Quotes added on Thursday, April 4 2013
The
Life of a Cardinal
(Chap. 2)
(Chap. 2)
I pulled up to the party at Becca Rollinger's house
about an hour and a half after our game was over. I
wasn't the only one there though, in fact I came with my best
friend Tyus Jones. Tyus and I had been through thick and
thin. He was there for me when my douche bag of a father
had left my mother and I back when I was in grade school.
Tyus didn't grow up with much. His father worked
at the local factory and his mother passed away a few years ago
from cancer.
The party was already huge, and it technically only started like 35 minutes ago. When Tyus and I entered we were greeted with "D*** man! You made Flash your b**** tonight!" or "Brah, the way you played... That was tight dawg." I felt like the king of the world, and that nothing would bring me down. Right away, I was swept up into a game of beer pong. My team, of course won because I'd been the champ of the school for two years running.
Before I was about to leave, Becca came running down the stairs of her house and said to me, "Remember what I said at the game? Meet me in your car in five minutes. Don't be a second late."
This was my break. The hottest girl in all of my school, wanted to have s** with me. This had to be the best night of my life.
I showed up to my car, and there she was waiting for me. She told me to drive to my house so we could have some "alone" time. After the 10 minute drive to my house out in the country we went inside my room because mom had to work a late shift at Bob's, the local diner in town.
We went inside my room and stripped down. Before we were about to get it on, I froze. I just couldn't find the courage. I don't know why. Maybe it was just her sheer beauty. I'm not sure, but something happened that night that I'll never forget.
Becca was accepting. She actually accepted me and didn't push me away (which what I've grown accustomed to). We just laid there, motionless in my bed. Until she finally asked me, "Why didn't you follow through? Why didn't you just do the deed and be done with it?"
I answered her, "I don't know Becca. I always thought that this would be what I wanted, but when I realized how beautiful you looked with the moon glimmering off your pale skin, I just froze. Your sheer beauty stopped me dead in my tracks."
"You know Logan, that's honestly the nicest thing I've ever been told. I'm so used to being called worthless, and a sk*** that I was starting to believe myself."
"All I was doing was saying what my heart couldn't."
"Logan, what are you doing on Saturday night?"
"That's tomorrow, and nothing. Why?"
"How would you like to go see the new movie that just came out? I heard that it's super scary!"
"Yeah, I'd love too! I'll pick you up at 7?"
"Okay, it's a date then."
I couldn't believe this was happening. Why would she want to go out with me? Of all people, why me? Oh well... I hope to god I don't f*** this up.
As I walked Becca to her front door, the unthinkable happened. She leaned into me and I held her in a tight embrace as I kissed her fore-head.
I was so ready for that date tomorrow night.
The party was already huge, and it technically only started like 35 minutes ago. When Tyus and I entered we were greeted with "D*** man! You made Flash your b**** tonight!" or "Brah, the way you played... That was tight dawg." I felt like the king of the world, and that nothing would bring me down. Right away, I was swept up into a game of beer pong. My team, of course won because I'd been the champ of the school for two years running.
Before I was about to leave, Becca came running down the stairs of her house and said to me, "Remember what I said at the game? Meet me in your car in five minutes. Don't be a second late."
This was my break. The hottest girl in all of my school, wanted to have s** with me. This had to be the best night of my life.
I showed up to my car, and there she was waiting for me. She told me to drive to my house so we could have some "alone" time. After the 10 minute drive to my house out in the country we went inside my room because mom had to work a late shift at Bob's, the local diner in town.
We went inside my room and stripped down. Before we were about to get it on, I froze. I just couldn't find the courage. I don't know why. Maybe it was just her sheer beauty. I'm not sure, but something happened that night that I'll never forget.
Becca was accepting. She actually accepted me and didn't push me away (which what I've grown accustomed to). We just laid there, motionless in my bed. Until she finally asked me, "Why didn't you follow through? Why didn't you just do the deed and be done with it?"
I answered her, "I don't know Becca. I always thought that this would be what I wanted, but when I realized how beautiful you looked with the moon glimmering off your pale skin, I just froze. Your sheer beauty stopped me dead in my tracks."
"You know Logan, that's honestly the nicest thing I've ever been told. I'm so used to being called worthless, and a sk*** that I was starting to believe myself."
"All I was doing was saying what my heart couldn't."
"Logan, what are you doing on Saturday night?"
"That's tomorrow, and nothing. Why?"
"How would you like to go see the new movie that just came out? I heard that it's super scary!"
"Yeah, I'd love too! I'll pick you up at 7?"
"Okay, it's a date then."
I couldn't believe this was happening. Why would she want to go out with me? Of all people, why me? Oh well... I hope to god I don't f*** this up.
As I walked Becca to her front door, the unthinkable happened. She leaned into me and I held her in a tight embrace as I kissed her fore-head.
I was so ready for that date tomorrow night.
He likes my friend... i dont wanna keep her
unhappy but it kills me inside<\3
Guys, why is gay marriage such a big deal? Like honestly, no one
insulted anyone's mom, it's just something that people don't
choose. True, you're not born gay, but you don't exactly CHOOSE
to be, either. Like when you make plans for an event, but then on
your way there, you get stuck in traffic. You didn't choose to be
late, it just happened. Sure, you may be frustrated, but it's not
anyone's fault, not even your own. I'm a Christian, and I know
that in the Bible, it's not good to be homosexual, but I don't
mind it, presonally. If my best friend was gay or a lesbian, I
wouldn't stop being friends with them. I'd accept them for who
they are. I mean, that's why we're friends in the first place,
right? We love each other the way we ARE. Not what we're supposed
to be. So if you don't support gay marriage, fine, it's ok to
have an opinion. All that really matters is the person's
personality, and being a homosexual doesn't affect someone's
personality. God made Adam and Eve, right? Well, fighting about
gay marriage is like fighting about incest. Adam and Eve had
kids, and those kids had kids, and so on. If you take the oldest
person from each family in the world, run back their family
trees. At one point or another, they're all gonna come from the
same person, right? Maybe, maybe not, but we'll never know for
sure what happened in Adam and Eve's time. I know everyone has
different opinions, an maybe different religions led to those
opinions, but think about... when you take away religion, what is
their to hate about gay marriage?
That awkward moment when he doesnt say I love you back
