Isn't Love Supposed to Last Forever??

Hey. I'm Errynn. I'm a 15 year old girl from Chicago Illinois. I like to write and draw, sing and shout, clean, sleep eat, and whatnot. I have a boyfriend named Joel. he is 16. Recently we've been hanging out a lot. I, myself, have grey-blue eyes, natural blonde hair in which has been dyed black on top with red underneath. I weigh about 123 pounds, and I'm 5'6" tall. Joel has bright sea-blue eyes, in which make me die a little inside every time I see them. I can get lost in them if I wanted to. He is about 150 pounds, and measures to 6'0" tall. This is the man I fell in love with at the age of 13.

This morning when I woke up, I saw a text from Joel on my iPhone screen. It was received at 3:23 this morning. Why the hell was he up that early?? He couldn't stay up if his life depended on it. I opened the text to see that he needed to talk to me. Um, shit.

I climbed out of bed, and threw some pants on my legs. They were freezing. I walked out of my room and to the thermostat. 64°. Um, what the hell?? Every single hair on my body was standing on end. I walked back down the hall and into my room. The white and blue hoodie that I made in my clothing class at school laid across the floor right next to my bed. I was already wearing a sweater, but that wasn't enough. I threw on the hoodie, and walked back up the hall and to my kitchen, to the right. I saw my bowl of Oat Blenders sitting on the table, waiting for me to get the milk and pour it into it.

I sat down to eat my cereal when I felt my phone buzz from in my bra. I pulled it out to see who it was. It was Joel, and he was on his way to my house. I stood up and ran to my room, grabbed my makeup, and ran back out and into the bathroom. I put on my degreaser so that my face wouldn't go all greasy, then my concealer to hide the bags and freckles under my eyes. I threw on some powder foundation over that, grabbed my eyeliner pencil, put it along the entire inside of my waterline, not one spot missed. I took the liquid eyeliner in my hand and put that along the outer edge of my bottom lash line, then put a thin stripe along the top of my eyelid across my upper lash line. I grabbed out my favorite mascara and applied it all over my upper and lower lash lines. I applied a little bit of blush, curled my eyelashes, and put my peach baby lips on. I then grabbed my eyebrow brush and brushed out my eyebrows.

I ran back into my room to grab my brush, but it wasn't on my nightstand where I had left it. Where the fuck do you find a missing brush?? What do you do, run up to your mom and say, "Mom!! My hairbrush ran away again!!"?? Yeah, no. Your mom would probably lock you away in Archway, an insane asylum for minors.

I ran into the bathroom and grabbed a comb out of my basket on the rack behind the toilet, and combed out my hair until there were no more knots to rip out. I plugged in my Sedu straighteners, and kept combing. my straighteners were hot within seconds so I started straightening my hair. I heard the doorbell ring. Well shit. My teeth. I stopped straightening and got my tooth brush, toothpaste and floss, and cleaned my teeth real fast. I threw my hair up into a bun on the top of my head.

I walked out of the bathroom, into the kitchen, and to the side door, opening it very slowly. it was just the UPS man. I took the package, and he walked away. As I started closing the door, I saw Joel at the bottom of my driveway sitting on the curb edge. I threw down the package and ran out to him.

When I got close, I decreased in speed. I clenched my teeth and closed in on him. I wrapped my arms tightly around him. He just sat there. Not saying a word. I got a little scared.