And there I was in the back of his yellow pick up truck rolling towards the end unable to move, I never imagined myself doing this. This wasn't how my life was supposed to be, I thought I had everything figured out but the edge of the cliff was only a few feet away and I didn't have the energy to get up. So this is it I guess.
6 Months Earlier....
*beep beep beep*
Just another day with the same old rutine, but I didn't mind it was nice having everything planned out all the time.
I got out of bed washed my face and stuck my long brunette hair up in a high pony tail. Gathering up everything I needed I made my way to my car.
The roads were quiet, it was almost relaxing not seeing everyone in a rush to get somewhere. It was like the world was at peace for a short moment.
I arrived at the track. While lacing up my shoes I took a quick sip of water and began to run and timing myself.
Running had always been a passion of mine. Sometimes I would just run to clear my head, other time I would run to just think about who even knows what. It was realaxing to just feel the wind hit your face as your feet rise and lift from the pavement, especially when no one else is there. Not trying to brag but I am the best in my school.
After I was done practicing for the track meet that I had later on this week I took out my check list and marked this off of my things to do.
Having to go to school right after my morning practice kinda sucks but I need this scholarship, if I don't get it I honestly have no clue what I would do. I've sacreficed too much to give up now. Everything had to go according to my plan, and getting that scholarship was a huge part of that plan.
Shortly after I walked into my french class we took a pop quiz, I knew I aced it like every other test and quiz I've taken in the last four years.
Since I was the first one done with the quiz I got to leave early.
None of my friend were out so I decided to just sit by a tree and study for some other classes.
Right as I opened my book I saw him, Luke Hemmings. Every girl wanted him. He was gorgeous, smart, funny, athletic and everything else you could possibly want in a guy.
He was playing a game of soccer with his friends, he was so focused on the ball it was almost mesmerizing to watch.
Wait is he looking my way?
Shit was I starring?
He gave me a cute quick wave a continued his game of soccer. I want that boy so bad.
Michael's POV
"I've been thinking about what you said about that concret goal..."
I said as I walked around the pool table getting ready for my next shot.
"and what about it?"
"I think I've nailed it. I feel really good about this one John I really do"
"c'mon tell me about it, lay it out"
"It's a girl....." I said with a smirk
"cool, what's she like?" john asked curiously walking closer
"ya know beautiful, smart, popular, your classic preppy 'good girl'. Way too good for you John, so far our of your league"
"but not for you" he said in a deeper more serious tone
"well I'm basically outside the whole high school food chain at this point, wouldn't you say so old pal"
"so....are you gonna ask her out?" he changed the subject
"Ask her out? what are you crazy, no. Bad idea no. Where's the therapeutic value in that. I thought you were smater than this I really did"
"I'm guessing you have a plan" he said unsure if he really wanted to hear it
"damn right I have a plan! it's simple really, I'm gonna have fun with her" hitting another ball I looked up
"fun.....what's that mean...."
"Fun, well fun means fun. Even ur not too old to not know that right? ha just dont over think it. " I spoke as I began to walk out of the room
"Michael ur coming back next week for a follow up session right?"
"nope Im all good" I said as I walked through that door for the last time
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So this was the first chapter, it's kinda short but that where I thought it should .I hope you didnt think that it was awful and that you enjoyed it.
I have finals in 2 weeks so Im gonna try to put the second chapter up this week aswell.
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Alone Together
FanfictionRyan Carter was your typical high school prep, good grades, never late, played sports, and even had a scholarship to Duke University. She had her enitre life planed out, that was until she met Michael Clifford