So, you're into love stories, huh? That's great, because I've got a tale of my own, involving love, loss, and romance, with a little bit of action and detentions sprinkled in. Oh, didn't you know? I was in middleschool at this time! Okay, true, maybe not the best place to fall in love, but can you blame me? The heart wants what the heart wants, and that's all I've got to say. Well... I have more than that. That's the whole point of my having a story to tell! Let's start with a bit of background information.
My name is Delilah Brinks. I was fourteen years old, and in eighth grade, a few months from highschool. How scary is that? Two years later and I was driving! Okay, I'm getting off topic. I've got strawberry blonde hair and gray eyes. I was about 5"11, and one hundred twenty-three pounds. Too much information now? Yeah, I guessed so. Let's get on with it, because we both probably have places to be.
Now, I can't call this a love story without someone to be in love with, so let's go there next. His name is Philip Micheals. He's got the most beautiful dirty blonde hair and green eyes, speckled with brown spots that reflect the light oh so perfectly, and compliment- yeah, I spend a lot of time staring at him, so? Well, I do since I met him only this year. He's on the basketball team, runs track, and is in band and chess club. So, as you can already tell, he's perfect. Well, he is to me.
I'm sure everyone has some sort of little story to tell about love. You know, one about their boyfriend, girlfriend, spouse, dog even. And I'm sure people have told you about their school sweetheart. But, did they nearly get hit by a car crossing the street just to say hi and pop a tire of their bike wheel doing so? Didn't think so.
I guess I should get on with it and start the story, so you don't get bored with my rambling and leave. Don't worry, I don't plan to keep you longer than a few hours, a day at most. Well, I mean, I can ramble on for days without accomplishing anything, so I probably shouldn't make that a promise.
You know what, let's just start with the first chapter and see how that goes, huh?
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Just Another Love Story
Teen FictionMy name is Delilah, and while I've got you stopped and listening, why don't I tell you about my love story?