Foreign LoveA Story by Laura Monique** I'm at school using their computers and typing fast so ignore the spelling, and if it doesn't make sense, i'll fix it when i get home **
::Chapter One::
As the bell rang students quickly gathered their things, and made way to their next class. Some were excited for their chosen elective, and some obvoiusly not so excited. Laura, one of the not so excited students leaned herself agaisnt the bumpy wall of the school gym and slid herself down to the floor. "It'll be fun don't be so down." Her tone was happy enough to make me sick. I began to think--Dance class who are you kidding. My head was spinning with thoughts about this class, but a little part of me thought it might be fun. "Chels, tell me whats wrong" "I just don't think this class is going to be all that fun, I mean if I can't make you like it and all. Plus if you don't like it how am I going to have fun?" I quickly covered my mouth, and let out a small laugh, and paused. Smiling at her. " Looks like you found your self a good reason to come ey" She laughs. I finally begin to talk to her about some things that had happend a few days ago with an ex boyfriend of mine, but she must have spaced out as well because all she kept saying was "uh huh, Yeah, i know, and you can do it" I laughed becuase i knew she was looking at someone too. I just couldn't spot him. Trying to follow her eyes, I finally met. She was staring a boy with short hair, some what in a short spike. He was tall, wearing a button up dress shirt, and light baggy jeans. He sat there grinning. He must have been one of the few who didn't want to take this class, becuase he didn't look to thrilled. "nu uh, no, no, am not i just think he looks cute. Remember I don't want to like anyone" I began to laugh. I decided the best thing to do would be to agree, because there's no winning when Chelsey puts her mind to something.
::Chapter Two::
The magic bell made its call, and all the students with first lunch started rushing to grab their food. Chelsey, and I were calmly walking to find a place to sit. The SBO's excitedly putting up signs for the next school dance. Sadies. I always hated dances. They never appealed to me in anyway. To dress up overly fancy for a bunch of retarded high school boys didn't really make me think " Oh, this should be great let me go out of my way to impress some jerk that will totally want me afte this" Right. I laughed at the thought of going. "Looks like your not going to disagree with that" After talking for a little bit we came to the conclusion of getting lunch, and totally dropping the subject for another time because some stupid boys came and sat next to us. They had big mouths and didn't know when enough was enough. So we kept quite, and just watched them goof around the rest of lunch. Its kind of funny to see what a bunch of junior boys can come up with to entertain themsevles. I got really quite, and spaced out for basically the rest of lunch, and I started to think a lot about so much. Things just weren't straightening out in my head. I needed to talk about it.. My next two classes weren't with chelsey, so maybe I'd just go call her after school. " I'm going to call you after school okay" I could tell she knew something was up because of how she said okay, and told me to have fun in my next two classes. It was sure she knew something was wrong. She possibly could read me better than anyone else I knew. I actually liked it because, I didn't like to go around telling people i'm upset or whatever. "So whats bugging you" She made the call rather than me. She always beat me to it. I slammed my self onto my bed and let loose. You see. I had this boyfriend for more than a year. She knew the whole story. He has been on my mind for months, and letting go wasn't something I could do so easily. Takes a lot of time. Everything reminded me of him. His slightly taller than me body, the way he looked at me before the kiss was about to take place. Everything. Well, anways we talked for about 2 hours about everything, and i started to feel better. She loved dance, it always made her laugh plus its been two weeks in, and each time she danced with that boy which by the way we still don't know his name. She gets all giddy, and yeah I do admit it did make me laugh. A lot. " It's okay we'll have fun tomrrow just watch, I'll do anything to make you laugh " She quicky atttempted to correct herself.
::Chapter Three::
"Do you want to dance?"
His smile went nearly from ear to ear. You could tell he liked her, and you could tell he wanted her by the way he slid his hand down her side, and pulled her in with each spin he threw her into. It was like he waited with anticipation for the next spin in the dance. It seemed so unreal to Chelsey, that this could actually been happening again. Each pull in sent a unexplainable feeling to her stomach, but she liked it.
"How are you, " He asked her with a very interested nervous voice.
"Great, just trying to understand this dance," All he could do was nod to that.
The dance finally stopped, and they let go of eachother, and kind of stepped back. Wanting to continue, Chelsey turned around and walked back toward me, and I being me began to laugh.
"What's so funny?," She was laughing too, so I knew she had the exact right idea as to why I was laughing.
I casually walked over to where he had been sitting, and keeping in mind I had no idea what his name was. None of us did. Tapping him on his shoulder I asked.
"I think she is cute"
"He said your cute, but i dont like that girl"
In a werid way it was funny, but at the same time I didn't want her glaring at me that way.
"Really, he said that? Why? " "She is stupid! SO stupid she glared at me she has no right to look at me like that!"
"So..Laura--Do you know his name yet? "
I thought I could maybe go ask again, but I didn't wanna be by that stupid girl, she was dumb. I was mad.
Chelsey must not have heard because now she was talking to this other guy andrew he was pretty cute. I thought so anyway. I liked talking to him, but I couldn't tell if he liked Chelsey, Or even if she liked him. They seemed to talk a lot, and I wondered so i tried to not talk to him much as i could.
" I gotta go now laura. "
I usually liked to go sluffing with her, but this time I think i was just going to stay in class, and not leave. Its better that i stay.
As she got up that cute boy turned and watched her leave. Yeah, something was up, I loved it! Andrew seemed to not like it, but That's okay.
I sat and thought about that one for a second I wasn't sure really.. I paused..
He would make these funny faces with werid emotions on purpose.
"He does'nt even speak english!"
I Knew it. He liked her. Atleast a little. He had to have. Who knows.
"Obviously"
I wanted to leave not we didn't say much to eachother after that, and I was just texting chelsey. I was tellin gher about andrew, and how he didn't speak english. She seemed kinda shocked, i mean after all this wasn't the first boy she had a crush on that didn't speak very good english.
Who knew she would like this one that much, never even thought, Not me, and not even her... © 2008 Laura MoniqueAuthor's Note
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Added on June 3, 2008 Last Updated on June 8, 2008 AuthorLaura MoniqueUT, LV, L.A, N.Y, UTAboutLaura Monique, I've been writing for about 2 years now-- Well okay, since I could hold up a pencil but you know what i mean. Trying to actually write stories and all. : ) Basically I do it for me, and.. more..Writing
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