A Short Story

I love our endless facetime calls, and I love having like a billion bad pictures of you (just kidding), how can someone so perfect ever look bad in a photo. It is totally ok that you don’t text me back or snapchat me back. If I was in your shoes (which I want), and was THAT popular, I wouldn’t respond either. Honestly I have never loved someone’s personality or even someone as much as I love you. You are beyond perfect in every way. You care about your friends to the max, make us laugh all the time, and will listen to my endless rants. I am so happy to have you in my life and wouldn't trade our friendship for the world. Your love for pistachios may be weird, and disgusting but sometimes you have to look over someone's disgusting food choices and look at what matters, the amount of food they have. But honest to god, or my 300 million gods, I love you so goddamn much. You are my broke ass bitch, my #1 snapchat best friend, and overall my best

Finally, all of the boxes were opened and organized, so I took a break and texted Josh. "hey, it's riley! do you want to come over, i just finished unpacking" Super bold, but I figured that could work as an excuse? I don't know. I was never really big on flirting with boys in high school, so I was pretty much guessing through this entire process. "sure, give me five minutes? I'll knock, it'll be me." I texted back quickly. "ok take your time, no rush! see ya

I went ahead to the honors lounge thinking you would stop by and maybe I would be able to catch you there and after waiting a few minutes I knew I blew my chance to talk to you. I just couldn’t get over that, imagining what I could’ve done differently. After the party I ran into Stephanie and I asked her about you when I was able to get your name from her which is how I started following you. Now, at least having some form of starting a conversation with you I felt a little better about having a chance to get to know you. A few days later I never expected a random Instagram message, especially someone who was on my mind. I can’t explain to you the internal happiness that I got that it was from you, but then realized that maybe she just need something for the honors college and was less about just me which I was okay

“As smart as you are, my daughter, you can be entirely clueless,” she chuckled. I stare back at her confused. “Do you think every teenage boy wastes his evenings teaching a girl to dance for a ridiculous chorus class?” she asked. “Silly girl, that boy has had his eye on you for a while. I’m surprised it took him this long to find the courage to ask you on this ‘group date’ of yours,” she continued trying to suppress her grin.

"Thanks, I owe you one." "No problem, I can tell when a damsel in distress." This guy seems very sweet and a gentleman. "I did not get your name." "Because I did not give it." He smiles like he is expecting the answer out me. "You are still the same after all these years." "Do you know me?” "You do not remember?” "No sorry. maybe you mistook me for someone else." "There is no mistaken it, I know who you are. Your very special person." "If know who I am, how came you do not know my name?” "Because each time I ask you. You always gave me the runaround." My mind became flooded with thoughts trying to remember where we meet before, but my mind had become blank. "Sorry for not remembering you." "Can a guy ask a lady to dance?” "No-" Before I could finish my answer, he is already dragging my body to the dance floor. "I bet you do this to all the girls." "Only the girls that I like." Maybe it was way to get me in bed, but I was falling for it completely, I was drawn toward him for some reason. Sarah was dancing with another guy, she look like she is enjoying herself. I started to dance with him. He is a decent dancer for a guy, some guys are pretty bad dancers. He started to whisper something in my ear. "You're amazing and you look amazing." I suddenly felt the urge to kiss him, but I never meet him before. After the song ended I leaned into his ear to whisper something. "You want to go somewhere private." I wanted to him in private to find what he knows about me

i look at the clock and it’s si in the morning. I'm to awake to go back to bed and i remember the breakfast buffet opens at 5 so i decide to take a stroll down there. as i was walking through the hallways it became apparent that everyone as asleep. i was actually grateful for that since i hadn’t done my hair or makeup yet. i walk into the buffet and grab a plate of pancakes and bacon. as I'm reading my book (yes I'm reading again, i know, what a shocker). i hear the door open and I'm praying it is one of my brothers coming to look for me. i peek up and it’s him. as soon as he sees me he stops in his tracks. “what never seen a girl without makeup on?” i finally say. “no, i’ve never seen someone so beautiful at six am” he responds. i roll my eyes. “what?” he says a little confused. “you don’t have to pretend to like me and you can stop following me around. you’re like the perfect guy and there are many pretty girls around here that would love a one night stand.” i realized a little to late that i shouldn’t of said that last part. he parts his lips into a small smile and starts to laugh. so gasping for air laughing but giggle a little. “do you think that’s all i want?” he asked still a little amused. “well yah that’s what all guys your age want” i responded blushing a little at this point. “i like you because you can see everything that i try to cover up behind my eyes, you see the sorrow behind smile, you can see my

“How’s it going?” asks Jim. “Oh everything is just peachy” she says. Jim was confused. “I’m so so so so sorry Kaylee” “About what?” “About what happened Thursday, I didn’t want to ignore you.” “Why did you then?” Kaylee asks “I don’t know because the thing is I really like you Kaylee.” “Wow” Kaylee blushes, “I didn’t know.” “Well I guess I’ll see you tomorrow” Jim says. Jim went home that afternoon and lied down on his bed. His mom walks in, “How did it go?” she asks. “It went great mom, I told her I liked her.” “Good boy.” She gives him a kiss on the cheek and walks away. Jim is very happy, and not worried anymore. The next day was great for him. He hung out with Kaylee almost the whole day. On Wednesday Jim’s friends tell him to ask the girl out, but he was scared to. He didn’t know what to do, should he go for it? Later that day he asks his mom for help. She said to go for it. “She likes you and you like her, I think you should.” Thursday, Jim gathers up all his courage, he wants to

“Does this mean… Do you…” He began scratching at the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with you. Your stomach felt fluttery as you fidgeted in anticipation. But his shoulders slumped, “I know I'm kinda dumb, and my hair’s not as cool as Josuke’s and–” He pulled away from you, his voice speeding up and his hands gesturing with each word “and you’re so beautiful and smart, and you’re way out of my league,” You panicked, placing your hand on his cheek and pulling his head to face you. You almost wanted to laugh out of nervousness.

At dinner’s conclusion, Phillip asked his parents if he could be dropped back off at the records archives once again after Saturday school class let out. Curious as to why he needed to return to the archives, Phillip’s father inquired. “Oh, nothing much,” Phillip told him. “I was just interested in finding out a little more about how life was before the volunteers, is all,” he responded trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. “I kind of got caught up in some of the holograms and the video files the records department had available. I wasn’t able to finish watching all of them last Saturday when I was working on my report for Mr. Belich. So, I’m kind of hoping I can this weekend.”

Rider was at his locker and someone decided to surprise him. Placing their hands over his eyes the person said, “guess who?” “Hmm let me guess it’s the girl who keeps this smile on my face and she’s very beautiful. She happens to be my girlfriend Shiho,” Rider said as he turned around to face Shiho. They greeted each other with a kiss as they headed to class. “I can’t believe it’s our senior year I’m really going to miss everybody,” Shiho said. “Yeah. Shiho there’s something I have to talk to you about can you meet me in the parking lot after school?” Rider asked. “Yeah sure I’ll come right after swim practice,” Shiho said. Rider and Shiho bid each other farewell as they headed to their classes.

“Come on Alaina!” I said shyly. “Come on, say more.” she hurried me to tell. I continued, “Ok, ok. After he tells me, I am just going to say, I like you and yeah!” I ended. “Oooh, sounds really good to me!” she paused. “I better go because it is awkward to be with you during private time with him.” she said. “Yeah and it is almost 8:00, he would be coming now.” I said nervously. “It’s ok and good luck.” she said while leaving. “Thanks!” I replied. “Love ya, see you later.” she shouted as she ran across the way we came from. “Love ya, too!” I shouted back.

The message in our conversation was that I was honestly too nervous to approach this girl and speak to her, so I needed his help. The reason I asked Mike for his help was that he and I have been best friends since Kindergarten and at the moment he was in the same history class as me. When Mike and I spoke I told him,“ I liked the girl Cara from our history class, but I did not know what to say to her.” I explained to Mike that we would have to finish our conversation later on, so I told him to text me. At this moment our conversation switched from verbal to computer-mediated communication.

Sick fate, twisted punishment for something they must have done in order to wind up somewhere so terrible as this cement prison. Humans were cruel… Poking and prodding at open wounds and making new ones were old existed. It felt like years in this personal hell. Most of the time the young creature stayed tucked in the very corner as far as he could get from the outside for it was the inside for them. Fear dripped from his body in waves nearly as thick as syrup. He was scared and he had every right to be. Watching them murder so many… The images have haunted him since the night it had happened. Blood… Gunshots… Thoughts eased into his mind like a bad dream, making everything a dark place he couldn’t hide from. Mother… Father… People

His relationship with Hazel was finally going somewhere, and he couldn’t be happier. It might even be better than winning this week’s tournament. And that meant a lot, considering what Beyblade meant to Shu. The shock had worn off, and today he felt more energetic and motivated than ever before. His next match, the semifinals, were tomorrow. He was facing off against Orochi Ginba and his Omni Odax. He wouldn’t forget the promise he made to Valt. They would meet in the finals no matter what. Nothing could stand in the way of Shu when he made a promise, and that was final.

It was now time to go to lunch and I met up with my best friend Jayden. We sat down, and began to eat. Then Kevin walked up and sat down. “Hi, how was history,” I asked.He just eat his sandwich. “Seriously, are you still mad at me? I just didn’t feel like holding hands,” I said annoyed. After what seemed like 5 minutes of silence he said, “It is fine, I get it. I just really like you.” I blushed. Then we talked about our math class. Then the bell rang. “Yeah! Just speaking about math I now get to go to it. Because it totally is my favorite class,” I said sarcastically. “Wait, there is a party tomorrow. Do you want to go with me,” Kevin asked “My parents would never let me go, and will there be alcohol?” Kevin answered, “No, I don’t think so. You can just tell your parent you are spending the night at Jayden’s. I have to go, bye.” He kissed me, and began to walk away. “Wait…, never