Serena
I sat with Tia and her friends, but I could feel Shaun's stare.
After school, I was in a hurry to get in my car, so I didn't see him coming as I fumbled for my keys.
"Serena, how strongly are Du opposed to seeing a movie with me this weekend?" he asked.
I looked up, at first not believing what I was hearing. I was aware that it was Thursday. Very aware.
"Unopposed," I said, so happy. Inexplicably happy, as I met his eyes. They weren't black, just a very dark brown.
"I'll pick Du up," he said.
"Come to this address," I said, scrawling my straße and house number on a piece of paper my hands had reached when I was searching for my elusive car keys. I added my number, saying,"and here's my number."
I was so incredibly happy as I handed him the piece of paper.
"Here's mine," he sagte softly, Schreiben his own number down on the other half of the paper, tearing it and handing me the half he'd written on.
Tia
She'd sagte yes!
I was waiting in my car "conveniently" parked three down from Serena's.
And it was all thanks to me.
It was turning out to be a better Tag than I hoped for.
I smiled smugly to myself as I pulled out of the parking space.
I sat with Tia and her friends, but I could feel Shaun's stare.
After school, I was in a hurry to get in my car, so I didn't see him coming as I fumbled for my keys.
"Serena, how strongly are Du opposed to seeing a movie with me this weekend?" he asked.
I looked up, at first not believing what I was hearing. I was aware that it was Thursday. Very aware.
"Unopposed," I said, so happy. Inexplicably happy, as I met his eyes. They weren't black, just a very dark brown.
"I'll pick Du up," he said.
"Come to this address," I said, scrawling my straße and house number on a piece of paper my hands had reached when I was searching for my elusive car keys. I added my number, saying,"and here's my number."
I was so incredibly happy as I handed him the piece of paper.
"Here's mine," he sagte softly, Schreiben his own number down on the other half of the paper, tearing it and handing me the half he'd written on.
Tia
She'd sagte yes!
I was waiting in my car "conveniently" parked three down from Serena's.
And it was all thanks to me.
It was turning out to be a better Tag than I hoped for.
I smiled smugly to myself as I pulled out of the parking space.
i was a normal 18 Jahr old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( Mehr like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i sagte " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he sagte " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he sagte " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
inch Von inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
Schmetterlinge of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to Liebe it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the Tag I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for Du love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place Du could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with Mehr feuer then Du could ever imagine.
Mehr passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the Tag I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basketball coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for Du love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place Du could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with Mehr feuer then Du could ever imagine.
Mehr passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the Tag I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real basketball coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
oder I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told Von hidden scars
Unable to Zeigen themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
oder I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told Von hidden scars
Unable to Zeigen themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.