• Sep. 21, 2008
Pictures of you,
pictures of me.
reminds each other,
of what we used to be,
The (Almost) Completely True Story
of
How I Could've Been
[But Totally Wasn't]
Kissed This Summer
prolouge:
Our assignment is, as always, to write a true and faithful narrative of every interesting event that happened to us during our summer break. I’ve always wondered why teachers can’t be more creative. Do they honestly think half of what those kids say is true? And we teenagers aren’t going to tell our teachers the most important things that happened during the time we weren’t in school. What have you ever done to gain our trust?
I despise this assignment, but I’d like even less to have my summer, word for word, transcribed and broadcasted to the public. Yet, I have to do this, or I’ll fail this assignment, which will drag down my average. Then, I won’t be accepted by a good college, and I won’t get that fast-track career I’d always wanted. So I’ll spend the my entire life working at the local fast food chain, hoping to marry rich. I’d probably be cheated on by my husband, who would then abuse me and kick me out of our trailer. I’d move in with a drug addict friend, and wind up in prison, wondering where I went wrong, tracing it all back to my refusal to do that one English assignment in tenth grade.
So, I’ve decided to take the one sane course of action that you’d never expect. I’m going to be completely truthful. While other girls tell of their trips to Disney World, days spent lounging at the beach, and church camps, I’m going to tell you my story. One hundred percent truthfully.
Well, almost.
very last chapter:
(yes, I will post the stuff that happened inbetween. I just need to finish editing it.)
We stood there, eyes locked, dead serious. Neither of us looked away as we tried to break this deadlock game of cat-and-mouse that had been going on for months. We had been standing still for far too long, and I was ready to move, to stretch, to change things. For better or worse, I was ready for whatever today would bring.
His face was unsettlingly close to mine, and I could smell the sour-sweet scent he always seemed to have, drifting around me, mingling with the rain-slicked asphalt, intoxicating me, filling my head with a sort of dreamy haze.
The butterflies that had taken up residence in my stomach last summer were fluttering madly now, slowly congealing into a ball of lead that settled into the bottom of my abdomen, spreading slowly throughout my body, steeling me for whatever was ahead.
His eyelashes had caught my eye once again, rain pooling on them, sliding from black to blonde, rolling over suddenly intense gold-dark eyes. His hair was sticking to his forehead, plastered black against such pale skin. His clothes clung to him, and I could feel the chill seep from his body into mine. A scar stretching across his cheek was oddly prominent from this angle, as were a few small, stray hairs on his face. His breath was coming fast and shallow, nervously. His lips were almost on top of mine, all chapped skin and moistness. His eyelids slowly drifted shut, covering all his emotions.
And I knew, knew what I’d always suspected. For once, I had things figured out. For once, I knew what I wanted.
I’d always harbored a secret, stupid desire to kiss him and run. Not in a bad way, just scared and awestruck by what had occurred.
Instead, I just ran.
Comments
• Sep. 21, 2008
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Posted by LiveItLoveitBringIt
whoahh. thats really good. makes me wanna read
ALL OF IT.
omigod.
rotfl.
seems like something i would do with the guy i like o.o
it almost happen once,
instead of running, my mom called and told me i had to leave .... lol.
• Sep. 21, 2008
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Posted by LiveItLoveitBringIt
i can see why you despise the kid o_o
LOL.
well, i cant wait to read it, lol.
• Sep. 21, 2008
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Posted by LiveItLoveitBringIt
well, im finishing off a shortstory about a dream i had this morning ((homeschoolblogger.com/knockingonmydoor)),
i finished City Lights At Midnight with a suckish mushy ending at chapter twenty-six.
i sent my friend Sam a facebook comment..
and im listening to We The Kings (:
• Sep. 22, 2008
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Posted by luvdogs07
I love your blog!! It is beautiful!
• Sep. 22, 2008
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Posted by LiveItLoveitBringIt
i love the new background(:
hmm.
how've you been?
sorry it took so long to reply.
sadly, i have a 'bed time'
and its like, 9.
soo yeah.
and i probably wont be on as much,
cause stuff has been going on . .
and . . o.o i wont go into it.
rotfl.
We The Kings is awesome o.o
• Sep. 23, 2008
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Posted by LiveItLoveitBringIt
mm.
yeahh. Cerfew works.
whats your favorite song by themm?
• Sep. 25, 2008
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Posted by LiveItLoveitBringIt
makes sense.
hmm. i do the same thing. and people wonder why i hate some songs so much, and love songs that make no sense o.o cause i add all these little details to them. rotfl.
my favorite We The Kings song at the moment is Secret Valentine(:
hmm.
well, your welcome!
• Sep. 26, 2008
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Posted by LiveItLoveitBringIt
yeahh. thats how it is with me.
or like, Fall For You by Secondhand Serenade.
i have a story behind that .-.
hmm.
nothing really.
i have to go to my grandparents tonight
so my mom and dad can go see Fireproof for they're anniversary.
you?
