Inspiration

It All Started

I spent the night at Carlie's house due to the fact that my parents were at it again. They were always fighting, it didn't matter what but I always knew that when I got home from school there would be yelling.

"So have you figured out high school your going to." She said trying to keep my mind off of my parents.

"Uumm honestly I've thought of going to Lake Ridge University. They have a great language arts department." I said.

"I thought you wanted to go to a writing school. You know because it's your dream to be a writer and all." She said confused.

"Car what do you think language arts is?" I ask.

"Uhhh reading obviously." She said so sure of her answer.

"Car." I gave her a look that said your wrong.

"What?" She asks.

"Language arts is writing." I said.

"Oh, I knew that." She lied.

"Oh my god oh my god." She said jumping up off her bed and almost knocking down her lamp that was on her night stand.

"What?" I question her excitment .

"Cody just updated his profile." She said with a smile that went ear to ear. But I on the other hand had the most uninterested look on my face.

"Don't look at me like that." She said.

"I won't say anything but you know how I feel about him." I said. He's continued to hurt her again and again yet she's still with him.

"Don't diss my ex." She said looking back down at her screen.

"Wait wait your ex I thought you guys got back together?" I said.

"Well we did then we split up." She said.

"And by that you mean he broke up with you." I said.

"Yeah." She said looking back up. I'm not that good at reading people but even I could see she was on the verge of tears. So I put my arms around her. Eventually she latched on. I could smell her perfume that didn't smell like her usual one. I felt my shoulder getting wet but I didn't care I needed to be there for her no matter what. Just like she always has been for me. We've known each other for seven years now but she's never once seen me cry I guess I feel weak or venerable when I do.

"It's fine Carlie it's fine." I said trying to calm her down.

"No it's not. He's the love of my life but he just doesn't know it." She said dramatically

"Well until he figures it out why don't you try meeting other guys." I said playing along with this whole thing. And considering we're only in middle school I don't know why I said try meeting other guys because half the kids at our school either have way to many pimples, are two immature, or have self esteem issues that I just don't feel like dealing with.

"I wouldn't expect you to understand you've never been in love." She said. I disregard the fact that she was being overwhelmingly rude.

"That might be true but I still think its a great idea to date other people. You never know someone might end up surprising you." I said trying to be supportive.

"I might but I'm tired I'm going to go to bed." She said before letting go and pulling up her blankets over her face.

"Okay goodnight." I say before turning off the light.

In the morning, as usual I wake up first and even thought I've been to her house on several occasions it's still awkward when I wake up first. So just lay in bed for an hour or two until she wakes up.