it's a true story, you know...
Chapter 1 : it's a true story, you know...
everything is real... everything has happened to me... everything is true... everything is seen through my eyes... everything has come from my fingertips... everything is screwed up
All this, everything that's screwed up right now, started waaaay back in 6th grade. Way back when I was only four and a half feet tall, and he was almost five. Way back I was learning to play flute, and he was learning to play bassoon. Way back when we had to sit next to each other in band class. Way back when he had said hi to me when he recognized me from elementary school. Way back when he made me laugh for the first time. Way back when he asked me to go out with him. Way back to the third dance of our sixth grade year. Way back when nothing happened. Way back to when he broke up with me for no reason. Yep, it all started way back then. And now I want some of it to happen again.
His name was Josh. Surprising enough, it still is. Now it's near the end of 9th grade. Now I'm five feet six inches tall, and he's somewhere six feet. Now I'm still playing flute, and he's still playing bassoon. We're both still in band, yet we don't get to sit next to each other. Now, we've started to talk again, but we don't reminess about what happened between us. Now, he still makes me laugh. Now, I'm single and hating it. Now, he's taken and starting to think about breaking up with her. Now, I wish that he would.
Her name is Ally. She's spontaneous, cute, and has a beautiful smile. She's my friend. And I feel bad for thinking about Josh, and I feel bad about wanting him to break up with her. But I have to think about myself sometimes don't I? We're friends, but there's something about her that I don't like. Something that just bugs me. And it kills me that I can't think of it.
Either way, things are screwed up.
5/17/2008
I spent the whole day cleaning.
From 9 AM to 7.30 PM.
Okay, I agree, that's not all day, but when you're cleaning, it sure as heck feels like it. Anyway, it was all for 8 o clock. When 8 rolled around, my day would start. It wasn't a big party. Actually, it wasn't really even a party. It would just be me and four friends. Josh, Ally, my new friend Jacob, and my friend from kindergarden, Caitin.
The night started out really slow. Jacob was first to show up, then Josh. That was fun, the three of us. We were watching Rush Hour 2 on my new plasma screen tv. Then Ally and Caitlin showed up and played wii bowling. After we played a hilarous game of Apples to Apples while eating our pizza We ended the night watching Monty Python. Ally was curled up under Josh's arm... something I never thought I'd see. Ally is a very conservative girl. I've never seen them hug, let alone sit so close together. When a funny moment came on, which it did quite often, I'd look away from the tv over at Ally, who would give me a smirk with a twinkle in her eye. She knows that I like him. She knew how envious I was of her, and she knew how to make it hurt.
That's what it was. That's what I didn't like about her.
(To be continued... please keep up with my story, I hope you find it interesting)
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