Chapter 2- Imagery

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"Zach and I talked today. It was almost a minute longer than last time we talked. I'm slowly falling for him, but I have to get back on my feet! Besides, Jannette the Skater Goth already likes him. There's no means whatsoever I have of competing against her for him. I already know I will have lost." I wrote in my journal.

It was something I did often to let out my feelings so I don't burst. I'm Lauren Sley. Jannette is my bully. Everyone has one. I have dirty blonde hair that went down to my belly button. I had huge brown eyes, soft pale skin, and today, I was wearing a blue and pink plaid shirt tucked into my high-waisted shorts. I had some black ankle high converse shoes on and some rubber wristbands. I put my hair in a bun before heading out to Zachary's house.

I hopped on my bike and started on the journey about two blocks from my house. I don't go to his house to stalk him, we have a "thing." This "thing" is called 'Movie Mondays'. Last I checker it was 3:03 PM and it was a Monday.

I parked my bike in his bike holder outside of the open garage, and went in through the garage. There was a door in the corner that led inside. Before I opened the door, I heard some moaning noises and mouth-type sounds. Was Zach having... Sex?! But why? He new I come on Mondays! I got pissed off, but calmly opened the door. On the couch, a girl with caramel hair and tan skin, miniskirt and a crop top, barefoot, was on top of a boy. He had reddish slicked back hair and was only wearing a white T-Shirt. They ignored me as I walked in. She didn't care. Neither did the guy. As she began to remove her skirt, I decided it would be a good time to scoot on upstairs.

It was only Zach's slutty sister, Sabrina. As I reached the top of the stairs, I saw Zachary's bedroom door closed. I wasn't so worried about him. He was a virgin, and I would've found out if he was having a relationship. I sound like a weirdo, but he's really sincere about this stuff.

I advanced to the door and slowly opened it. There he was. He was eating popcorn and laying on the floor watching a movie called, "Never Say Never" which was a Justin Beiber Documentary. I laughed. As he saw me he wiped a fake tear away and said sarcastically, "This movie is so sad...." He sobbed.

"Hah. Why are you watching this crap when you could be watching the firework show your sister her fuckbuddy are having?" I joked.

I walked over to him and grabbed the remote. I turned off the TV and the sound of moaning floated back in the room. "She needs to be pleasured, big deal." He said sarcastically.

Even he knew his sister was a slut, but he still defended her. Even after the countless attempts she's made to get Zach to do something when none of the guys would answer her calls. It was cool with me I guess.

She went to our highschool. She's fucked almost every guy-- including staff. Anyway, enough about that. I turned the TV to drown out the sound of a fake orgasm, and turned on "Kiki's Delivery Service." Zach and I liked watching those Japanese films.

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