The Story Of Us

The Story Of Us

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"I don't think we should be friends anymore." Those eight words froze me on spot. "What d-do you m-mean?" I replied shakily. "You heard correctly. I think we shouldn't be friends anymore. Bye Lacey." With those final words he left, out of my life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dylan Evans. The name that I have come to hate. It wasn't always this way. We were always together, knew every little weird quirk about eachother, then one day all that drastically changed. Instead of being in love with him, my feelings for him grew of hatred instead. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lacey Green. The name of a girl I love. Now she despises of me. It wasn't always like this. We were made for eachother. Yet one fateful day everything changed. But over time I tried so hard to forget about her, but it was no use. Now after years have gone by, hatred has taken place of love. Instead of us being together, our hatred grew, making us despise the others presence. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Yet what we didn't know, in our last year in high school everything changes.
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My Teddy

The corner of his mouth tilts upward slightly. I smile again. A smile!? A tiny one, but still. "Hm. So I got you to smile, that's progress, yeah? Can I get your name now?" I ask, swinging my feel a little. He shakes his head shyly, his mouth not moving at all. Geez! Why do I want to hear this dude talk so much? "Okay, that's fine. I can give you a nickname." I offer happily. He looks up from his book, raising his eyebrows. I just stare for a moment. He has nice eyes. Pretty brown chocolate orbs. They remind me so much of....... "Teddy." He shakes his head immediately, frowning. "What, why not? You remind me of my old teddy bear. He was a good listener and he didn't talk much..... just like you." I say softly, tilting my head. He continues to shake his head. I fold my arms, leaning back in my seat. "Yeah, it's definitely sticking. Teddy.....It has a nice ring to it, yeah?" He sighs, the first sound I have ever heard him make. "No." . . . *Jordan* Teddy!? Seriously!? She gave me a fucking NICKNAME!? What the hell does this girl want!? I stuff my hands into my pockets, walking down the busy street. Forget about her. She's just a annoying pretty girl, she'll go away. Everybody does. She HAS to go away. *Spoiler alert*: she doesn't. Don't get close to people or they'll end up getting hurt. That's my mindset. I've been through enough of that. This girl doesn't belong in my world anyway. She's too innocent. *Mature content* {Just a quick update, I am basically rewriting the story. I wrote it when I was in 8th grade and it makes me cringe every time I try to go back and edit it so keep in mind that it'll get better}

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