The Boy At My Window

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  • Dedicated to everyone at my school who said i had good talent in writing
                                    

Its amazing how many ways there are to fall in love with someone...

this story is one of those ways. 

pay close attention to the story... its a really good one... 

it might even happen to someone one day......

ENJOY!!!

I have to admit, my life sucks... im alwways pestered about chores, homework, and even going out late... im not EVER supposed to go out after 9:00. (8 on school nights). yeah, strict family... 

Anyways, im an only child with sandy brown hair down to the middle of my back, green...ish eyes that turn white in direct sunlight, i am 5'3", 15 years old... and im in the ninth grade my name? well, i dont know why, but my parents have always called me Kitty. yes. But i prefer Kit-Kat for two reasons: 

1. i HATE it when people call me Kitty

2. i LOVE Kit-Kats ( the candybar just incase you were wondering)

but now, im going to tell you why im in a locked up room with my hands tied behind my back........:

I was on my computer one night on facebook when i heard someone tapping on my window. i parted the curtains and i was soon looking at a boy, about my age, standing there. 

"uhm... Hello?" i asked, kinda weirded out

"yeah, hey. uh, y-your neighbor s-sent me over here to say hi" my neighbor, Catherine, has always been trying to set me up with guys. so far, the first one moved away, the second dumpped me in the skate park, and now, this guy...

"ok, uhm... hi" that was all i could say. he has a SEXY face. black hair swept to the side, blue eyes, and glasses. not the type of glasses that made someone look nerdy,  but some that fit his features veery well...

"my name's Josh" he stuck his hand through the open window, for me to shake, but i couldnt move. all i was thinking was: 'ahhh!!! a hot guy is talking to me!!!!' i finally snapped back to my senses when he laughed and i shook his hand nervously. we talked for a few minutes and he got my number. he went back next door and as soon as i closed the window, i got a text:

Him:hey beautiful

Me: dont call me that 

Him: why?

Me: cuz' its not true

Him: to me it is

Me:thanks

Him: you should s hang out

Me: cant...  not allowed out after nine

Him:then can i come in?

Me: no, parents are home

Him: aww that sux

Me: yeah, i really want to tho

Him: then sneak out

Me: after my parents are sleeping.

Him: ok

i waited for what seemed like forever to hear the loud snoring of my parents. then i texted him

Me: ok im on my way over

Him: awesum! 

Me: b there in a sec

 i got my shoes on and a jacket and headed next door, making sure i didnt wake my parents in the process. thats when i knew something wasnt right. none of my neighbor were outside. then my phone rang:

Him: keep walking.

Me: where are you?

after i sent that text, i felt a sharp pain in the back of my head and i blacked out. i had been hit with something. 

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 07, 2012 ⏰

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