Torn (Between Three)

Torn (Between Three) Chapter 2: Notes.

After Homeroom, I walk out the doors to see if my aunt was 'oh-so-kind' to actually remember to pick me up. I sit there, looking for a white SUV, and no sign. i hear footsteps approaching, I turn around to see who it is, it's James. he comes with a smile, and sits down next to me. "hey Kir" he said, sitting in the 'cool pose', popular at our school. "oh, hey." i said glancing at him, then back at the road. "what’s with all this 'surprise' drama? do you know what it is?" i said, now giving my full attention to him. i noticed he looked nervous. "uh," he said looking nervous, he said, not making eye contact. he turned his full body around, then turned back to me, with a deep breath. "no, i don't. it's getting on my nerves. but you'll get it soon, or so I’ve heard" he said, now calm, with his cute half British smile. i don't know if h was lying, because he was a really great actor. he has been in a few commercials, but nothing big. "oh, okay. but what I’m irked about is that now the whole SCHOOL knows about it, and I keep getting approached about it. 'did you get the surprise?' uggh, it outrages me!” finally, a white SUV comes up honking, my aunt was always in a hurry, either being late for a breast enhancer surgery, or going to the mall, trying to find cute guys to marry. "oh, that's my ride! gotta go! bye, James, thank you for being the only normal person in my upside down world. you win this!" I kissed James on the cheek, he blushed, then i felt some kind of tug at my backpack. I looked back, and he had his hand half held out. strange. i waved to him and got into the car. "hey, aunt Sarah. thanks for picking me up" i said, climbing in the back seat. the front seat was cluttered with hair products. i was always nice to her, even though she was a total, um, terrible would be a compliment, let's put it that way. "whatever, you need to practice getting in the car faster! I’m already late for Serge-uh, i mean my hair appointment" she yelled as she screeched her tired turning around in the schools COL-De-sac. i look out the window, seeing all the kids messing around, fights, and people sitting on the steps. all waiting for there ride. I look back a little farther and see James sitting there alone, playing with his phone. 'BEEP BEEP!' my phone sounded, "text from James" my phone said. "Whose James?!" my aunt said excitedly from the front seat looking back, then a car screeched in front of us, trying to get out of the way of my aunt's vicious driving. 'oh, just a friend" i said putting my phone down. looks like i won't be reading it anytime soon. "oh, a friend? really? or a secret beau?" she said in a Innocent voice. "what’s a beau? remember, this is the 21st century aunt Sarah" I said leaning forward and bobbing my head in concern with a smile in a joking matter. 'it's like a boyfriend. I think you're hiding him from your ol' aunt, huh Kiarelia?" she said in a low voice. "oh, no he isn't anywhere near a boyfriend. he is just a good friend. And my name isn't short for Kiarelia. it's just Kairi" i said, with a smile. did she really think i was dating JAMES? "oh? then why did you kiss him on your way out? i'm like a hawk, i see everything, Kir" she said half joking, half i'm-always-right. just like Kelsey. i blushed, i opened my mouth to say something, but i didn't know what to say. just at the perfect time, we go to my house. "bye aunt Sarah, thanks for the ride!' i said really fast and i slid out the car and ran into the house. i went into my room, passing by the living room where my mom was mixing a new CD for Beyonc'e. she worked for a record label, and was always working with some celebrity. i remember one time when i was younger, i was totally obsessed with Jennifer Lopez, and she brought her to our house to meet me. i waved at her then ran upstairs to my room before the neighbor looked out the window to see me. i was an only child, so i had the whole upstairs to myself. i had two bathrooms, three rooms, and a big electronic room with TV’s and computers all over the place, and two storage rooms. it gets really fun when i have a sleep over! i went up to my first room, and sat and listened to music. i always had the latest stuff, from my mom. my phone beeped again, then i realized that i still had the unread text! I ran to my bag and pulled out and IPhone, with black and purple sparkles all over it. “One New Unread Message From: JAMES.” my phone said in a automatic voice. I pressed the green button, and I read aloud as I read the text. “'Look in the back pocket in your backpack! You’ll find something special!’?” I read it over again, then ran to my bag to see the note. “DEAR KIARI, this anonymous writer knows we are even more compatible then Romeo and Juliet, Adam and Eve, Sonny and Cher, Bonnie and Clyde, Aladdin and Jasmine, because we don’t have to hide, we don’t have to have a great tragedy for everyone, we don’t have to die with love left in us, we aren’t from two different worlds. The only thing left in the way, is my shy personality, thinking I wouldn’t be good enough to be yours, that is why I remain anonymous. I have gotten people to pass this down. It isn’t from anyone you received this from. With love, hoping I can get up the nerve to talk to such a beautiful person, with the best stuff anyone would be lucky to have.

Love, Your Secret admirer.” I squealed after I read it over and over. It was kind of cheesy, okay REALLY cheesy, but it was also really sweet at the same time. I was just happy that someone still cared for me in my twisted world. But that leaves one question. Who was it from…..?

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WOW this is really short, and really lame. but i like it, oddly.the next chapter will be out son... probably in a week or so... but probably not i'm no good at deadlines when it comes to the internet, i'm going to be really busy this month because its april, and i need 30 hours. (aileen emily zarina maegan and such people will understand) yeahhhh..... so i hope you read my story AND FAVE IT. this only has 2 fans, Me and my friend Aileen, Cookie_Wofle. so if you read it and you likeit, PLEASE FAN IT. i feel like a really bad writer (witch i know i am, but i don't like feeling like it!) when all my friends get alot of fans and views and  get 70 and one fan. FOR THE LOVE OFCHEESE, (witch is odd, because i HATE cheese!) please be nice andfan this!! LOVE YA!!!