Chapter twoA Chapter by Teenage poet
6:00 a.m. and my alarm clock goes off. I hit the snooze button twice like my regular routine. I jump in the shower of course with the lights off because it’s like 5 minutes of extra sleep. Which could never hurt anyone? I grab my bag and my cell phone and I’m off to school. I catch the bus and since none of my friends ride it I end up putting my headphones in and listen to some music. When the bus pulls up at the school I notice Kimmi right away. I race over to her and we have a mindless conversation about the new school and all the new boys. Secretly I didn’t care about the boys because I was already in love. I knew who my baby daddy was going to be and his name is Weston. Even though he may not know it yet. I haven’t told Kimmi yet because she would tell somebody and then I would get in trouble for liking an older man. I wasn’t willing to take that chance. At least not just yet. When I am eighteen and it won’t be illegal for me to date him or do anything with him I will end up telling her. First I need to let him know that I’m completely and utterly in love with him. Anyway back on subject.
Japanese went fast. It was a basic intro about what we where going to do throughout the year. It went faster because Kimmi was there and we where throwing paper footballs back and forth at each other. We ended up getting yelled at in Japanese which sucked because it was the first day and the first hour of the beginning of the year. I went through the rest of the day without getting yelled at but in Science I ended up getting a detention because I fell asleep. I have a feeling me and my science teacher Mrs. Shnite aren’t going to get along very well this year. On the very first day can you believe I got a damn detention. This sucks I don’t know how I am going to be able to tell my parents what happened. Because they think I never get in trouble and don’t do anything wrong. Mainly because I don‘t tell them really anything. If you don’t tell your parents the bad thing about you then they won’t think you do anything wrong.
The rest of the day went by with a breeze. You don’t really have to do anything but sit there attentive. To be honest though all you have to do if keep your eyes open and head up and they think you are listening to there boring chicken scrabble. I learned that a while ago when you get bored enough in history class you find out some very interesting ways to fake listen.
At the end of school I was so excited because I saw him. I saw Weston. As I was getting on the bus after saying by to Kimmi he drove by the school and waved to me. He actually waved to me. Oh my god it was amazing. He looked amazing in his purple truck. Hah I know a purple truck is nothing to be proud of but he still looked stunning. I ran over to his car as he slowed down at the stop sign. He told me to get in. I was a little nervous. But what could a ride home hurt. As we were driving he asked me how school was and boring questions that most people ask. Then I blurted out from the tension I’m in love with you. He looked at me like I was crazy and sped up the car. We sat in silence the rest of the ride home. I got out of the car and muttered a thanks and ran inside. I knew I had messed up in saying that. I should have kept my mouth shut. Now I will never be able to get with him. The love of my life is scared of me. I can’t believe I just did that. I feel like a moron. I feel like an idiot. No I feel mortified. This is the most horrible thing that could have possibly happened. And now he is going to tell his wife and I will never be able to see him again and his wife will want to beat me up. This is just tragic. I feel like dieing now © 2008 Teenage poet |
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Added on July 12, 2008 AuthorTeenage poetolathe, KSAboutI am a 14 year old poet who expresses feeling through it and hopefully gets published one day. more..Writing
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