The Adventures of Him and Her

The Adventures of Him and Her; Part 1

Hey Guyss! This book is absolutely stupid and has no plot and i legit wrote it when i was like 11. Im warning you now that it is horrible, but one of my best friends read it and loved it! as it goes on my writing matured a little bit, so it should get better as the novel progresses. Enjoy! if anyone actually reads this lol OH P.S ITS NOT EDITED AT ALL.

OH AND IMPORTANT- my main characters names are "him" and "her". ii couldnt decide on a name and then eventually i  couldnt name them anything other than him and her. so you can name them if you chose, but to me their names are him and her lol

ENJOY

Chapter 1-reunitment

 “I will always love you, whether I come back or not, and please never forget that.”

“I love you.” I said fighting with the tears. “I don’t know if I can survive without you.”

“try." he said  "If I can, you can to. I love you to, my love, please, remember that.”

And that was it, he gave me a kiss, strutted to the ship and turned around by the dock and mouthed “I love you”, then loaded onto the boat.

And that was exactly three years ago. But that was all so long ago, and today was that magic day he would return from war. It slowly approached when my head started to spin. I was nervous as ever as his boat finally reached the old ratty dock.

Had he forgotten about me?

Had he kept his promise three years ago saying he will never stop loving me?

Had he moved on?

I counted the moments slowly when the soldiers on the boat arrived on ground and greeted their  awaiting families. A horrible thought entered my mind; what if he wasn’t here, what if he never got on the boat? Was he lying dead somewhere in -~where ever he was ~?

“No, no” I thought shaming myself, trying to push away the idea.

Then finally, on top of the white dock, I saw him. He had looked better than he did three years ago.

His light brown skin blended with his big blue eyes. His lush, dark brown  hair stood out in that old familiar bristly way, reflecting the golden highlights. Nicest as I ever saw it.

Then finally, his eyes met mine, and it was as if he never had left. He gently glided at an amazing lighting speed threw the sea of happy humans and brushed his lips softly against mine. He held me close, staring into my dark brown eyes.

Moments later, his two-faced pig-headed mother ran threw the crowd screaming,

‘Him!”.

Even when she came and gave him a hug he never let go of me, holding my hand while his brother Bob and sister Emily gave him awkward hugs.

“Dad would be very proud of you him.” Bob said.

Him’s dad had died along time ago, when him was only 13. Now he was 22 and has a stepfather.

“I’m sure he would” I replied, a dreamy tone in my voice.

“Her, where are you her?!” I heard my mother shout, I turned knowing it was time to go.

I slowly and reluctantly let go of Him’s hand, whispering good bye.

            The evening was full of gifts smiles, kisses, and hugs. I felt a little photogenic; he still stared at me every moment possible.  We ate a four-course meal, catered by our city of Surfside, Florida' favorite (and only) catering business. Him has a lot of money. He did not treat it as valuable as he should, and is willing to throw it away.

“So, her, what have you done the last three years? I see you survived.”

“Huh, you remember that?”

“Why of course, you didn’t?”

“Actually every word and movement vividly, I was actually remembering it by the port.” I said

“Well then.” He laughed, with a smile as dazzling as ever, “I guess you remember that day more than me!”

Him was amazingly gorgeous, like a Greek god, and to me I was just average. According to my mother, I looked like a supermodel. I knew I was slender, slightly muscular and slightly tall, with dark brown wavy hair down to my waist.  But to me I was still just a regular girl.

Him interrupted my thinking when saying,

“so you never answered my question. How did you survive when I was gone, because you said you couldn’t?”

“Well…” I said apprehensively, “I had gotten a job, went to school, and went out with a few girlfriends. A few guys had asked me out but I turned them down, wondering if I should or not.”

“Well thank you for waiting for me… I mean I would have understood if you hadn’t.”

“why in the world would I pick someone else over you?” I asked him in a teasing tone.

He did not reply with words at first, he just kissed me on the cheek gently and said “thanks.”

Finally everyone left at about 1:00 am with the excuse that him was tired.

We all knew it wasn’t true but the guests pretended to fall for it anyway.

Then my loving mom interrupted our conversation and said,

“Honey, I know him just came back, but we have to go.”

Of course, I had to go. I was only 19 and had to listen to my mothers directions.

I sighed and he bent down and gave me a quick, but passionate good night kiss, then promised to call me the next morning. I gave up with a sigh and let go of him as I walked toward my mother’s car.

This was the kind of day I wished I still had my car which I sold for college money.

I would see him tomorrow, I thought to myself as we slowly drove away from his house.