Chapter 8
Sophie
When Alice flounced through the front door after her meeting with Mitch at Starbucks, she looked as if she was on cloud nine. I was sitting on the couch in the living room watching Glee and eating a bag of Lay's sour cream and onion chips, as she twirled into the room, her hands clasped to her chest, a wide smile on her face. Instead of sitting, she skipped and danced around the room, squealing.
"You were right, Sophie! He likes me, he really likes me!" Alice leaped over the coffee table and leaned over me, her hands on either side of my head, resting on the couch. Her face was a light shade of pink and her eyes were twinkling.
"What happened?" I asked nonchalantly as I ate a chip. I wanted to drag this out as much as possible; make her exasperated. I didn't want to hear what I already suspected.
I studied her lips. Normally a light pink, now a light red, and looking unusually soft.
"He... He... He kissed me! Mitch actually kissed me!" Alice rolled of off me and landed beside me. She looked stunned. She placed her fingers up on her lips and ran a finger over them gingerly. "His lips, on mine. I must be dreaming."
I put my bag of chips of the coffee table and sighed. "Ice, I told you he likes you. I'm really happy for you. It's just... Just great. So, you and him are my best friends still, but you and him are dating now? Wow." I pieced everything together and confirmed my worst suspecians.
Everything would be different now. She couldn't change that no matter what she said. I pursed my lips and shot a weak smile at Alice.
"And, guess what? Mitch is taking me out to a fancy resturant tonight! Our first date! I am SO excited. What about you, Sophie? Anyone special in your life?" Alice winked and I frowned.
"No, just as always. Hashtag forever alone, right?" I faked a laugh and Alice chuckled slightly. "I don't know why any guy would be interested in me, though. I'm not nearly as gorgious as you, Alice." I kissed her cheek and smiled sadly.
"Are you kidding me? You're way hotter then I am." Alice scoffed. "I was surprised Mitch hadn't fallen for you. Just everything about you is perfect, Sophie." She smiled.
I blushed. "Thanks, you're pretty great too." I muttered. I felt bad about being jealous, and mad that Alice was happy. Just because I wasn't fulfilled didn't mean I could make Alice unhappy too.
"Now, I've got to go get changed. I'm thinking the the silver dress that spins when I turn?" I nodded and Alice jumped up. "Great! Thanks for everything, Soph." She blew a kiss to me and ran from the room.
I sat there feeling shocked by everything that had happened in the time Alice had come home from Starbucks. It was like a rush of events that had attacked me like an wave. I got up and went into the kitchen. I put the bag of chips in a cupboard and walked down the hall slowly, feeling numb. I went into my creative room and picked up my laptop. I sat down in the pink beanbag chair and woke my sleeping computer. I typed in my password and opened a new Microsoft Word document. I took a deep breath in and blew it out. My fingers hovered over the keys as I looked around the room. My eyes landed on the cherry blossom tree in our backyard and a small smile crept onto my face.
Writing was something that helped me cope with anything, even if the writing wasn't related to the problem. So I leaned back in my beanbag, my fingers flying on the keys and my heart felt slightly mended.
A tree
Goes through many stages of life
A tree
Symbolizes hope
Peace
Love
A tree
Changes with the seasons
Shedding it's old skins of the past
Ready to take on the future
A tree drops its cherry blossoms and leaves
Onto the ground
People pass by crunching on the beauty
That the tree had rid of
The tree
Watches on with pride as the
"Crunch!"
"Crunch!"
"Crunch!"
Goes on below
The sound is satisfying
Signafying the exceptiance of
Dealing with the past
Living the present
And loving the future
A tree
Should be what we all follow
As a guide for life
A tear slipped down my cheek. I was happy. I decided to shed my leaves and move on. Cherish the past, the present and the future.
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A/N: No words.
Yes, I did write this poem by myself. Copyright's go all to me. I think it was quite good.
I'm gonna go cry now.
-The Writer <3
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Fiksi Remaja© All rights reserved to Maddy Speilman and Hannah Woycik. Alice Lizza Smythe and Sophie Marie Stark have been best friends since kindergarten. They grew up on the same street beside each other, their families have always been friends, and now that...
