Random Oneshots

Heather

Time: 3rd of December

I was wearing his sweater. We were walking down the road to my house.

When we got there I was about to take the sweater off and give it back but I was interrupted when he said,

"Keep it, it looks better on you," he said with a smile on his face. I felt my face heat up and looked down.

"T-thanks," I stuttered out. He just laughed and walked down the way and waved goodbye

'Only if you knew how much I liked you' was my thought as I watched him walk away, the rose petals in my stomach begging to be let out.

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We were at school, talking about how much our English teacher a pain in the ass was when she walked by.

I watched his eyes as she walks by. It was a sight for sore eyes. His eyes, oh his eyes, they were brighter than the blue sky.

'She's got him mesmerized.' I thought while I feel my heart break more and more. I felt like dying, truly I did. I felt the flower petals rise in my throat. With that I ran to the bathroom, spitting the petals into the toilet bowl.

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I didn't realize what was happening till it had ended. He had kissed me. Why?

Why did he kiss me? And not that other girl he's been eyeing for who knows how long.

We were at his house, and we were watching the newest movie on Box Office when he turned in his seat and angled my face to his and kissed me. It left me in a stupor, not knowing what to do.

I could already feel the delicate petals start to tickle and rise in my throat, I had to get out of here.

I quickly jumped up and near sprinted out of his house. I ran and ran till I couldn't hold it any longer. I slowed to a stop and hunched over on the sidewalk and coughed and hacked the petals from my throat. And if my day couldn't get any better, my body decided I hadn't suffered enough and I threw up whatever I had left in my stomach, and if you looked closely there was some blood too.

I slowly got to my feet, and wobbled all the way down the street, around corners and down some more streets till I finally got to my house.

'Why would he ever kiss me?
I'm not even half as pretty---

"You gave her your sweater," I said as I saw her across the hall

"It's just polyester," he said, not catching the hint of jealousy in my voice.

He could be so dense sometimes. No matter what it is, it just flies over his head.

'But you like her better' I said myself.

'I wish I were Heather...'

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We were at a party, having a good time when she came and took him away. Giving me a sour look, she drags him to a nearby couch.

I saw her holding his hand. He puts his arm around her shoulder, suddenly I felt colder. I hate her, but how could I?

'She is such an angel. But then again, kinda wish she was dead.'

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We were in the mall, getting him some new clothes for his date with her. But to both our surprise she was also in the store we were in.