Aaron Ellis

blah at the memories.

hand me that guitar will you?" i smiled at him and picked it up. he held his hand out. his eyes sparkled. "bre." i smiled " hmm?" "lets pass the guitar like this m/" i laughed " okay."

i ran across the floor. he turned his head, smiled, and turned his head back, pretending not to notice me. i laughed, tapped his shoulder, and started tapping my foot. he laughed, "what?" i stopped laughing " i have to go." "well," he said, his eyes looking at the floor "good luck with those tests." i almost was tempted to kiss him, but i couldn't. instead i just laughed and ran out of the gymnasium. im such a freak. he's right.

he rubbed his hands. scott was like "dude. chill. its just a performance" aaron nodded but he wasn't nervous because of the performance. he had done plenty before. across the room i was looking at all the other musicians. aaron gave me a nervous smile. i laughed and gave him a thumbs up. his friends teased him for it.

"dude. when is a GOOD song gonig to come on?" kelsy shrugged "let's hope sometime soon" aaron got up "where you going? you gonna dance ot taylor swift?' i joked. he laughed "its a surprise." kelsy and i exchanged glances, like ohkayy.... when the song stopped, the DJ said into her microphone "this one's for a girl named Bre, from aaron." he walked over "it's ours" i got up from the wrestling mats we had been sitting on. "so what are you going to do now? slow-dance with me?" he smiled "lets make up our own dance." i laughed "like what? the hand-jive?'" he started doing weird dance with his hand, like he was waving or sonething. i cracked up, and we both started dancing like that until the song was over.

as we walked down the hallway, i tried to catch his eye. it was hard for him, i know, to act like he didn't care. that rachel was something worth it. i wondered what he might say. he looked up "handshake?" i frowned, a HANDSHAKE? thats what we came down to? i got an idea. i smiled and grabbed his hand. instea of smacking it, I held it for a second. he liked it, i knew, because he turned around and smiled. thats how we did our high-fives any other time. it was our little secret

well, go over there! nothings going to happen if you're over here talking to me!" maiya pushed me and pointed over to him. "you sure? i mean, what about rachel?" maiya gave me a look " do you see her over there? you're the one that loves him. get over there!" i laughed. " alright, alright" i roller-bladed over to where he was sitting, with his head in his arms. i put my hand on his shoulder, "you okay?" he looked up and smiled " im ok. could you sit down? i mean just sit down next to me?" i smiled and sat next to him. he sat back and put his head on my shoulder.

rachel found us like that. in the dark, his head resting on my shoulder. "hi!" he lifted his head up slowly, reluctantly, he looked at me sadly. i couldn't hold his gaze. i shook my head. "bye aaron." he looked hurt, but he gave me a high five. "later bre" as i bladed away, i looked back, and she was standing there with her hands on her hips.some people don't understand.

i didn't want to talk to him. he didn't mean what he said. he LIED to me. i pushed my way through people to try and leave the RTHS auditorium. "bre!" you're like, giving me this duh! look. i rolled my eyes, you were pointing at him. i shook my head. " i don't want to talk to him," i could see him, trying to get further up in line and get my attention at the same time. i pushed open the doors. all the way back to school i couldn't stop thinking about him. when we got off, you were like " whats the matter?" "nothing. i'll tell you later." i started to walk up the stairs when he touched my arm. he didn't say anything, he just looked at me in that way. tears formed in my eyes. i couldn't do it. i ran inside.

it was the usual time. the moment in the day we had somewhat to ourselves. i remember that day. i did the usual, got to class early "forgot" something and then went back to him. i couldn't believe my eyes when i saw JAKE COOK of all people, drinking from the same water fountain i used when we met up. aaron walked over, smiled at me, and looked to where i was staring. he made a oh-no-he-didn't face at him, looked at me and winked, then kicked jake in the back knee. jake turned around like "what the hell?" aaron towered over him "thats my girls fountain."

he sat down outside mrs. worthingtons room. he grabbed two chairs and set mine down first "what a gentleman" i winked. he laughed. he sat down first. i turned mine so i could talk to him face-to-face.he laughed at the way i sat down "how un-ladylike" we both laughed. and i stuck my tounge out at him.

he launched into another song, my smile encouraging him to play more. he was about to play when a complicated trumpet song filled the media center. aaron yelled over his shoulder, "shut up f*g."
"you're the one that sucks, aaron"
thats when aaron got mad,"whitman, watch yourself."
john looked at me and then at aaron "oh shut up aaron the two of us know you're just fighting with me to show off to your girlfriend."
aaron's and mine's faces reddened. he looked over at me, i laughed and turned away.
aaron continued arguing as i asked a girl with a viola "do they always fight like this?"
she shrugged "sometimes worse."
the last line; from aaron was " John. Shut up. You suck and you blow. you suck and you blow. you blow because you're a b*****d."
Triumphant, he turned to me, "you wanna walk around?"