Looking For Our Stars

Can She Even Hear My Voice?

        I slammed my fist on my bed in anger. I read her reply and frankly, I was a little upset. HA! A little thats an underestimate! I cursed the voice in my head. Yea I was more than upset, I was offended and hurt. I was nice enough to ask if she wanted to go out. And she gave me this... this crap! I swore under my breath over and over again. My hand reached slowly for the laptop keys. My response was already forming in my head. I didn't care if what I was about to do was extremely stupid.

Well Miss Hazel Grace,

I hope you realize that I was just trying to be friendly and you, you just kinda slapped me. Again. While I enjoy your looks I'm not sure I enjoy your immature-know-it-all attitude. I hope you have an amazing day. Guess I shouldn't talk to you when I see you next.

BYE

        I cracked my knuckles with success on my mind. No matter what this girl was not getting the last word. I waited intently for a while until I gave up waiting. I sighed, looking up at my sad little room, it was summer so I wasn't at the academy any more. I had a desk with some biographies on it and a few old papers. I had become addicted to drawing after I lost Alaska. I had all sorts of drawings. Some were crappy pictures of Alaska. They weren't quite her because I only had my memory, but it was still nice to see her smiling face again. My bed was always a mess and I had a pile of dirty and clean clothes mixed together in the corner. After a moment of sulking around my room, I decided to call the colonel. After a few rings he didn't answer. Great, now I'm bored and have no friends.

        But then it hit me. I had friends, and I knew what it really felt like to not have friends. I just felt alone because Hazel was on my mind. She was so cute and so mature, but she pushed me away. I didn't have this huge crush on her or anything, I just wanted to know her better. I wanted to know all her little habits, like how she looked when she was having fun, or her laughter when it went out of control.

        "Stop that Miles! She's just a girl..." I shook my head violently. How dare she get stuck in my head and deny me so freely. I wanted to bang my head on the wall with how frustrated I was when it came to figuring her out. "Fine Ms. Grace, I'll get you and I'll figure out why you're pushing me away!"