Chapter Three- Close call
I NEVER TOLD YOU, WHAT YOU ARE TO ME,
I NEVER TOLD YOU, THAT YOU ARE THE WORLD TO ME,
I NEVER TOLD YOU THAT YOU BRING A SMILE WHEN I AM SAD,
NEVER TOLD YOU, THAT YOU BRIGHTEN UP THE DAY
WHEN IT'S BAD,
NEVER TOLD YOU WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME
BUT, TODAY BEING HONEST AND TRUE, I UTTER
THREE SIMPLE WORDS,
I LOVE YOU!
I wrote that poem last night after my dad hurt me. It's true, Corban brightens up my day. But I never told him that.
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BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
I hit my nightstand a few times until I find my alarm and turn that Godawful noise off. Like usual, I roll out of bed, walk like a zombie to the kitchen, get cereal, walk back, and enjoy the heavenly taste of my cereal.
When I get to school, I see Bree pull up in her red jeep.
Why the hell did she get a jeep?
I get out of my mini cooper and walk over to her ugly ass jeep.
"HEY!" She yells with a crazed look on her face.
"You good?" I asked laughing.
"Well my crush, Larson, actually talked to me!" She bounced up and down.
"What did he say?"
"Ok, ok, so, ok-" I cut her hyper ass off.
"Just fucking say it!"
"HE ASKED FOR THE ANSWER ON A HOMEWORK QUESTION!!" Bitch please.
"You joking right?"
"NO" She shook her head with an innocent look on her face.
"Well okay then." I give up.
"So how are you and Corban." your a bitch, fuck you
"Well I'm going to tell you something, and if you tell anyone, I will murder you."
"Is everything alright? Is it your dad?" Yes, I had told her about my dad, but only her. She may seem crazy and shit, but she can be serious and keep a secret.
"Everything is fine... kinda. Well anyway I have been writing poems about Corban and they express my lo-"
"Zoe." She interupted me.
"What." I said in an impatient tone.
"Look behind you."
I slowly turned around and I saw a familiar face.
No it's not Corban, thank God, but this could be just as bad.
It was Malorie.
Me and Malorie have been enemies since 4th grade, and she just heard that.
"Express what?" She asked in a sarcastic tone while walking up to me and Bree.
"Shit's about to go down." Bree said, the crazed look coming back.
"I uh...." I stuttered.
I ran away form Malorie and Bree chased me, yelling my name. The next thing I know, I bump into a tall, muscular body.
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Love Peoms
RomanceRegular high school student Zoe Payton wrote many beautiful love poems meant for her crush, Corban Walters. He was in three of her classes, math, P.E., and choir. No one knew about her crush except for her best friend, Bree. The never talked until o...
