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Post by Monday on Sept 26, 2006 22:37:00 GMT -5
well, i really liked this idea, so i thought i would keep it. it's kind of sci-fi ish, so yah. i bet you'll like it though, cus it also has alot to do with romance. plus it'll be in first person, so this should be interesting. lol. i know i have alot of other stories, but i find it's good to mix it up alot, so i don't get bored.
meghan
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Post by Monday on Sept 26, 2006 23:15:13 GMT -5
I remember when I thought the most exciting time in my week was getting to hang out with my friends. Don't get me wrong, I love them to death and, at the time, being with them was the most important thing to me in the world. My name, for starters, is Maia. Don't ask me why it's spelled like that, it just is; it's pronounced like Mia though. I am, or once was I should say, a typical nerdy highschool girl. I played the clarinet in the band, and had braces that matched the school colors. I was about to turn sixteen and had decided that I was absolutly in love with Justin Wood, the boy with golden blond hair and deep blue eyes, that sat behind me in Algebra ll and Chemistry. I was taking all advanced classes, and every day when i got home (after marching practice) I would do all my homework before getting online and talking to my friends. I was terribly shy around guys, and wanted nothing more but to fall in love and live happily ever after. Unfortanately, life has a knack for screwing me over. Irony, my friends, is a bitch.
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Post by Monday on Sept 26, 2006 23:35:58 GMT -5
October had to be my most favorite month. Not only because that's the month I was born in but because it was right in the middle of marching season for the band. It was alot of hard work, and plenty of long hours in the scoarching Texas sun, but it all payed off in the end when you heard the applas from a stadium full of people. I heard them every single football game and never once got tired of it.
I never was a very lucky girl at this point. I was never popular or flirty, or even all that pretty. I was just me, and that was all I needed. I had curly blond hair, light brown eyes, and didn't know the meaning of being sun burnt. I was very gangly and clumbsy and was often embarrasing myself by tripping over things and what not. Grace was not my strong suit. I had what I considered then to be a quite inadiquat bust size, though my friend Kait disagreed. She wore a size double D and said she would rather have a smaller chest any day. Kait, Tia, Sunny and I were best friends, and I spent more time with them then I did with my family. They were my family.
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Post by Monday on Sept 27, 2006 20:58:12 GMT -5
That October, however, things would be completly flipped around. I turned sixteen on the first and was determined to not be the shy girl that I was for the first fifteen years of my life.
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Post by Monday on Oct 2, 2006 22:39:44 GMT -5
So I did what I thought was never possible. I talked to Justin. And it wasn't just like I just said Hi and counted that as talking to him. I actaully had an honest-to-god conversation with him. At first it was slow and we only talked about the things we could relate too: chemistry and algebra ll. It turns out that he was barelly passing the two classes, (which were his only Pre-Ap classes) and we complained about how much work it was, even though in the back of my mind I was remembering how I had made a solid 93 in the class.
That's pretty much what our conversations were about, how much trouble all the homework was and how difficult the tests were. I even sometimes helped him with his homework... well, okay, I helped him with his homework alot. Either way, I was happy to just be talking to him at all, and within a week, I considered us to be friends. Sadly, however, I soon learned that he had a girlfriend, and her name was Lauren Holder. If he wasn't talking about chemistry, he was talking about her. Constantly. Lauren was in the same Alegbra ll class as Justin and I, and they always sat by each other. And Lauren, I soon learned, was not the sharpest tool in the shed. Either she is really good at playing the stupid ditsy girl, or she really is a stupid ditsy girl. She constantly blurted out the most idiotic things in class, and it didn't just annoy me. The girl behind me siad that she was in her math class last year too, and did the same thing all the time.
Despite his current relationship, however, i still had hope that Justin would come to see me as the better person.
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Post by Monday on Oct 3, 2006 22:25:32 GMT -5
((just so ya'll know, i put added a bit in the begginning. all i said was that her name was Maia, but it's pronounced like Mia. there's a reason it's spelled that way, and you'll find out later.))
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Post by Monday on Oct 3, 2006 23:02:21 GMT -5
A whole month had past before I even new it and Justin and I were as thick as theives. Well as close as we could be with his girlfriend around. My friends thought that Justin and I would end up together, but I denied what they said and told them that as long as Justin had a girlfriend, i would just be his friend, and that i would never try to more than that while Lauren and him were together. Which, by the way he talked on and on about her, I suspected that they would never fight.
But by the end of November things weren't looking so good between the two of them.
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Post by Monday on Oct 4, 2006 7:30:15 GMT -5
It started on Monday with a simple arguement about were to sit at lunch. Lauren wanted to go sit with her friends like usual, but Justin was tired of sitting with those "annoying chics" and insisted on sitting with his friends. what started out as a petty argument on Monday, turned into a war by Thursday. and when i say war i'm not just being an over dramatic teenager. you could tell just walking down the halls who was on Lauren's side, and who was on Justin's.
Anyways, I new walking into Chemistry on Friday first period, that i was about to hear an earful. But instead I entered the room and saw Justin sitting in his normal seat smiling. that dazzling smile that makes a chill go up my spine and makes is wonderful blue eyes look even more bright. I sat down beside him, and instead of hearing something about Lauren, I heard " Hey Maia". It sounds simple but it meant alot to me. We got to talking and eventually I just had to ask.
"So. What's up with Lauren?"
For a second he looked like he completly blanked and was just lost in the moment and forgot completly about anyone else. Which of course I knew because that's how i felt everytime I was talking to Justin. completly lost in the moment. i couldn't help but just stare at his mouth. i know it sounds bad, but i couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to kiss those lips.
"Umm..." Justin stated. He may have been gorgeous, but he was never very smart, god bless him. "We broke up."
"I'm sorry." I said, just like a good friend should, even though on the inside I was cheering.
But to my surprise he didn't say what I thought he was going to say. "I'm not sorry."
"You're not?" I asked astonished.
"No. Things were going down hill, and I new it would be over soon. Besides. It's hard to stay in a relationship when you want to be with someone else." and then he flashed me another one of those smiles and I swear my heart skipped a beat.
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Post by Monday on Oct 10, 2006 23:01:22 GMT -5
And then the bell rang. right then and there when i was positive that he was going to say that it was me that he had wanted to be with. and before i could say a wourd to him his friends were dragging him off. "I'll see you tommorrow." he said still smiling and waving as his friends dragged him out the door and away from me. I was dissapointed, but quickly concluded that waiting one more day wouldn't change anything. So I went home, ate, did homework and decided to take a nice long hot shower. After I take a shower, everything else just seems to melt away. That's what I loved about them... well that and the smelling good part.
I was all done with my shower and was looking forward to putting on my soft comphy pj's and slipping into my warm and cozy bed to read a bit before i went to sleep. I wrapped a towl around my body, and then one around my head which ended up half blinding me. I stumbled out of the bathroom and had already shut my room door before I finally looked around my room. At this point in time I promptly decided it was a good point in time to scream.
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Post by Wednesday on Oct 11, 2006 6:48:20 GMT -5
((you can't leave us hanging like that))
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Post by Monday on Oct 11, 2006 7:20:49 GMT -5
((lol. don't worry, i'm gonna post tonight.))
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Post by Wednesday on Oct 11, 2006 18:36:07 GMT -5
((You better))
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Post by Monday on Oct 11, 2006 23:43:45 GMT -5
((lol.))
So here I am right now, standing in my room, dripping wet and all i have between me and some stranger in my room is a towl. So yah, I screamed. I've always been a rather jumpy person, but this just pushed me over the edge and I was completely freaking out. I mean, you would be two if there were two strange men in your room, who were dressed in extremely odd clothing.
The first man was wearing long green robes, and held an extremely large and old looking book in his hands. The other man, who really wasn't a man at all, but looked to me to be about 18 years old, was wearing an outfit that you would expect to see on a man from the 18th century. The man in the robes went slightly wide eyed and nearly dropped his book when I screamed, while the other man didn't seem phased at all, as if this was something completely normal. Then we just stood there, starring each other down until finally I broke the silence. "Who the hell are you, and why are you in my room?"
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Post by Wednesday on Oct 12, 2006 6:39:24 GMT -5
((LOL))
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Post by Monday on Oct 12, 2006 23:12:53 GMT -5
The man in the robes seemed to be trying to compose himself, while the second man just stood there with the same unreadable expression. Then the man in the robes began to speak. "I am Aldebaran the third," he proclaimed taking a bow, "the head scribe of the noble kingdom Maia. And I am here to bring you home, my dear lady."
"Ohhhhkkkaayyyy" I said, now really freaked out. First of all this really weird guy was in my personal room uninvited, and he wanted to "take me home". What exactly did he mean by that? Was it some sub secret code for, "I'm going to murder you"? I decided to take it for the litteral meaning instead. "Well you don't have to worry about that Mr. Albaberan, because i'm already home. So you can be leaving now, and if your lucky I just might not call the cops."
I just smiled at me like I was some sweet niave little girl. "I'm afraid you don't understand me."
Okay, so now he was calling me stupid too?! I don't think so. "No, you don't understand. Get out of my house right now or I will call the cops." I expected him to frown now, or even get a little mad, but i deffinatly didn't expect him to laugh. and that's exactly what he did. he laughed at me even after i had threatened him. this guy really was a nut job.
"You really do have some fire in you, don't you. Just like your mother. And you two look so alike, if I didn't know better, I would say you were her."
"You must have the wrong person," I said now, "I look nothing like my mother." It was true. She had brown eyes, short reddish brown hair and a more valuptious build, while I had blonde curly hair, green eyes, and a slender build. We were nothing alike.
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