So far, high school has been pretty good, but it is difficult for me to believe that statement because it has only been one semester. Everything was going to pick up speed again because the track season is starting soon. I am thinking of running the one hundred and two hundred meter sprints, but I also want to compete in the discus and shot put. Throwing has never been my favorite event, but maybe I should try it because I got first place in it last year without going to any of the practices. The only problem is that all of my friends are competing in the running events, which means that I will not know anyone on the throwing team. I guess it will be a chance to make new friends. After all, isn't meeting new friends one of the main elements of high school? "Hey, Anne! Julie! Come here for a second!" shouted the head coach on the track and field team, Patrick. I was warming up with my new friend, Julie. I met her in my Health and Computers class at the beginning of the school year. We left the warm-up lines and jogged towards Patrick. I started to feel a little anxious about why he called us over. It was only the second week of practice too. "Are you two girls interested in throwing?" I immediately replied with a "yes!" Julie, on the other hand, was a little more hesitant. "Uh… sure," she replied. "I've never done it before though." "That's okay. We just don't have any girls throwing this year. So, if you guys want to try it, they are out by the freshman football field. Julie and I left the stadium and headed towards where the throwing team was practicing. Once we got there, the first person I noticed was the coach, Ted, because of his insanely buff body and tall height. There were only three other boys on the team. I could have easily assumed that James was the second coach because he had the same as Ted. Eric, on the other hand, was a little clumsier than the other two. "Hey, I'm Sam." He came up to the side of me holding a cream colored discus. He had long, blond hair and was extremely built. One thing I did notice was that I was taller than him by about half an inch. "Anne, hi." I wasn't sure why, but I felt a small spark go off inside of me when I heard his voice and looked into his blue eyes. I had a feeling that there was something special about him. I couldn't figure it out yet because I just met him three seconds ago, but I know that there really is something there. We stood in silence for a couple minutes until it was my turn to throw. Okay, I thought to myself, as hard as I can. Make a good first impression and just throw. I used all of my strength and the blue discus flew through the air. That has to be my personal record so far! "Oh my, wow!" said Sam in a quiet tone, but I could still hear him. I ran out to "shag" my discus with a huge smile on my face. I impressed the coach, the other teammates, and Sam, which is one o the reasons I am smiling as big as I am. Maybe throwing is a good idea to do after all. Chapter 2: Separated by the SummerTrack and field was going beyond great! I made the varsity throwing team and have been placing at all of the meets. I was the only girl on the varsity team, and Lily, a sophomore, was on junior varsity. Sam and I remained friends throughout the rest of the school year. Toward the end of the track season, Lily introduced me to Nick, a serious, kind of up tight high school junior. Ignoring the small spark I felt with Sam, I got to know Nick more and more. However, there was never an immediate firecracker that went off between us, none that I felt at least. It was finally here! The last day of my freshman year! Even though I was still a lower classman, I finally moved up from the bottom of the food chain. Today is also the huge pool party at Nick's house. Within the last two months of school, I finally understood the fun of high school. I met so many people and got more involved in sports. "Hey, Anne! Get in here!" shouted my friend, Crystal from Nick's pool. She was standing on a small ledge inside the pool. I went over to her, tickled her, and she fell the rest of the way into the pool. "What was that for?" I replied laughing. "I'm here!" I screamed, "Don't you dare! Nick, no! Don't!" Nick came up from behind me, picked me up, and threw me into the pool. "Not funny!" I laughed. "Uh, yeah it is!" We all laughed, and he jumped into the pool a few seconds later. This is great! I have not laughed or screamed this much in so long! There has to be at least twenty people here. There was food, music, a whole bunch of friends, and a pool. What more could I have hoped for on the last day of school? Throughout the rest of the party, Nick kept splashing water at me and throwing me through the air in the pool. Before I left that night, he gave me a huge hug and held me tight. It was actually a little too tight and it kind of hurt. "Thank you so much for today. It was great!" I told Nick as he waked me to the front door. "Me too." Have fun in We arrived at the Grand Californian Hotel around three o'clock in the afternoon. After a six hour drive and being stuck in the bumper to bumper traffic of The week at "Hey! What's up?" Nick sounded so surprised when he answered the phone and read his caller I.D. "How are you? How's " "That's good. You come home soon, don't you?" He sounded a little worried about what my answer would be to his question. "Yeah, in two days." "Great! I'm having a birthday party in two weeks. Do you think you can come?" The worried tone appeared in his voice again. "Most likely. I don't see why not." "Okay, just let me know." "I will." There was a small, awkward silence between us for a few seconds until I broke it. "Well, I should probably head back up to the room and get cleaned up for dinner. I'll talk to you soon." "Okay, I'll talk to you later. It was nice to hear your voice again." I wasn't sure what to say in response. Something simple though. "You too. Bye." Yeah, that was a smart choice of words. I flipped my cell phone closed, grabbed my towel and bag, and headed up to my room on the fifth floor. I went to Nick's birthday party where he finally admitted to me that he likes me. He already knew that I felt the same way about him. We started texting with each other all day everyday and staying up until two in the morning messaging each other on AOL instant message. Two days before school started, I went to his house for a small; end of the summer pool party. After about an hour of swimming, everyone went inside to play games while Nick sat on a lounge chair by the pool. I slowly walked over and joined him. "Are you alright?" I asked sitting next to him. "Yeah, I'm great." He put his arm around me. Oh my goodness. What is going to happen? He slowly brought his head down to mine and kissed me. I could not believe this was really happening! Me and Nick. Nick and Anne. It really happened!
Chapter 3: The "Love Doctor" is called to Duty "Hey Anne, you know Jackie Cole, right?" Sam asked me at track practice. Sophomore year has been quite the stepping stone for me, although, this was probably just a warm-up for next year. I did throwing again in track, and it was going pretty well so far. The season was about half-way over, but the new coach was starting to get on my nerves. He doesn't even coach! All he does is stand around, watch us, pick favorites, and helps them. He tries to act all tough and strict in front of the other coaches at meets, which drives me completely up the wall. "Yeah, I know her. She is in two of my classes. Why?" I asked curiously. "No reason, I was just wondering. " He looked around, trying to avoid eye contact with me. I knew he was trying to hide something from me, but he failed to do so because I immediately figured it out. "Sam?" He looked at me trying to act all innocent. "You like her, don't you?" "No." he answered quickly shaking his head. Again, he failed to convince me that what he was saying was true. "Oh, yes you do! Admit it!" "Okay! Okay! I admit it! I like her!" Yes, I caught him! I knew he was going to tell me sooner or later. I started laughing. Not in a rude way though, but in a shocked and happy way. "I don't know what to do though because I don't want to say anything stupid and look like an idiot in front of her." "I'm guessing you want some help?" I asked. He brought both of his hands up to his mouth and made a small laugh, relieved. "Yes, please!" He could not stop smiling. Good for you, Sam, I thought. I am so happy for you. I haven't seen you this smiley and happy in a long time. If I was so happy for him, why did I feel a small sense of jealousy? I don't recall ever hearing Jackie scream so loud before as she did at lunch. I told her everything that Sam told me in the last couple of weeks. "So, he really likes me?" Jackie asked me smiling from ear to ear and jumping up and down. She almost fell down the stairs of the amphitheater. "Yes! I'm serious! He can't stop thinking about you at track. Do you like him?" The bell rang and we started walking to fifth period biology. "Yeah, I think so. I mean, I've never really pictured myself being with him, but now I can "We walked into our class and sat down at our own desks. We sat across the room from each other, so I couldn't talk to her about this anymore. I was so excited for track practice now. I couldn't wait to tell Sam because I knew it would make his day. The last two periods of the day went by slower than molasses. The second we finished warming up and brought everything to the shot put ring, I pulled Sam aside. "Okay, so what did she say?" he asked me anxiously folding his hands in front of his mouth. I could tell that he was holding his breath. "Here's the thing, Sam." I almost blew it because it was so hard to keep a straight face. "I'm just going to tell you straight up, okay?" He nodded quickly, anticipating my answer. "She likes you!" He jumped up and let out a huge breath of air. "Are you kidding me?" "No." I laughed at his reaction. "Are you kidding me?" I put his hands on his shoulders to get his attention. "Sam, Jackie Cole likes you!" "This is crazy! Oh my goodness!" I have never seen him this way before. He must really like her. "So, what are you doing to do?" I asked him. "I am going to ask her to be my girlfriends! Tomorrow! I could not sleep that night and I knew Sam couldn't either. The next morning at school, he told me every detail about how he was going to ask her out. "So, I am going to take her hand, walk her over to the bench by the tennis courts, hold her hands, look into her eyes and say-'So, I know that you know that I like you, and Anne told me that you have a little something for me too. Will you be my girlfriend?' How does that sound?" "Sounds great!" He let out a huge breath of relief. Poor thing, he was so nervous. "Sam, there she is! Go! Good luck, relax, and don't forget to breathe!" I laughed. He started walking towards Jackie. "Joy, come here." Joy was one of my best friends. We peeked around the corner towards Jackie and Sam. They say down at the bench and my heart started pounding like crazy. Why was I so nervous? He wasn't asking me out. I guess I was just nervous for him. A huge wave of happiness and relief hit me when I saw them stand up and hug each other smiling. "Yes!" I shouted and hugged Joy. Sam looked over at us smiling and I gave him a thumbs-up as if to say-"You did great!"
Chapter 4: Junior year Equals Drama One way to describe junior year so far is hell. During the first semester, I struggled through A.P. The Friday after semester one finals, I decided to visit Nick at track practice after school. He was helping out at my high school's track and field team. I told him to text me when he got to my school and to tell me where they were practicing. It was three-thirty and I had been waiting in my car for forty-five minutes. I decided to text him and he told me that he had been here for about twenty minutes. I shook it off and decided to not be mad at him because I hadn't seen him all week. When I reached the back field, he said "hello" to me and gave me a quick kiss, but then he acted like I wasn't even there. That's it! I have absolutely had it! I was standing here in the cold rain to see him and he barely even acknowledged my presence. It's time to go. I have to talk to him about this tonight. My heart was already breaking. "I have to go." I said rigidly. "Okay." He gave me a quick kiss. "Bye." No hug, no 'I love you,' no nothing. Can he even tell that I am frustrated with him? Is he really that oblivious? I guess so. I walked across campus to the parking lot in tears. This is it, I thought, it is really over. When I got home, I called one of my best friends, Marie. She told me that I had to talk to him, and whatever the outcome turns out to be, it was for the best. Me and Nick's texting conversation went nowhere but downhill that night. Nick: Anne, what are you trying to get at? Anne: That we aren't as close anymore! Nick: You're right, we aren't as close. Anne: I mean, I still love you, and I still want to be with you. He never replied back to this last text, so I decided to send him another one about fifteen minutes later. Anne: Do you still love me? Nick: I don't know… At that moment, I lost it. Tears blurred my vision as they spilled down my face. Nick: I think we should take a break, and if we still miss each other in the end, then we will make it work. Anne: No, that's not a good solution to this. Nick: I have to go. I'll talk to you in a month. Bye. Anne: Please don't do this… And that was it. There was no reply to my text or answer when I called him. I was so shocked that I couldn't even thing straight. The only person who I could think about, at that moment, was my best friend, Sam. The only voice I really wanted to hear was his. I really wish he was with me right now. I wanted to feel his strong arms wrapped around me and to hear his works of comfort. Whenever I see him with his amazing smile and hear his magical voice, I automatically feel better. Marie texted me saying that she would be over in twenty minutes. Right after I replied to her message, I dialed speed-dial number thirty-five and pressed send. It was Sam. "Hey." he said when he answered his phone. "How are you doing?" "Not too great. Marie is on her way here." I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes. "Okay, that's good. She'll make you feel better. So, what happened? What did he say?" "He said he doesn't know if he loves me anymore. He said he doesn't think that we can fix this situation, and his last text said: 'I have to go. I'll talk to you in a month. Bye.' And that was it." My voice started cracking again. I felt so embarrassed being on the phone with Sam like this, but I didn't care. I was hurt, and I needed him. "Wait, he said all of this over a text message?" Sam asked sounding shocked. "Yeah, he did. I tried to call his cell phone after he sent me that last text message, but he screened my call. Then I called his house phone a few minutes later and his mom wouldn't give him the darn phone." I stared up at my white ceiling in tears. I was starting to get my pink pillow case wet, but I didn't care because I wasn't going to be able to sleep tonight anyways. He remained quiet on the other end of the phone listening to me. "He just…he broke my heart." I sobbed. "Anne, it's going to be okay. You are going to be fine. He is such an idiot for doing this to you. He didn't even have the guts to call you! I'm so sorry. I can't believe he did this to you!" He sounded really upset for me, but he also sounded like he was going to smack Nick in the face at the same time, which was absolutely okay with me! I heard a car door close out front, and the door bell rang a minute later. "Oh, Marie just got here. Can I call you after she leaves? It probably won't be too late." "Yeah, absolutely. You can call me whenever you need to, okay? I'll talk to you later. Bye." I flipped my phone closed and Marie came into my room. She gave me a long hug and I lost it completely. We sat down on my bed, which was covered with blankets, clothes, stuffed animals, and extra pillows. It almost looked like it had snowed in my bedroom because of all of the tissues that were covering the blue carpet. Once I had settled down, I went through my phone and read her every text that I sent to him and all of the stupid and idiotic messages he sent me. "Okay, so first of all," Marie started talking in a pretty serious tone. "if he is not willing to end it now instead of dragging it out, he has already lost you because you know better than to hang on to him in this type of situation. Just remember that this is his loss, not yours. You deserve so much better than him, and I can guarantee you that in two weeks, he is going to regret this. You're smart, athletic, pretty, and have a great heart. He is never going to get another girl as good as you. Tomorrow, we will do a huge sleepover at my house with Joy and Rose. We can watch movies and eat junk food all night." I looked up at her and smiled. "Go ahead and clean yourself up and heat up some Chinese food. I saw it in the kitchen." My dad had ordered take-out Chinese food from China Chili for dinner, which sounded absolutely amazing at the moment. Marie was right, I was starving. I walked to the bathroom carrying a mound of white tissues. I washed my face and brushed my hair out. My eyes ere so red and puffy, that they burned every time I blinked. When I got back into my room with a plate full of Chinese food, a couple of fortune cookies, and a very full glass of milk, I couldn't find Marie anywhere. Where was no way she could fit into my closet because I can barely fit my own clothes in there and there is no where else for her to go. My German Shepherd, Sasha, walked into my room and sniffed behind my door. Did she give me the slightest clue that Marie was behind my door? Yes, but I was completely oblivious to it. All of a sudden, Marie appears out from behind my door screaming and flinging Oakland Athletics pom-poms in my face. I gasped and jumped back. I was too shocked to even find my voice in order to scream. She almost made me drop my dinner! "Marie, don't you ever do that again! Holy cow!" We both couldn't breathe because we were laughing so hard. Something was different. As I looked around my small bedroom, I noticed that all of the pictures of Nick and the gifts that he gave me were gone. She hid them, I know she did. "Like it?" she asked still flinging the pom-poms around my head. Hello! Clumsy blonde, huge plate of Chinese food, and a huge glass of milk. Could she not see that this was a very dangerous situation? Obviously not, but to my amazement, I did not spill one thing, which was a first! "Yes, I love it! Now I don't have to be reminded of that stupid bastard anymore." I sat down at my desk and started eating. "Good girl. Let all of the anger out." She couldn't stop laughing, but it was okay because I couldn't either, which felt like a miracle. "He called me five minutes ago. It's over." I told Sam late that Sunday night. Thankfully, it was a three day weekend and I had one more day off. My mom was going to take me shopping at my favorite shoe store, DSW, and my friend and I are going to meet each other up at the ranch and ride our horses together. "He said that we have both changed a lot and that he doesn't want to be in a serious relationship in college. I swear that this is all my fault. I should have just kept my mouth shut and not have said anything." "No! Don't even say that! You had something you wanted to talk to him about and if he wasn't willing to listen and help fix the situation, then this is his fault. This is his loss, not yours. Trust me, you did everything right!" There was a moment of silence between us. "Okay?" "Okay," I replied. "Thank you." "Anytime." We talked for about two hours that night. Jackie was sick and I had just had my heart broken, so we were there for each other that night. Our conversations ranged from sports and injuries to our dream futures and other guys for me to date. He helped me forget all about Nick and I couldn't stop smiling and laughing. "So, during the entire time we were talking, did you think about Nick once?" he asked me. It was one in the morning. I thought I would be exhausted from the sleepover at Marie's house, but surprisingly, I wasn't. "Nope, I didn't." I replied smiling. "See? There you go. Everything is going to be okay and you are going to be absolutely fine." He was right. "Thank you so much for tonight, and for everything." "Anytime. I'm always here for you whenever you need me. Well, I am going to call it a night. I'll check on you tomorrow, technically later today." "Thanks, Sam. Good night." I flipped my phone closed and placed it on my nightstand. I laid in bed for about an hour before I was able to fall asleep. While I was lying there, I kept thinking about Sam. I haven't laughed on the phone like that in such a long time. There is definitely something between us, I thought, but we are just friends, and that is it. Why I always denied this feeling between us was beyond me, but next time, I won't. And that is a promise to myself that I am determined to keep. Junior prom day! March 28, 2009 was finally here! I have had this date on my calendar since the first day of school. Joy, Jackie, and the other girls in our group of friends, and I met at Marie's house to get ready. The list of things that I had to do before the party ran through my head over and over again. Hair appointment at ten-thirty, stop at the ranch to feed my horse, my mom is going to do my make-up at Marie's, eat lunch, get dressed, and then the boys will be at the house at four. Today was going to be phenomenal! I have been dreaming about this for so long. Over the years, I have watched movies with high school juniors going to their prom, and I had always dreamed that it was me, and that day was finally here! I could not believe it! Marie's house was insane! We had hair straighteners, curling irons, and make-up all over her room. The smell of hair spray filled the room. Marie and I were the first ones ready, and we pigged out on tortilla chips and guacamole before we got dressed. This was the most fun I have had in such a long time. I don't know why, but I kept thinking about Sam. I couldn't wait to see him in his all-black tuxedo. I wonder what he is going to think of me in my dress with my hair and make-up done. Wait, what was I saying? He has a girlfriend for crying out loud! I had to stop thinking about him, but it seemed almost impossible to do.
The Mission Valley Athletic League track and field championship meet was finally here. Joy, Marie, and I decided to go and watch Sam. I don't know why Jackie couldn't go. I wish she would have gone because Sam has been training for this meet everyday since the season started. We always called him "twinkle toes" because of the way he spun to throw a discus and glided to throw a shot put. I regret not doing track this year, but there is nothing I could do about it now other than to do it next year, which I will. Sam saw us approaching the shot put ring and he jogged over with a huge smile on his face. I love his smile, I thought. We sat down on the cream-colored railing wall, and then Marie and Joy went to the snack bar to get food. "So Anne, I've been thinking about breaking up with Jackie." Sam told me quietly. "What?" I was so shocked and surprised. I wasn't sure whether I shouted that or if I said it too quietly to the point he couldn't even hear me. "Yeah." He looked down. "I don't know why, but something has changed. We never do anything outside of school together, I can never get a word in when we talk because our conversations are always about her, and she is going around telling her friends, including you, every single detail about our relationship. And it's just…" He shook his head. "…it's not okay with me." My mouth just dropped. "How long has this been going on?" "Since around prom." "Two months! Why didn't you say anything?" "I don't know. I wanted to give it some time to see if things would change, but I doubt they will. I think I have given it enough time too." "Two months is way more than enough time! I am so sorry. I had no idea that this was going on." "You are the only one who knows, so please don't say anything, okay? Just keep it between you and me for right now." "I won't, I promise." He stood up and walked towards the shot put ring. "Good luck." "Thank you!" He turned around and smiled at me. I felt so bad for him. Here he was so excited about track and looking at scholarships, and he was hurting the entire time. The last thing I wanted was for him to get his heart broken. I wanted to help him as much as I possibly could, but I knew that there was only so much I could do. I couldn't stop thinking about him for the rest of the night. We were texting each other that night on how he was going to break the news to Jackie. He told me that he was going to do it during lunch and face to face. Before I fell asleep that night, I laid in bed and looked at pictures from junior prom. They looked to happy together, and he couldn't stop smiling that night. I couldn't believe that this was happening, especially to him, my best friend. The lunch bell finally rang the next day, and my cell phone vibrated with a text message two minutes later. Sam? Already? Sam: I told her, but she just walked away. I started to walk faster. Why did my locker have to be across campus? When I turned the corner to my locker, I saw Jackie sobbing with her hand over her mouth. Where was Sam? I wanted to find him to make sure he was alright. "Are you doing okay?" I asked Sam when I saw him at the end of lunch. I was coming back from the senior parking lot after walking Jackie out to her dad's car. "Yeah, I'm fine." He replied. He didn't seem fine though. "How is she?" "Not good. She went home." There was a moment of silence and he shook his head. "Sam, you did everything right. She is the one who walked away and wasn't willing to listen to what you had to say. Okay?" "Okay. Well, I should head to class. Give me a hug to make me feel better." I gave him a huge hug. "Thank you." "Anytime." I replied. He smiled my favorite smile, and then walked to his auto class. Yeah, I thought, he is going to be okay. Chapter 5: Summer Romance The final bell of junior year rang, which meant that summer was here! We were finally seniors and it was time for the end of the year barbeque at Marie's house. I felt like fifty pounds had been lifted off of my shoulders as I drove to her house. I didn't have to deal with the stress of drama and school for two months, finals were over, and I had survived the hardest year of high school. I felt so relieves and free that I couldn't stop smiling. I could smell the barbeque from the front of her house. I walked out to the backyard and immediately went to the chips, guacamole, and salsa that wads on the table. This is great, I said to myself. I can just relax and have fun with my friends without having the thought of homework stored in the back of my head. The hot dogs and hamburgers were finally ready. We moved the table and chairs from the sunny patio to the shade under the trees on the grass. There was a wooden bench on one side of the table that could fit two people. Please sit here, I tried to tell Sam telepathically, and he did! Yes! I sat next to him on the small bench. We signed each other's yearbooks, made a couple of prank phone calls, which made my stomach hurt from laughing more than eating too much food did. Then, we watched "Friday the 13th," which was not the movie I voted for. I was the wimp of the group and jumped at everything. I sat down on the smaller couch hoping that Sam would sit next to me, and he did. Was I really being that obvious about how I felt about him or was he reading my mind perfectly? Or could it possible be that he feels the same way about me? Even though I have seen this movie before and knew what to expect, it was just as scary as it was before. How in the world did Sam enjoy these kinds of movies? I had no idea, but I tried to act brave, which only lasted about three seconds into the movie, then I turned into a chicken. I will admit that I was focusing more on Sam than the movie. Afterwards, we climbed over her backyard fence to the elementary school behind her house. She really needed to get a new fence because this one was about to fall over. We played hide and seek and hid all over the campus. There were times when Sam and I would run into each other and we would run to different hiding places together. I felt like a little kid again. I was playing hide and go seek with all of my friends. I couldn't have asked for a better last day of school. It definitely topped last year's barbeque and the pool party the year before. Before I left that day, I think Sam hugged me at least three times. We probably weren't going to see each other until the end of July because I was going to be going on vacations, looking at college campuses, and getting ready for two summer horse shows. I erased that though from my head as quickly as I could because I didn't want to spoil the time we were spending together right now. When I walked out to the front towards my car, Marie and Joy stopped me, turned me around, and grabbed my keys out of my hands. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sam literally dive into the backseat of my car. He was going to attempt to scare me when I got into my car. I am pretty sure that I would have noticed someone lying in the backseat of my car, especially with no tinted windows. I know for a fact that I am not that blonde, even though it may seem like I am. My first trip of the summer was almost over already. Marie and I went to "Okay," I said that night while we were lying in out queen-sized bed in our hotel room. "I am going to tell you something that you cannot tell anyone, not even Joy." "Okay," she replied. I could tell that she was still dreaming about her new man. "Promise?" "I promise." She replied staring up at the ceiling. I hesitated on how I was going to say it and wondered if this was a good idea or not. "I think I like Sam." She jumped up and almost hit her head on the headboard, which would have been beyond hilarious. Yup, I said to myself, that got me her full attention. If it wasn't ten o'clock at night, I think she would have screamed. "What?" Her eyes were so wide that I thought they were going to pop out of her face. "I'm sorry, can you repeat that?" I started laughing. "I like Sam!" I told her slowly and clearly. She gasped and covered her mouth. "But please don't tell anyone, okay? I have been keeping this a secret for a while. You are the only one who knows. I've been going on and off about this since prom." She was still speechless. Okay, I'll explain the rest. "I just want to be careful about this because we are best friends and I don't want this to ruin our friendship."
"Happy Birthday!" I shouted at Marie when I arrived at her house. She was having a small sleepover with Joy and me. "Thank you!" I handed her gift to her, and then we went back to her bedroom. "So Anne, don't you have something you want to tell Joy?" I was confused at first, but I figured out what she was talking about by the tone in her voice. "I was going to wait for the right time to tell you, but never mind!" I glared at Marie. "Here it is. I like Sam, a lot." She smiled. "I know." "What?" I shouted and turned to glare at Marie again. I found it kind of funny that everything ended up coming back to her on this conversation. "Marie just told me." They both looked at me with an innocent smile on their faces. "She did what?" I threw my pillow at Marie, but I could not keep a straight face any longer. I busted up laughing. "It's true! I really like him!" "And he likes you." Joy told me with another innocent smile. What was up with the looks they keep giving me about this? It's starting to drive me insane! "Whoa, wait, what?" I shouted. Actually, it was more of a scream. They both smiled and me and nodded their heads. "Since when? How do you know?" "He told us," Marie replied. "When?" "On the last day of school at the barbeque after you left." Joy informed me. My mouth just dropped. "After you left, we went through the yearbook and we were teasing Sam about finding him a new girlfriend, and when we came to the page with your picture on it, he pointed at it and said-'I kind of have a thing for Anne.'" "So, the movie date that he and I are going on is not just best friends getting together and hanging out, it is an actual date?" I asked. "Yes," Marie replied. "Really?" "Yes!" They both shouted at me. I was speechless. "Wait a second. If you've known about this since the last day of school, you knew when I told you how I felt, didn't you?" Again, everything went back to Marie in this situation. Marie just laughed. "Yup, I did!" I smacked her in the arm. "You little pest! You knew all along! So, since I told you that I like him when you knew that he likes me, did you tell him that I like him?" I was speaking a mile a minute. "Huh?" asked Joy. Yeah, I kind of thought that you guys wouldn't get that. I just laughed. "Did you tell him how I feel about him?" "No, not yet at least." Marie answered. I couldn't stop smiling. I was so happy to know that he felt the same way about me as I did about him. I couldn't wait for him to get back from "Hey! I am out front!" Sam called me when he got to my house to pick me up for our first date. I had been ready for the last twenty minutes and I was sitting on my bed trying to watch television, but instead, I kept watching the clock. I took one last look in the mirror before I walked out the front door. My heart leaped when I saw him sitting in his car wearing his white t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He waved at me when he saw me walking down the drive way. "Hey!" I said getting into his car. It was great to see him again. I couldn't believe how much I had missed him. We left my house and caught up with each other on the way to the movies. I still can't believe he talked me into seeing the "Orphan." He told me everything about his trip to Lake Tahoe and I told him everything about This had to be the scariest movie ever made. The girl who was the orphan was actually a midget who escaped from a mental hospital jail because she was a psycho murderer. I was sunk down in my seat with my hands covering my face. Sam was just as scared as I was. "Where's your arm?" He asked me. I don't know why, but I was so confused at first. I held my arm up and he squeezed it. It hurt at first because of the arm rest and cup holder, but I adjusted my arm and squeezed his. He did this on purpose, I know he did. Then, I gently put my head on his shoulder and put my other hand on his arm. I was hesitant at first because I wasn't sure if that was too much or not. We stayed that way until the end of the credits, and then we left the theatre and went to Taco Bell. We were so petrified from the movie that we didn't want to go anywhere by ourselves or be the first one to get in the car. Sam even checked the backseat to make sure we were safe. We grabbed a bite to eat at Taco Bell, then he took me home. "Thank you so much for tonight. I had a great time." Sam told me as he walked me to the front door. "Me too. That was the most fun I have had in a long time." "Yeah, me too. We definitely need to do this again." "Absolutely." We reached my front door. I wasn't sure what to do. Should I hug him or not? I really want to though. "Well, it was great seeing you again." He hugged me. "You too." I smiled and hugged him back. He let go, smiled, and started walking back to his car. "Bye." He turned around and smiled at me one more time. "Bye." I replied and opened my front door. I stepped into my house and turned around to look back at him. I really do like him, so much. I closed the door, walked back to my room, and fell on top of my bed. I closed my eyes and replayed every moment of tonight in my head. I remembered the tingling feeling I got in my stomach when he linked his arm around mine and when he hugged me. I opened my eyes and jumped at my phone ringing. I opened it and got huge smile on my face. It was a text message from Sam. Sam: Hey, I'm home! That was so much fun tonight! The most I've had in a long time! Did you have fun? Anne: Me too! I had the best time tonight! Sam: We have to do that again! Anne: Absolutely! It was so good to see you again! Sam: It really was! I missed you like crazy! We were texting each other until two in the morning. Not only were we still freaked out from the movie, but neither one of us wanted to say good night. We could not stop talking to each other. I think I love him. I may be falling in love with him.
I couldn't sleep the night before Sunday, August 2nd. Sam and I were going on our second date today. We were going to see the movie "Up," then go to Krispy Kremes for dinner. I tried to keep myself occupied that day to help five o'clock get here as quickly as possible, but it didn't work because I still ended up staring at the clock all day. I went to church, the ranch, and then came home and washed my truck. When I was finished, it was finally time for me to get in the shower. My mom told me that she would do my make-up for me. I was really careful when I blow dried my hair. I made sure that my hair was shiny, my layers were tucked perfectly, and that is wasn't frizzy. It was five o'clock and the door bell rang. It was him, he was here! He said hello to my mom and step-dad, then we left. We bought popcorn, but I felt a little awkward because I was eating all of it and he only ate about two or three pieces. We were sitting in the back row, but we ended up moving to the back corner. This is kind of romantic, I thought. The lights dimmed and the movie began. I placed the popcorn on the seat next to me. The beginning of the movie was really sweet until the man's wife passes away. Sam had already seen this movie before, so he knew what was going to happen. "That's sad, huh?" He whispered to me. "Yeah, it is." I replied. "Aw, come here." He wrapped his arm around me and I leaned into him and rested my head on his shoulder. I put my hand in his and I could feel his heart start to race, and so was mine. "This is nice." He said after a few minutes. "Yeah, it is." I whispered back. I couldn't believe that this was happening. I am in love with Sam! I felt him shift his position slightly and he moved his head down to mine. I couldn't tell what he was doing at first, but then it him it. My heart was about to burst out of my chest. He gently placed his hand under my chin, and his lips touched mine. I'm kissing Sam, I thought, I can't believe this! His hand moved from my chin down to my neck. We stopped and we looked at each other smiling. I have never seen him smile so bright before. He kissed me again. It felt like time had stopped and that we were the only ones in the theatre. It was just us, me and Sam, and that is all that mattered. We were in our own little world with fireworks going off around us. It was magical. This was my The End |
Thursday, October 29, 2009
My Very Own Fairytale by Megan O'Connor
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Nice descriptions, but watch your verb tenses---you switched from past and present in some of your sentences and it got kind of confusing.
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