“Kise!” Ranma’s voice rang out from two flights down. “C’mon! We’re gonna meet your Duncan-honey!”
I blinked, distracted. “Duncan-honey? Really, Ranma?”
“Yeah!” He was still my older brother, obnoxious and annoying and ... well, Ranma. “C’mon, Kise! Ya got some making-out to do now? Huh? Huh?”
My eyes flashed open, and I sprinted downstairs as fast as I could. I stalked up to Ranma, and my sharp melted-chocolate eyes could’ve dug a hole in his skull.
“Ranma, no way.”
“Why not?”
“We’re not dating, u idiot. I don’t think we ever will.”
“Are u suuuuure?” His gaze was still amused, and I wanted to stempel, punch my fist into his smug smile.
“YESSS!” I snapped. “I ... he’ll never like me, u know. It’s creepy that you’re vrienden with him. He doesn’t like anyone.”
Ranma laughed. “C’mon, baby. Duncan’s not so bad.”
I felt myself blushing a light pink. “Never call me that again, Ranma. of else I’ll need an excuse of why your body was found in a closet to say to Genma.”
“Aw, c’mon, sis. I can’t be that bad.”
“Apparently, you’re not aware of how bad u can be,” I muttered.
--
My hart-, hart pounded as I walked up to Gwen, my best friend. “Gwen...” I started.
“Kise! Hey!” She smiled at me. “So, what’s new?”
“Nothing much. I ... have a datum with Duncan tonight.” I looked around to see no-one was in earshot.
“Omigosh! You’re serious?!” Gwen did one of her little bounce-jumps that happened almost un-consiously.
“Shhh!” I shoved her. “Yes, I do. It had nothing to do with me of him, though. Ranma set us up.”
“Ooh,” Gwen giggled. “Your brother is really something, ain’t he?”
“No!” I groaned. “He’s childish and annoying.”
Gwen looked surprised. “Ranma? Really? But he’s so cute. And smart. And ...”
“OKAY!” I sighed, not wanting to hear my best friend go on and on about my brother.
“Aren’t u glad?”
The word sent a flutter through my heart, not that I could control it. “Uh ... glad? Why would I be?”
Gwen rolled her eyes. “C’mon, Kise. You’ve told me how much u love Duncan.”
“Shut up, Gwen. u just happen to be the one interested in an idiotic moron with puffy hair.”
Gwen looked into my eyes dreamily. “You have his eyes...”
I laughed. “Ew, Gwen! Don’t u go all lesbo on me.”
--
Okay. I was late for my stinkin’ datum with Duncan door about 40 minutes. I was watching Total Drama Island, okay?! It’s on at 7:30, and oh god have I got to watch the new episode. But why did I still go, even though Duncan was probably already at home pagina doing whatever he was doing. Carving skulls. Killing rabbits. Throwing gummy-bears into the toilet. Whatever.
But I did go. One little part of me felt that I shouldn’t have watched TDI, and headed to the datum 30 minuten early to make sure I wasn’t late (which makes no sense but whatever) for my datum with Duncan. That little flicker of me made my feet march towards to the door, head in my pale-gold Beemer, and drive towards the Starbucks right door 10th.
And I’m kinda ashamed to say, that part is a really big part of me.
--
I walked in the Starbucks café, which was almost empty except for an old man reading a newspaper sitting near the back of the café. Duncan sat on a couch, and as the door opened he looked back at me with his beautiful blue eyes.
“Kiseki?” He pronounced my full name carefully.
“Duncan.. sorry I’m late.” I smiled sheepishly and looked at my navy flats.
He smiled. “It’s ‘kay, baby. Sit.”
He did not just call me that.
I sat down on the chair beside him. There was a coffee cup right in front of me, and I nodded towards it. “For me?”
“Yeah. It’s kinda cold, though.” He laughed. “Watchin’ a new episode of TDI?”
I grinned. “Uh huh. TDI is awesome. I watch it every night.” I took a sip of my coffee.
“Fave episode?” he said, winking.
“Uh... the cliff-diving one. Episode 1, part 2. It’s like, beast.”
Duncan made some kind of connection. “You just love to see me shirtless, don’t ya?”
I giggled despite myself, and I smiled flirtatiously, and in my sweetest voice I said,
“Maybe.”
Duncan smiled his hot juvy-boy smile. “That means yes, u know,” he whispered in my ear. “Maybe always means yes.”
“Oh, is that so?” I giggled.
“Of course. And I know what you’re thinking, baby.”
I jumped up, startled. “What?”
“I know u want me, Kise-Princess.”
I was speechless. Sure, I wanted him – but only because I had a major crush on him for like forever.
“And I know u want the answer to that question.”
“W-what question?” I stuttered. But of course I knew what he meant. Just as the words flew through my mind one door one, I heard him say,
“Do I like you.”
I blushed. “Well, do you?” I giggled nervously. “C’mon, people are waiting. Tell me so I can get out of here.”
Duncan smiled, lowered his eyelids, and whispered,
“Maybe.”
“Maybe always means yes,” I whispered back.
Duncan blinked, and the juvy-boy act was totally gone for that moment. He was the real Duncan then, and I wondered briefly how what could’ve happened. “Not always,” he murmured. “Sometimes it means no.”
I felt both confusion and disappointment swelling inside me.
Duncan continued. “Like for this time, it means no,” he said, wrapping his arms around me.
“I—” I started, but Duncan put his finger to my lips.
“No, Kise. I don’t like you,” he said, hugging me tighter.
I was puzzled as I put together his words and his actions. I didn’t make sense. He was saying he didn’t like me, but he was hugging me? What’s with that? I had put two and two together, and I ended up with five...
Duncan smiled sweetly, then he zei meer clearly, “I love you.”
I understood now, but I was so breathless I couldn’t speak.
Duncan, the guy I’d had a crush on forever, was in love with me?
“I’ve wanted u forever, u know I have,” he zei quietly.
I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t say anything, so I just pressed my lips to his cheek, worrying briefly about the lip-gloss I had put on earlier. Would it show? Would Duncan run away from me in disgust?
He didn’t, he just smiled at me like he’s never smiled at anyone else ever before, and it was a moment made of perfect.
Staring into his eyes, I worried if I could ever look away. He drew me closer, just until my face was an inch from his. I saw the resolve in his eyes, and my hart-, hart leapt.
Do it, u idiot!
Our lips met, and for a minuut I couldn’t think anything straight. He was here with me, and he wanted me. I closed my eyes, throwing my arms around his neck just as his slid around mine, but suddenly, a voice shattered my thoughts and concentration.
“Hey! u can’t make-out here! Are u gonna order a coffee of what?!”
It was the Starbucks guy. I backed away from Duncan, embarrassed.
“Sorry, sir. We were just leaving,” Duncan zei with amusement in his voice.
He stood up along with me, and he smiled at me for the like, ten-millionth time today.
As we were advancing to the corner where we would part, I asked him,
“Just out of curiosity ... do u think we’ll have another datum ever again?”
Duncan turned, and gazed into my eyes, grinning. “Maybe,” he whispered, and headed off left.
As I turned right, my hart-, hart fluttered.
Maybe always means yes...
I blinked, distracted. “Duncan-honey? Really, Ranma?”
“Yeah!” He was still my older brother, obnoxious and annoying and ... well, Ranma. “C’mon, Kise! Ya got some making-out to do now? Huh? Huh?”
My eyes flashed open, and I sprinted downstairs as fast as I could. I stalked up to Ranma, and my sharp melted-chocolate eyes could’ve dug a hole in his skull.
“Ranma, no way.”
“Why not?”
“We’re not dating, u idiot. I don’t think we ever will.”
“Are u suuuuure?” His gaze was still amused, and I wanted to stempel, punch my fist into his smug smile.
“YESSS!” I snapped. “I ... he’ll never like me, u know. It’s creepy that you’re vrienden with him. He doesn’t like anyone.”
Ranma laughed. “C’mon, baby. Duncan’s not so bad.”
I felt myself blushing a light pink. “Never call me that again, Ranma. of else I’ll need an excuse of why your body was found in a closet to say to Genma.”
“Aw, c’mon, sis. I can’t be that bad.”
“Apparently, you’re not aware of how bad u can be,” I muttered.
--
My hart-, hart pounded as I walked up to Gwen, my best friend. “Gwen...” I started.
“Kise! Hey!” She smiled at me. “So, what’s new?”
“Nothing much. I ... have a datum with Duncan tonight.” I looked around to see no-one was in earshot.
“Omigosh! You’re serious?!” Gwen did one of her little bounce-jumps that happened almost un-consiously.
“Shhh!” I shoved her. “Yes, I do. It had nothing to do with me of him, though. Ranma set us up.”
“Ooh,” Gwen giggled. “Your brother is really something, ain’t he?”
“No!” I groaned. “He’s childish and annoying.”
Gwen looked surprised. “Ranma? Really? But he’s so cute. And smart. And ...”
“OKAY!” I sighed, not wanting to hear my best friend go on and on about my brother.
“Aren’t u glad?”
The word sent a flutter through my heart, not that I could control it. “Uh ... glad? Why would I be?”
Gwen rolled her eyes. “C’mon, Kise. You’ve told me how much u love Duncan.”
“Shut up, Gwen. u just happen to be the one interested in an idiotic moron with puffy hair.”
Gwen looked into my eyes dreamily. “You have his eyes...”
I laughed. “Ew, Gwen! Don’t u go all lesbo on me.”
--
Okay. I was late for my stinkin’ datum with Duncan door about 40 minutes. I was watching Total Drama Island, okay?! It’s on at 7:30, and oh god have I got to watch the new episode. But why did I still go, even though Duncan was probably already at home pagina doing whatever he was doing. Carving skulls. Killing rabbits. Throwing gummy-bears into the toilet. Whatever.
But I did go. One little part of me felt that I shouldn’t have watched TDI, and headed to the datum 30 minuten early to make sure I wasn’t late (which makes no sense but whatever) for my datum with Duncan. That little flicker of me made my feet march towards to the door, head in my pale-gold Beemer, and drive towards the Starbucks right door 10th.
And I’m kinda ashamed to say, that part is a really big part of me.
--
I walked in the Starbucks café, which was almost empty except for an old man reading a newspaper sitting near the back of the café. Duncan sat on a couch, and as the door opened he looked back at me with his beautiful blue eyes.
“Kiseki?” He pronounced my full name carefully.
“Duncan.. sorry I’m late.” I smiled sheepishly and looked at my navy flats.
He smiled. “It’s ‘kay, baby. Sit.”
He did not just call me that.
I sat down on the chair beside him. There was a coffee cup right in front of me, and I nodded towards it. “For me?”
“Yeah. It’s kinda cold, though.” He laughed. “Watchin’ a new episode of TDI?”
I grinned. “Uh huh. TDI is awesome. I watch it every night.” I took a sip of my coffee.
“Fave episode?” he said, winking.
“Uh... the cliff-diving one. Episode 1, part 2. It’s like, beast.”
Duncan made some kind of connection. “You just love to see me shirtless, don’t ya?”
I giggled despite myself, and I smiled flirtatiously, and in my sweetest voice I said,
“Maybe.”
Duncan smiled his hot juvy-boy smile. “That means yes, u know,” he whispered in my ear. “Maybe always means yes.”
“Oh, is that so?” I giggled.
“Of course. And I know what you’re thinking, baby.”
I jumped up, startled. “What?”
“I know u want me, Kise-Princess.”
I was speechless. Sure, I wanted him – but only because I had a major crush on him for like forever.
“And I know u want the answer to that question.”
“W-what question?” I stuttered. But of course I knew what he meant. Just as the words flew through my mind one door one, I heard him say,
“Do I like you.”
I blushed. “Well, do you?” I giggled nervously. “C’mon, people are waiting. Tell me so I can get out of here.”
Duncan smiled, lowered his eyelids, and whispered,
“Maybe.”
“Maybe always means yes,” I whispered back.
Duncan blinked, and the juvy-boy act was totally gone for that moment. He was the real Duncan then, and I wondered briefly how what could’ve happened. “Not always,” he murmured. “Sometimes it means no.”
I felt both confusion and disappointment swelling inside me.
Duncan continued. “Like for this time, it means no,” he said, wrapping his arms around me.
“I—” I started, but Duncan put his finger to my lips.
“No, Kise. I don’t like you,” he said, hugging me tighter.
I was puzzled as I put together his words and his actions. I didn’t make sense. He was saying he didn’t like me, but he was hugging me? What’s with that? I had put two and two together, and I ended up with five...
Duncan smiled sweetly, then he zei meer clearly, “I love you.”
I understood now, but I was so breathless I couldn’t speak.
Duncan, the guy I’d had a crush on forever, was in love with me?
“I’ve wanted u forever, u know I have,” he zei quietly.
I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t say anything, so I just pressed my lips to his cheek, worrying briefly about the lip-gloss I had put on earlier. Would it show? Would Duncan run away from me in disgust?
He didn’t, he just smiled at me like he’s never smiled at anyone else ever before, and it was a moment made of perfect.
Staring into his eyes, I worried if I could ever look away. He drew me closer, just until my face was an inch from his. I saw the resolve in his eyes, and my hart-, hart leapt.
Do it, u idiot!
Our lips met, and for a minuut I couldn’t think anything straight. He was here with me, and he wanted me. I closed my eyes, throwing my arms around his neck just as his slid around mine, but suddenly, a voice shattered my thoughts and concentration.
“Hey! u can’t make-out here! Are u gonna order a coffee of what?!”
It was the Starbucks guy. I backed away from Duncan, embarrassed.
“Sorry, sir. We were just leaving,” Duncan zei with amusement in his voice.
He stood up along with me, and he smiled at me for the like, ten-millionth time today.
As we were advancing to the corner where we would part, I asked him,
“Just out of curiosity ... do u think we’ll have another datum ever again?”
Duncan turned, and gazed into my eyes, grinning. “Maybe,” he whispered, and headed off left.
As I turned right, my hart-, hart fluttered.
Maybe always means yes...
In Highschool we all have our groups. Well I this is my opinon on TDI in school.
Group One- Ezekiel, Harold, Cody, Cody, Noah, and Owen
Group 2- Eva, Gwen, LeShawna, Heather
Group 3- Trent, Duncan, Justin
Group 4- Izzy, Bridgette, Courtney
Group 5- Geoff, Tyler, DJ
Group 6- Beth, Katie, Sadie, Lindsay,
Group One because there all kind of offbeat guys and they could not really get dates.
Group two- Because they are th girls who are not afraid to ge dirty and they are all tough!
Group 3- The not athletic good looking populair guys.
Group 4- The average smart, kind a cool girls who are over acheivers.
Group 5- The cool athlete who always are working out.
Group 6- The preppy wannabe shopping dumb girls who are always talking..
Group One- Ezekiel, Harold, Cody, Cody, Noah, and Owen
Group 2- Eva, Gwen, LeShawna, Heather
Group 3- Trent, Duncan, Justin
Group 4- Izzy, Bridgette, Courtney
Group 5- Geoff, Tyler, DJ
Group 6- Beth, Katie, Sadie, Lindsay,
Group One because there all kind of offbeat guys and they could not really get dates.
Group two- Because they are th girls who are not afraid to ge dirty and they are all tough!
Group 3- The not athletic good looking populair guys.
Group 4- The average smart, kind a cool girls who are over acheivers.
Group 5- The cool athlete who always are working out.
Group 6- The preppy wannabe shopping dumb girls who are always talking..
It was time for another guilded Chris ceremony. "OK screaming gaffers", zei Chris "It's time for a guilded chris ceremony. If u don't get a Guilded Chris award, u must walk the red carpet of shame and hitch a ride on the lame-o-sine and go home pagina and u can NEVER come back". "Duncan, JG, Seiamica, Clay, Blake, Julie, Tonya, Harold, Leshawna,DJ, Gwen, Heather.
Shawni, Vanita, one of u if going home.
shaw. when all of a sudden Calvin came in on a vine and smacked chris in the face. Chris, with a mad look on his face yelled cuddles! and zei "well instead of who was originaly going to be voted off, CALVIN IS GOING home pagina NOW!!!!!" calvin got a look on his face. "i'll be back he zei and he ran away. "with our luck he will be" zei JG. "yeah zei Vanita "he's came back TWICE after being voted off". "hes been voted off 3 times now" zei Shawni. "well I'm happy I didn't get voted off!".
Shawni, Vanita, one of u if going home.
shaw. when all of a sudden Calvin came in on a vine and smacked chris in the face. Chris, with a mad look on his face yelled cuddles! and zei "well instead of who was originaly going to be voted off, CALVIN IS GOING home pagina NOW!!!!!" calvin got a look on his face. "i'll be back he zei and he ran away. "with our luck he will be" zei JG. "yeah zei Vanita "he's came back TWICE after being voted off". "hes been voted off 3 times now" zei Shawni. "well I'm happy I didn't get voted off!".
shawni finding out that she didn't get voted off
April 14 2010.
I know that I havn't been writing latley. Thats because they took this book and hid it. luckey for me that they didn't read it, they of corse don't know about my plan to run away to new york. Owen loves me, and i love that big guy too. he is probably the only person that I have ever met that dosn't think i'm crazy.
April 17 2010.
I saw Julie today, she zei she would miss me. I offered to take her with me, her living out in the streets in all, but she couldn't. she zei that she needed to stay where her possy was. I hardly ever got to see her anyways. she lived in the USA in illinois, and I lived in canada.
April 19 2010.
I'm happy that I only have 11 meer days in my hell hole of a house. I can live in new york. That word in my mind echos new york......new york
Now when i think of that word, I think of freedom.
I know that I havn't been writing latley. Thats because they took this book and hid it. luckey for me that they didn't read it, they of corse don't know about my plan to run away to new york. Owen loves me, and i love that big guy too. he is probably the only person that I have ever met that dosn't think i'm crazy.
April 17 2010.
I saw Julie today, she zei she would miss me. I offered to take her with me, her living out in the streets in all, but she couldn't. she zei that she needed to stay where her possy was. I hardly ever got to see her anyways. she lived in the USA in illinois, and I lived in canada.
April 19 2010.
I'm happy that I only have 11 meer days in my hell hole of a house. I can live in new york. That word in my mind echos new york......new york
Now when i think of that word, I think of freedom.
