...You're late? I texted her like a gazillion times but i haven't received a reply. So I walked through the streets hoping she's any where near. I looked up my watch. "Oh my gosh! The show's about to start in 10 mins.!" If i know she's been at the bar again or dating some bad a** girls who only want her just because she's pretty, beautiful and rich. And incredibly hot. She always brags about it. But they don't love Yuri. What's real in her. If only she could see me. Ugh. What am I saying? I'm her friend I shouldn't thnk anything like this. Someone touched my leg. "Aaaaaaaah!" "Hey Fany! What are you doing huh? Over thinking again?" "Uhm.. No.. Aish.. Where have you been? Where almost late! Everyone's been looking for you. Come on!" "Yeah yeah. Mianhae" Then she kissed me lightly on my cheek. I think i blushed a bright pink. She always does this to me but why... She suddenly grabbed my hand breaking me away from my thoughts. "Yah! Stop overthinking! Do it again later!" ------------- "Wew! Thank God it's done." Yuri exclaimed exhaustedly. "Where were you at again last night huh?" "I've been to heaven haha :D" She touched my butt. "Pervert!" I blushed again. Oh Yul. "Oh jagiya why are you blushing?" "Hmpf." "Are you mad? Oh don't be. You should already know how much I love you even though i have all these girls." "No. You love them more than me." So here we are...
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...day of class and I already want to go home. You want to know why? I don’t know either. I just don’t feel like going to class today, but I have to. I went to my first class. And guess what? The teacher was boring me to death. I wished this semester was over because of her. I sighed. Then someone from behind me tapped my shoulders. “Yes?” I said as I turned to look at the person. Oh, a girl. “Sighing on the first day? That’s not good.” Then she smiled. Okay. That was weird. I was like ‘are we close or something?’, though I didn’t tell her that straight to her face. I just laughed. I’m not good with talking to girls, especially those who are prettier or cuter than me, even though I’m a girl too. I get intimidated by them. I’m the kind of girl that’s more comfortable with guys. “Is there someone sitting beside you? Is it okay if I sit there?” “It’s okay, I don’t mind” “Thank you!” and then she sat. We didn’t talk the whole time after she sat beside me. Maybe she doesn’t like me. I didn’t want to talk to her anyway. She seemed like a bitch. I sighed again, and then the teacher dismissed us. I was in a hurry to get out of that room but someone tapped my shoulders, again. And it was her, again. “What’s your next class?” she asked. “Its Business Communication, but I still have a 2-hour break before it starts. What about you?” “That’s my next class too; I think we have the same schedule. Mind if I look at your schedule?” “Sure.” Then I gave it to her. After a few scans...
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...found out that her 5 and half month old daughter is dying and she doesn't know what to do or how to react to losing her first born. Let me know your thoughts and any questions or answers that you may have Me:(I sit in the chair and as Cathy walks in I stand up and greet her, I put my hand out for her to shake and tell her my name is Mrs. Lemmers) I say hello Cathy, it is a pleasure to meet you. Cathy:Hi (she looks at me and begins to shake my hand). Me:( I shake her hand and with the other hand I extend my arm out to the chair to show her where sit) Please take a seat right here. Cathy: (she begins to sit down slowly) Me:I understand that you are to talk about your daughter that is dying. Cathy:Yes my daughter is dying and she is only 5 and half months old(she throws her hands down and begins to cry). Me: (I grab the tissues and hand her one) Cathy:(she says it slowing) My daughter is dying, My daughter is dying, and I don't know what I am going to do with out her in my life. Me:(I start to make eye contact with her and my stare becomes more intense, so that way she gets that feeling that I am really listening to her) Can you go into more detail on why you feel that you can't live without her anymore. Cathy: What I mean is that she is my only child, my husband left me and I have nothing else to live for without her in my life. Me:So you are feeling like you have no one else in the world that you need to live for or live without(I begin to nod...
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...since I went to Ariana's house. We haven't been back to each other's house yet, but today we're going out to a spot of mine where I usually go to sit and think, nobody ever goes down there, so I decided to go there. I think I'm starting to warm-up to Ariana. I'm more talkative with her now, but I still try to put on a tough guy act even though I think she see's straight through it. I'm not used to opening up to anyone, especially a girl. It just doesn't happen, I don't want to fall in love. What's the point of falling in love? It never works out, you either break up, divorce or someone dies. It all ends in heartbreak and from my experience with love, it doesn't look good. My parents were in love once, now look at them. Ariana's parents were in love now and her dad left them. It just doesn't seem like a fun thing....
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...The only one And then it happened. She looked at me. She looked me deep in the eyes. It was one of those days she had her beautiful yellow dress on and had untied her gorgeous dark brown hair. I remember that day they had teased her, and she had sat on my bed, at my home and cried. They can be really silly sometimes. She didn’t do anything, yet she got her hair clipped off on the left side. And even when she was half bald, she looked like she always do, perfect! But now, she stands here and looks at me. It’s like all the things she did to me just disappears. All the bitter words she had been standing and shouted at me, they all just disappear. Her eyes are shining as if there were several million stars in them. So what if she was one of them? They think they know her. They think she is like them, but they don’t know that once she was mine. Maybe she’s handing around with them, and maybe her new boyfriend is one of them, but they do not know her. They do not know that she prays every night. They do not know why she wears a necklace I gave her. They don’t even know that I gave her that necklace. I know what she sees every time she closes her eyes. She looked down, and then up at me again. I know she will do it all over for the last time. But how cans a broken heart broke again? I would do anything to see her smile, just one more time. She thinks they are her friends because they are sitting around her. But she believes in everything. She believes in the three words no matter...
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...The one person I look up to the most is my mother. She is a very hardworking and caring mom who is always there for me when I need her. Every time I have a problem or have a bad day, she is the person that makes everything better. I know I can trust her with anything, and to me that’s one characteristic that is very important. My mother has always given me wise advice. She has taught me so many things that will help me through life. She has always told me to stand up for what I believe in and not let others persuade me. She is always faithful and always there to listen. I know I can always count on her with anything. `One characteristic that stand out the most is her caring attitude toward us. She puts us children first in front of herself. Always making sure we are having a good day, and having food on the table when we come home. She has always helped me with school and I can remember when I was younger she would stay up all night helping me study for all my tests for school the next day. I remember a time when I was in middle school; I was having a lot of difficulty with my friends. They would constantly start drama and I would be in tears coming home from school. My mom was the one person who would give me the best advice on how to deal with the situation she would always be there to tell me everything is going to be okay. She has even helped me out with my hard breakups with boyfriends. She is the one person that knows when something is wrong. Recently, I just broke up with...
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...of all, a new school. Sadly I finished unpacking yesterday so I'm going to school today, why can't I stay home again? "Scarlet! Come down or you'll miss breakfast!" My mum calls from downstairs; I take one more look at my choice of outfit before going to the kitchen and eating my breakfast. "Where's dad?" I look up at my mum to see her over happy face, how can she be so happy about this? "He's gone to work; a different job means a different schedule." I don't question anymore as I finish my food, kiss my mum and little sister and run out the door. I get to school and head to the principal’s office, the woman at the desk lets me in and the principal stares me down. "Welcome Scarlet, here is you new class schedule, I have also assigned a buddy to help you get around the school." Before I know what's happening I'm out the office and facing a boy a little taller than me. "Hey." Man I'm awkward around new people, he doesn't look up as he whispers a small hello and walks off. I run after him and silently follow into a class room, he sits down and I get the feeling he doesn't like me. Too bad, the only open seat is next to him, I walk over and the teacher starts talking about random stuff. As the teachers going on and on I decide its best to at least have my 'buddy' half like me, so I write a note and slide it over to him, luckily he has a look and writes back. Me: what's your name? Him: Ben, yours? Me: Scarlet. Him: like red. Me: yeah, call me red if you want. Him: really...
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...you lie part two I didn’t stop doing it. It wasn’t just in my head but also outside my head. It wasn’t just me who had crazy thoughts, but it really happened. I couldn’t help it. In the few seconds every each time I let myself get carried away and let myself do that to her, I never thought about what I did. I just did it. I can’t explain why. I've lost counts of how many times I've done it to her and I'm sorry, but I don’t think she's aware of it. I had lost my mind. I maybe seemed insane. Maybe people would call me a masochist, but I couldn’t help it. It wasn’t because I didn’t love her, because I did. Maybe I did it because I loved her. I loved her too much. I thought several times about whether she thought I was crazy, and when my mind said that she thought it, it made me want to hurt her even more. But it wasn’t her voice speaking, it was my mind. She thought I was evil, and maybe I was, but I wish that I could do it over again. I hope that she knew that I never wanted to hurt her in that way and I never wanted to kill her even though I said I would if she left me. When I said that I would kill her if she left me, I was afraid. I was lost without her, without her I was nothing. I was just a psycho masochist. Our relationship grew stronger, but not healthier. Together, we could move mountains. Together, we would live forever, but if I were alone I wouldn’t make it. I continued holding on you physically and mentally, because I could not without you. I couldn’t live life...
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...thirties/early forties. Dennis - A cleaner in his late thirties/early forties. Scene I - The sifting room of a small London flat. (There are two chairs by a coffee table, and a few books scattered around. The other items in the room - clock, vacuum cleaner, television etc - are old, tatty and cheap. Dennis is sitting flicking through a book. To stage-right is the front door of the flat, leading to the communal corridor. Archie enters stage-right, in the corridor, paces for a moment, and then stops outside the door of the flat. He takes a breath, lifts his hand, and knocks. Dennis looks up, evidently not expecting anyone. He puts his book down and answers the door.) Archie: (Quickly, nervously) Hello! Dennis: Hi. (Beat) Yes? Archie: Erm... I think... I better come in. Dennis: Why? Archie: I just... ought to. It’s important, really. May I? Dennis: Erm I... 0k. (They walk into the flat.) Archie: Oh. A nice place you’ve.., got. Good view isn’t it? Dennis: If you like concrete I suppose. Take a seat. Archie: Thank you. Well, I’d better introduce myself l’m Archie. Dennis: Dennis. Archie: Good. (Dennis looks slightly puzzled.) Archie: You live alone? Dennis: Yeah, it’s only a one-person flat y’know, I couldn’t... too small you see. Archie: Ah quite, quite. But cozy. One gets tired of having too much space sometimes...
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...My Life When I Met Danny This is how my story goes. I was talking to a friend of mine and she had basically knew how much heart ache by all the guys who I have been dumped by or have been cheated on with or even who I was stupid enough to have sex with and they dumped me after. Well she had given me this guy’s number and told me to give him a call. Well I figured what could it hurt to give him a call. Well he and I talked for three hours trying to get to know each other and we figured that we should meet. Well we were going to meet up on his day off but I couldn’t wait to see him and meet him so I asked my friend to take me to his work when he was working cause I was so excited to meet him. So she and I went there and I was asking her which guy he was. She pointed at him and said this is the guy. He didn’t know that I was the woman he talked to on the phone. So I saw him and instantly I knew he was the one for me. I honestly told my friend that I would never find another one for me. So when I walked up to him it seemed like his eyes lit up and he was so excited that I was the one he met. Well I knew that I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life or so I thought. Well we started dating and to be honest he and I had sex on our first date and it was amazing. I love him and knew that he was the one once we had a little more time to meet and hang out face to face to get to know each other better. I knew that he wasn’t going to hurt me. Well I was told that he was only 27...
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...Group 2 Setting: Horror Story Knock! Knock! “Are you Sisa N. Dara?” Sisa nodded her head at the flick of a second. “ There were witnesses saying that you were the last person seen with Sasa N. Dok. Would you mind, sharing something us miss?” the police said. Sisa started crying her lungs out at the sound of Sasa's name. “ It's been a few days. A week maybe since I last talked to her. And I'm still in grief about what happened,” She was sobbing over her words, “ Actually I'm still wearing our friendship bracelet she gave me. I still can't believe that she's gone.” she added. “ Calm down Miss, we would just like to ask you if you know anything that can be related to what happened and why it happened?” The Police asked. Sisa was still sobbing over words and said, “ I really don't know what happened Sir, I just heard that she was dead and could hardly believe it. The police knew that they wouldn't be getting any information from Sisa so they said that they left, leaving Sisa to reveal her true self. She was laughing crazily all by herself, telling herself, “ I am such a good actress, I should've pursued my dream to become a movie actress,” she was giggling at her thoughts and kept on murmuring to herself as she approached a framed picture of Sasa and her, “Poor, poor Sasa, you should've knew from the start that I was the right girl for Salbakuta but you were stubborn and selfish, now look what happened, you're totally out of the picture.” Sisa continued chuckling to herself...
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...Brittany I would of never thought that she would inspire me as much as she has. She has had a huge impact on my life and how I look at things today. She is a strong person and I look up to her up and her accomplishments and always will. Brittany is self-motivated, trustworthy, and a caring person. Brittany has shown me that if you really want something in life, you have to push yourself and have confidence in yourself. She has taught me that having confidence in myself is very important and that you have to strive for what you want in life. When she was in high school, I looked up to her the most because I wanted to be just like her. I wanted to be in clubs, make good grades and be outgoing like her....
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...an amazing feeling believe me there is This one amazing girl that I just constantly can’t get my mind off of her like I adore her to much I won’t say no name but there is a story behind this whole thing but if only I could remember the beginning oh well…let’s start with how I met her so it all started in high school sophomore year 2013 I went to a school called Blu Ford High School where everything at that school wasn’t what you call paradise I mean everyone was happy and excited that they get to see their friends and stuff but I wasn’t really interested in all that stuff I was restraining myself from caring about school and education high school was like a child’s playground to me but that all change in a matter of seconds after seeing that one person a girl I adore honestly I didn’t know how to keep my composure because she was really amazing I mean she was gorgeous in every type of way she was a light-skinned girl with nice hair, great personality, and etc. but truth be told we started out not being friends because I didn’t know her, and I didn’t really want to make the effort on doing so but one day she was sitting outside on the lunch table with her friends, the same table that I was sitting on but we made no eye contact no communication whatsoever it was just awkward just being there and not saying anything especially since I has a crush on her or whatever but it’s totally fine but anyways during that awkward silence I decide to talk to her by saying “Hey, how you doing...
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...Short Story Rough Draft The boys are standing outside the ship, when I arrive. There‘s Jack and Kyle and Justin, my flatmate. Jack spots me as I saunter down the street, towards them. "Look who it is", he says. "It’s the stranger". "Alright lads", I say, weaving through the crowd of massed drinkers on the pavement. "Have a good holiday?". What do you think?”. “Just what we expected”, laughs Jack. “I‘ll see you in a moment“. I walk into the pub and wait at the bar. It’s quite empty in here. There are posters for a band on the wall, who go by the name of The Tonics, a four piece in sharp suits with floppy haircuts, who I decide might be worth checking out later. In a few moments, I’m served, with an ice cold pint of Peroni, and am heading back out onto the street. RINGING IN MY EARS is the unmistakable sound of Hammond organ, which sends a shiver down my back and a buzz into my heart and tells me that the magic carpet ride has just begun. Jack turns, as I rejoin them. “Good time in Ibiza, was it?”, he asks. “Marvellous“. “It’s alright for some”, he says. “Jetting off somewhere hot. Well, you’re looking well on it, I have to say”. “Nice of you to say so”. “Bring me back a tan like that next time you go”. “I’ll see what I can do”. We laugh. It's warm tonight. For England. I stand and sip my lager and survey the scene. Girls are standing, alone and in groups, boys are leaning against the wall, gangs are hanging round, looking for something to take their attention...
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...girlfriend, and I was invited to her house for her birthday party. I bought a gift for her and went to the party. Her house was crowded with a lot of people and I knew a lot of them. I met with her family and friends that I did not know. The party was really nice. There was good music and amazing food. Sonia’s dad walked in the house with a cake. Lets go everybody! It’s time to cut the cake. Everybody gather around and started singing happy birthday song. She cut the cake and gave some to her parents. I was looking for her brother, Dhaval, because I have never met him before. Sonia only told me once that she has a brother, so I did not know what he looked like. I really wanted to meet him. Where is your brother? I don’t wanna talk about him right now. We’ll talk about him some other day. After hearing that, I was very confused. Her brother was like a mystery to me now because Sonia never talked about him, I have never seen him, and he was nowhere to be seen at the party. I was very anxious to know Dhaval and meet him after this incident. After the party was over everybody left, but I stayed for a little bit to help clean up the place. As I was cleaning up, I saw a guy walk down the stairs and go to the kitchen. He looked at me, but did not say anything. I did not know him, so I did not say anything either. Sonia’s mom was in the kitchen and that guy went to the kitchen. I am very disappointed and upset that my son did not come to his own sister’s birthday party. I was very...
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