Dear Journal,
"My name is Jessica Myers, I live in the 'I Don't Care Whatever It's Called' Apartments, room 212. Right now I am obviously writing in this lousy excuse for a friend." I sighed. What am I going to do for the next 3 weeks? I have 3 weeks left until hell starts. Oh, wait a second, sorry my bad, apparently people call it school.
I was sitting on my bed writing in my LEFAF 'lousy excuse for a friend' when a knock sounded at my front door. This rang throughout the halls and ended with a sickening crack. I cringed. I quickly rushed to the door hoping that whoever it was, was okay.
When I opened the door, a short, smilling lady, with grocery bags in both arms and hands, and a big red mark on her forhead. Meet my Mother. "Oh, Hi Honey! Will you help me with these? And get an Ice Pack from the freezer will you? Thanks hon! I am so glad your home from school so you can help me! I was worried you would be out with your friends at a party or whatever you teens do these days!"
She walked to the kitchen and set down the groceries. "Mom, you do know that school doesn't start in three weeks right?" I said as I looked behind me ands aw my mother relaxing on the couch. "What was that odd crack noise? Well I had all of these groceries I was holding so I or my head just knocked! Now can you go back out into the hall and grab the rest of the bags?" she asked. I steped into the hallway and bent down to pickup the bags when I heard a lock being unlocked. I turned my head to see a boy unlocking 213. The boy had wavy blond hair, perfectly tanned skin,(I know cliché right!) and blue eyes. "Umm, what are you doing?" I asked. I was starting to feel warmth in my cheeks, I put my head down a little so he wouldn't notice me blushing.
"I'm moving in, do you have a problem with that? You know you can look up at me, I'm not a monster." I looked up and saw he was smiling at me, the warmest smile that can light the room when he walks in. "My name is Tyler Mayne, nice to meet you....." "Jessica, Jessica Myers nice to meet you too." Warmth bursted in my cheeks and my palms started to sweat. (Is this how love feels?) "Well I guess I will see you around." he said as he opened the door. "see you" I replied. I grabbed the rest of the groceries and brought them to the kitchen. "Thanks hon, Now go take a nap you look tired." I wasn't actualy tired, but I just wanted to go to bed and talk to Cathy. I picked up my phone and called Cathy.
"This is the Trotsky Residence, how my I help you?" It was Cathy's mom. "Hello Mrs.Trotsky! Its Jessica, may I speak to Cathy please?" "Oh Hi Jessie! Sure let me go get her." The line went scilent for a few minuets. "Hey Jessica! Sorry it took so long, I was trying to finish my art project, so whats up?" " OMG Cathy! You know how room 213 is always empty, right?" "Right" "Well this really, really, cute guy just moved in next door and.." "and your sugesting him to me! aww Jessica how sweet, what's his name?" "His name is Tyler Mayne and.." "Ugh Tyler, thanks for the sugestion Jessica but I'm not a Tyler person." "Cathy!" "Ok, Ok got carried away, you should go and talk to him! He totaly likes you Jessica!" "Ok! Ok! I will!" "Kk Jessie, Well listen I have to go so TTYL Girl!" "TTYL, Cathy."
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Is This Love?
Teen FictionJessica Myers is a normal teenage girl who lives a normal teenage life, in a normal appartment with her single mom, until one day everything changes. Her appartment number is 212, the appartment next to hers is 213 and has been empty for months beca...