Ever Since That Night

Chapter 1

Karen's POV

MAYBE I NEVER should have told my parents about my relationship with James.
What if I didn't tell them for a few more months? I probably wouldn't be in the trouble I was in now for a little longer, though that would would just be delaying the problem...
What if I never told them? No, my conscience would probably pull me down to the ground.
But maybe... Maybe this is a good thing? I mean, everything happens for a reason, right?
At least I don't feel guilty anymore, the only thing pulling me down right now is regret.
I, Karen Walter, regret telling my parents. There, I said it.
My mind then wandered back to the 'what if' questions circling my mind at the moment. If I hadn't told them, possibly James and I would have been on the beach, romantically watching the sunset. If I hadn't told them, possibly James and I would have been hanging out backstage, laughing at each other's lame jokes and constantly arguing just for the fun of it.
In reality, it was 7:00AM, I had just woken up, and was sitting up on my bed, so bored that I decided to go log on to Facebook. It was more of a last choice, really.
As soon as I saw the blue and white page, I took a quick peek at the top and saw that I had six notifications. I clicked on the earth-shaped 'notification' sign, discovering that I had been tagged in a few photos from the concert the other day.
I went to timeline review, and allowed some photos to stay up on my wall. To see what my wall was like after, I looked at it, and a small piece of information typed in tiny, blue, bold letters caught my eye.
It read, 'Karen Walter is in a relationship with James Parker, since December 12, 2011.'
I was actually really surprised, but secretly happy at the same time, that I hadn't changed it yet, though after a few seconds of staring at the notice in longing and desperation, I disabled it and put in, 'Karen Walter: Is not in a relationship as of January 18, 2012.'
Confused? Well, let me explain.
As soon as my parents had found out I was dating James, they banned me from seeing him any longer, 'until I turned 18, because I was still too young for dating', apparently,
The good news was we could still remain as friends.
Oh well. It wasn't going to be that hard, right? I mean, it's just half a year longer until I'm 18. I'm sure I can survive.
I wanted to once again be with him so badly, that I almost called him to come over and just kiss all the energy out of me.
I miss his kisses, his eyes, his smile, his sarcastic comebacks, his maturity during serious and important situations, his touch. I miss his lips, his great sense of humor, his ability to remain calm no matter what, and most of all, I miss him.
I miss everything about him, but at this point of desperation, I don't just miss him. I want him. I need him. I love him.
I was shocked at my confession to myself. I love him. I love him, but I let them take him away from me. I let my own parents take him away from me.
He was one of the few blessings that had remained with me, after my sister Cara had died. One of the few blessings that I thought would remain with me. But they took him away. They made me leave him.
Just the memory of Cara's death had me paralyzed and nervously shaking again, so to calm myself down, I took a few deep breaths and let sleep take over.
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Brrrrrringggg!!!!!! Brrrrrringggg!!!!!! Brrrrrringggg!!!!!! Brrrrrringggg!!!!!!
My cold metallic alarm went off, and I turned around to face it, still half asleep with my eyes barely open. I harshly dumped my hand on it, looking for the switch, and finally, I found it.
Looking at the time, I saw both the short and long hands were pointing to the six, so I guessed it was around six-thirty in the morning.
Oh my God! It had slipped my mind. School started at seven today!
I tumbled off my bed, stood up, and then whirled around in search of my closet.
I quickly chose to wear black pants from H&M, a long-sleeve checkered shirt, with a maroon sweater on top, allowing my long, wavy brunette hair fall down to my chest.
After brushing my teeth, I grabbed a pair of black heels, pulled my sleeves up to my elbows, and briskly walked over to the house across from mine; Lea's house. The outfit looked better with my added height, actually.
Both Lea and I had agreed that I would ride with Lea to school this morning, but as soon as the door was answered by her humble yet strict (in other words great) mother, I knew she had already left me, thinking I wasn't going to school today.
How was I going to get to school? If I couldn't ride with Lea, my parents usually brought me, but since this week they were out of town, they couldn't be the ones to bring me either.
I scoured through the contacts on my phone, only finding two people that could possibly bring me. One being my parents, two being Lea, who was already at school, and the third and final person being James, who was probably leaving for school anytime soon.
The problem was, it would be really awkward if I rode with James, especially since I had broken off our relationship recently. But I had no other choice. I had to call him up and ask. I had to at least try.
I dialed his cellphone number, and after three long rings of silence, he answered in a low, tired voice, "Yeah, hello?"
"Uhhh... hi, James. It's Karen."
There was a moment of complete awkwardness, but I broke it up by continuing, "I wanted to ask if I could hitch a ride to school. Lea's already there, and my parents are out of town this week, so I basically have no way of getting to school. I also can't miss school today. I have a science test worth 70 percent of my grade."
Again, James didn't answer for awhile, but finally replied, sounding like he forced himself to say it; "Okay. I'll be there in five."
Before I could at least mutter a 'thank you,' the line went dead, indicating that he had already hung up.
The time on my watch read 6:55AM. Thirty minutes down, and 15 more hours to go until 10PM, my usual 'end of the day' mark.
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A/N:
Hi! :)) This account - TheBookwormLife - was created as a joint account for this book currently being written by 'javierjulia' and 'BornToWrite2002', also known as Julia Javier and Mik Dizon. We are planning for this book to be entered in the #Wattys2014, so please give us your input on what we should improve on, and what your thoughts on this story are. :))
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