Chapter 7

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Stacy’s P.O.V :

I swear the more I hang out with my girls the more I forget about poor little Daniel. I totally forgot that I promised I would go to this little poetry club with him. How janky………………………. he is attempting to take me to a place I may like and I forget. I’m not beating myself up or anything but I’m saying that’s pretty janky of me…………………..

Stacy: Hey Dan (hugs him)

Daniel: Hey Stac (hugs back) where were you ?

Stacy: I for got and went to lunch with the girls………. please don’t be mad.

Daniel: I’m not mad

Stacy: (sighs in relief ) thanks Dan, you don’t know how amazing you are

Daniel: Oh but I do.

Stacy: (laughs) Daniel you’re so silly

Daniel: Yeah, let’s go shall we (sticks his elbow out)

Stacy: why of course (wraps her arm in his)

*At the club*

Stacy’s P.O.V:

The poetry place has this really mixed vibe to it. See it’s real relaxed and chilled yet exciting and full of energy. I guess all of the excitement comes from the host. he is so crazy, me and Daniel take our seats at a table near the stage and listen his crowd-softening pre-show banter.

Host: Yeah, I never thought I would like poetry…………………to be honest it always put me to sleep.

*Everyone laughs*

Host: But yeah man I came here one day and heard something that really moved me man………………….

*Everyone claps*

Host: That’s the main reason I’m a host for this club. I love it……………. and I love the opportunity it gives for young, aspiring, poets to get the recognition they deserve……………………

*Everyone claps*

Host: This little lady was recommended to us…………..she’s mad talented ya’ll give it up for Stacy Farris

*Everyone claps*

Stacy: Um………thanks I wasn’t really expecting this but……….

*Everyone laughs*

Stacy: I’m just gonna speak form my heart……..

Sometimes when were alone I can’t help but stare

Is it the way your eyes narrow into a certain glare

Or the way they sparkle, shimmer, and shine

Like the world’s brightest diamond in the light

Or the way the moon sheds its light to glisten on the ocean

on a mild summer night.

Is it your hair so curly and nice, the straightness of you hairline reminds me I need order in my life

And your waves that accentuate the quality of your hair

Every time I brush them with the knowledge that most boys have them

I can’t help but feel they’re so rare

I have no idea what it is about you that makes me stare, marvel, gawk astounded, But I guess my human treasure I already found it

My name is Stacy Farris…….Thank you

*Everyone claps and cheers*

Daniel: That was amazing Stac!

Stacy: Thanks, I wanna come back again

Daniel: So we on for next weekend

Stacy: Cool

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