The Story Of...

Chapter 1

If you have not yet read the last book, please do that. Everything will make much more sense. It's not too long. Well I am going to start this off with a little update. So pretty much it's Summer now. We made it through Freshman year with a few tears and heart break, but we're still both in one piece. "We" being Gideon and I. The last few weeks of school were really tough, with all these tests and stress, and everything. It doesn't help that a certain thing happened. Something that almost tore everything apart if I wasn't such a stubborn bitch.

So basically he's broken things off before, but all those times there was still a promise of Junior Year. This time, there was no promise. Just breaking, a lot of sobbing, and unanswered questions. I've never cried so hard over a boy. Maybe because I thought he didn't love me anymore. All of it would be worth nothing. I thought I would lose him, I didn't want to risk that.

He was mad because I got mad at a dumb thing that he did. He does dumb stuff all the time, but I still love him. I got jealous and it almost cost me our relationship. I didn't want to be that girl that said "No, we're not breaking up." I also didn't want to give up. So all I simply did was ask why he felt that way. Told him I'd fix it, told him I didn't want to lose him, and didn't give up. I've never been so fragile with how I phrased my words. With so much at stake I had to. I couldn't set him off.

So basically, after a lot of crying and talking, we weren't over. I wasn't going to let that happen. I've been known to truly fight for the things that I long for. I never knew that I could fight so hard, for one thing. But that one thing is so important to me that I couldn't simply say "Fine, we're done." No. I was not going to do that and give up so easily. As soon as my anger simmers down it turns into sadness. Gladly by the time he was mad, I was sad, so I didn't freak out on him and make everything worse. So now that this little story is out of the way, let's get to the more recent stories.

Well we're in Summer. At the beginning I wasn't able to hang out with him at all. It was tough, I was a mess. How was I going to get through 3 months without being able to see him? Well I got to see him once, at a soccer game. That was it, or so I thought. Well he told me that I could go to his house, which was great. I literally jumped around smiling and crap. Don't tell anyone. So that's where we are. We still need to make plans to hang out, but he's going to teach me how to play guitar if I teach him how to ride a horse. We'll have to wait for that but at least I get to learn how to play the guitar.