High school was a very fun place to find and meet cool people. Lots of the time you hate people. If push comes to shove. Finding out about all who your classmates are and who your gonna be with for four years.
AVID kept me strong and motivated. Made school fun, good period and I've gotten lots of insight. I still didn't have anything to completely take up my time, mascot season will soon come to an end. I can never be completely busy like her. Phone less on top of that, yikes
Seeing her in the hallways isn't enough for me, i wanna be in lunch with her, I wanna be in class with her, I just wanna see the one I call my girlfriend. Scared? I might be. My girl could very easily be swooped from me. I can't take it I just can't
"I feel like this is a one way road" I formulated
"I wish I could make more time for you"
"I think we should just be apart, my heart cant handle this"
Tired of chasing. Running to try to see my precious for less than 5 mins at a time. Worth it losing her? Not at all, but a lesson I can keep with me forever. Unique, I'll keep you by my side for the rest of my life
I feel sorry she has to hear these words, I only wanna tell her good things and make her happy. It's for the better, it's for the better.
I took new interests in a fellow classmate Ariana, happiness comes first. Super short girl with hair that almost touched the floor, little Mexican Rapunzel. Her laugh was cute, funniest small girl, and she was in my Avid class. Nothing can beat the blueprint though
We had a nice build up and good friction going, all of our friends were noticing. Now we are together all the time. Spirit week is here and I still have not asked Ariana. Here, homecoming asks are big. Maybe I was too scared to get turned down. We broke it off before we could get the chance. God I'm an asshole. I hope she isn't embarrassed by everyone, who would wanna go with me.
Id rather buy my Goldilocks a garter instead. Oh how pretty she'd looked in it. She wouldn't go with me either, don't even try. Like usual the week is filled with crazy events, I couldn't wait for the dance. Who cares about the game.
I ended up going with a friend Eddie Chapman, the only one willing to go with me. Dripped as usual we walk in the venue and immediately get to wilding. Song after song I'm killing the dance floor, everyone's cheering, I can see Ariana and her friends envious, and Lauren is standing in the back. Is that Taylor Swift?
"Wow" is all I can say
I can't even make the motion to move towards her. Why is she so beautiful?
"You look amazing" I stuttered
"Haha thanks, it's just the make up"
"No it's you"
When will she understand
"Can we dance?" I suggested
"I don't do that kind of dancing sorry"
"Let's just circle up and have a little fun"
Her and her friends follow me to the dance floor. Sometimes you need to get a little loose. Bend those knees a little. Dancing the night away, time is almost frozen, everyone is having the time of their life, the best music from 2015 playing. Couldn't be better
Im just stunnin on my ex bitch
The night was coming to an end tho, we took our group photo for memories and were finally ready to go.
"Can I please steal a real dance from you?"
All she had to do was smile
I pulled her hand to the center on the floor and put my hands on her waist. A nice slow dance. I wrap one arm around her waist and hold up her hand with the other. The music was just right
"Thank you for dancing with me"
"This is nice"
"Did you have a fun night?"
"Yea, I think I did"
I pulled her even closer, my head over her shoulder. Nice and tight while the music slowed down and time froze. It's just me and her, nothing else in this world. This isn't the last dance it's the first of many.
The smell of her perfume and hair had me enchanted, I will serve my lord. God what I do for a kiss
All we can do is stare at each other, simple 2 steps. Looking at her beautiful eyes without her nerdy glasses. I want her to be mine
The last song ended
"Oh darn" she remarked
"Wish we had more time"
I would dance with her any day
All we have is the photo booth pictures to remember this night by. Yet it's stained in my head forever.
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Run Away
Non-FictionDon't you always miss the old days? In this story we reminisce the best way possible, by the fire