Hey Everyone! This is my third story..Don't worry, I'm working on my others too, but I got a new idea! I thought I should write something..About a girl who just LOVES the most popular kid in school, and finds a trashed up doll laying on the side of the road, but the second she finds the 'cupid' and makes her wish..She almost regrets it.
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What a Saturday afternoon, the sun is shining! The birds are tweeting! And it's b-e-a-utiful! But the thing is.. I'm stuck at my house doing dirty ol' chores. Just great!
"Erin!" My mother calls from downstairs..
"Yes Mom?" I call from my room putting some shorts on and a raggy t-shirt because I'm doing nothing but work.
"Could you take the trash out for me?" she yells back.
"Of course I can mother." I yell, as I slump back on my bed sighing loudly. I could be hanging with a friend of mine. What's up with that?
I go downstairs and grab the trash from the can and tie it up dragging it behind me as I open the door and walk outside. I feel a slight breeze and frown. I could be shopping or something right this second..but noooo. Not at all.
I take the trash to the end of the pavement of our driveway and set it there. I look up at the clouds that are looking down at me. I imagine being a cloud.. Nothing to do but stay there and look beautiful.
I close my eyes when all of a sudden...Oompf! As a flash of darkness hits me and I hit the ground. I look up.... A sweaty ..but very nice...and toned runner just hit me..with lushes locks of dark brown hair, dark blue eyes, a black under armour shirt that shows definition everywhere, and a very nice tan... Thats Jacob Walston for ya. Ohh yea.. I smirk some.
"....Erin...Uh...Erin?...are you ok?.." Is all I can hear.. a nice...deep voice... 'oh yes' I think to myself.
I think I'm in heaven... Those clouds seem to be moving away, and I seem to be staying here with this very nice looking boy.. ...very...very..WAIT.. WHAT? JACOB WALSTON JUST HIT ME? WHAT A IDIOT! Oh my god. I'm sucha idiot! I'm not even clothed right for this boy who just hit me. I flinch some and look up ...at him repeating my name. I can't go back into all gooly eye zone.
"Sorry.. I'm fine." I say as I look at him.
"Haha alright, you should watch where your looking at..Or maybe I should pay more attention."
"Heh. Heh...Yea... Maybe." Is all I could get out my mouth. If I Said too much, the truth could come out. I.Love.Jacob.Walston.
"Well I'll see you around Erin!..sorry what happened! I owe ya one!" and he runs off..
I lay back with a smile...Jacob Walston....Oh Jacob Walston.... I can't believe im such a idiot standing in the middle of the sidwalk looking up like a idiot...I just stay there layed on the pathway looking up..
"Why so glum?" I hear off a distance..
I lift my head. It was my best friend..Ryan Risser. We've been friends since 'who knows when'..And he's been their through everything for me.
"Ryan!" I screech. "What are you doing!"
"Not much, just thought I'd stop by to see what you were doing for the day, but I guess daydreaming is on that list of 'What shall I do today?' .." He laughs. I laugh with him and he helps me up.
" I think I actually was day dreaming. Jacob Walston just ran into me."
"No way?" he says.. and looks away some.
“Yes! And I feel like a TOTAL IDIOT!!” I say back
“I’m sorry” he says back and reaches for his bag and takes it out. “I made something for you.”
“What is it?” I ask as I grab a piece of paper
“Nothing really, I was kinda bored and thought make you something.”
I grabbed the piece of paper and gasped.. It was a painting of me. “Awwwh how cute Ryan.. I love it. I’m going to hang it in my room!” I grabbed his arm and pulled him with me and ran to the house “ Come on!” I yell as we run in.
“Whoa their Erin.” he laughs. We get into the house and my moms cleaning the kitchen while my dads laying on the chair watching tv.
“Hey Ryan.” my mom says... “How are you!”
“Good, just thought I’d drop by.” Ryan says back
I walk upstairs looking at Ryan and looking at him, giving him a ‘come here’ look up to my room. We walk upstairs and I hang it up and admire it. I turn around.
“I love it Ryan..Thanks a lot” I smile, “I appreciate it bunches!.”
“Yea I thought you’d like it, just like all of the other pictures in your room.” he smirks. I look around... Their are many picture on my wall from him.
“I should get going, I just told my mom I was stopping by for a second. You should text me when your done with your cleaning so we can go hang somewhere.” Ryan says as walking out of my room.
“Will do!” I shout as I lay back on my bed and close my eyes for a while..
While attempting to sleep I hear my name.. “ERIN! CAN YOU TAKE THESE BOXES TO THE CORNER?” Ugh.. Please leave me alone.
I walk downstairs stretching from the 5 minute nap and grab the boxes. I take them out to the end of the driveway and put them on the ground as I do I look over to a car going over the speed limit not knowing what the heck it was doing, It turns a sharp corner and hits a trash can a couple blocks down.. I go wide eyed as the trash can falls to the ground. I make sure I have everything done with my chores and run to where the trash can was hit thinking I should put it back up where it goes. I lift the trash can putting the bags and boxes where it belonged. As I put the last few things in the trash can I see a doll faced down. I grab the doll and brush away the leaves that were in its hair and fix it. It looked like a cupid doll, I fix it’s arrow and bow, putting the white boxers with red hearts on it back onto its waist. The doll was beautiful... I look around to see if anyone was around because I guess they were throwing the doll away, and the trash fell over .. it’s not like Im stealing it. They were throwing it away. I tuck it under my shirt and walk away fast. I’m not doing anything wrong am I? As I laugh to myself, I go inside and walk up to my room. I thought of rinsing it off with some soap should make it smell better then what it did. I put it in my sink and turn the water on, I wait for the water to get warm and put it under the faucet. As it gets wet I grab some soap and rub it all over it’s body. I rub the legs, feet, stomach, chest arms, feet, hair then I rub it’s face...As I rub the eyes I hear some kind of yelp...
“Mom! Was that you?” I yell out from the bathroom..
“No hun, why?!” She yells back...
“Never mind Mom”
I must of just heard something, I look back at the doll and rub its cheeks getting the dirt off, while I rub its neck I hear a laugh.. I ignore it and rub under it’s arms and hear another laugh. I give the doll a hard look and see it blink.. I flinch and throw it down as I hard as I can and run out of the bathroom in a heartbeat.
I go to my room and jump on the bed...I look up...What just happened? Did that doll...Just move? Did it just blink? Did it laugh? What the heck is going on!?.....
**Hey guys, I really hope you like my story.. I stopped here with questions haha.. Comment and vote!! Please! And this was dedicated to a VERY good story writer** (:
