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when he says, " i l o v e y o u " f i r s t
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Take A Back Road - Prolouge - A pair of headlights sped past the house, belonging to a white Ford pick-up, I ran to the window to get a better look. The brake lights turned on, and the truck started to back up, the tan arm that hung out the driver side door belonged to the boy everyone in the school adored, Rick. Who just happened to be giving me a ride to work. I saw the clock out of the corner of my eye, he was late, as usual, I ran out to the end of the driveway, trying not to lose my balance on the snow and ice that covered the ground. As soon as I reached the passenger side I was on my but, soaked, Rick opened the door for me from the inside of the truck for me, and handed me a towel. . A . N . So, new story, thinkin' it's gonna be good this time, I promise I will finish it, as long as someone reads it. So ya'll need to comment if you wanna be notified. Feedback would be great if you could spare some! I started over, just didn't feel quite right before .. Thanks so much for reading! Love ya'll!
Take A Back Road - Chapter one - “I figured you’d end up needin’ this,” He grinned at me, like he did when we were younger when he knew he was doing something mum wouldn’t approve of, and handed me the towel. I rolled my eyes at my brother, trying to figure out why all the other girls at school adored him as much as they did. I clambered on up into the old dirty truck, my freshly polished nails already getting grease on them. I sat on the towel, trying to stay as clean as possible, my door closed behind me, and my seat belt clicked. Rick's dark chocolate eyes stared at me, and flickered from me to the light above to my door, and back to me again, I raised a perfect eyebrow towards him. I rolled my crystal blue eyes at him and opened the door, and slammed it closed, that grin appeared on his face once more. The truck luched forward almost hitting the snow bank, I reached for the dash, and glared at my brother, "I think this is where you put it in reverse," I snickered. "You're no fun anymore," he frowned, lightly punching my arm. He put the truck in reverse, backing out of the drive as slowly as possible. "Can you go any slower? I'm going to be late, and it's my first day." I crossed my arms, and pretended to pout. As soon as we hit tar the truck sped up, going WAY over the speed limit. We pulled into the parking lot of the old dinner, he reved the truck, just as I was about to unbuckle he sped around to the empty part of the lot and decided it was time to put on a show for everyone in town. When he was finally finished, he jumped out of the cab of the truck and walked over to my side, opening the door and helping me out. He sure was quite the lady's man. . A . N . So, I'm really likinh this story, && I promise I will finish it, as long as someone reads it. So ya'll need to comment if you wanna be notified. Feedback would be great if you could spare some! I started over, just didn't feel quite right before .. Thanks so much for reading! Love ya'll!
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We met in kindergarten. We were best friends. She always told me she loved my eyes. I didn't quite know why. I was in love with her, so of course my face lit up immensely whenever she said it. She was beautiful, kind, and extremely funny. We'd be talking about nothing, and she'd turn to me and whisper, "I like your eyes." One day, I was playing basketball, waiting for her to drive over to my house to have a game with me. Suddenly, I got a phone call. It was her mom. She was in a panic. I couldn't quite understand what she was saying. It sounded like, "Aaron, come quick! Kelsey, accident, Main Street! Blood. Come now!" I had no clue what happened, so I ran to Main Street with my basketball shorts and a tee shirt on. I saw Kelsey's mom helplessly crying, waiting for the ambulance to arrive. I saw a totaled car, blood everywhere. Then I saw her, Kelsey. My heart stopped as I frantically ran over to her. "Kelsey? Kelsey!" She was unconscious. I started crying. I know it isn't very manly, but I couldn't help it. Before I could say anymore, the medics took her away, the main source of blood coming from her head. I went to the hospital that night, I went every night. in fact, the only time I left was to go out to eat, but that's it. The doctors tried getting me to leave, but I refused. It was all my fault. If it wasn't for me, wanting to play basketball with her, she wouldn't be going through this. It was already four days, and she hasn't woken up. On the fifth day, I saw her eyes gently open. "Kelsey?" I called. She wasn't quite awake yet. Suddenly, doctors came rushing in, telling me I had to wait outside. I did, for a few hours. One of the doctors finally came out saying, "I understand that you're Kelsey's friend, Aaron?" "Yes," I whispered. He bit his lip. "She woke up, she's fine, but I'm afraid she has long term memory loss." "Are you serious?" I almost shouted. "I'm afraid so." I didn't meet his gaze. I couldn't. I wasn't going to say anything, so he spoke again. "You can go see her if you want, but she doesn't remember anything, not even her mom." I walked in, trembling in horror. I saw her. She looked helpless as she slept. I waited a few hours, until I saw her eyes opening gently again. I expected doctors to run in, rushing me out. Instead, she looked me straight in the eyes, and whispered, "I don't know you, but I like your eyes."
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