OMGGGGG! I'm finally gonna write names for each chapter!! *coughs* Ahem, Someone I know owes me, SOME SKITTLES! *cocks gun* @JayyOnTheDancefloor Give me the skittles and no one gets hurt! Anyways, that's who this chapter is dedicated too! But she betta give me, the damn, SKITTLES!!! Mk, bye.. Random person: But that's Wassabi's thing! Me: And I don't giva F8ck! Random person: But that's Eminem's thing! You can never use that! Me: *shoots random person* Never say Never B*tch! Random person* {weakly} But that's Justin Bieber's thing... Me: *facepalm* *stomps on random person's body* DIEEEEEEEEE! Ahem, that's my little play :P Anyways, enjoy ze update..
Noah~I was finally gonna do it. I was finally going to do it! I walked shakily to his house. I hadn't seen him in soo long. Ever since "The accident" His parents had homeschooled him. He had practically disowned me, but I still loved him, and I wanted him to be there for me. I felt a calm peace surround me and I rang his doorbell. I waited a few minutes. Nothing happened... I rang it again and waited a few more minutes. Nothing happened... I looked in his driveway. The cars were still there, someone was home, someone had to be. I felt my eyes swell with tears and Christi hugged me.
"It's ok Butter Bean, we'll come back later."
"No!" I practically shrieked. "I don't want to come back later, I want to talk to him now! I don't think I'll be brave enough later." Christi covered my mouth with her hand and rubbed my nose with her thumb to calm me down. It was a ritual we had done since we first met and to be honest, It did calm me down a little, but not enough that I didn't want to break down his door!
I banged on his door. "Josh! Let me in!!!" When the door didn't open I tried one more time. I waved my finger like a wand infront of his door, what can I say, I like Harry Potter.
"Open sesame!" When the door didn't magically oepn, I huffed in anger and pain. "What was I thinking!" I muttered aloud. "Of course he wouldn't want to see me!" I sat down on his front steps as the tears started to run down my hot face. It left a cold, wet path as it made it's way down my hot cheeks, but I didn't care.
"You know what Butter Bean? Lets go to the skating rink." I stared at Christi. How did she know me so well? She knew the skating rink was the only place where I let all my frustrations melt and fade away. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction! I started crawling down the stairs on all fours to get away from her. She grabbed my hips and started pulling me back to her. I flailed my arms wildly trying to get out of her grip. "We are going to the skating rink!!" She yelled. I'm sure I looked like that one character in the Japanese animes, where they went all chibi and they other person was yelling at them in Japanese and their arms were flailing turbo style. She grabbed me just below my collarbone, as if I was in a headlock, and started dragging me toward her car. I bit at her arm, but it did no use. This girl was like indestructible. I doubt I had ever seen her bleed. I started up into the sky in deep wonder. Had she ever bled before?
"Butter Bean get in the car!" I looked at her then sighed and walked into the car. She smiled like a child who has just gotten their way from their parent. She climbed into the driver's seat and starting driving to the skating rink. As soon as we stopped infront of it, I squealed and grabbed her arm. I pulled her from the car with new found strength. She crumbled out of the car and fell flat on her face. I bit back a laugh. She stood and grabbed my shirt collar.
"Don't you EVER! Do that again." She snarled. She dropped my shirt collar and glared. I was too happy to let anything faze me. I kissed her nose and ran as fast as I could into the skating rink. I smiled at all the familiar smells and sights. This was my own personal wonderland. Christi touched my shoulder and we went to get ice skates.
I smiled as I slid across the ice. It made paying the guy who gave the skates out an extra 30 bucks worth it. I guess everyone can be bribed with money. I carved a figure 8 into the ice and stood back and smiled at my work. I started to carve another before all the blood in my body ran cold. I looked at the other corner of the ice and saw none other than Josh Stevens, my ex-boyfriend, skating with fury. All the blood in my body drained and I staggered back. I fell into Christi's arms and pointed at him. She asked no questions before dropping me on the ice and stomping over to him. I sat up and rubbed my sore head. What a good friend, well sorta.
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