~8 months later~
It's August now,a whole 8 months since all of that drama happened. I'm going into school today to get my GCSE results, and boy am I nervous. I need good grades to get into Sixth Form, the one goal I've been aiming for since Year 7. When I was just a puny little 11-year old, the youngest of the school. Now, I'm the oldest, practically the most experienced. Not counting the teachers, of course.
~1:00 pm~
This is it. My friends and I all agreed to sit in a circle, and open our envelopes one by one. All our boyfriends were with us,for comfort if we got upset with our scores. One by one, everyone opened their results,and most of us did happy dances because of their scores. At long last, it was my turn to open my results, and I braced myself for the worst outcome. I was shocked to see that I had A* results the whole way through, and gave George a massive bear hug! I was going to Sixth Form, and I couldn't wait.
~September~
I changed into my outfit for Sixth Form and applied my makeup. I couldn't wait to get onto the bus and go into school. The school I had been familiar with for 5 years. 5 whole years. And after 2 boyfriends throughout those whole 5 years, I was glad that I was with George. I thought back to when I first met him.
~FLASHBACK~
He was the new boy,and Ma'am made him sit next to me,which I was actually quite pleased about,because a) he was fit, and b) he was really kind to me,unlike SOME of the boys whose names I won't mention (cough cough *HARRY* cough cough). But a guy being kind to me was a first. Seriously. We got talking,and found out we were both interested in the same things. He told me he was doing his English Media studies right now,and told me he was having a tutor. I asked him what teacher he had,and he said,"Mr Bramley. He told me I'd be getting tutored by one of his best students." I felt myself going crimson.
"He actually said that?" I asked him curiously. He nodded,and asked me why. I explained to him about the fact that I would be tutoring him,and a massive grin slipped onto his face. He had one of those smiles that meant when you saw it,you couldn't help smiling either.
As we left to go to our English Media lesson, I felt a hand slip into mine and looked down. I smiled to see George's hand entwined with mine,and looked at him closely. His eyes were a warm chocolatey brown,his mouth curved perfectly,his nose was flawless and his dimples were amazing when he grinned fully. Then I heard a voice. "Are they dating or something?" I whirled round to see Aria and Louise staring at us,hand in hand. Before I could say something,George got there first.
"Yes,we're dating. Have you got a problem with that?" The two girls looked at each other and shook their heads. "Good," he said. "Now move along,you're blocking the corridor." And then we walked away from them,still hand in hand.
"That was amazing!" I gushed. He just shrugged it off,and then looked at me more closely.
"Are you single?" I blushed and nodded. He smiled,and said,"Hey,look at me. I don't get why no one would want to go out with a gorgeous girl like you. Will you go out with me?" I was at a loss for words,and simply nodded. He smiled,put his hand in mine and said,"So,where's English?"
~Present Day~
I smiled at that memory and went downstairs to eat my breakfast, a breakfast of pancakes, with syrup drizzled on top,slowly dripping down the sides. Bet I'm making your mouth water with that description, huh? Bet you want some of my pancake,don't you? Well, tough. You aren't having any. It's mine,and mine alone,okay? I then went to the bus stop, and waited.
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END OF STORY
A/N: Hey!
So,I've had to reupload this one part because I accidentally deleted it.
Great one Ellie.
I am still doing IMJCT,update coming later today!
But,yeah. Just wanted to let you know.
This is why I've done this.
K bye lovelies x
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Be Careful What You Wish For... (George Shelley Fanfiction)
Teen FictionYou have to be careful what you wish for,because sometimes it can all go wrong. I've been unlucky my whole life,but does my new boyfriend George have the ability to help me? Or will he just end up falling down,and dragging me down with him?