I like the rainbow flag because it doesn't include mauve.
Not only does it take all kinds, it never gives any of them back.
The Witty Runaway
Chapter 2
I walked in my front door to my parents sitting in a mannerly fashion on the couch.
"Hey, what's up?" I asked, stopping in my tracks.
"Why hasn't Easton been over in a while?" Did you break up?" my mom started questioning.
"You better not have, we liked him." my father joined in.
"Guys, it's alright. He's just had a couple extra training sessions for football. He's picking me up tonight." I explained.
My mom stood up with a big smile, "Good. Go get ready."
As she said that my phone buzzed.
"See, that's probably him." I smiled.
When I made it to my room, I pulled out my phone.
The message read: Rusty: Hey, beautiful. Coming to the club tonight?
I laughed.
Rusty is my latest thing.
I mean, I wouldn't say we're dating yet, but we have something going on.
I wrote back: Of course. High school parties are lame.
If you didn't figure it out yet, Rusty is 21.
I went and hopped into the shower.
When I got out, I had a text that said: Can't wait. ;)
I laughed, and straightened my hair.
Then I pulled out black pumps, a black pencil skirt, and a pink blouse and put them on.
Of course, I left a couple extra buttons undone.
Just as I was adding lip gloss I heard something hit my window.
I looked out and Easton was throwing rocks out my window.
I opened my window, and yelled "Cheesy!"
We both laughed and I made my way down to his car.
I kissed my mom and dad on the way out.
I ran and jumped in Easton's car.
Easton was wearing a purple button down shirt, and tan shorts.
"Dang, we're looking hot." He said, gently hitting my arm.
We both laughed and pulled out of my driveway.
I walked in my front door to my parents sitting in a mannerly fashion on the couch.
"Hey, what's up?" I asked, stopping in my tracks.
"Why hasn't Easton been over in a while?" Did you break up?" my mom started questioning.
"You better not have, we liked him." my father joined in.
"Guys, it's alright. He's just had a couple extra training sessions for football. He's picking me up tonight." I explained.
My mom stood up with a big smile, "Good. Go get ready."
As she said that my phone buzzed.
"See, that's probably him." I smiled.
When I made it to my room, I pulled out my phone.
The message read: Rusty: Hey, beautiful. Coming to the club tonight?
I laughed.
Rusty is my latest thing.
I mean, I wouldn't say we're dating yet, but we have something going on.
I wrote back: Of course. High school parties are lame.
If you didn't figure it out yet, Rusty is 21.
I went and hopped into the shower.
When I got out, I had a text that said: Can't wait. ;)
I laughed, and straightened my hair.
Then I pulled out black pumps, a black pencil skirt, and a pink blouse and put them on.
Of course, I left a couple extra buttons undone.
Just as I was adding lip gloss I heard something hit my window.
I looked out and Easton was throwing rocks out my window.
I opened my window, and yelled "Cheesy!"
We both laughed and I made my way down to his car.
I kissed my mom and dad on the way out.
I ran and jumped in Easton's car.
Easton was wearing a purple button down shirt, and tan shorts.
"Dang, we're looking hot." He said, gently hitting my arm.
We both laughed and pulled out of my driveway.
We could learn a lot from crayons.
>>> Some are sharp <<<
~ Some are pretty ~
-- And some are dull --
& Some have weird names &
%* And all are different colors *%
But they all have to live in the same box
>>> Some are sharp <<<
~ Some are pretty ~
-- And some are dull --
& Some have weird names &
%* And all are different colors *%
But they all have to live in the same box
No matter who you are whether you're male or female,
homosexual or straight, whatever your skin colour, age,
intelligence or background. ill still hate you
There
are so many things about every faith that are enigmatic and
hard to understand, which makes it so beautiful but
terrifying and slightly intimidating all at once. It's
difficult to wrap your head around something so massive, and
when people don't, sometimes they react badly. They
don't appreciate the undiscovered, different, and crazy
things that make up different faiths. It's
a huge thing that is so sadly under-appreciated and
disrespected by people, and I cannot fathom why people can so
easily treat such a glorious thing in such a negative light.
Why can't we all just easily coexist?
