Why Girls Like Guys

A Few Reasons Why Girls like Guys

1. The way they act around you.
2. How they look when they ask you out.
3. The way they show up at your door after a fight.
4. The way they let you into their heart when they trust you.
5. The way they look when you catch them staring.
6. How they smile at you.
7. The way they hug you till you let go.
8. How they defend you from rude remarks.
9. How one kiss can change the world.
10. The way they look when they think of you.
11. The crazy things the do just to impress you.
12. How they compliment you on things you didn't notice.
13. The way they try their best to be 'perfect'.
14. The way they'd do anything to see you smile at them.
15. The way they text you in the middle of the night to say 'I love you'.
16. The way they play with your hair, just because.
17. How the notes randomly appear on your desk or in your locker.
18. How whey get flustered on a date.
19. How they don't know how to dance (Some boys)
20. the way they are desperate to make up after a fight.
21. The way he calls you when he says he would.
22. The way you feel when he holds your hand.
23. How cute he looks when you embarrass him.
24. The way he holds you when you haven't seen each other in forever.
25. The way he holds you when you have to leave.
26. The way he hold you, period.
27. The way he'll pop up when you need him most...and even when you don't.
28. The way he reads your mind when your upset.
29. The way he says 'I love you', and how he shows it to prove it.

Why Guys Like Girls

A Few Reasons Why Guys Like Girls

1. They always smell good, even if it's just shampoo.
2. The way they always find the right spot on your shoulder.
3. The ease at which they fit in your arms.
4. The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world.
5. How cute they are when they eat.
6. The way the take hours to dress, but in the end it is all worth it.
7. Because they are always warm, even when it is minus 30 degrees outside.
8. The way they look good no matter what they wear.
9. The way they fish for compliments.
10. How cute they are when they argue.
11. The way their hand always find yours.
12. The way they smile.
13. The way you feel when you see their name on the caller ID after you just had a big fight.
14. The way they say “let's not fight anymore,” even though you know an hour later....
15. The way the kiss you after you do something nice for them.
16. The way they kiss you after you say 'I love you'.
17. Actually, just the way they kiss you.
18. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt.
19. The way the apologize when it does hurt.(even though we don't admit it.)
20. The way they say “I miss you.”
21. The way you miss them.
22. The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt them anymore.

WAR

The bombs go off

The troops they march

People flee, the heaven

the terror

Two sides, USA and Afghanistan

At war. We need to stop

But they did the wrong

the intimidated us.

Now they're getting what they asked for

Now they get the same treatment

To us war is the answer

we need to fight for out peace

But to me,

I want our troops home

I'm willing to stand in front of

those marching troops.

A girl

Alone

Who wants her father home

Please

Hear me.

That's all I'm asking.

Spring

I lie underneath a flowering tree,

It's pink and lavender petals dance to the ground.

As the warm breeze flows,

I lie, watching happily at the performance.

There are more trees around, all the same as the one above me.

The breeze wisps their petals afloat.

Seeming like it is raining flower petals,

I reach out and open my palm,

Closing my eyes,

I feel the petals kiss my palm ever so slightly.

The perfume of the flowering buds is so wonderful.

Spring,

I smile and open my eyes,

A boy,

A soft smile as he lays his hand on my palm.

Dancing around,

With the flower petals accompanying us,

Leading.

As we smile and dance to a song only we can hear.

Spring,

Slowing to a stop as we look out at the rain of petals,

And slowly gliding to a crystal clear pond.

He throws a rock.

“Ripples out from the center,” He says.

“Just like our love,”I whisper.

“Just like our love,”He echos

as he leans in to kiss me.

3/17/10

Seperate

Separate

Together they are

Unhappy, complicated

Apart from him she wants

Leaving him and others devastated

Leaving her the one to blame

for bringing to the fallen;pain.

Being the bad,the one to shame.

What is there to do,

when love isn't true

Than just to be happy

it's not happening to you

To carry all the debt and feel all the blame

That would probably put the innocent to shame

a broken heart takes time to heal

and time is what I've, what we've ran out of.

Science Fiction Story Start

 Some how they knew. My parents knew something was going to happen. Something bad. When I was four my parents put me into the car and told me that it was okay. But I knew it wasn't okay, it's not okay when they say it is but you see in their eyes and tears that it clearly isn't.

“It's okay Sydney, it's okay don't worry. Everything is going to be fine,” my mother had said.

I nodded, I would do anything to please my parents. Not knowing what was going on I lay across the seats looking out he windows, hurtling to an unknown destination.

Eventually the car stopped, its automatic door opened and I tentatively took a step out. A big ship in front of me. Slowly I walked towards it. My dress brushing my ankles. The ship was bigger than anything I've ever seen. My pink shoe touched the metal rim of the walkway ascending up into the huge structure. I walk up the ramp, a boy who was at the top stared at me with wide green eyes.

“What?” I said, the boy glanced behind him, bit his lip. A single tear fell from his eye. He sniffled, “Mom,” he whispered and slowly walked away. Rubbing his eyes.

Romeo & Juliet

You play Romeo,

I play Juliet.

We waltz into a dream,

That we'll never forget.

I wait on my balcony,

Calling out to you.

The full moon sheds its light,

Staining the night deep blue.

My eyes fall upon yours,

A smile painted on our lips.

You climb up swiftly,

And greet me with a gentle kiss.

You cradle me in your arms.

Our hearts beat as one.

Not wanting the night to die.

To the rising sun.

You kiss me goodbye,

And tell me not to forget,

That I'd be back in your arms,

Right after sunset.

3/2/10

Moonlit

The moon shines its light

Like a waterfall of might

As I look up

At the bright full moon

Dew glistening in the moons path

And the night silent,and dark

Lest the moonlit surface of the earth

And my heart

Your hand slips into mine

Hands eagerly intertwined

A smile pulls at our lips

A moonlit love,

Blessed by the full moons light

As it gently kisses out bodies

In a moonlit world, everything is different

Moonlight is where I long to be

Along with you

An adventure, it would be

We stand together

In our piece of forever

Inside our moonlit world, and love

2/27/10

Heartless Reasons

My utterly heartless reasons

from an utterly heartless girl

who though that the one she loved

could be her only world.

With my ultra lame reasons why

I had to break your heart

tear myself apart,

just to make me wanna die.

My feelings changed

Which is lame.

Because I thought I loved you forever

I felt that I would

do anything I could

to keep out hearts together.

But in the end

I began to bend

That's when I tripped and fell

all my feelings felt for you

spiraling down to hell

While I am here, near to tears

Because it is this that I feared.

Now we're split, that is it

Feelings now memories.

Darkness

Darkness,

Engulfs me,

My body my soul.

They say thing like this don't happen.

All the lies that I've told

All the feeling I've torn

All the secrets I've spoke

But all the love I give

All the smiled I show

All the feelings I've fixed

the light is coming back to me.

I've got to open my eyes....

For what seems like...forever...

Atom Bomb

I'm on the ground

looking up

The planes, they fly

They drop a thing

Not big in size

Quite small, as it drops in the air.

In mid air

A cloud comes up.

Big noise

I can hear.

Screaming

Tears, fill my eyes.

We're hurt, and hit.

Now what do we do?

5ive Things I Love About You

Number one is your smile,

Making my heart leap for miles.

Number two is your eyes,

Gazing in, as time flies.

Number three is your touch,

Any contact is a rush(!!).

Number four is your personality,

Willing to try,hard worker yet so funny.

Number five is that you're mine,

I think about you all the time.

Crossed Out

This is what I call an unborn poem. I never got around to finish them because I thought them terrible. Although I am sure you can find the beauty I could not in them. It isn't much but it's still something.

Look, you've poisoned me.

What else do I have to say?

Got me thinking about you,

every single day.

Your love for me is toxic.

But to me it's poison.

To others they'd me dead.

Let's just get the picture outta our heads.

But what about me?

Got enough love to fill the sea.

Lemme write it as a gift card:

HEY! It's from me!

~~~

Dragon's got your princess locked up in a tower

I look out the window, just to pass hours.

But I gotta tell you there's not much to see.

Sure I wouldn't care where I'm at as long as your with me.

We could be out in the ocean

Spending night's eating fish.

Or we could be in paradise and I grant your every wish.

I wish

I wish I could drink a magic potion and

Shrink way down till I was small

enough to fit right into his

shirt pocket and live

there tucked near to

hi heart listening

to it beat in

rhythm with

mine every

minute of

every

day

-- Sonya Sones    7/22/10

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Deleted scenes from a fantasy story i tried to write. After each ~~~ means I re-start the story.

I sat still in front of my mother, Queen Charlotte, as she brushed my hair.

"Mother, why do I have to be married off?" I asked one night, my mother preparing me for dinner.

"Well, I don't want to marry you off, my child, but your father wants a suitable husband for you, the the meaning behind all of these dinners with all those dukes and princes. So he can see whom you like and he likes." Queen Charlotte pulled the silver brush through my silky mouse brown hair. 

~~~

I woke up one morning, to find that it was snowing outside. Laughing I throw open my balcony door and danced around in the falling snow. My night gown swirling around my ankles. I could feel a pair of eyes on me below. I slowly stopped twirling and looked down, a young boy as young as me, gazed up at me on his black stallion.

I found him rude as he stared at me blankly. “My lady! My lady, please come back inside!” I whipped my head around to see my servant,Kit, beckoning me to come inside. I stole a quick glance downward from my balcony before I went inside. The boy was gone.

Easing into one of my father's tunics he requested for me. I grabbed my dagger and placed it at my waist and my long bow and quivers. Meeting my instructor, Garan, I strode onto the practice field.

“Good morning, my lady.”Garan pulled out his long bow, notching in a quiver and smoothly shot it out. Hitting the dummy on the field.

“Good morning, Garan” I shot a quiver, hitting a dummy in the head, satisfied I redid another shot.

I practiced my archery even after Garan left. For pleasure I took my dagger out and flung it expertly at the dummy. It protruded into the spot its heart would be. I went up to the dummy and retrieved my dagger. Moments later an arrow took place in the slot my daggers blade was, inches from my nose.

I turned, slightly shaken and angry, to face the boy I had seen that same morning. I stode over to him, heat licking up my neck with anger. When I reached him I shot my hand out to slap him but he caught my hand effortlessly.

We stood that way for a moment too long, my wrist in his hand. I brought my fist to get him in the gut. I made contact and the next thing I knew my back is facing him and my and my arms painfully pinned to my back, chest open and vulnerable.

“You could have killed me!” I screeched, struggling against him.

“But I didn't, did I, my lady,” the boy said above me, his voice seductive, I didn't like his voice at all. His defensive skills were impressive. I took a deep breath and sighed, he didn't kill me and at least he showed some respect by it and by calling me lady. I stopped struggling and he released me.

I turned to face him, contemplating if I should attack again, he saw the plan brewing behind my eyes and shifted ever so lightly to protect himself of any further abuse to his body. I quickly rid myself of the thought, seeing that I would again be put back at his feet in anger and humiliation. I looked at him, his golden hair in his face and his gray eyes gazing upon my flushed face. His strong structure and seemingly sculpted lips were none other than perfect. This boy was impossibly handsome.

“I am princess Libbia Levington. Forgive me for my rudeness in fighting you,” I curtly said, Bowing slightly, lying through my teeth. The boy swiftly took my hand, “I am prince Matthew Creg. Forgive me for my rudeness in startling you.” he gently kissed my hand, small and slightly shaking. I could only hope that he did not notice.

“Prince?” I said, “Prince of whom?”

“Prince, my lady, of Shaddin”

I was only 10 when I met him, now I stand before a mirror in a deep purple gown. My mouse brown curls bounced and shined at my shoulders the rest atop my head. The purple dress was tight and fitted my curves perfectly, but I am still not used to all this dress up nonsense my father puts me through, so I felt a bit uncomfortable. The design on the dress was lovely and it brought out my usually frightening eyes the color of blue. A deep blue, unnatural, as some call it. Beautiful and mysterious, as Matthew said to me. I smiled and twirled in my dress.

I turn 16 today. I dances and twirled, a pair of arms gathered me, I looked up to find Prince Matthew of Shaddin readied for my party. I playfully kissed his cheek and he kisses mine. A friendly exchange.

“Why you look ravishing today, my lady,” Matthew said, spinning me.

“Oh please, my prince, you look equally as handsome as I.”

“You know that's a lie,” he growled. We laughed and I punched him in the gut and ran off listening to his laughter as he chased after me.

People were coming into my father's castle and into the Great Ballroom. Hours later Prince Matthew and I where dancing to the fast music, twirling, swinging, laughing. Many people thought us as a couple, or even lovers but really we were best friends, like sister and brother. Matthew was kicked out of his own country and he wanted to get away from his father, as far as he could get, so he came here to the Fray. My father's kingdom. My father welcomed him with open arms and treated him as his own. At first I was deeply shy and intimidated of Matthew but I warmed up and talked with him more and played with him more as we grew up.

~~~

Libby Levingtom sat on a chair on her balcony outside her bedchambers, running a silver brush through her mouse brown hair. The Autumn breeze wrapping her slender body with a welcoming chill. Libby looked out among her father's kingdom. A vacant look on her face, soon enough she will be summoned my her father's squire to remind her of the grand dinner tonight. She was not the least bit pleased with going.

“Lady?” Quipped Libby's servant Felicity.

“Yes?” Libby's pink lips moved smoothly with her voice.

“Pardon me for interrupting. I must prepare you for tonight's dinner.”Libby simly nodded, annoyed with her father's dinners. Even Libby's mother, the Queen, enjoyed it.

After being cleaned and clothed in a gorgeous gown, Libby stood in front of a mirror. Her brown hair in curls at her shoulders, some of it tied behind her head as a wreath, a deep blue jewel hung at the base of her throat, a gift from her father when she had turned sixteen, not too long ago. The light green dress she wore, was simple yet extravagant on her. It cut low on the lacy bodice and hugged her body comfortably.

Libby took a moment to study her face, her lips stained red for tonight and her eyes some how grabbed her attention, the unnatural color of her blue eyed portrayed shock in most men. Libby blicked and sighed. For the first time that day, she left her room to join her father and the poor Lord, Duke, or Price he thought worthy of her hand in marriage.

Gliding through her father's castle Libby thought of an excuse to leave tonight's dinner, a headache, she supposed but felt as if she has over used that one, bellyache? Overused. With a huff Libby limply pushed open the door and strode in with a false smile on her face.

“Why,my father, what charming lord have you brought to my feet this time?” Libby said, looking at her father, his green eyes joyful and his golden hair shining underneath his gold crown like a halo.

“Only the best, my sweet. The best in all my kingdom of the Fray!” he boomed where he sat the the end of the Great Table.

“You're too modest, my King, please, I'm not the best in the Fray.” A deep velvet like voice mused behind Libby. She whirled around, her curls spreading out, to face a handsome yet dark boy of about seventeen winters. The dark boy grabbed hold of her right hand and gently kissed her fingers, “my lady.” he whispered seductively, as hid gray eyes looked up at her from her tingling finger tips.

Libby could feel the heat licking at her neck and face. The young lord smiled slightly, she saw, before she strode down the length of the Great Table to sit next to her father, soon after the lord sat next to her. Almost immediately the rest of the quests flowed in like a rushing river, taking seat after seat until the Great Table was filled the room was loud with the voices of those who sat at it. Libby could feel the presence of the lord next to her as she sipped her wine carefully. To her left her father stood up and the Great Hall quieted, Libby whispered a thanks to God for reliving her from a monstrous headache for later.

“Fellow friends of the Fray and beyond, I welcome you to the Great Dinner tonight to present my daughter, Princess Libby, and her guest, Prince Matthew of Shaddin!” The Great Hall erupted with applause as the King gestured for Libby and Matthew to stand. The lord beside Libby stood. He was a prince! Not a lord, Prince of Shaddin, lord Price has come a long way to the Fray to see Princess Libby.

After her father's embarrassing introduction, Libby faced Prince Matthew. Her blue eyes wide with curiosity, she met his gray eyes and almost gasped at the intensity of his gaze, she blinked.

“Lord Prince, forgive me for staring,I- my manners have slipped for the moment,” Libby flustered, she stared at her lap instead.

“Forgiven, Lady Libby,” Lord Price said, his seductive voice filling her ears as she savored the sound. Cheeks growing read she sipped at her wine again, the feel of her guest's eyes on her like a cat. Disturbed by being watched like that she glanced at him.

“Please stop watching me like that!” she hissed, locking eyes with him.

“Like what,” He cocked an eyebrow, “my lady?”

“Like I'd kill you the moment you turn your back, Lord Prince.”

“Oh?” He seemed amused. “I see I've distressed you,” He offered no apology, the nerve.

“Yes, Lord Price, you have.” He must have been blind could he not see her fuming, the rudeness irked her.

“I've come a long way to see you, my lady”

“Is that so?” Libby said tersely

“Indeed it is, wonder why I've come to you?”

“Why else? Like all the other fools, to ask for my hand in marriage. Well you can forget it.”

“No my lady.” Libby was taken aback, not here for her hand?

“No?!” Libby instantly closed her mouth, her manners herself seemed to not be present.

“Why else are you here then, Lord Prince?” Libby pressed, anxious about his answer.

“To protect you,” Prince Matthew answered in a tone Libby was displeased of.

“Haven't I enough protection? Prince Matthew? With my father's army at my command to fight to save my life?” Libby narrowed her eyes. She felt uneasy about this Prince Matthew

The End

Start of a science fiction

I was standing next to my step mom when it happened. The lime green light. She looked at me quizzically then frightfully, before she disappeared I looked around the mall; other boys and girls stood alone also. The spot were my step mom once stood was empty and I couldn't believe it.

“What the hell just happened?” said a senior high-school student as she stepped out of the Abercrombie and Fitch store compartment. “ I was,like, just standing next to my mother?” The girl was Tami, her glossed lips where pursed as she glared at everyone as if it was their fault her mom was gone. She obviously didn't realize that our moms or dads, that the adults we all came here with here gone.

Silence responded to Tami, and she didn't like it. The silence was broken by a girl who suddenly burst into tears, the boy next to her put a protective arm around her. Somebody in the sea of teens spoke up, “ This is AWESOME!” His friends around him screamed at the top of their lungs, punching the air and ran around the mall almost everybody followed.

Time to Have Fun

I glanced up at the sound of my dorm room door creaking open.

“Sorry to disturb,” whispered Allen, my roommate.

“No prob.” I smiled warmly and went back to her essay.

“Mr. Miles cramming you with homework?” Allen asked.

“Papers that go miles high!” I chuckled. I put my pencil down, and watched Allen take out her pajamas.

Allen laid down on her bed, looking at the Usher poster tacked on the ceiling above her bed. I sighed and looked at my watch; 10:53 pm. I needed to at least finish my last page of my essay to have it complete before winter break is over. College is fun but for Allen, the boys were funner. I don't really take much interest in boys. It is the boys that take notice in me, Allen does too. She is always trying to get me to wear all this tight things, tight jeans, shirts she even tried to get me to wear makeup... gave me a tutorial on how to use and eyeliner and all that makeup stuff.

The only boy I talked to is my best friend Jeremy. He counted as a guy, but he doesn't like me like that. At least he has never showed anything. Allen thinks that Jeremy is cute, even though she has a perfectly good boyfriend. Jeremy was the only guy I actually liked, but not more than a friend. As I told you I don't take much notice in guys.

“Hmm...break. Allen has an idea!”Allen said, propping her head up with her hand.

“Clara doesn't want to hear if boys are involved.” That was the truth, I didn't want to hear anything about boys at this moment.

“It doesn't”

“Continue.”

“Kay... Trinity is having a holiday bash at her house, wanna come?”

“I'm assuming that this bash is an all girl party,” I said. Allen sighed.

“Um...no,” she finally said.

“Well then I am not going.” I went back to the essay.

“But Clara!” She whined, “Come on, you are not in third grade anymore! Look at you! Your pretty and smart, all guys want you, yet, you hide your self under all that...junk.” Allen looked proud on what she said to me. My responses to all of Allen's party invitations was always the same, “Your type of fun is just a waste of my time.” I snapped and Allen left it like that, me having the last words. Even though she wanted them.

The day of the party arrived and I watched Allen in her silk, expensive, red dress. Only for a moment I wished it was me in that dress. I knew I would have rocked that dress. I wanted to ask Allen if she could pick out a cute outfit as hers so I can join her. But I kept quiet. Turns out I didn't have to ask. Allen was laying out another outfit. A pair of dark, stressed jeans, black heelless boots, black V-neck blouse, and a white vest.

Allen looked at me and threw a piece of paper. I caught it and placed it in my lap. Allen wordlessly stepped out of the door and before she closed it she nodded towards the outfit sprawled out neatly on her bed. “In case you change your mind,” she said and closed the door. I glanced at my alarm clock, it flashed 6:21pm. Then I opened the note from Allen.

5555 Schyler st. (Trinity's)

A couple hours passed and I started to feel board. I had finished my essay and hour ago and I had nothing left to do except read an old book I found laying around. That wasn't the only thing bothering me. The silence. It was giving me a headache. I sighed heavily and turned on the shower. The sound of the running water broke the silence. When the water got warmed up I got in. the next thing I knew I was in front of the mirror in the bathroom with Allen's chosen clothing for me.

I looked incredible. Like a runway model, but that sounded way to full of myself. I opened the drawer and smiled as I found Allen's stash of makeup and gum. I didn't do anything too complicated, in fear that I would end up looking like a clown. I settled with a little blush, a dab of lipstick, and some eyeshadow. Feeling giddy, nervous and satisfied, I took my car keys and walked to my car. Smiling at anyone I passed.

I arrived at the party after spend what seemed like hours finding a parking spot. Everything was lit up with Christmas lights, people were both inside or outside, many with Santa hats or reindeer antlers. A few boys who I knew nodded at me, smiling their faces off. After wandering around Trinity's house Allen found me.

“Clara?” Allen left her boyfriends side and came up to me. “Clara? Is that actually you?” I nodded, Allen was drawing attention to us, people were swerving their heads, their eyes boggling. Allen stared at me. “You did a great job with your makeup! You look...outstanding! Man... you make me feel jealous.” Allen laughed, I glanced around me. Say something! I thought furiously at myself.

“It feels...weird. Being all dressed up like this. I feel like I'm exposed or something, truthfully it feels different.” I felt a tug on my hand, I looked behind me and say Jeremy, looking at me with a grin on his face. I knew that grin, it meant that he liked something. Oh god... not me, oh Jeremy please don't have feelings for me. I pleaded in my head. “Hey you,” he said, pulling me into a hug. I could feel myself blush. Oh god. Not me too. I can't possibly like my best friend! I felt like running and not stopping. Allen left us to be with her own sweetheart, people turned away going back to whatever they where doing. A slow but fun beat filled the room. I recognized it as “Fireflies” by Owl City.

“Wanna dance?” Jeremy asked, his hand reaching towards mine. I slowly nodded blushing even harder as her pulled me close and his hand laid on my waist. We swayed back and forth, twirled, and laughed. By the end of the song I felt so happy. The next song came on and Jeremy and I danced together. We got lots of looks when we bumped into other people dancing but we just laughed and kept dancing. Eventually the songs and laughter died down. Jeremy and I went to the backyard, it was huge, and empty. I would feel worried if I wasn't so pumped up and happy. Out of the blue I broke into a run, laughing crazily, my long hair breezing behind me. Jeremy broke into a run after me. Before long he caught me, and down we fell.

“Oof!” I hit the ground first, Jeremy landed on me but his fore arm caught the ground before he could squish me underneath him. We laughed and then suddenly we stopped. His face came closer to mine, I closed my eyes, waiting, and surprisingly wanting him to kiss me. And he did, short and sweet. He sat up and helped me up.

“Wow,” I breathed.

“I know right?” Jeremy chuckled, “You look like you got hit my a truck.”

“I did! You!” I broke in laughter again. I ran my hand through my hair and brushed off the grass. When we got inside it fell quiet, people stared looking at Jeremy and me, hand in hand. Some smiled, some just stared, and some one whispered, “You guys look like you got ran over by a truck...” Jeremy and I laughed hysterically. Allen got to us and,again, people went back to what they were doing.

When I woke up a week later, with a smile on my face. Allen let me borrow her clothes and as I fixed my bed my cell phone rang, it was Jeremy I felt myself blush and I answered.

“Hullo?”

“Hey girl, wanna come out of your room for a moment?” He asked

“Sure.” I hung up and opened it, and sure enough there he was. Looking more handsome than ever, naturally I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed. He looked into my eyes. “I love you,” he whispered.

“I thought you would never say that.” I told him and lunged into a kiss again. Melting into his arms. Never thinking I would want anyone else.

Story

Another very old story, 2 years ago.

Adrian and I have been friends ever scene we where born. Our mom's know each other and would put us in our little play pin and I would hit Adrian on the head with my rattle. I liked Adrian and me Lila Hendrik is not going to let some boy get in the way of how I felt about Adrian. “Lila? You okay? You look tense,” Adrian said “ you want to talk?” I looked up from my book. I noticed I was gripping it tight from the red indents imprinted on my hand. Thinking is really hard work. “Uh, I'm, uh fine why?” I said. Adrian put his arm around my shoulder. He only does that when he knows something is wrong. I leaned against him feeling warm. It was sunny out, it felt like summer even though it was 3 weeks away. Adrian and I would go to the watter park on the summer weekends because we have passes to go for free, thanks to my dad who is rich. Adrian kissed my head. I know he loves me he just won't admit it. I looked up to him. “So, what do you want to do?” I asked. Adrian looked at me and said in a deep voice “i don't know my lady! How's bout a walk to the park?” “Okay sir.” Once we got to the park I sat on the swing and sat there. Adrian placed his hands behind his back and walked towards me. I looked up from the dirt. Adrian was nowhere to be seen. I searched every where but not getting up from the swing. Every thing was so quiet. It took me a minute (witch seemed like and hour) to figure out he was behind me. I jumped off the swing, turned around,screamed then laughed. It was Adrian. He had snuck up behind me and scared me witch for some reason made me laugh.

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“Elstupido!! Wake up! Time to get ready for school. Just because your 15 doesn't mean you can stay up all night at the park!” screeched my lil' sister,May. She is 12 and is jealous because she thinks Adrian is my boyfriend. “uhhhh!!” I groaned I got up and took a quick shower. The bus came early and I was always early so I didn't miss the bus. The back was deserted so I went to sit there. I poped open my book wondering where Adrian was. He goes to my school and always rides the bus, In fact he gets on the same stop as my because he's my neighbor. I sat all alone then something hit me on the head. It was a note.

hi its me!! remember? You and I hung out at the park last night watching the stars on the grass next to me! ; D

My face turned red and I gasped when I saw Adrian right next to me. He leaned over and kissed my lips so gently and passionate. It felt so good that I forgot I was crabby and grouchy. The kiss lasted a longish time and we kinda made-out. My mind was flashing with fireworks even after the kiss. He gave me another note and kissed me again on the cheek.

I hope you liked that kiss.=D It worked up all my courage to do that. I love you Lila and NOTHING is going to change that. Love ya! ^-^

Adrian Park

I thought about Adrian during homeroom until Mr.Kip announced that we have a new student in homeroom. Trixy eagerly looked up expecting something good from a new student. Trixy is a popular-cute-chick magnet period. She has EVERYTHING you girls would want, she has big boobs not lil' pokies, actual breasts. I don't have pokies but not big boobs. Pretty soon she'll be the incredible hulk with big incredible boobs! She is very popular with the girls and the guys. I'm very pretty too I just have a lot of crushes I don't like. I think I'm too nice sometimes. A beautiful girl came into homeroom. She was tall and very girly looking but very cute looking. When she saw Adrian she winked at him. Great heres the trouble! I thought. The girl looked at me and smiled, a cold icy smile. I didn't give her a smile. Adrian looked a cross the isle to me. I think he saw my worried expression because he instantly started writing a note. Mr.Kip said her name was Brook and came from California. Nice. I got the note from Adrian and I noticed that Brook was sitting next to me. GOD I DONT WANT TO SIT NEXT TO YOU, YOU FLIRTY LIL B****! I screamed in my head. “Would you please let me read the note when you are done?” Brook asked. “ no.” I said. I opened it not caring if Brook read it.

Lila don't worry OK? I love you and you know that no pritty pretty girl will compare to how pretty YOU are. I love you!; D

Adrian Park

“Awww how cute!” Brook said. She looked at Adrian and gave him a thumbs up. She asked me what my name was and things. Brook and I have a lot in common. At lunch I went to my favorite place to eat at the library behind the shelfs where I can't be seen of course Adrian knew. I spotted him coming up and he sat beside me he kissed me and didn't stop until Brook came up and saw us. My face went red and so did Adrian's. “Awww how cute!” Brook said and smiled. I offered her to sit but she just left so I had gone back to my lunch and no one talked until Adrian spotted Brook and left without leaving a single crumb on the ledge where he sat. I started crying quietly but then it came to my-eyes-are-watering-a-lot-I-need-to-go-to-the-bathroom-and-fix-that. I put on some make- up and was still crying so I missed 4^th period. During 5^th period I walked in and plopped in the back seat where there was an open spot. I saw Brook and Adrian siting next to each other. A tear streamed down my cheek. I poped open a book to hide my face. Mrs.Marigold is the most awesome teacher in high school. She waled up to me, “Lila, is everything okay?” I looked up, “yeah why? I'm just reading.” “Oh well we are working on the English assignment you got last week” Mrs.Marigold walked away and I worked on my English assignment. A note plopped on my lap there was no ones name on it but the letters SA.

Hey I hope every thing's okay! You don't know me that much but I heard Adrian P. loves Brook K. and I've always had a huge crush on you.>.< sorry it took so long to tell you but still I do love your looks babe! : )

Blake Stern (high school jockey)

I look to my right and look at Blake who's staring at me with a red face. He is the best quarter back in the sweet grove's foot ball team the Lions. He is popular and all the girls want to go out with him... they'd even die to even be seen with him. I smile at him and places the note in my backpack.

On the bus I sat in the back seat and cried my heart out. No one was in the back so it was okay to wail but not too loud. How could he do this to me? I thought he LOVED me but...but... my thoughts trailed off thats when it got out of control. I took some tissues I brought and wiped my tears away. I got off my stop and walked home I saw Adrian and he saw me. Adrian called to me but I just started to run. My backpack was not as full as a semi truck so it was easy to run.

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When I got home I looked in the bathroom mirror and my cheeks where tear stained so I took a shower. But even still, there where red marks where my tears fell. I look like I got scratched. I took a deep breath,sighed then walked out to find something to wear. “AAAHHH!” I screamed as I saw Adrian in my room. I had to grab my towel to keep from falling down as I ran into my room to hide from him. Adrian tried to grab me but his hand slipped off my slender wrist. I slammed the door. I quickly put in my robe and flopped on my bed. Tears streamed down my face. I felt someone pick my up and put me on their lap. I hiccuped. “shh... its okay. I'm here now...it's all okay” being in Adrian's arms made me feel sick as I thought gee, Brook was probably in his arms too. I pulled away. I flopped down on the bed again facing the ceiling. My tears now streamed down to my ears. I looked at Adrian's lips. I touched my own. My lips where wet. Adrian looked at me. I hiccuped again. He smiled. I didn't. I just looked at him. Kiss me and I will forget every thing. I looked into his eyes deeply. His expression was hard to read. I just looked. At everything I didn't notice before. He leaned his hand slid underneath me. I parted my lips as if to say something. Then I found my voice. “don't kiss me. Especially since you love someone else.” I could tell my lips where quivering. “you can stop pretending now, I know you never loved me in the-” he pressed his lips softly against mine. I don't know how he does it but it makes you be under some spell. I did not move for a second until he pressed harder against me. I kissed him back harder. He pulled away. “ you really need to stop telling lies you know.” He said. Adrian kissed me again. He parted his lips. I followed. And well I don't want to tell you the rest.

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A month went by. Adrian and I are still not a couple but we are a big hit in the school. Brook is also my best friend. Her and Adrian explained what was happening when the where hanging out with each other. They where talking about me!! at first I was mad, but they said that Adrian was asking for advise on how he should react and kiss me.( god you should of seen Adrian's face when Brook said that!!). And so life goes on. I still love Adrian and all that now. But he still is a butt head sometimes.

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I was looking at Adrian and he glanced at me and smiled. I smiled back and started writing at note. I glanced at him. He was writing too. A note plopped on my desk. I read.

Lila,

hey can you hang out later at the mall after the bell rings?

-Bee

I wrote back

Yeah.

Another not plopped on my desk.

You can come to the park with me right. Like when we where kids?

Can't I'm going to the mall with Bee... sorry

He looked at me with his puppy dog eyes and stuck his lower lip out. I sighed. “After I go to the mall okay? I really need new clothes.” I looked at him and smiled. He scoffed and laughed at the same time.

“ Adrian are you having a hard time reading” asked Ms.Flurtoch

“uh...mm yeah sorta, I don't get why Eliza likes Drake after he explicitly told her that he'd rather die than be in live with her.” Adrian said we where reading some weird drama and he was my partner so we got the romance novels.

“Uh....yes about that. Well you will have to read on to find out why.....” she turned around and went to the front of the room.

During lunch I stared at Adrian. He was like no other boy when he ate he was sloppy and gross. He would mix his applesauce and ketchup together as if it was wiped cream and ice cream put together. Then he would eat it. I usually went to the library and snuck a granola bar in there and read some sappy romance novel.

Brook swung around my hidden bookshelf and plopped down next to me. “found you!” she said.

“whats up?” I asked

“um...nothing” she picked at her skirt.

“'um,nothing??' what kind of reply is that?!”

“well I was wondering on how much clothes you have.. oh! And money.”

“well...not much clothes, and I have about 30 dollars in birthday money...” I shut the book I was reading.

Brook sorta flicked her hair back and looked at me.

“well then. I'll be buying your clothes. And there is nothing you can do about it!” she got up and skipped away.

I sat there looking helpless (and sounding helpless) as I screamed “no wait! Brook! You can't”!

She turned around, her glossy blonde hair swished around her face. “Yes I can!” then she prances off.

Just the One for Me

Old story I did about a year ago.

Jeremy

When will I find true love? I thought.”God! Something always gets in the way!” I screamed,grunting while unlocking the front door to my house. I stomped into the kitchen. “Honey is that you?” asked my mom from the laundry room. “Yeah! I'm home.” I replied. “ Really? Well I need you to go to the store and get some stuff for me.” she said as she walked in the kitchen. She handed me a piece of paper with some money. I sighed heavily. As I walked out the door I calmed down a bit, partly because of the cool breeze and the peacefulness but mostly because I was out of the house.

At the store I bought everything on the list, and some things for me too. On the way home I spotted a moving truck in front of Mr. Tualafore's house. The sign that once said 'for sale' said 'sold' in big red letters. On the top on the door frame on the house I read “The Kerstin” I kept walking on home. When I walked in side the house my mom was out. I put the groceries on the counter of our big house. Our house has two levels, my room is upstairs. It's usually a mess. Only when I have friends on over I clean my room. My dad walked in the kitchen with me, helping me unload the stuff. “ The Complainers are moved out finally” I told my dad. He just went on unloading the groceries. I sighed, took my bag of things and ran upstairs.

I woke up just in time for my alarm to go off. I jumped in the shower, threw on some clothes, ate a pop tart,teased my little sister, and went off to catch the bus. I was usually the first one on the bus, and it is along ride to Timberwood High. The yellow bus stopped, I got on and gasped. In my seat was the most beautiful girl in history. I studied her as I walked down the isle. She had the most beautiful beach blond hair, which she wore in sexy waves that fell down her slender shoulder. Shes more beautiful than my ex-girlfriend. I thought. She was skinny but not anorexic skinny, more like she works out a lot skinny. I sat next to her. “ oh...hi” she stuttered. “ hi... uh, my name is Jeremy” I stuttered “ You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to” she said avoiding my eye. “ No!no,no,no,no,no! I do want to talk to you! I mean who wouldn't?” I said chuckling. Her chin started quivering. “ Did I do it??!!!” tears rise in her soft green eyes. I placed my arms around her. She buried her cute face in my shoulder. When she finished crying she explained that I reminded her of her ex-boyfriend and that he broke up with her. She talked, I talked, we both talked. Her name is Laycee, and she is the one who moved into the complainers house . I told her about my life and she nodded her head as she listened.

2 months later...

It was 3^rd period and I was looking at Laycee. Wow she is soo hot when she's thinking. I wonder if she'll go out with me... I looked at her so intensely I think it burned holes on her gorgeous face. Math is not my favorite subject but Laycee did not seem to be having troubles. I love how she sings. I thought, remembering how she sang to me. It was soft, like an angel's voice. The passing time bell rang, every one in the classroom started to move and gather their things but I just sat there. Laycee got out of her chair and threw a note to me. I caught it in between two fingers. I opened the piece of paper.

Jeremy,

can you come to my house today after school? I wanna show you something.

I love you

Lacee Kerstin

I looked at the door way. Gone. I quickly wrote a note back.

Lacee,

yeah I can come on over but I have to show you a great skill I have on girls. So when I'm over try not to fall for me. ;D E-mail me at Jeremy_The_Man@Sunn.evp . Luv ya

I walked out of the class and ran into my ex, Wendy Goodman. She licked her lips and stared at me. Her eyes pleading. “Jeremy I want you to kiss me... one more time. I miss your soft kisses.” she said quietly. She grabbed my arm pulling me close. “I miss you.” she said . I felt a soft grip on my waist. Laycee poped out from behind me, she slid in front me. Pushing Wendy's arm away. She got on her toes and kissed me on the lips. Very softly.

Laycee puled away before I got more worked up with her, and walked towards Wendy with a smug expression on her face. Laycee faced her. “I'm sorry, but the last time I heard you broke up with Jeremy. Yet, here you are hitting on him. Well I'm telling you now. Stay away from him. He does not want you. He wants someone else.” Laycee took my hand and we walked out of the school doors. She turned towards me, she had the most weird expression on her face. “uh... Laycee, we do still have 4^th period... in case you didn't know....” I spoke out. She turned her face and slowed down. “ lets play hooky today. I planed doing this anyway.” she shifted her hand in mine so our fingers twined together. I blushed. “i thing your the one falling for me.” she said.

We walked around the neighborhood. When we where at her house we went inside. “uh...” I started until I heard Laycee say “my mom went back to Nevada to pick up some of our things we kinda left behind. She wont be back until tomorrow, and my dad is at work.” she tugged at my hand as we walked towards the back of her house. It was huge!!! I've looked at her house before. From the outside I mean but wow! This neighborhood isn't cheap and the rooms we passed through where filled with antiques and famous paintings. Like a museum or something. Seconds later I found myself stumbling out her back door and into the warm sunlight.

I stared at the back of her head as she ran griping my hand as if i'll run away or something. I thought about stopping and asking her where the hell we where going but I thought that would be very rude. When we stopped I looked around and we where in the woods. Like the one in my backyard I looked at her face, she was smiling. I laughed and sat on a log that was at my feet. The moment I sat down I knew I probably shouldn't have because I fell right in... Kirsten laughed and laughed