I look at Ebony, and wonder where's she's been. I see her at the last period everyday at school, but she barely speaks to me then. I can't even see her beautiful face in the hallway or anything. I've really been missing her. "What's good Ebony? I haven't talked to you in a minute." She looks at me with those beautiful dark brown eyes of hers, and she gives a little smile.
"I've been busy." She out her hands in the pockets of her jeans. She is a vision of perfection, and I swear I can't get her out of my head. I have the over powering urge to kiss her right now.
"So, what's been going on?" I asks her unable to think of anything else to say "Just keeping busy. Got cheerleading tryouts coming up." she answer my lame question. She starts to walk and gesture for me to join her. Cheerleader that doesn't sound like her, Ebony is made for theater.
"You sure you want to do cheerleading, it doesn't seems like you." I question her. "Umm, yeah. Plus Arod thinks it's a good idea and it would gives us more time to spend together." she defends in a unenthusiastic voice. I don't push the subject, not wanting her to get mad at me. "Can I take you somewhere?" I ask her, my heart hoping not to get rejected. "Where?" she asks.
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Ebony's Journey, Macarevhic's Story
Teen FictionThis Is The First Book I Have Ever Written, About Four Years Ago. Ebony was always the invisible wall flower in high school, until she started dating Arod Johnson, the high school basketball star...
