Love Story

Chapter 1 love

Well I think we all deserve love in our life. Love can crush you, hurt you destroy you, hate you, but most of the time love is something we enjoy for a little while. I am definitely not a love expert I really don't know anything about love. but this is what I think of it. So I am just going to start off saying who I am and what I think love is useful for. I'm Kiley Rose sonenclar, people call me Rosie I hosetly hate it. But one of my Friends made it up so I kind of just stuck with it even tho I am not very fond of it. I grew up in Colorodo I love it here. My parents adopted me from another country they never told me what country I actually have grown up in. I actually really want to know but I guess they won't tell me till I'm older. I'm only forteen years old. My school is very big. But the thing is I don't have a lot of friends. I am that girl that wants to know everything about love. Even though I'm fourteen. When I was in seventh grade I had this boyfriend I couldn't really explain how he was he was just someone I really like but knew he was trouble when I first laid eyes on him. His name is Josh he was overal a good boyfriend but then he liked this other girl which I kind of knew he did because they always flirted which honestly made me pissed. But he josh didn't see that it actually bothered me... The girl was an absolute bitch that everyone hates. I'm surprised josh actually liked her. Anyways moving on, josh I cared about so much and I have never been with a guy so smart like him he is all I have ever wanted. So I came home from school one day. I was doing homework and I thought of this great idea I love to sing so I started writing love songs and also love notes... I became so addicted that I wouldn't stop. I also had a guitar that I played non stop until my fingers would bleed. My mom came in my room one Sunday morning noticed that I have been sleeping on my been bag chair with a pencil in my hand. My notebook on the side of my leg and my guitar leaning up against my wall near the window. She didn't want to wake me up so instead she left and closed the door. I woke up when I heard the door had been slammed. I got up so nervous that I wanted to make sure my notebook was still beside me but I noticed that my guitar wasn't in my room... I looked around everywhere for it in my room and still couldn't find it. I was freaked out that a ghost or something came in my room and took it. So I rushed downstairs and noticed my parents have been sitting in the living room safe and sound with there cup of coffee. So I gave them this look and said "so have you seen my guitar anywhere"? they both turned and looked at me like I was going mental. Like I needed it to live. I stood there about to cry and said to them "sooooo where is it"? They just started laughing. I didn't get why they were laughing. I turned around rolled my eyes and rushed up stairs. I thought for a minute I said " okay what just happened"?. After ten minutes I got up from my bed and took a walk to think on what had have happened to my guitar. Then I came inside and my parents were making breakfast. I stormed up stairs. My mom was mad at me for being to dramatic. So I grabbed my notebook and started writing random things down that popped into my head while I was still thinking on where my guitar would be. All of a sudden I heard this breeze coming from my window and then I heard it open. I suddenly stopped writing. I didn't want to turn around. Then this sudden tap hit my shoulder from my window. Then by that point I could'nt help myself I turned around and noticed this adorable cute face just looked me strait in the eyes. It was at least ten seconds of staring then I got up and started screaming. This boy asked me "Were you looking for this"? OMG I was so confused on what was happening at this very second. It was my guitar! "Where did you get this I asked the very handsome boy"? he replied with a very deep voice "saying I heard some singing a little while ago and I sat there for a half an hour listening to an angel sing" he said with a gorgeous smile with perfect white teeth. I felt like slapping him in the face and saying "get out of my fucking house you creep". But instead I said "okay thank you I don't really appreciate a random stranger

coming into my window" and talking to a girl that is innocent and doesn't talk to strangers. He said "okay can I at least have your name"? I said "call me Kiley". He Hopped out my window with a cute smile and left. I closed the window and locked it. I also shut the blinds. I said to myself "wow that was interesting".