November 3 2010
I enter to school. The boy i am with now were in an argument until something the next day would happen. I go to homeroom and go through the pledge of allegiance and announcements. After homeroom is our first class. I see my friend, his name is David. We grew up together in the before school program every morning in elementary school. Him and I were best friends when we were 5 to the 5th grade. We would play kickball in the gym and just hang out. Me and him were stuck together like glue when we were little. He was a good, smart, and quiet but when he talked he was absolutely hilarious. He was just overall so happy. Over the summer him my other friend and i went up to the quarry. we all jumped off the cliffs and into the perfectly temperature water. When me and my friend werent jumping, we would be watching David practice his skiing stunts. David was the top 3rd free stylist skier in all new england. he was amazing. We headed over to the highest cliff at Steel Derrick, Barge. I had never jumped off Barge and i was too scared to. it was a 45 foot drop from where I stood to the water below. I watched my friends go off it before wishing i had intrepidness they did. David yells up to me as i stand at the edge of the cliff " you can do it!" I made him and my friend promise to stay in the water when i jumped off so she didnt but David did. He treaded water for 25 minutes until i finally closed my eyes and jumped. After a few seconds later i floated to the surface and saw the David Smile looking back at me saying " i told you you could do it". The quarry was his place and it will always will be. His little brother is exactly like his brother. David would have been a good father when he grew up, he was so brotherly there was no doubt about it.
Its now the last block of the day, english class. We had just finished a story called The Scarlet Ibis a story about a boy named Doodle and is brother. Doodle was expected to die because of his heart condition so they had made a coffin for him when he was born. He couldnt walk at the age of 7 but the brother was going to change that. The brother taught doodle how to walk and run and their family was amazed. Doodle was going to live a somewhat normal life. A tropical bird was carried by a storm to where they live. it was a scarlet ibis. It was different, out of place, and needed help just like doodle. The scarlet Ibis was bright red and fell out the the tree and died. Doodle also died, his heart condition made him die. When he died his shirt was bright red from blood and he was in the shape of the scarlet ibis when it died. We had a debation on who was guilty for doodles death. Some how we go off track and David started singing I Like it by Enrique Inglesias. We all were laughing and David was singing and dancing in his desk. The bell rang and school was over. My friend and I are walking down the hallway when he see David and his cousin fooling around my friend says "Stop hurting David" his cousin released him and gave us his smile and said "thanks guys". In that moment I though he meant thanks for having his cousin stop picking on him, now i think he meant thanks for everything thanks for being his friends. We watched him walk away.
Later that night im doing my bio homework and my facebook was up. My phone buzzes and I look at it. My friend asked me if i had heard, i asked about what, she said "David", i asked what about him, she said check your facebook. I refreshed the page and when i did i saw a status saying " we will never forget you david rest in peace buddy" another one says " we love you David ski in peace" I started to cry for a old friend had died. I say to my mom, forcing the words out of my mouth "Mom I think David... died" and cried some more. I couldnt believe, I didnt want to believe it, a nightmare began and i knew it would never stop. I thought about the school day, how happy he seemed, how he was making plans to skiing with his friends next week. I called my fried and asked her if she could come over and she said she was on her way. We were going to another friends house to huddle together and remember a dear friend. We arrive at the house and I hear a friend crying and i lost it. Everyone was outside and crying saying how they cant believe it. We go inside. There are at least 15 or 18 people there. All stunned, sad, and wanting to know why? But I know we will probably ever know. All i could think about was his little brother and his family. It was the holidays and i knew it wasnt going to be easy for them, or any of us for the matter of fact. I called the person i am now with and i get his mom on the phone.
"Hello?" i hear
"Hi is ethan there"
"Ya may i ask whos speaking?"
"its alexandra"
I am choking on my tears but i knew we needed to talk.
"Hello?" he says
"hey"... " did you hear.... about, about david?"
"yeah"
i started crying and then i took a deep breath.
" I am so sorry, I shouldnt have tried to kick you out of my life. I should have ignored you and I shouldnt have been so mean and send so much hatred toward y-" I say bu he cuts me off
"I know your sorry and i am too. we need to get through this alex, its going to be hard but we can do this"
"I am so sorry"
" I'll see you tomorrow and we can meet, okay?"
"okay"
"goodnight"
"goodnight"
I hang up. I get a text,
Alex we should be friends for right now, but i hope we can try again. I love you and i know this year is going to be hard but i hope we can compromise something.
me: I am so sorry for everything. i agree that we should be friends and i do want to try again. i love you too.
him: meet me tomorrow at school i doubt they are going to have any classes for any of us.
me: i will try to find you
Our parents tell us that there are going to be consulers at the school that night. So we head over to the school to be with more friends...
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