging my head toward the "popular" kids.
"no! we left by choice" chimed in Cara.
"alright whatever...."
chapter 3
things can only get better... right?
my room, is my safe haven. its bright orange and its covered in posters and pictures and just memories. my bed is a mattress on the floor, next to the window. its very happy in my room even though a lot of the stuff in here is black. I've been punished, which means no T.V. or computer for a week. wow. if my mom even paid attention she would know that i never watch T.V. or go on the computer. my mom and stepdad are fighting, about something and i can gear Jayden crying. its midnight and i should probably be asleep but i cant when i know Jayden is crying. i walk into the hallway, and see Jayden sitting on the chair in the living room, holding his teddy bear crying, and when i look outside i see why. my family is on the front lawn yelling and screaming. i pick up Jayden.
"whats wrong little man?" i ask
"Momma and them are yelling" he sobbed.
"you want to sleep in my room?" i asked. and he nodded and put his head on my shoulder. i walked into my room and took out his fold up mattress. its a toddler mattress that fold and i keep it in my room for times like this. he fell asleep quickly. i woke up in the middle of the night, to pounding at my door.
"Give me Jayden,Muse!!!" screamed Harley.
"Hes asleep!! why are you doing this to him?! just leave him alone! hes a baby!" i screamed.
she silently walked away. i went to the kitchen to find my mom and stepdad sitting at the counter, my mom shot me a look.
"this is all your fault you know." she said to me.
"my fault?! how is this my fault?!" i said taken back.
"you should have kept your mouth shut!!!!" she screamed.
"its not my fault that you and Harley are complete animals! and you both have no respect!" i said, but shes right, its all my fault.
"Muse, your pathetic, just get out of my sight. i can look at you. you disgust me." and i walked away with tears running down my cheeks, realizing i cant save Jayden. Hes going to be raised the same way i was. hes going to act how i act. run from anyone who trys to get close. silently sulk in the corner. but i cant give up on him. i cant let this happen.
when i woke up and got ready for school i dropped Jayden off at daycare around the street. i was so tired that i didnt pay attention the entire day, until i realized i was in 4th period history and Mr. Jerchade, the prehistoric teacher calls on me to tell him when the cold war occurred. but i was saved by the bell. when i walked into the hallway i found Kim and Georgia arguing, about something. Georgia is very smart and very pretty. and Kim is pretty but really ditzy.
"I cant take her anymore Muse, we have 8 out of 9 classes together, shes driving me crazy!" said Georgia
"shes mean Muse! she keeps yelling at me!" said Kim looking at me with a frown.
"im sorry guys,you have known each other for a while now. dont you think you would be used to each other?"
we all walked in the hallway and i left them and went to lunch. I sit with Marci. Marci used to be the ugly duckling until now. she used to have braces and never wear any makeup, but now her teeth are straight, and she has long brown hair. shes beautiful. but like me shes never had a boyfriend, but boys have liked her.
"Muse!" and she greets me with a big hug. shes so happy. so alive. unlike me.
"Hey Marci. whats up?" i asked sitting next to her.
"oh nothing! do you like all your classes?" she asked.
"uuuhhh yeah, i guess.... i really hate school all together so...."
"i get it...." and she kept talking but out of the corner of my eye, i saw him. Christian was in our lunch! this is exciting he sat two tables away, with a bunch of other boys.
"Muse? Muuusssse...." she waved her hand in front of my face.
"what? oh sorry i spaced out."
"no you didnt. you were looking at somebody! who!? you havent looked at a boy since Mason!"
Mason was my first crush. i liked him for 3 years, and I thought there was a chance he liked me back, but her never tried, so i moved on.
"nobody!" i said looking at her.
"ooooooo your looking at him! hes cute!" and she nudged her head towards Christian.
"yeah i am..."
"well, whats his name?"
but before i could answer, Melissa walked over and sat down across from us. she was a head cheer leader, and she couldnt stand the sight of me last year, but now shes sitting across from me with her friend, Cara.
"Hi Melissa....?" said Marci looking at her oddly "your sitting here im guessing?"
"yeah,well there arent that many seats or anything..."
"you mean the they booted you out of there table?" i said nudging my head toward the "popular" kids.
"no! we left by choice" chimed in Cara.
"alright whatever...."
[My Life In a Nutshell]
chapter 1
The beginning.
Day 3. 2:39, in the afternoon. i hate school. it was designed to ruin lives.
8th grade, apparently, is going to be a better year according to the principal Miss. Dawson, "as long as you follow school rules, it should be an okay year!" basically, do what your told, and hopefully all hell wont break loose. but its middle school. kids are reaching the breaking point. this is Miss. Dawsons first year as principal and shes already given out 7 detention slips for girls shorts being "too short" I've steered clear of her and haven't gotten detention yet. but i do feel bad for her. she lives 3 houses away from me, so i know for a fact she lives alone with no children. she irritates me. Anyway, its English, the last class of the day and then i go home. i glance at the clock, only 5 minutes left, unfortunately my English teacher sees im not paying attention.
"Muse, what is the noun in this sentence?"
seriously? its the third day of school, other teachers are making us fill out crappy, information sheets. i pause and read the sentence.
"house....?"
but the bell rings, and Miss Dawsons voice floods over the speakers. and we're released. I really stick out when i walk to my locker. everyone seems to be with a friend, not me. but then he walks by. whoa. the most gorgeous blue eyes i have ever seen. dark skin and his hair is spiked. he was wearing baggy jeans and a black shirt with the monster energy drink logo on it. I've never seen him before. and i knew he couldnt be in my grade, he must be in seventh. when I arrived home i grabbed the yearbook from the previous year and looked in the 6th grade section. i found him. Christian Ramonao
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Muse
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Christian
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chapter 1
The beginning.
Day 3. 2:39, in the afternoon. i hate school. it was designed to ruin lives.
8th grade, apparently, is going to be a better year according to the principal Miss. Dawson, "as long as you follow school rules, it should be an okay year!" basically, do what your told, and hopefully all hell wont break loose. but its middle school. kids are reaching the breaking point. this is Miss. Dawsons first year as principal and shes already given out 7 detention slips for girls shorts being "too short" I've steered clear of her and haven't gotten detention yet. but i do feel bad for her. she lives 3 houses away from me, so i know for a fact she lives alone with no children. she irritates me. Anyway, its English, the last class of the day and then i go home. i glance at the clock, only 5 minutes left, unfortunately my English teacher sees im not paying attention.
"Muse, what is the noun in this sentence?"
seriously? its the third day of school, other teachers are making us fill out crappy, information sheets. i pause and read the sentence.
"house....?"
but the bell rings, and Miss Dawsons voice floods over the speakers. and we're released. I really stick out when i walk to my locker. everyone seems to be with a friend, not me. but then he walks by. whoa. the most gorgeous blue eyes i have ever seen. dark skin and his hair is spiked. he was wearing baggy jeans and a black shirt with the monster energy drink logo on it. I've never seen him before. and i knew he couldnt be in my grade, he must be in seventh. when I arrived home i grabbed the yearbook from the previous year and looked in the 6th grade section. i found him. Christian Ramonao
comment on what you think please :)
these are Muse and Christian below.
Muse
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Christian
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