It was three o’clock on a Friday and the glocke had finally rung for school to be out for the weekend. I hurriedly shoved my Bücher in my book bag and headed for the door ready to be out of school.
“Oh wait, Alisa could Du come here for a quick second,” my English teacher, Mrs. Thompson asked. I turned around wishing I could be out this school. She was a very tall and light skinned lady, in her mid-thirties. She had long stringy black hair and big brown eyes. Du would probably think she was a retired model. I quickly went to her schreibtisch trying not to seem I was rushing her.
“Um I just wanted Du to know that I read your essay over George Washington and you’ve really gotten better with your writing. I want Du to keep up the good work, “she said.
“Thank Du and I will,” I laughed.
“Ok, see Du tomorrow”
“Ok, bye Mrs. Thompson.”
I left out the class room and started on my way home. The walk from Hillson High school was not a very long walk at all. It probably was ten Minuten at the most. It was a pretty warm Tag in April. A nice to Tag to have a picnic oder something. Thinking about picnics reminded me of the time Mom and one of her old boyfriends took us on a picnic. Mom has had many boyfriends in her life. Too many to count. She always says one Tag she’ll find the right person for her. That one Tag seems like never.
We lived in a pretty nice neighborhood. Not too much crime and the houses were fairly new. I finally came up to our two story house. It was the white picket fence dream house every woman wanted for her family. It was all brick and had red shutters and a red door, green bushy gras, grass and a big oak baum on each side of the yard. Mom always made sure the house was nicely taken cared of since dad wasn’t around anymore to take care of it.
I walked in the house to find mom in a nice silky looking black dress. She looked like she was rushing to find her other earring. I threw my book bag on the couch.
“And where are Du off to at three o’clock. I thought the dating Stunde was six,” I jokingly said.
“And Hi to Du too,” she responded. I sat on the couch and waited for an answer.
“Well I’m actually going on a datum with a guy named Jared. He’s one of my co-workers at the company and, I really think he’s the one”
“He’s the one just like Chris, David, Ben, oh and that other guy who smelled like shaving cream, Jeff”
“Well that was just a misunderstanding” Mom stood in the entry hall mirror fixing and puffing up her hair. She applied Mehr mascara and eye liner.
“And what am I supposed to eat while Du gone?” I asked.
“There’s chicken and reis on the stove.” Mom walked around the den.
“I know im forgetting something.”
I thought along with her. “Your purse,” I said
“Yes! Good thinking.” Mom rushed upstairs. I thought to myself what is she getting her self into? The front door rung.
“Could Du get that honey, I think that’s Jared,” Mom hollered from upstairs.
“I guess that’s prince charming,” I sagte to myself. I went and opened the door.
“Oh wait, Alisa could Du come here for a quick second,” my English teacher, Mrs. Thompson asked. I turned around wishing I could be out this school. She was a very tall and light skinned lady, in her mid-thirties. She had long stringy black hair and big brown eyes. Du would probably think she was a retired model. I quickly went to her schreibtisch trying not to seem I was rushing her.
“Um I just wanted Du to know that I read your essay over George Washington and you’ve really gotten better with your writing. I want Du to keep up the good work, “she said.
“Thank Du and I will,” I laughed.
“Ok, see Du tomorrow”
“Ok, bye Mrs. Thompson.”
I left out the class room and started on my way home. The walk from Hillson High school was not a very long walk at all. It probably was ten Minuten at the most. It was a pretty warm Tag in April. A nice to Tag to have a picnic oder something. Thinking about picnics reminded me of the time Mom and one of her old boyfriends took us on a picnic. Mom has had many boyfriends in her life. Too many to count. She always says one Tag she’ll find the right person for her. That one Tag seems like never.
We lived in a pretty nice neighborhood. Not too much crime and the houses were fairly new. I finally came up to our two story house. It was the white picket fence dream house every woman wanted for her family. It was all brick and had red shutters and a red door, green bushy gras, grass and a big oak baum on each side of the yard. Mom always made sure the house was nicely taken cared of since dad wasn’t around anymore to take care of it.
I walked in the house to find mom in a nice silky looking black dress. She looked like she was rushing to find her other earring. I threw my book bag on the couch.
“And where are Du off to at three o’clock. I thought the dating Stunde was six,” I jokingly said.
“And Hi to Du too,” she responded. I sat on the couch and waited for an answer.
“Well I’m actually going on a datum with a guy named Jared. He’s one of my co-workers at the company and, I really think he’s the one”
“He’s the one just like Chris, David, Ben, oh and that other guy who smelled like shaving cream, Jeff”
“Well that was just a misunderstanding” Mom stood in the entry hall mirror fixing and puffing up her hair. She applied Mehr mascara and eye liner.
“And what am I supposed to eat while Du gone?” I asked.
“There’s chicken and reis on the stove.” Mom walked around the den.
“I know im forgetting something.”
I thought along with her. “Your purse,” I said
“Yes! Good thinking.” Mom rushed upstairs. I thought to myself what is she getting her self into? The front door rung.
“Could Du get that honey, I think that’s Jared,” Mom hollered from upstairs.
“I guess that’s prince charming,” I sagte to myself. I went and opened the door.
"It's nice here. I don't know many people though..." Victor brushed his hair back, smiling again. "Well, Von tomorrow, all of the kids at school will wanna be your friend." "Oh..." Jade turned slightly to see the raven haired boy deep in thought. "What is it?" "Hn? Oh, it's nothing. Oh, we're here." The blonde looked up ahead and saw her house. "Really? Cause my house is right there." She pointed, and Victor burst out laughing. "Haha-I live right Weiter to Du then..." The blonde looked at the house Weiter to hers. It seemed normal. A little old fashioned, but definitely normal. "Cool! Well, I'll see Du tomorrow then?" "Yeah..." The onyx eyed boy took Jade's hand, kissed it lightly, then walked off. "What was that?"
Jade Adams was making her way Home when she saw him. The dark haired kid everyone had been talking about earlier today was walking in the same direction she was. "Hey! You're the new kid in school right?" "Hn?" The boy turned around to face Jade, making her herz skip a beat. He had to be one of the most strikingly beautiful people she had ever seen. He was pale, with onyx colored eyes, and jet black hair that hung over his eyes slightly. "H-hi. I'm Jade..." the poor girl was at a loss for words when he flashed his dazzling smile at her. "Hey, I'm Victor." She blushed slightly and readjusted her Slipknot tee over her black skinny jeans. "Soo... what road do Du turn onto to get home?" "I turn onto Salem road, what about you?" Victor looked over at her again, scratching his head awkwardly. "Me too! Wanna walk Home together?" "Sure!" The blonde girl started walking ahead, leaving Victor o follow. "So, how do Du like it here?"