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hi, im with_love_21
i like to write but i dont really want my friends to know about it, so i have a 2nd account.
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change. chapter 6 part 2
---FLASHBACK---
*”cam” I cooed “come here! I’m ready for
you.” I looked down at my bra and
thong. Hopefully I looked good for him. I wanted my first time to
be good. I wanted it to be perfect. Cam walked in with a small
box. He looked at my body, scanning me up and down. “damn,
you look hot.” I smiled, satisfied, and
walked over to the bed, beckoning him to come closer. I sat down
on the edge of the bed as he moved closer. he kissed me, softly
at first, then roughly. Rough and intense. I swung my arms around
his neck and my legs around his waist. He kissed down my neck and
I moaned. He started to push me down onto the bed. I didn’t
refuse. I kissed him more and his tongue poked into my mouth. The
rest of *that* is history. *”lexi, theres something I
needed to tell you.” Cam said as he took
a shot. “what is it?” I asked. “my parents,
they’re…they’re getting a divorce.” He took another shot, then another.
“oh cam, I’m so sorry. Just know it isn’t your
fault.” I looked at his eyes,
expecting them to be sad, but I got another look from him. Anger.
Rage. He looked me in the eyes. “BUT IT IS MY FAULT.” He screamed. I shrieked. I had never
seen this side of him. “cam..no of course its not your fau.” I stopped in mid thought. I looked at his
hand. It was clenched in a fist, and it was coming towards me. He
hit me and I screamed. he took his belt and swung it at me. It
hit me on the neck and my upper arm. I felt pain, so much pain. I
put my hand to my head and felt blood. I looked at my hand. My
blood filled hand. And I cried.
---END
OF FLASHBACK---
change. chapter 5
*the next week I headed off to the Hamptons. Once I arrived at her beach house I was surprised to see that she wasn’t with cam. Apparently, they had been together non-stop for what…3 weeks? “ANGIE! Ohmygod you’re here! I missed you so much! You texted me and told me that you needed to tell me something? What is it doll face? Is there a guy? Tell me theres a guy!” “yes, theres a guy,” lexi squealed and I did too. “Andhisnamesmattandhescuteandhesinabandandhehasabsandhehassilkyblondehairandhelikeskidsandhehasabsandohmygodhessoperfectandilookathimandthinkhowdidigetthisluckyandhehasniceabs…did I mention abs?”I talked so fast I was just so excited! “wait, hunny, slow down! So lemme get this straight: theres a guy named matt, who has abs, and blond hair, and he likes kids, and hes perfect to you, and likes you for you, and hes in a band?!..and abs! Wow hun, you lucked out!” I nodded at her every word. And boy was she right, I did luck out! “now enough about matt, tell me about cam, all I know is that you guys went on a date to the movies and what else?”
*”oh..cam” she looked down, and I noticed something on her forehead. It was black and blue. “nothing really about him to say…” she looked as if there was something to say though, something important. “lexi.. what happened to your face…you have a, a bruise, on your forehead. What happened?” she looked at me with sad eyes, sighed. Her mood changed quickly. “oh that…its nothing. I just…” she looked as if she was trying to make up something, “went surfing with cam!” she suddenly burst out. “yeah…I went surfing with cam and I fell and I hit a rock..and yeah, that’s how I got this bruise. ” She looked relieved while getting this out. Then I looked at her, to see if she was lieing, and I noticed a bruise on her arm too, and one on her neck. “lexi,” I spoke slowly “are those from the rocks too?” I looked at her for approval. She hesitated then spoke “yeah, those are from the rocks too. I’m so clumsy!” she smiled, but I could tell it was fake. I could tell something was up. But I did what I do best. I kept it to myself
hey readers
okay i'll get to the point
im so sorry for not writing to you guys for, like, the
past MONTH. i'm been super busy with vacations,
and work, and parties, and everthing
else in my life. and on top of that, i've had
WRITERS BLOCK. like wicked writers block. but i wanted to
apologize for not writing to you guys and i know ive probably lost a bunch of my readers (well..how many could i loose, theres only like 6 of
you) so all i ask is you leave a comment to say that you're
still reading and/or scold me for not writing when i had time
off. thanks for those of you who still do read.
anywho; i'm going to
try to get in a bunch of chapters this week. speaking of my
story, i'm just going to recap that the
summer is almost over for Angie. Lexi will disappear soon so, present time chapters
will probably be out around august 10 :) (they would be out
around august 1st but i'll be in
Jamaica so i wont be writing from the 1st - 9th of
august)
*”sorry about charlotte, she’s just a bimbo anyway, that’s Brandon’s current girlfriend, but next week it will change.” “okay, and its fine...” I said reassuring him that they hadn’t been a problem. “I’m really happy you came. I hope you liked it.” “yeah,” I said “I liked the music. It’s different.” I looked around at the small room we were in, it had three guitars on hooks and a big pack of ear plugs on the ground. Drum-sticks were scattered over in the corner, and some wrappers were here and there. “it’s a mess…I know.” Matt said as he looked around with me “but we’re rockers…so hey, no one ever said we didn’t make messes!” I laughed. There’s the matt I know and like. “Lexi, my bestfriend, her brother is six and thinks he’s a rock star. He has this guitar he made out of cardboard and everything. It’s cute except for the fact that screams his own made up lyrics that he insists are ACDC. That’s the only rock band he knows.” “wow, maybe I can meet him sometime…if that’s okay, I mean, I love kids.” ‘Matt loves kids, that’s so cute’ I thought. Yeah, this one’s a keeper, I’ll tell Lexi about him. *I called her that night, and she invited me to the beach the next week. I knew my parents wouldn’t care so I said that I would go. I wanted to tell her about matt, but I couldn’t get a word in edge-wise. Lexi wasn’t being rude, its just when she’s excited she talks fast and you cant get her to shut up. I heard some whispers on the other end of the line and she quickly mumbled “I uhh, gotta run. See you in a few!” and with that she hung up.
change. chapter 4 part 1
*matt’s concert was really good, the music was a mix of this rock ‘n roll and this jazz-pop type thing. It was different and I liked it. Matt told me that they were selling some demo’s, but he could give me one for free if I came backstage after the show. By the time I came backstage, all the guys were drunk. “matt?” I called, “I’m here for the demo CD you told me you’d give me.” I was happy to see matt wasn’t drunk. “oh hi Angie.” He greeted me, as I looked around at his drunken friends, “oh, I’m sorry; it’s…they’re… like this after any performance, but I’m the designated driver so...” he trailed off in mid thought. “alright” I said a little unsure. It soon became an awkward silence. Matt broke it “I have your demo right here.” He looked at his hand and awkwardly passed it over, “here you…go” he looked around; he must have known how uncomfortable I was with these almost passed out people. I looked around, unsure of what to do next. ‘should I leave…?’ I thought. When I met matt we never had these silences, just laughing, and talking. That’s when I heard a noise. “ohh braannnnndonnnn!” she called in a sing-song voice “We haven’t finished what we startedddd!” A drunk blonde came stumbling into the room, she held onto the wall for support. “wheres Brandon?” she asked, and looked around at the guys in the room “oh there you are Brandon! I’ve been looking alllll over for you!” she walked over to matt, I could smell the booze from feet away. “what?” matt looked at her, confused. “I’m not Brandon, he’s over there…on the couch…go over there char” he pointed to the couch and guided her over there so she didn’t trip over the guys laying on the floor. She instantly fell onto the couch and snuggled up to Brandon, who was half aware of what was going on. “oh Brandon” she cooed “oh yeah baby lets go somewhere elseeeeee” she looked at Brandon, hopeful for some fun. Brandon looked back at her, confused for a second, then squinted and realized who it was “oh hey char” he looked around “where am I?” he asked, then realizing. “ohh, yeah, uhm Matt, a little privacy please.” Matt led me into a small room that led to the stage.
* it felt like Thursday night came faster than expected. I found an outfit at abercrombie that I would wear. Really short dark denim shorts with a white flowered tank top. Matt said that he would of picked me up, but the band members had to meet early before the concert so they could set up. His sister Caroline came to pick me up instead. *”hi, I’m Caroline, but call me care” she greeted, “you must be Angie! It’s so nice to meet you!”. Caroline was friendly, she was a year older than me and matt, and went to a private performing arts school. She liked to sing and many people thought she was really good, so her parents decided to send her to a school that specialized in the arts. “ I might transfer to public school like you and matt,” she started, “I don’t have that many friends at PPA, (short for Park-side Performing Arts) all the people there are snobs, and they aren’t really all that good performers. Their rich parents just send them there in hopes that they might end up having some talent what so ever. Plus, singing is just a hobby of mine and I don’t think I’ll ever make a job off of it. You only make it in Hollywood or Broadway it you can sing and act, or sing and dance; I have no rhyme, and I’m a terrible actress. But enough about me, tell me about yourself Angie.” *God, what is there to tell her about me? “uhm…” I didn’t know what to say “ my name is Angie, I’m 5’ 4”, I’m an only child, I don’t have many friends, I only have one, her name is Lexi, she’s at the beach this whole summer, I have a cat named mittens, and I’ve always wanted to go to England, Australia, and Hawaii. And, uhm, yeah, that’s pretty much it about me.” Care looked stunned when I said I didn’t have almost any friends. “how can you not have many friends?! First off, you seem like one of the most down-to-earth people I’ve met yet, and your gorgeous! If you need any friends, I’m here!”. “you really think I’m pretty?” I questioned. “Stunning”.
sorry i had to cut out the backround this chapter.
change.chapter 3 part 1
* during Matt’s break he invited me to a go get some coffee with him. Of course I didn’t hesitate to say yes! Turns out he wasn’t just a pretty face, he played the bass in his band, Five Shots. I didn’t really like the name of it but apparently they had good music. He invited me to the concert on Thursday night. I was pumped, but all I could say was “I’ll be there”. All I could think about was how cute Matt would be playing the bass. What was I supposed to wear? God, I wish Lexi was here to help me pick out my outfit. She would be so proud of me for getting the guy. It occurred to me that I hadn’t really thought about her all day. I made a mental note to call her when I got home.
* I called Lexi later that night and she was so happy to be at the beach, even though she said she missed me like crazy. I missed her a lot too. Turns out, she met this guy, Cam, and they went on a date that night. I heard all about it. Before I had a chance to tell her about Matt, the phone call ended. It sounded like she urgently had to go. Strange, I thought, her parents usually don’t care when she’s on the phone for a while. ‘oh well,’ I thought, ‘no biggie, probably had somewhere she needed to go.’ I decided that next time I talked to her, I’d tell her about Matt.
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sorry i have to split these chapters into parts...witty told me that theyre too long. sorry if its boring now. im just tring ti give a back story on Angies summer in about 5 chapters or so, it gets to present day.
for
the people who read my story,
change.,
here are the characters. if you were thinking of something
different, comment a link<3
angie:
http://www.jsyk.com/2010/08/13/pretty-little-liars-scoop-spencers-hiding-something-about-al/matt:
http://sharetv.org/shows/the_nine_lives_of_chloe_king/cast/alek
care:
http://www.people.com/people/leighton_meester
i didnt know if anyone wanted a picture for lexi, but if you do i'll find one.
change.chapter 2 part 2
*the next day I went up to the beach and just swam a lot, it got my mind off of things. It was good exercise too. As I was on my way home my mom called me. “hello?” I answered “mom? What do you need?” “Angie, hun, can u pick me up some groceries?” I sighed, then responded “fine. What do you need?”. “milk, some frozen corn, and a loaf of bread, thanks hun!” “okay mom, bye.” I hung up the phone and pulled into the nearest stop and shop.
*I grabbed a cart and strolled through the aisles until I found the stuff my mom needed. I went to the register to check out and I grabbed some gum. Once I got to the register realized I probably didn’t have enough money, ‘well, I’ll just check out and if I don’t have enough I’ll put the gum back…’ my thoughts were interrupted by the cashier. “$12.62” he said. I looked up. God he was cute. “what?” I said, shaking away my thoughts. “the total is twelve dollars, sixty two cents.” He repeated. “oh sorry, I don’t have enough I’ll put the gum back…” I said trying to grab at the gum. “no,” he said, “I’ll spare you the 1. 62…I don’t mind, just don’t tell on me.” He said smiling. “okay…” I looked at his name tag, “matt.” Matt, I liked that name. “have we met before..?” he questioned. “no..” I gestured to his name tag. “oh haha, sorry, I can be a bit of a blonde sometimes.” He said jokingly. “its fine, me too, by the way I’m Angie.”