Howl (COMPLETED FOR NOW)

When you're bored guy.

I am technically a freshman. It's 2:46 pm and school gets out at 2:45 pm so technically I'm a freshy. Isn't that slang for freshman? I don't know I can just blame it on the fact that I'm a blonde.
I mean my hair is as blonde as it could ever be but I have the mind of one too. I'm going to explain.
I once ran straight into a tree. Full on walked straight into it. I saw it but I just didn't realize I was going to run into it until I did.
I'm walking to my middle school locker and realize who's by my locker. Of course Mr. manwhore of a locker neighbor with his slutty ass ex girlfriend.
I pick up my backpack and head for the doors of the school. In the halls I see people kissing, crying, and some even look like they just got high. You can call my school the druggy school because everyone in this school has done drugs or have had sex before the start of eighth grade. Yep, everyone except me and my friends.
I'm a goody goody I guess. I'm just sarcastic almost all the time.
I stop walking and can't believe I forgot my headphones in my locker. I walk back to my locker and see that Mr. manwhore is gone. THANK THE LORD! I open my grey-blue locker and stand on my tippy toes to see if they're on the top shelf. Ugh I can't see anything. Short girl problems.
"Need help?"
I turn around to see who that muscular voice belongs to. I find a taller boy with brownish blonde hair that swerves up over his head and makes his hair look the same style as Nash Grier. His face is complete with hard hazel eyes looking down at me. His eyes look rigid and worn out, despite his gorgeous smile it looks like he has been through a lot. I've seen him around and I forget his name. I finally snap out of my daze and finally try to answer.
"Um, yeah ... I mean yes please I'm too short." I responded biting my lower lip.
He laughed a really cute laugh and kept smiling which actually made me smile.
"Orange headphones?"
I laughed a little, " Yes please."
He handed them to me still smiling like a dork. Did I forget to mention that I'm obsessed with the color orange? He steps back and I slam my locker like I always do.
I look back at him he his face turned from smiling to shock.
"Remind me to bet on you if you're ever in a fight." he chuckled reforming that pearl white smile.
"I'm just done with school." I responded smiling.
"What's your name again?" he asked as my face burns.
"Um, it's Alana, yours?" I asked shyly.
"Chris." he responded.
"So are you happy it's summer?"
"I am. Are you?"
"Not really because my summer consists with soccer and then going to Yellowstone with my grandpa." I reply as we begin walking to the front doors of the school.
"Isn't Yellowstone in Wyoming?"
"Yes, it takes three days to get there with my grandpa and grandma." I roll my eyes because it's going to be so boring there.
"That leaves a long time to text."
"Yes, but see I'm like a loner so I don't get that much texts from people." I say smiling to the ground because I know it's true.
"Well you can text me... if you want." he said smiling that white gorgeous smile of his.
I smile because that is a pretty cute catch phrase. "Maybe."
"So, when do you leave?" he asks me looking at into my eyes.
"I leave in the middle of June, why?"
"Maybe we can hang out Saturday?"
"I will have to see." I say just because I have to watch my nephews Saturday.
"Is Saturday a bad time?"
"Kind of." I show my dimples by accident just because it's a bad habit.
"Maybe tomorrow?" He asks.
I stop and stare at him. Is he trying so hard to hang out? I finally give in, "Okay, tomorrow is fine. Where are we going to meet up?"
He stood there and thought about it for a couple seconds then smiled, "I will text you where."
Am I dreaming? Yep, I'm dreaming. This cannot be happening. I suddenly feel myself smiling.
And just like that he snaps out of smiling into a serious face.
"I have to go." he says walking past me.
"Hey wait I don't have your number!" I remind him.
He quickly turned around and then said something that was weird, "Already in your phone."
Then left me speechless standing there in the middle of the hallway.
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I get to the front doors to get picked up by my best friend/sister Nicole. Nicole was a sophomore going into a junior so she could drive and so she picked me up most days after school. She was a lifesaver.
I got into the car and told her about the strange hot guy and him asking me out.
"Yeah, I know him." She simply said.
"Now how the heck do you know him?"
"He's in my grade it's kinda hard not to know him." She smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Well?" I said sitting up and looking her with my eyebrows up.
"He's hot... not that I like him because I don't really know him but please be careful if you date him" she paused "you don't want what happened last time." she said softly showing her older sister effect.
"I'll be okay I mean sometimes you need to have failure to have success."
She just nodded at that response. After that we talked about summer and how soccer open play (it's just scrimmaging) is going to kill both of us because of how out of shape we are.
I got home and let my dog, Shelly, out. Shelly is a black Labrador retriever with anxiety problems. We don't know why she has problems she kinda just does. I have to remember to give her these anxiety pills everyday or else she will go completely nuts. Then we have a cat that acts like a dog named Ozzy. Ozzy weighs about 30 pounds and man, that fat cat still fetches. It's kind of a tradition in my house that we teach our cats how to fetch.
I let Shelly back in and sit down and relax. I can't believe that I actually got to talk to a hot guy today much less get his number.
I laugh at myself because I know I'm a little too dramatic but it still is okay. I live in a small town called Lebanon. It's pronounced Leben-EN but out of towners called it leban-ON. Like the country but no. Oh yeah did I forget to mention I also live in Indiana?
I have lived here since I was born and I will live here until I get out of college.
I mean this is my home and I've grown into this town as much as it's grown into me.
I even meet Nicole here. It's actually pretty funny because she lives about two or three houses down.
As I turn on the tv and suddenly forget it have his number. I smile and pick up my phone and begin to look through the contacts. I don't see a Chris but I do see another name that makes me laugh. So I decide to text him.
Me:
Whenyou'reboredguy, really?
Him:
Well it's true and you know it.
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We both decided that we should go to the memorial park right in the center of Lebanon. I sit there and laugh as we text back and forth. It's just meaningless text just saying how bored we both are and that we should hang out this summer. Maybe he can be a good guy but, just like Nicole said that I really need to be careful. It will probably never happen again anyway so I don't need to worry. I mean nothing like what happened between me and Mr.manwhore can ever happen again because I will never let it.
I will be careful. I mean friends can go hang out at the park together, right? Maybe I should just text him and say that something came up or something like that.
Now I feel bad because maybe he just wants another friend. I don't know but now he has my number and if he really wants to text me he will text first.
I hear my mom get home and I get up and go to the kitchen. I ask her if I can go down to Nicole's and she responds by saying till dinner.
I walk out my front door and start heading down to my best friends house. On the way I keep thinking to myself about Chris.
I mean who is he? Why didn't he tell me that he was now a junior? Why was he at the middle school?
So many questions that don't have answers to. Without the answers it makes him confusing and frustrating.
I get down to Nicole's and knock on her front door. I know, I know I have to knock and not just barge in because I don't know if she's home.
I wait for about 5 minutes before heading back home. I guess she's not home. Nicole is probably with her boyfriend, James, who we found out after they started dating that he was actually is my cousin.
Let's just say I have a big family.
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I finish dinner and head for my room. I'm so bored. I send a response to Chris I lay on my bed and watch television.
I wait a little bit but still no text back. I should've known the only reason why he texted me was because he felt sorry for me. I lay down on my bed and frown. Why do I have to be so snappy?
I look at my clock and realize it's only 10:30 but I'm tired. I just feel like I'm 6 feet under so to say.
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I'm running away from something. That something is not good so I have to keep running without looking back. I'm in a dark, foggy, mysterious woods I feel I know too well. I brush past trees and brushes that smell like a mixture between rain and bark.
I suddenly feel short as if I was a little girl again seeing the world bigger than it already is.
I can't breath I need to stop but I know if I do I will die. I open my mouth and start breathing harder. I see an opening and make a sharp left.
I stop, sliding barely off the cliffs edge. There's no where to go so I will die.
I don't look behind me and I jump off the cliffs edge.