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You Can Change Me
10
http://www.wittyprofiles.com/search.php?q=justlisten (picture she drew)
When I walked into Ms. Patrel's classroom I noticed that Jaden was already there. I walked to our table and sat down by him.
"Your sweatshirt's in my locker."
"Alright, I'll go with you to your locker to get after class." He said.
"Sure that's a good idea? I mean Barbie might there."
"Me and her aren't a thing, she just doesn't understand that."
"Right, well why don't you just write it down for her? Oh wait, she probably can't read. My mistake." I said.
"Why are you so mean to her? Jealous?" He smiled. His smile was crooked, exactly like Casey's was. A huge lump was in my throat and I held back tears.
"Uh..r-right. I'm totally jealous of her like awesomeness and prettyness." I said in a really valley girl voice. Jaden laughed and right then Ms. Patrel walked into the room. As she began teaching, I started to draw the word 'love.' Well actually it turned it out to be more like graffiti. I could feel Jaden's eyes on my paper as I keep drawing, but I never looked up at him. The bell finally rang, and I closed my notebook.
"Shall we go?" Jaden smiled.
"We shall." I laughed.
We made it to my locker, and I put my notebook in there since I didn't use it for any other classes. I grabbed his sweatshirt and handed it to Jaden.
"Hey Kaylynn."
"Yeah?" I said as I closed my locker.
"I saw what you were drawing." Great, he would bring it up.
"Oh."
"No, it's really good!"
"Oh, well thanks I guess."
"Did you take an art class this year?"
"Yeah, well I didn't take it they kind of just gave it to me. I don't do anything in it though." I shrugged.
"Well, why not. You could get a scholarship to college if you do the contests and stuff." He suggested as we started walking down the hallway.
"What makes you think I want to go to college?"
"Well, I don't I just kind of assumed-"
"Shouldn't assume things now should you, Jaden." I smiled and stopped as I reached my class. He stopped too.
"Guess not." He laughed as I walked into my classroom.
http://www.wittyprofiles.com/search.php?q=justlisten (picture she drew)
When I walked into Ms. Patrel's classroom I noticed that Jaden was already there. I walked to our table and sat down by him.
"Your sweatshirt's in my locker."
"Alright, I'll go with you to your locker to get after class." He said.
"Sure that's a good idea? I mean Barbie might there."
"Me and her aren't a thing, she just doesn't understand that."
"Right, well why don't you just write it down for her? Oh wait, she probably can't read. My mistake." I said.
"Why are you so mean to her? Jealous?" He smiled. His smile was crooked, exactly like Casey's was. A huge lump was in my throat and I held back tears.
"Uh..r-right. I'm totally jealous of her like awesomeness and prettyness." I said in a really valley girl voice. Jaden laughed and right then Ms. Patrel walked into the room. As she began teaching, I started to draw the word 'love.' Well actually it turned it out to be more like graffiti. I could feel Jaden's eyes on my paper as I keep drawing, but I never looked up at him. The bell finally rang, and I closed my notebook.
"Shall we go?" Jaden smiled.
"We shall." I laughed.
We made it to my locker, and I put my notebook in there since I didn't use it for any other classes. I grabbed his sweatshirt and handed it to Jaden.
"Hey Kaylynn."
"Yeah?" I said as I closed my locker.
"I saw what you were drawing." Great, he would bring it up.
"Oh."
"No, it's really good!"
"Oh, well thanks I guess."
"Did you take an art class this year?"
"Yeah, well I didn't take it they kind of just gave it to me. I don't do anything in it though." I shrugged.
"Well, why not. You could get a scholarship to college if you do the contests and stuff." He suggested as we started walking down the hallway.
"What makes you think I want to go to college?"
"Well, I don't I just kind of assumed-"
"Shouldn't assume things now should you, Jaden." I smiled and stopped as I reached my class. He stopped too.
"Guess not." He laughed as I walked into my classroom.
You Can Change Me 7
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=28315860
so short, but i thought some of you would like a little something for now(:
I woke up the next day without an alarm. Surprisingly, I woke up at 4:45 and decided to stay awake. I took a shower, curled my hair, and got dressed. By the time I was done it was only 5:30 so I grabbed my Mac and went on my facebook since I haven't been on in awhile. I had 32 friend requests, every single one was from people around here. I guess my name got around fast. Most of these people I recognized from my classes and at most I only made small talk with them. Guess they thought that was enough. After I accepted them, I creeped on my ex-boyfriend, Casey. He had long blonde hair, blue eyes, one gauge in his ear, and a couple tattoos. He was a typical bmx kid you'd see at my old school, and we were completely in love. Every time I look at the tiny gauge in my ear I think of him considering he took me to get it done. My mom always thought that he was the bad influence on me, but in fact Casey would always get annoyed when I drank at parties or smoked weed. All he did was smoke cigarettes, and that was only when he was stressed. Anyway, he still wasn't in a new relationship and looks like he hasn't been on in forever. I told him I didn't want to make him stay in a relationship where he wasn't going to see me. Casey didn't want to break up at all, but I felt to guilty making him stay with me.
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=28315860
so short, but i thought some of you would like a little something for now(:
I woke up the next day without an alarm. Surprisingly, I woke up at 4:45 and decided to stay awake. I took a shower, curled my hair, and got dressed. By the time I was done it was only 5:30 so I grabbed my Mac and went on my facebook since I haven't been on in awhile. I had 32 friend requests, every single one was from people around here. I guess my name got around fast. Most of these people I recognized from my classes and at most I only made small talk with them. Guess they thought that was enough. After I accepted them, I creeped on my ex-boyfriend, Casey. He had long blonde hair, blue eyes, one gauge in his ear, and a couple tattoos. He was a typical bmx kid you'd see at my old school, and we were completely in love. Every time I look at the tiny gauge in my ear I think of him considering he took me to get it done. My mom always thought that he was the bad influence on me, but in fact Casey would always get annoyed when I drank at parties or smoked weed. All he did was smoke cigarettes, and that was only when he was stressed. Anyway, he still wasn't in a new relationship and looks like he hasn't been on in forever. I told him I didn't want to make him stay in a relationship where he wasn't going to see me. Casey didn't want to break up at all, but I felt to guilty making him stay with me.
You Can Change
Me 6
When we got home, I went straight to the kitchen to get some food. I decided to eat some chips. As I sat down on the couch in the living room with the bag my phone started vibrating. My mom was calling me.
“What?” I answered.
“Well hello to you, too Kaylynn.” She said sarcastically. I stayed quiet. “Did you take your brother home?”
“Yeah, thanks for telling me that’s my new job.”
“Kay, I’m busy right now. I don’t need this.”
“Then why’d you call me?” I asked before hanging up. Dylan walked into the living room and sat on the other couch, grabbing the remote. He put on ESPN, and I threw pillow at him.
“Kaylynn!” He threw a pillow back at me.
“Dylan!” I stuck out my tongue at him. We started laughing and wrestling with each other while hitting one another with a pillow. Eventually we both tired and sat on the floor.
“Kay, do you think Dad will find us?” He asked me seriously. You see, our dad cheated on my mom when I was in eighth grade. We moved to another town and he found us there, and my mom took him back. He lived with us for awhile before he cheated on her again with another woman. He never did anything wrong to me or Dylan, but we hate him for what he’d done. Me and Dylan didn’t wanna move again because it was a good place where we were living and we stayed there for about three years. We just wanted my mom to not take him back and share custody, but she wanted to move again. So we did, and now I’m stuck here in this boring place.
When we got home, I went straight to the kitchen to get some food. I decided to eat some chips. As I sat down on the couch in the living room with the bag my phone started vibrating. My mom was calling me.
“What?” I answered.
“Well hello to you, too Kaylynn.” She said sarcastically. I stayed quiet. “Did you take your brother home?”
“Yeah, thanks for telling me that’s my new job.”
“Kay, I’m busy right now. I don’t need this.”
“Then why’d you call me?” I asked before hanging up. Dylan walked into the living room and sat on the other couch, grabbing the remote. He put on ESPN, and I threw pillow at him.
“Kaylynn!” He threw a pillow back at me.
“Dylan!” I stuck out my tongue at him. We started laughing and wrestling with each other while hitting one another with a pillow. Eventually we both tired and sat on the floor.
“Kay, do you think Dad will find us?” He asked me seriously. You see, our dad cheated on my mom when I was in eighth grade. We moved to another town and he found us there, and my mom took him back. He lived with us for awhile before he cheated on her again with another woman. He never did anything wrong to me or Dylan, but we hate him for what he’d done. Me and Dylan didn’t wanna move again because it was a good place where we were living and we stayed there for about three years. We just wanted my mom to not take him back and share custody, but she wanted to move again. So we did, and now I’m stuck here in this boring place.
“Honestly Dylan, I don’t
know.” I answered.