Valentine's Day

Chapter Nine

Okay, this chapter is going to be looong and a little disjointed because I am feeling a little disjointed myself now. Well, I'm bringing in something different here, I'm adding Wes' perspective to the memories Juliet has of them together, as I think it seems more appropriate to describe the relationship they both have. Oh! I'll tell you something cool. For the memories part, I have actually written them as excerpts last year because I was soooo bored. I looked back at the manuscript and I realized that it fit the story perfectly! I didn't even plan this when I wrote this then, and it fits! I was hyperventilating when I read it. Anyway, enjoy, and comment!:)

CHAPTER NINE:

  Little things. Those are the things that truly intrigue me in life. Usually, people are more involved in the big things. For example, you would see some candidate running politics talking about his life, how he used to be a drug addict and all, and it was because of some big incident that he decided to change himself, and find a new life. Or, you would see that boy who used to play truancy in class start to get high marks. When you asked him how he did that, he would give you some big story on something that made him wake up and do something with his life. It is always the big thing people focus on, the thing that seems the most impactful, and the matter that you remember the most clearly. But after a while, don't you realize that its those little things in life that make it worth living?

  Have you ever walked home one day, feeling sad and sorry for yourself until you catch the smell of cookies baking in the oven of a nearby house and you feel less sad? Or the way you snuggle up in your old coverlet on winter days, just taking in the comforting warmth of the bed. Or perhaps, the smell of incoming rain, fresh and spicy with the flowers, or the soft sunshine that throws your garden into a fairytale scene that just makes you feel so happy? The way you feel about life isn't just about the big thing. Those things are the ones that remain in your memory for a few years, coming up only to recount experiences. No, its those tiny insignificant things that make you happy all the time.

  And we have the sad things too. Do you feel like giving up sometimes, when there is a big incident that impacted you for days, or the build up of small things over the months? Sure, you may feel depressed that your dog died, or your cat passed away, but soon, it'll fade into a dull ache that you will remember, but it won't affect you so hard anymore. But what really makes you feel sad all the time. Is it the fact that this girl in class doesn't like you? Or the feeling that you're letting yourself down each time you eat extra calories? You see, we put so much attention to those big things that we neglect all the small ones and in the end?

  We end up getting hurt by the small things.

  I found it strange that the light in the tree house was on at night. It was already close to midnight, and it was unlike Wes to be up so late.I deliberated for a minute before I threw my coat on and crept downstairs. I'm sure Mom would get into a fit if she knew that I was sneaking over to Wes' place so late. She might trust the boy, she'll always have some misgivings about the opposite sex. But I knew that I couldn't just stay at home and not find out what was happening. Something was definitely wrong. 

  The funny thing about Wes and I was that we weren't just good old childhood friends. We were more of...near siblings if you realized. Sure, he might annoy me, and I'll definitely irritate him because it was just so fun but in the end, I still love him as a brother I could never have. I guess that the most hilarious thing that keeps happening to the both of us is that people keep misunderstanding us for something more. Obviously, we were nothing more than good, good, good, GOOD friends, but people just like something interesting to gossip about. But as I said, there was something more than that. It was as if our minds ran on the same wavelength.