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[murasakihato]

okay this is the only story of my that i've ever finished...and it isn't perfect...i started this one in 4th grade and finished it in 6th...

“Just the other night I was talking to my friends about this awesome dream I had. It also got me thinking; can dreams really come true? If dreams can come true, then I hope this dream comes true. I want just this one dream to come true. It would be better than all my dreams come true.”

That’s what I wrote two nights ago and I think my dream is coming true! I won’t get too excited just yet. It might just be a coincidence. Well I better get moving or I’ll be late for class. I always keep a journal at school. It’s been a habit ever since my old English teacher wanted us to start a project involving journals at school.

“Sara, wait for me,” Julie called from behind me, “whoa.” I turned to see her get tripped by one of the bullies at our school. We always got picked on because we were poorer than the rest of the kids. Julie and I live in the same house. Our parents know each other. Julie also is my best friend.

“Leave her alone you Helpless little rat,” I helped Julie up. I wasn’t very good at name-calling. So I improvised.

“Hey look, the book worm is helped out by the new ugly duckling,” The kid named Joe shouted out to for every one to hear. His gang consists of four boys and three girls. I only know the one girl’s name and the boys’ names. The girl is the most popular girl in the school, so I learned her name and about her pretty quick. Her name is Raquel Hamilton. The gang leader is Joe he is going out with Raquel’s sister. Brandon is the single guy but he his Joe’s best buddy. Ryan is going out with Raquel’s best friend, and Raquel is going out with the boy of any body’s dream; Kris for short.

“If you ever read the Ugly Duckling you would know that the duckling turned into the most beautiful swan at the end. Looser!” I was getting mad now, but only four minutes to get to my first hour. I going to have to keep this dispute short. “I wouldn’t be late again if I were you,” I added while waving a finger at Joe, “you know what happen when you were.” Everyone laughed. I guess I was getting the hang of the school.

“We will just see about that,” Raquel spitted towards me, “lets go Kris. Humph!” She trotted away like she was a princess. A spoiled princess. Kris did go with her, but he also slipped something into my hand as he went by. I looked at it. It was his number! He wanted me to call!

I told Julie what happen. I had no clue of what to say. I was a mental freak on the way home. Julie knew what to do. She was being stubborn about the giving the info, though. “Julie, please give me some advice. He is the cutest boy in school. Please Julie.”

“I thought you despise all boys who looked like that. Our parents are going to get mad at us if we don’t move our butts home.”

“I’ll call him just before dinner.” We ran all the way home from there. My parent’s work late and so do Julie’s parents. We had enough time to do homework, chores, and get a plan for the call before we had to start dinner. At four o’clock I called him.

“Hello?” came a boy’s voice over the intercom.

“Hi, this is Sara, is Kris there; may I speak with him.” I replied.

“You’re speaking with him. I can’t talk now call in another five minutes. Raquel is just about to leave. Her dad is here to pick her up right now. Talk real soon.” He hung up.

“Well, what did he say? What did he say?” Julie bounced up and down.

“He told me to call back in another five minutes. I’ll wait ten. Give him some time to think of what to say you know.” The ten minutes were the longest part of my life.

“Hello, Kris?” I called him.

“Hey Sara. It is over between Raquel and me. Ryan also broke up with her best friend. We were hoping you two would come with us (Julie is bouncing up and down in the back) to the welcome back Dance.”

“We’d be happy to. Only we need to ask our parents if we can go and they need to talk to your parents. After that we need to get money. ---- SHOOT!!! I forgot! We don’t have any money.”

“No problem I have enough to get us all in except for Ryan he is going to pay for Julie’s ticket and his own. I will pay for ours. Hey, Sara.”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t mean to be rude, but lets not talk during the hallway passing or classes, okay?”

“I understand. Okay, I will give you heads up on the so called date.”

“Thanks. You are the best.”

“Bye, Kris.”

“Bye, Sara; and thanks again for being my date even if you can’t go it still makes me happy you said yes.” I hung up the phone. I was a little creped out, because that is what happened in the beginning of my dream. That soon came to past. I needed to call our parents and quick. I called and talked and got them convinced that we can go as long as they can drive us there. They promised not to pick us up.

The rest of the week went by fast. I told Kris what my parents said and he liked the idea of having a walk together. We had a few chats after that. We only talked over the phone for fifteen minutes then Julie talked to Ryan for fifteen minutes. We only could talk that long because of a phone bill would kill us. I wish my parents got better jobs. In my dream they got the jobs of there dreams offered to them and they better accept.

The weekend brought a big surprise that I some what was expecting to happen. My parents got offered their jobs with very good pay and times. It was (literally) a dream come true to them and myself. It also brought one big troublemaker. RAQUELL!!! She came over and shouted:

“You stole my boyfriend! You are such a freak. You stay away from Kris you hear! He is mine! If I catch you any where near him I will-----GGGRRRRRRRRRRRR.” She looked at me with two big swollen eyes that had too much mascara on them that her eyes looked like oil was leaking like a car.

“I think you need a check up,” I replied and slammed the door on accident. The house was not real easy to predict. We always have to be careful and that was one time I didn’t care if I was careful or not. She was mean so I get to do that to her once at least. I knew it wasn’t right though. I opened the door back up to say I was sorry, and the most amazing thing happened. She was yelling at Kris who was in my bush by my house, listening.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you, Sara, when it was his fault,” she was pointing to Kris, “he was the one who gave you the number. He was the one who won’t go to the Dance with me. Have a great time with this fraud, Sara. Tootles.” Then she stormed off to her house around the corner. Yeah, that’s how close we are to Raquel.

I wasn’t surprise about her crying about Kris. I was surprise to see Kris on the verge of tears though. I didn’t know what to say or do until I realized Julie had nudged, no, pushed me forwards toward Kris. Julie knew what was going on. Don’t ask how she knows she just does. She’s just a good observer, I guess.

“Are you okay, Sara? She can be very loud and stubborn some of the time. She really is a sweet girl in the inside. It’s just her friends who make her so bratty.” Kris said while a tear ran down his face. I didn’t understand why he was going to cry. Then he looked right at me, his blue eyes made me feel warm and fuzzy all over. His blonde hair whipping in the lightest breeze. I was about to faint. Then my dream flashed before my eyes. We kissed.

“Sorry,” I said bashfully, “I couldn’t help my self. You were just there about to cry.” Then my parents pulled up in the driveway.

“Who would like to go see a movie? Hey, who’s this young fellow kissing my daughter.” My dad didn’t mind me kissing boys as long as Julie was near. “Would you like to come with us?” he added, “I let you two sit behind us.” I couldn’t tell if my dad was being nice because he saw us kissing or if he saw he was crying.

Kris got the answer first, “I would love to, but I need to call the old folks.” Wrong thing to say, I thought. My dad only laughed.
He called his parents and it was an official date. We got half way through the movie when I started to panic. What if he didn’t like that kiss? What if he won’t talk to me ever again? I won’t be able to go on with out him. How could any one? He is just the perfect person.

The movie was finished. He waited until most of the people left before he got up and offered to help me get up. Then I had to ask him.

“Will you be my boyfriend?” I asked as quickly as I could then I couldn’t help myself. I bolted off. I was crying and thinking why did I have to spoil his day. Once again my dream flashed right before my eyes. I still didn’t stop. “Whoa!” I fell and hurt my ankle real bad. I couldn’t get up. That’s when I saw who tripped me. Joe did. Then he kicked up a rock, which made my vision go bad.

“Ugly duckling, you hurt my girlfriend. Want to explain what you did? Or do I need to explain it for you? You stole her old boyfriend. We don’t.” He got cut off.

“Leave her alone! She didn’t do any thing to you.” It was Kris. He came to pick me up. “You’ll be okay, Sara?”

“My leg hurts and I can’t seem to focus on anything.” Every thing became like my dream. I knew my dream was coming true. I smiled and then conked out.

The next thing I knew I was in a car in a lap being talked to softly by a boy’s voice. I couldn’t figure out who it was until he said, “Hey Mr. Danural, she is waking up. I should go home now.” It was Kris.

“Don’t leave!” I tried to shout but could only make out a whisper. He turned and smiled. Then he said, “I love you, Sara. I will come over tomorrow to see how you are doing.” My vision was straight long enough for me to see he had gotten into a big fight. He was crying and bleeding, laughing, and smiling all at the same time. I loved him, also.

“I love you, too!” I managed to shout to him as he went out my car door; but boy, was that the wrong idea, it made me have the worst headache ever. I was going to see him tomorrow.

He came the next day. We talked, but never on the subject that got me into this mess. When he left he left a little kiss on my forehead. Then announced, “Julie told me about your dream. I’m going to do my best to make it come true. Oh, I think you are a little behind on your journal. Here you are. You won’t be able to go to school tomorrow. So, I will bring every thing you miss to you tomorrow. Let’s be happy you won’t miss two more days.” He waved good-bye, and so did I.

Monday was the slowest day I every came to. The only time it went fast was when I was asleep. Kris came and brought my stuff and help Julie and I get it done. After that, we had a big surprise, or at least Julie did. Ryan came over after school. Who ever knew he was such a nice guy? Julie and Ryan went to the park on bikes. I couldn’t go and Kris wouldn’t leave.

Every thing from there to the time of the Dance was perfect, or at least until the day of the Dance. It was Thursday, and Kris didn’t come to school. I had no idea where he was. Ryan didn’t even know and they lived right across from each other. How was I going to tell him what my parents said about the walk home?

“Hey, sorry I had a dentist appointment,” came Kris’s voice from behind me, “what did I miss in third hour, Ryan.”

“Nothing much,” replied Ryan.

Raquel came by with a cup of milk. She poured it all over me. I was glad I wasn’t wearing the outfit I was going to be wearing to the Dance. She had a sour look to her face.

“Opps, I’m sorry I didn’t see you there. You looked like a trash can. My bad. Here have a napkin or two.” She didn’t have a nice tone to her voice either. She threw the napkins on the floor. Then she just trotted away like nothing happened.

Well, if she was going to be like that I was going to need to talk to her. I dried off. Kris looked blank. Ryan and Julie were exchanging looks while getting more napkins. Raquel went into the bathroom when she trotted off.

“I will go get more napkins,” I proclaimed as I walked towards the bathroom. I entered the rest room as quietly as possible. I heard a sob come from one off the stalls around the corner. I saw who it was. I talked slow and steady, “why don’t you come over to my place for supper. After that, we can get ready, together, for the Dance.”

I got no response so I repeated my self. Then she also replied as slowly and steady as she could manage through tears, “ I would love to. Do you really mean it? Can Joe come along?”

“Sure,” I said without hesitation which I think made her surprised, “as long as he doesn’t smoke, drink, or fight with Ryan or Kris. We should work out just fine.” Now I’m glad my parents had a big van.

The rest of the day was boring. I had to go home and so I missed half a day of school. Before I left, however, I told everyone else what was going to happen. I couldn’t wait to learn more about Raquel. She seemed even sadder than me some of the time. I don’t understand bullies.

Ding, dong. There went the doorbell. “Coming!” I shouted, “Come with me, Julie, I’m not sure who it is.” I grabbed Julie’s hand and yanked her to the door. I was glad it was Raquel.

“I hope I’m not late for supper. I’m starving. Forgot to eat the rest of my lunch; I was so excited.” Raquel peered inside and around the door.

“Come on in. Did you bring a bag off neat Dance out fits?” Julie asked as I realized the plastic bags in her arms. She had three bags. Two looked lighter than the third. She then stretched out the biggest bag and handed it to me.

“Please, open it when we get ready for the Dance,” Raquel pleaded as she also stepped into the dinning room also known as the kitchen in our house. The house was old and Raquel’s expression explained that she liked it, “what kind of adventures do you have in this old mansion.”

We explained the whole house to her over dinner. We had a big kitchen only because it was split into a dinning room, also. The hall started at the front door and went straight back to the stairs. On the other side of the hall was the living room where every one sat and talked. The TV was in the den across the kitchen. That is where everyone watched TV. We had a closet down the hall just before the stairs and a restroom right across from that. Up stairs was my bedroom that I shared with Julie. She had the messer side of the room. Right next-door was a two-door bathroom. Then there was my parent’s bedroom. The next room was the storage room. Then came Julie’s parent’s bedroom.

We spent an hour after dinner getting ready for the Dance. Raquel was really fun to be with. Julie agreed with me. “Now it’s time for you to open the bags. You go first, Sara,” Raquel announced while trying to stop giggling, “you better open it quick. The boys will be here in a half an hour to pick us up.”

I opened the bag it was a new dress. I squealed. Before anyone had time to say any thing my old out fit was off and the new one on. There was more in the bag. I pulled all of it out. It was a pair of shoes to go with, a necklace, and some earrings. Julie’s was the same except she had no shoes or necklace. The last bag was for Raquel, but she had already opened it.

“I hope all that fits you. I know Kris will like to see you in that,” Raquel sobbed without a single tear, “you can have it. I can’t wait until I see the look on Kris’s face. You look beautiful.” She was right. My chest was not big but it was an average for my age. It was a knee length, strapless, light blue dress. Julie’s dress was a spaghetti strap, full length, and sparkly green dress. Raquel had a blouse and skirt with printed flowers on it. Her shoes were high heels. Mine are just a little bit off the ground. Since Julie was taller than anybody else she had no heel. Raquel helped me put on my necklace, earrings, and helped me put my hair up in a high ponytail. Julie helped Raquel. She put her hair in a bun. Julie didn’t like to put her hair up so she left it down.

“There! We’re done!” I shouted as I put my lip-gloss on (the only kind of make-up I’m allowed to wear). We had five minutes to spare, or at least that’s what we thought. The doorbell rang just as I was going to go out side to wait. I open the door to find Joe standing out side my door with some flowers.

“Is Raquel here?” he asked bashfully.

“Yes, come in,” I said quickly. It started to rain. “If it don’t stop we might need a ride home,” I thought. Joe came in kissed Raquel on the check, and gave her the flowers. She didn’t look like she liked the kiss.

“Would you stop it? Thanks for the flowers,” Raquel didn’t look at all happy.

“Aren’t you glad that he came?” asked Julie before I had a chance to say anything. I think she noticed.

“It was getting too dark for me to see where the others where,” remarked Joe. Joe was wearing all black. Just like some one would wear when a family member died. He did look handsome, though. He didn’t look as handsome as he once did. He still had a bump on his head and one of his teeth was knocked out.

Two minutes later the doorbell rang for a second time. I was not surprise to see Kris and Ryan with umbrellas. Before I said a word they were in side drying off. “Hello Sara,” Ryan said as soon as they were done drying. Kris was dressed with a light blue collared shirt with black jeans. He was so cute. The jeans set off his blonde hair. His shirt brought out his blue eyes. He wasn’t cute he was the most handsomest man (besides my dad) I have ever met. Ryan was wearing the same thing except for his shirt was green.

Kris only looked at me. I didn’t know if I should kiss him or tell him to go get into the car. “I have to tell my mom we are ready to leave,” and as I turned to do so Kris caught my hand. He whipped me around to grab my waist, and then he kissed me smack down on the lips. It was a full blast kiss. I could swear it lasted five minutes total.

My dad drove us to the school for the Dance. No one said a word until we got out of the car. “May we hang out with you and your friends, Sara and Julie?” Raquel asked. She was getting bored with the no talking idea.

I started to cry, and Julie replied, “Sure if you don’t mind hanging out with the low life kids.”

“Why are you crying?” Kris asked eagerly. His blue eyes were too much to handle. I told him how I felt about him. I even told him what I saw of him. As I finished we walked straight onto the dance floor. He didn’t interrupt or make any notion to talk. He just listened. I was wondering what was going on in his genius mind.

The first few songs we just sat out. Raquel was really mad at Joe for some odd reason. She would not talk to him at all. The rest of Raquel’s friends were not there at the dance. We even went looking for them.

“Would you like to dance?” Ryan asked Julie very shyly.

“Of course! I don’t want to sit around all night and wait for these couples to make up or make out,” she replied with no hesitation at all. They walked on to the dance floor. The song they danced to was a hip song. They still have not played a slow song, and it seems to me that they wouldn’t play a slow song.

“I’m thirsty do you peoples want a drink?” Raquel asked as she got up.

“I’ll have one. How about you, Sara?” Kris replied. Kris’s voice was shaky. Why would his voice be shaky? It was my first dance. I have never been to a dance. Could it be Kris’s first dance?

“Sure,” I said in a very high pitch voice. No one seemed to notice. Joe seemed to think he was not wanted, so he just left. Now it was only Kris and I, “Is it your first dance, also?” I asked nervously.

“Yes and no.”

“What do you mean?” I was glad we were having a nice conversation.

“Well, I went to a dance by my self last year. This year I have you. You know you are really pretty tonight. I like that dress on you it brings out your hazel eyes. The necklace also stands out. I’m also nervous, Sara. So, don’t be afraid to tell me anything that is on your mind. Just like you did back there.”

He only stared at me. The look I gave him told him that I was wondering what was going on in his mind. He sent a look back. It read as follows: I love you and never want to let you go. You are so beautiful.

I couldn’t get any more than that, because someone had spilled something all over Raquel. That some one was Joe. No one seemed to know why he did it.

“I am not your chick anymore. I’m myself, I belong to no one Joe,” Raquel looked like a steam stack. Just then I realized that Kris and I were right behind Raquel. Julie and Ryan were at Kris’s side, staring as blankly as we were. “I will have a talk with the principal about this. I’ll meet you all back at your place, Julie. I don’t want to ruin your first time at a dance, Sara.” She stormed off just like I would have.

“Okay, see you there!” Julie and I shouted at the same time towards the direction Raquel went. We some times had a jinxing moment. That is where we get a whole sentence out at the same time. We try to ovoid it.

“Let’s get this party started!” came the DJ’s voice. Everyone began to Dance once more except us four. Joe stormed out the other set of doors. Ryan went after him at once.

Julie turned towards Kris and me to announce, “Do you have any clue what that was about?” I looked at Kris. He didn’t look at either of us. He knew what that was all about he just wasn’t sure how he was going to explain it. We walked slowly out the door with Kris holding my hand and holding Julie’s hand. As soon as we got out side he pulled his jacket off and, being a kind of gentleman he is, he put his jacket around my shoulders.

“Thank you Kris. I was getting a little chilly,” I thanked Kris. Hoping he would explain what happen, we started to walk to the gardens right out front of the school. Then all of a sudden he stopped and looked around. Julie popped the question first.

“What’s the matter?” Julie asked. I turned my head exactly like Kris’s head turned to see what he would have seen.

“I was just looking to see if any one was around. That is all.” He walked to a bench and sat down. “I know what was going on in there. I will tell both of you if you will not interrupt. It all started with the first year of JR. High School. Yeah it started all the way back then. Raquel was a sweet little girl back then. Oh, I don’t come in to the story until last year. She met up with some friends of hers one day after school, and each girl had a boyfriend in a certain group of fellows. There was only one boy left so they just went out for the fun of it. Soon the boys thought they owned the girls. That is why she was reluctant towards Joe. I hope she won’t change. If she does then let’s hope it is for the better.” He looked down at me and smiled. We held one long awkward gaze.

“Well… now that we know what is going on I would like to go inside and dance some more,” Julie announced as she got up. I started to get up, also, but Kris got up first and then offered me a hand. He did in an awkward way. I thanked him any ways.

Ryan came to meet us half way. He said that Joe was to fast and he could not catch up to him to calm him down. I wouldn’t blame him for not catching up with him; he isn’t as long legged as Joe is.

We got inside and it was very nice to be back were the music was. They just finished playing one of the loudest songs ever. The next song was a slow song. A slow song was playing!!! Oh no! What was I suppose to do!

“You’d you like to dance, Sara,” came the calm voice of Kris. How could I say no!

“Yes, of course.” We started to dance. It was like dancing on clouds. He was swift and elegant. He new how to dance! I wasn’t to surprise but I was shock to feel sweat go down the back of his neck. He really is nervous! I wish I could be of help. Soon the song was over and I had to wake up.

[murasakihato]

okay here is another one...i personally think this one sucks...but hear it is..It is called new life


Chapter 1: First Day!

I took a deep breath and slowly walked up to my new house. This is would be the tenth time my family has moved. It was, however, the first house we’ve moved into. My brother, John, has already made friends with a kid his age or around about. My brother is eleven months and ten days older than me, and the kid that lives across the street from us is older than me, and looks like one year older than me, but is in my school year for where his birthday falls. The kids name is Derrick Alender.

John and Derrick unloaded the furniture while I was sent to find my room. Since, I was the youngest, I got to pick first. The house wasn’t very old, but it wasn’t relativity new either. It was about the same age I was, thirteen. It was a two-story house with a basement. All the bedrooms were up stairs except the guest room. I started to climb the stairs when I heard my brother’s voice.

“How in the world are we going to get stuff up there!” he shouted behind me facing Derrick as he pointed up to the top of the stairs where I was.

“Is there a problem movers?” I asked very cautiously. When John gets angry at something or someone it is very hard to calm him down.

He looked up at me and smiled, “No, just it is very difficult to get to the second floor with a dresser that weighs a ton.” He showed no signs of anger and I was glad.

“If you wait a second I’ll come and help you,” I dashed through each room I took the one that was beside the family bathroom and across from what will be John’s room. I put my backpack and two suitcases down by a wall. When I came back out the boys where sitting on the bottom of the steps of the stairs.

“Okay, since this hallway is big enough for four people my age to stand shoulder to shoulder and still be able to walk up the stairs, I’ll get in the middle. John, if you turn around and grab it back wards then you will be able to see where you are going. This is going in my room. That is the second door down to your left just across from your room, John,” I explained everything as we went up the stairs, and I finished when we were halfway up the stairs. We finished getting everything in just before mom called for a lunch break.

Derrick had some family business to take care of so he couldn’t come, but he did lay down a map of the town. The mall was only a block from a small clear river with a park surrounding it. Across from the mall was a huge shopping center with a few places to eat elegant and fast food. Just around the corner from that was a theater. Beside the theater were the schools. He also explained that the elementary went from K-6 and the high school went from 7-12. Meaning I will be going into high school a year early from last my last school. There were many more streets that had houses and shopping centers, but when Derrick drew a mansion I asked him who lived there. He said nothing and bolted off across the street.

Mother took John and I to a burger place in side the mall. When we were finished we all had a juice drink just outside of the mall. I noticed that it was hiring helpers of ages thirteen and up.

“I have to do some shopping so why don’t you two go and enjoy your selves for the rest of the day and come back home when it starts to get dark for supper,” Mother announced as she stood up. We both nodded.

A few minutes past and mother had already left, when John spoke up, “Well I have to call someone. Meet you by the river in about an hour so we can go somewhere together, OK?” John was trying to be nice since he owed me sixty dollars travel money.

“Sure, I don’t mind, see you in a bit,” I said running in the mall to go see what kind of stores they had in the mall.

While I stared at the map a young lady, around the same age as me, stepped next to me and looked at the map and asked me, “If you need help looking for some where to go cloths shopping I can show you the best place,” she turned towards me as I turned towards her and then she smiled, “hi, my name is Michelle, your not from around here or you? If you were you wouldn’t look at the map.” She started to laugh and hold out a hand. “No offence but the people around here know this place by heart, so where you from? Are you here to stay or just a visit? May I ask how old you are? What’s your name?” she pounded me with questions.

The only thing that would go through my mind was ‘this is a friendly town.’ “My name is Heather. I came from New York, New York. I moved to the house down on 31st street. I am thirteen and going on fourteen this winter in January,” I said smiling surprisingly easy. I took her hand and we shook hands nice and friendly like. “Now I have a question for you, what school are you going to and what grade?”

We had started a nice conversation, and while we talked she showed me around. I found out that she didn’t have any true friends but she did know everyone in school. She told me that Derrick was always the class president and this girl named Gretchen was supposedly going out with him. She also said the school was famous for music players. We talked so much I had almost forgotten what John said. I looked at my watch and it had been only 45 minutes so I decided to start heading back. Michelle said she would come help unload stuff from the trucks tomorrow and so we said good-bye and went our separate ways.

I didn’t see John anywhere so I walked along the bridge. The water still was clear, yet, there wasn’t any ice on it. I couldn’t wait to see it in the winter. The snow and the ice would be so pretty. All of the sudden I heard a familiar voice call my name. I turned around to see my brother. He and I went go see a movie had some more juice and then started on home.

Chapter 2: Picnic Into a Dip Trip!

A whole week past by and School was going to begin next Monday which would be in two days. Michelle came over every other day to help and Derrick came over yesterday to help with groceries. Sure enough, the two of them knew each other. We had a great time and decided to go on a picnic.

Michelle and I did the food while the boys got the basket and cloth. For some reason I have the feeling my brother is flirting with Michelle and Michelle is flirting with John. They just won’t stop blushing in each other’s presences’. I wonder if they had a chat while I wasn’t looking.

Derrick doesn’t talk very much, so I didn’t get to talk to him at all. I think Derrick has a phobia of girls because he doesn’t say much when Michelle and I are around, but he and John can carry on a nice conversation.

We all rode our bikes to the park. John tied the basket onto his bike. I had the cloth on my handlebars. Again John and Michelle were talking to each other and had no clue whom was around them. All I wanted to do was start sing that nursery rhyme.

I got the job of unfolding the cloth while the two lovebirds went for a walk. Derrick was putting plates on the cloth I had just unfolded when I asked, “Do you hate me or some thing? Because you never talk to me very much.” Derrick stiffened up as I asked.

Five minutes passed and finally he answered my question. “I don’t hate you personally it’s just I’m the role model for all men at the school and all the girls at the school, besides a dozen or so, fall heads over heals for me. So when I don’t talk to them, they leave me alone. Don’t get me wrong you are a nice girl, just don’t want you hanging on me all over the place,” he said adding emphases where needed.

I looked at him and, surprisingly, I understood what he meant. He has dark brown hair that sometimes blows into his face. His blue eyes are like looking into a big blue sea of kindness. He was very tall and lean. He looked good in about anything, and he always shows this kind face. My face started to get hot, and my hands got all clammy. “I think, I’ll go for a walk by the bridge,” I announced as I walked of towards the bridge.

I didn’t look behind me as I walked. I slowed down after several paces and caught my breath. My head was in a whirl. I was looking over the bridge when I heard a noise in the bush. It was Derrick. “Thought I come and find you. The two love birds are back and ready to eat,” Derrick called as he walked over to walk me back. I waved as an okay.

Suddenly, Derrick’s face wasn’t a happy smile it was in a shocked expression. He tried to say something but the person behind me pushed me into the river before I could hear him. As I was falling the eight-foot drop to the water, Derrick took off his shirt, popped of his shoes and socks, and then, as I hit the water, I saw him came diving in after me.

I hit the water with a loud splash. The current was too fast for me to swim up, so it took me under. I was wearing a skirt and it got caught on something under the river so now I couldn’t go up to get air and I couldn’t move from that spot.

I felt a hand on my waist. Then my skirt was free. The hand that set me free grabbed my head and we rose to the surface. My hands were clasped around the person’s neck. Two seconds later I opened my eyes to see Derrick trying to swim to shore with me in his arms. He had lots of mussel and he had this determined look on his face. When we got to shore, he laid me down and grabbed his shirt and put it on. “Are you okay? Do you need help?” He asked as he got onto his knees. I sat up and he put his hand on my back.

My head was spinning again. I felt sick to my stomach after holding my breath for so long. I decided to let Derrick be my support while I caught my breath and asked questions. When I did so he didn’t mind in the least. “Did you see who pushed me? Who was it?” I asked very quietly and slowly.

He answered the same way, “Yes, I did. Her name is Gretchen, and she despises anyone who wants, or does, talk to me. Would you like me to carry you back?” And without me saying any thing he picked up his socks and shoes and then picked me up so feet hanged over one of his arms and my back in the other. My head was on his shoulder and my arms around his neck. He walked quickly and smoothly showing no signs of struggle.

John and Michelle had been carrying on a nice conversation when we got there. “What happened?” John asked jumping up to see us both soaking wet. Derrick explained every thing while I had hot tea and rest on Michelle’s shoulder. Soon, I drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 3: Unhappy Memories.

When I opened my eyes I was in the arms of my brother. His face had a cold expression on it. He didn’t say a word. He just laid me down on my bed and went out. He didn’t even consider me actually being awake. I could tell my brother was angry. Since, mother was never home for her job required her to work long hours, brother said he’d take responsibilities of the house and me.

Now that I could think clearly, tomorrow, first day of school, would be the anniversary of my father’s death. It has been almost six years since his plane crashed. He had been a tester pilot. He took the newest models for the army’s air force up for a test. On one particular test the engine didn’t get enough fuel to it. He was over the port where we lived at the time and he said he’d be home two days after school stared. While he was talking to mother over the radio he went down. He took three other people and the dock with him. I had just got home when I heard him scream over the radio. A death scream.

Every first day of school for an hour our mother, John, and I will listen to our radio system to see what kind of aircrafts are flying near by, while we would mourn over his death. It had the most impact on my mother, I don’t know why, but it did. My mother and John would cry their hearts out, but once again, I keep everything inside and only express it to people I trust.

The last place I lived I had a friend like that, but she ended up moving too. Derrick reminds me a lot of her. She was tough and helped others when needed, but she didn’t like to be the center of attention. She was however, the center of attention at the school.

Someone called me out of deep thought. I opened my eyes to the first rays of the sunlight coming in my bedroom window. It was tomorrow. “I guess I fell asleep,” I told my self out loud. My brother came bounding up the steps and banged open the door. I was so glad my headache was gone by then.

“Good mornin’ sleepy head,” he called has I spotted Michelle pop out from behind him into my room, “Michelle is here to help you chose your out fit, and as soon as we are ready to leave we will all will be walking to school.”

“Derrick came over to help your brother, what is your favorite color, again?” Michelle asked as John left the room. She looked so happy to be going to school with me. She had a friend. Suddenly a grin popped up on my face. A big grin. I was going to school for the first time and I had a friend before I even entered the building.

“Purple!” I shouted loudly so everyone in the house could hear me.

“That’s what I thought. Come here I want to make sure I got the right size,” she told me while she held up this very cute outfit that had a purple mini-skirt and purple around the collar. It also came with a purple bow to put in my hair. The book bag was a bright purple with dark purple trim. I was in purple heaven.

I walked over and asked, while she checked measurements, “do we get to chose what color we want to wear?”

“Yes, isn’t that cool,” she said as I put on my uniform, “you can wear what ever color is your favorite color or the color that will bring out your personality. Mine is red it is my favorite color and the color of my hair.”

Soon in no time John, Derrick, Michelle, and I were at the front of the school. We all four were in the same class. There was also a big problem. Gretchen was also in our class. She was wearing an orange out fit. Boy, did it bring out her personality. She was the width of a toothpick. At first, I didn’t know whom it was until Michelle whispered over my shoulder that this pole of a girl was Gretchen. Gretchen came over swaying her little waist, like she was walking down a runway.

“So, you’re the new girl in town? What a disgrace, and you came from New York? I would have thought you’d be different,” she leaned in and whispered so only Michelle and I could hear her, “you two better stay away from Derrick. He is my boyfriend, understood?” She had this nasty look on her face that gave me the shivers. I took from that moment on no one messed with her she was boss.

School was great and my teachers were fun. We stayed in one class until lunch then we went onto the grounds out side to eat lunch. The whole day I avoid talking to Derrick or even getting three feet away from him. Staying five feet was impossible for the teacher seated us as follows; John next to Michelle in front of me, Derrick next to me behind the two others. The furthest I could stay away from him was three to four feet.

When I got home we all four (Derrick had came over for dinner, while I would be going to Michelle’s for dinner) grabbed the radio and browsed around the pilots. We talked to a few and told these complete strangers about my father. Mom was crying so hard and John couldn’t keep a sentence straight so I was doing most of the talking. As soon as we had finished I rushed to my room with only getting a quick and stern glance from Derrick. “Why would he give me that look?” I thought to my self.

In my room I got ready to go meet Michelle’s parents and have dinner at her house. I was just finishing getting dressed when there was a knock at my door. I rushed to my door without meaning to. I opened it up to find Derrick standing there giving me the same stern look when I left for my room. All the noise in the kitchen was toned out while I looked into his deep blue eyes. His eyes looked sadder than determined like most stern eyes would.

He held out his hand like he wanted to shake my hand. I took the motion, as he wanted to come in, so I stepped aside and let him through. He stepped in and I shut the door behind him. “What is it that you—“ I started to say but was interrupted.

“You don’t cry for your father? Why?” he said as he inched closer towards me, though I did not notice this motion.

“The past is the past. I’ve learned to accept the truth and leave it at that,” I said. The bitterness came into my voice as I tried to keep from crying.

His eyes became very understanding; “I have never had a family member die on me, but if you need a shoulder to cry on beside family, I’m always here.”

I don’t know what he said that made me start crying, but I started to cry. I turned around so he couldn’t see me cry. I heard him move toward me and wrapped his arms around me and said, “I’ll always be here for you to cry on.”

I turned around and started to tell him all these things about my life. I cried and cried. Soon we were on the floor and he was holding me like my father would when I cried after getting a skinned knee. John came in hearing me cry, but I didn’t notice his presence. My mother also came up to see what was happening with me.

My family left us a lone for a little while and I fell asleep in Derrick’s arms. He carried me over to my bed and let me sleep. He stayed over for dinner and called Michelle’s to cancel the dinner meet up until tomorrow.

I didn’t wake up until the next morning for school. The day was similar but not the same. After school only John and Derrick went to my house I went straight over to Michelle’s. We had a very delicious dinner. Her parents treated me just like I was one of their kids. Michelle has two twin sisters. Both of them are two years old.

Her father works as a manager in a shoe store. Michelle’s mother has cancer so she quit her job and is now a stay at home mom. I was glad I brought my school stuff with me because I ended up staying the night. The babies didn’t make any noise that night. Michelle said that was very unusual for the twins especially when someone is over.

Chapter 4: More Friends.

Soon Friday came around. I guess I wasn’t the only other person to move into town. A new girl, by the name of Ashley, came into the class. She was put two seats away from me on the other side of Derrick. She had blue hair that matched her blue outfit. She was shorter than most of the kids in the class but she was really pretty.

After school, I decided to go apply for that job offer that has been posted for the past three weeks. I told Michelle what I was going to do and she decided to join me in the job offer.

While we were going over to the juice shop, Ashley was crying by the river. “What’s wrong Ashley?” I asked, making sure I didn’t hurt her feelings by accident. I knelt down beside her. Michelle did the same as I did, but decided not to say any thing.

“Oh, I just can’t make any friends. I’m just too shy!” she sobbed then took out a handkerchief and blew her nose.

“We will be your friends. Want to come with us? We are going to go apply for jobs at the juice shop,” I commented.

She looked up at me and smiled, a cute smile. “Sure!”

I had made a new friend in the first week of school. I thought I was doing pretty well for a girl who didn’t have enough to even get one friend in the last nine places she lived at. I just hope we didn’t move again before I got the time to go on my first date.

Ashley, Michelle, and I all applied for the job. While we put our names down next to our phone numbers, I noticed that there were only five people signed up. The five people are Michelle, Ashley, and I, but there were two other peoples. Their names were Jennifer and Julie. Both were in our school.

“Hey aren’t those girls in our school,” Michelle blurted out before I had the chance.

“Yes they are,” I replied while Ashley nodded her head up and down. “I hope I can talk to them on Monday. Maybe we can all be friends?”

“Maybe.”

“I have to get to my violin practice soon so I’ll see you two, when?” Ashley said in a rush.

“We can all meet here tomorrow for some juice and then we can head over to the park. How does that sound?” I asked very excitedly. Both girls nodded their heads.

“I have guitar practice, so I’ll see you guys tomorrow, bye!” Michelle shouted and ran after Ashley.

I was left alone once again. It couldn’t be helped; both of my friends were going to an already scheduled plan. Then again knowing that isn’t going to change how the heart feels.

I walked home and strangely enough, Derrick wasn’t over. “Where is Derrick?” I asked my brother who was sitting at the kitchen counter. Our kitchen looked like a bar stuck to a wall with cabinets. Add a dishwasher, a stove, and a sink and you have our kitchen.

“He went straight home.”

“Okay, I’m going to my room.” I went straight to my room to find it a total mess. “WHO HAS BEEN IN MY ROOM!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

John came running up to my bedroom, “what?” He starred in disbelief. Fury was across my face. My room was totally trashed. It looked like a rampaging elephant heard came in and trampled over everything. ‘Knock, knock.’ I turned around to see Derrick in the doorway.

“I guess your birthday present decided to come early.” Derrick said as he walked up to me with a ‘sorry’ smile, “I’m sorry, I’ll get Larry out of your house.” He went over to my bed moved a pillow and there was the cutest puppy in the world. A golden retriever puppy was asleep in Derrick’s arms.

I couldn’t help myself, “awe.” I just couldn’t help it the puppy was so cute.

“Why would you give it to her for her birthday? Christmas comes before her birthday.” John came up picking up books. (I was so glad no underclothing was on the floor, while the boys were in the room.)

“Well, I guess it is more of a Christmas gift. The puppy’s name is Larry. Why don’t you ask your mother if you can have him? He still needs to stay with his mother at my house for another three week and it should be around Christmas when he is fully housed trained. Sorry for the mess,” Derrick said has he walked down the steps and through the kitchen.

“Well, now I know what I’m getting for Christmas. Thank-you, Derrick,” I said as he walked down the sidewalk steps.

“See you on Monday, John,” Derrick called as I entered the house. I couldn’t hear John’s reply.

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here is more of the last story starting from chapter 5...

Chapter 5: The beginning of the love war!

Just before diner was ready, I heard this car come around the corner of my street with there music blasting. My mother in her big SUV had the radio blaring so the whole house shook. Mother loved any kind of music as long as it was loud. John loved rock and I listen to any thing that has a beat and good melody. I also must understand what they are saying.

She turned the car off and came inside. We all had dinner then mom got desert out. That was when the weird news came out. “Heather, I would like you to run for vice class president.”

“What?” I almost choked on my Oreo cheesecake. John smiled and looked at my, probably, shocked expression.

“I got a call from the school today. Your teacher says you would make a really good president, but ladies are not allowed to be president. They are, however, able to be vice president. Would you consider signing up?” Mother made it sound like it was a job description.

“Mom, I already signed up to work has a help at the juice shop in front of the mall. That’s going to take most of my time after school. There are other things that need to be asked as well. Who would I be working with? What kind of stuff would I be doing? Will I be treated differently? What would happen if we moved before the year is over?” I was about to jump out of my seat. Why was mom making me do this? Why, oh why me? Why couldn’t it be brother?

“Now, now, you’ll have time to do both. The president will be Derrick and the treasurer will be the new girl, Ashley, and your brother will be secretary. (I think she read my mind.)

“You’ll be the person who brings up ideas for the dances or grade wide activity. You’ll decide with Derrick what to do with the money that you have to work with.

“You will not be treated differently unless you act differently,” my mom was explaining everything in a calm and business like voice, then all of the sudden, she changed into a range paging gorilla mother, “Heather! I told you that we are not going to move until you finish high school. I never go back on my promises!”

I lost it. I’d do the whole vice-president thing but ‘promises.’ Yeah right like that’s ever happened. “Like you’ve keep your promises in the past! You’ve said that plenty of times. The third time we moved you said that you promised we wouldn’t move again until I finished a year in school, then two weeks later we moved. The longest time I’ve spent in one place is one month. I CAN’T TRUST YOR! MOTHER!” I screamed and ran out of the house. Not thinking I ran over to Derricks place and I knocked on his door. Then I slumped down next to the door in the acre.

Few seconds later the door opened, it was Derrick, of course. “Heather!” he exclaimed. I was crying on his doorstep. I probably looked really pathetic.

“Hi,” I finally stammered and got up. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bug you just after dinner.”

“Oh, no, it’s okay. Come in, come in. Would you like a cookie, there fresh?”

“Sure, I guess.” I followed him inside and walked to the couch to sit down. His mother was in the kitchen and his father was on the computer.

“So,” Derrick started, “what happened?”

“Mom want me to be vice class president and, well, I asked the question…(blah, blah, blah…)” I went on for about and hour. Derrick’s mom just brought the tissues and cookies to the coffee table. Derrick’s dad got of the computer half an hour in and sat down on the sofa with us. I was aware of how Derrick looked exactly like his father, except-of course- he has his mothers eyes.

‘Knock, knock!’ “You just wait right here, you two,” Mr. Alender, Derrick’s father, said getting off the sofa and patted my folded hands in sympathy. “Well, hello John, and Ms. Ranger.”

“Is my daughter over here,” came the nervous and anxious voice of my mother.

“Yes she is in the other room. Please, please come on in.” Mr. Alender ushered them in the house.

“Welcome, would you like a cookie?” Derrick’s mother offered John. John took one and mumbled a thank you.

Mr. Alender told my mother every thing I said, “ I think your daughter needs you to spend more time with her.” Oh great everyone that was on my side went against me.

“I don’t think that is really the problem,” came Derrick’s input, “I think you just have to regain her trust. She really to trust you, but trust is earned.” I stood up very surprised by Derrick’s words. It seemed every one was surprised by his words of wisdom. I walked backwards over to the door. I wasn’t the kind of person who liked to express their feelings.

As soon as I reached the door, Derrick looked at me with a concerned face. There was something boiling in side of me. I opened the door slightly. “No, please don-,” I ran out the door as Derrick pleaded me to stay. I really wanted to be left alone.

I ran. I don’t remember my destination, but anywhere would do at that time. In fact China would have been perfect. I soon found my self at the river. By now the sun was set and the first few stars were showing up to play with the little children’s dreams. Monday was going to be tough. I started to walk home. John met me half way. I love my brother.

Finally Monday was here. I walked into class with my vice president election badge on.

“Wow! You’re running!” one of my class mates, a boy, exclaimed.

“Only Gretchen usually signs up,” this time a girl. “I’m glad, I want a change. You have my vote.”

“Thanks,” was all I could murmur. I wanted so to kill my mother. Well at least I was getting to talk to more people.

“Hey!” It was the miss prom queen. “I heard we are going to become rivals,” she gave a snide smile.

“Hi,” came a male’s voice. I turned quickly, dropping all my things and falling flat on my ass. It was the one person that seems to always pop out of nowhere, Derrick. “I’m sorry that I startled you,” he apologized and helped me pick my stuff up. My face was red hot. I didn’t move. “Are you okay? Do you need help?” he smiled. There were many eyes on us. I finally got up. I shook my head ‘no’ and took my stuff from Derrick and the he said, “I wish you luck. Many will vote for you.”

“Derrick, stop flirting with my sister!” John gave a go-ahead-flirt-with-my-sister smile.

“Coming!” he shouted towards John’s position, “talk to you later, bye.”

“Bye…” I said about ten seconds later. Michelle giggled while Ashley just smiled.

“Keep away from him,” came a growl. Gretchen looked at me with the fire pits of hell in her eyes. She pushed me and some one from behind me caught me.

“Leave her alone you witch!” It was a girl. “Hey are you, okay? My name is Jennifer.” I looked up at her. She had green cool hair and she wore green pants with a green bag. When I looked back at where Gretchen was standing, but she wasn’t there.

“Thanks.” Many things were happening way too fast. “Wait! You’re Jennifer. Did you happen to sign up for as a helper at the Juice shop?”

“Yeah, that’s me. You’re Heather, right?” she sure was a tomboy. You could tell just by the way she talked.

“Yeah.” She and I started a good conversation that last a good while. Now I had three other friends, and one archenemy for no reason. Or was there?

For some reason every time Derrick talks to me, I happen to make a new friend. I had a sick feeling that was starting to admire him. I didn’t want to. I wanted to be one of those dozen who don’t go ‘head-over-heals’ for him.

Soon there were only two contestants left for the vice president position. When it was my turn to do the speech I read off my slid card.

“I’m Heather Ranger and I’m running for vice class president. I wish to bring in all and everyone’s opinion into every discussion of what to do this year for social activities. I hope to make this school year a better enjoyable one. I hope to make all the changes you wish them to be. Please vote for me Ranger the changer,” I said in a loud clear voice so every eighth grader in the gym could hear me.

There were lots of cheers and when they counted up who won I was way in the lead by twenty votes. “You might have won the election but never the man!” came Gretchen’s voice as she stomped off the stage.

“We will see about that,” was my last comment for the day.

Chapter 6: Wow! We’re a Band!

Days went by and I got a call from Julie. She wanted to meet up with all of my friends and I. We are meeting at the juice shop where we will check on the job offer. Soon I was going to meet Julie. Only another fifteen minutes and she’d be here.