"Oh shit" yelled Bronte
"What??" I replied
I took in my surroundings because #observant. We were standing in a high vaulted ceiling room, with desks pushed against all the walls.
"We are NEVER EVER EVER EVER getting back together, WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ARE NEVER EVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER" yelled a boy
"Gisela's blasted son is sInGiNg" whispered Bronte, pulling me behind a desk
"KEEFE, SHUT UP" yelled a high-pitched voice.
"I am singing TAYLOR SWIFT" yelled a blonde haired boy, Keefe I presumed. He was very ugly in my opinion honestly, dunno why Stina liked him.
Then I remembered I had never met Stina. Oops.
"I don't care what your singing I just know its bAd" said the high pitched voice again. I realised she was probably the teacher. Or Emma from the wiggles. Reader interpretation I suppose.
"UH OH, I DONT KNOW ABOUT U" yelled out Keefe.
"BUT IM FEELING 22" I yelled back, because even I had listened to Taylor swifts album.
"OMG YASSSSSSSSSSS QUEEEN" he yelled, spotting my dirty blonde hair.
"#swiftie too?" Bronte asked.
"Yeahhhh?" me and keefe replied.
"AHHH ME TO" he yelled back
We all started jumping up and down before the teacher lady relented and started blasting "All To Well(10 minute version)"
"I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But something 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
And you've still got it in your drawer, even now
Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
We're singing in the car, getting lost upstate
Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and
That magic's not here no more
And I might be okay, but I'm not fine at all
Oh, oh, oh
'Causе there we arе again on that little town street
You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over at me
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-sized bed
And your mother's telling stories 'bout you on the tee-ball team
You tell me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me
And you were tossing me the car keys, fuck the patriarchy
Key chain on the ground, we were always skipping town
And I was thinking on the drive down, any time now
He's gonna say it's love, you never called it what it was
'Til we were dead and gone and buried
Check the pulse and come back swearing it's the same
After three months in the grave
And then you wondered where it went to as I reached for you
But all I felt was shame and you held my lifeless frame
And I know it's long gone and
There was nothing else I could do
And I forget about you long enough
To forget why I needed to
'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night
We're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light
Down the stairs, I was there
I remember it all too well
And there we are again when nobody had to know
You kept me like a secret but I kept you like an oath
Sacred prayer, and we'd swear
To remember it all too well, yeah
Well maybe we got lost in translation
Maybe I asked for too much
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece
'Til you tore it all up
Running scared, I was there
I remember it all too well
And you call me up again
Just to break me like a promise
So casually cruel in the name of being honest
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all
They say all's well that ends well
But I'm in a new hell every time you double-cross my mind
You said if we had been closer in age maybe it would have been fine
And that made me want to die
The idea you had of me, who was she?
A never-needy ever lovely jewel whose shine reflects on you
Not weeping in a party bathroom
Some actress asking me what happened, you, that's what happened, you
You who charmed my dad with self-effacing jokes
Sipping coffee like you're on a late night show
But then he watched me watch the front door all night, willing you to come
And he said, "It's supposed to be fun turning twenty-one"Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone
But you keep my old scarf from that very first week
'Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me
You can't get rid of it
'Cause you remember it all too well, yeah
'Cause there we are again when I loved you so
Back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known
It was rare, I was there
I remember it all too well
Wind in my hair, you were there
You remember it all
Down the stairs, you were there
You remember it all
It was rare, I was thereI remember it all too well
And I was never good at telling jokes but the punch line goes
I'll get older but your lovers stay my age
From when your Brooklyn broke my skin and bones
I'm a soldier who's returning half her weight
And did the twin flame bruise paint you blue?
Just between us, did the love affair maim you too?
'Cause in this city's barren cold, I still remember the first fall of snow
And how it glistened as it fell, I remember it all too well
Just between us, did the love affair maim you all too well?
Just between us, do you remember it all too well?
Just between us, I remember it (Just between us) all too well
Wind in my hair, I was there, I was there
Down the stairs, I was there, I was there
Sacred prayer, I was there, I was there
It was rare, you remember it all too well
Wind in my hair, I was there, I was there
Down the stairs, I was there, I was there
Sacred prayer, I was there, I was there
It was rare, you remember it
Wind in my hair, I was there, I was there
Down the stairs, I was there, I was there
Sacred prayer, I was there, I was there
It was rare, you remember it
Wind in my hair, I was there, I was there
Down the stairs, I was there, I was there
Sacred prayer, I was there, I was there
It was rare, you remember it" We all belted out."THAT FELT SO GoOd" sang Keefe
"I KNOW RIGHT" yelled Bronte
"Uhhh guys" I whispered because singing that much really took A LOT out of me.
"What soph babe" asked Bronte
"I feel si-" I stated before passing out.
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Match Made In Hell, A Soalden story
RomanceNever thought you could find a ship worse then Sophorkle well plz welcome DRUMROLL PLEASE -Cue Drumroll- Soalden In this fic I shall completely destroy your faith in humanity. Plz continue. Also contains mentions of Sophiana