Chapter1 At my school (St.John's) we have only two majoir athletic groups. Those would be soccer and football. If your not an athlete your a wanna-be of u wanna kill one. KIll not being an understatment.
I'm Kris and yes I am both a loathed and suat after person. My being the captin of the girls varsity soccer team. I was the first captin to reject the boys vrsity captin. As i presume you've taken it under usumption that he didn't agree. Tushay u say, well I've thrown a spin on it. I'm dateing the wonderful, the glouriuos, the perfect Dakota Dawning(he's the captin of the football team). So mainly I'm loathed!
Two weeks geleden Tyler Moriss(the boys soccer captin) dissapeared. Just telling u to keep u caut up. "Hey kris!" thats my boyfriend(my captin). "Hey babe, whats up?" i asked as he thoughtlessy pressed his soft lips to mine iggnoring the six inch rule we have. "Ah nothing i dont guess. The usual hateing Mrs.Davidson." he zei twirling the string on my sweats. "Heve u heard anything about Tyler?" i asked sheepishly. "Why, are u worried" he somtimes gets jelious. "No" yes, i mean yes was the real answere.
In homeroom we do meer talking than listening. Thats where i learn "current events) so to speak. " IDK, but I think it has something to do with dakota." I could hear one of my scool bitches talking in the back of the room. I sank in my zitplaats, stoel to try to make it less blunt that I was listening. "I think he was merderd, and Dakota has no concence." I wanted to toon her what years of early morning workouts and no long weekends did for me. If I did that all my hard work would be for nothing.
Since Tyler dissapeared everyone from the geeks to the Preps think they know Dakota. We live in a small town. I've known him scence I was three. Don't they all have something better to do all dag than make dakota's life misserable?
"Did Tyler ever give u a resone to like him?" dakota joked as we walked through the front door of the school at exactly 3:20. "Not until this year, he never ave me the time of dag till my name was on the lijst for the team." It was true he never did. "I mean u always liked me and i kindof blew u off...sorry" I explained with a jerky look of i dont care. "I don't care what happened to him." I had to warn him several times to lower his vioce people suspect him anyway.
Dakota started his hand-me-down F-150 in the cold. When we got in he again started with the yelling. "look Kris, I don't care what anyone thinks, i love you." I could see his breath as he spoke right in front of me.
His words froze me. I couldn't say of do anything even if i hade wanted to. He hade never zei I love you. I wanted to cry but couldn't do that either. I was stuck.
When I finally thought i could speek i swallowed but this was the only thing that came out. "Dakota, does your truck not have a heater?" OH my god I thought to myself. "No, my brother hit the dash and now nothing works." I nodded my head for an okay seeing as how i rely didn't care.
I was determined to try this again. "Er erlier, u zei u loved me, was that true?" Er, I think that worked. "God damn Kris, who do u take me for. Yes it was true!" he laughed. I laughed half way exhailing through my nose. He moved a strand of hair from my face as he gently kissed my lips. I had to repetedly tell muself dont scream he's still the same guy.
Noone was there when we walked through the front door of Dakota's house. We didn't look for any one we just kept moving to the back of the house. When I was standing out side the house it hit me that our love is real, I love him.
"Dakota," i terned arouned to find myself in his arms. "I love you." i wispered softly just as he was leaning in to kiss me. It felt like it would last forever. Dakota stll with one arm around me reached back and opened his bedroom door. I pulled his hand of my but and ran around him to sit on the bed. I gave him this sort of childish grin. I put my arms around his neck to pull him down. Oh my god i thought to myself what am i doing...
I'm Kris and yes I am both a loathed and suat after person. My being the captin of the girls varsity soccer team. I was the first captin to reject the boys vrsity captin. As i presume you've taken it under usumption that he didn't agree. Tushay u say, well I've thrown a spin on it. I'm dateing the wonderful, the glouriuos, the perfect Dakota Dawning(he's the captin of the football team). So mainly I'm loathed!
Two weeks geleden Tyler Moriss(the boys soccer captin) dissapeared. Just telling u to keep u caut up. "Hey kris!" thats my boyfriend(my captin). "Hey babe, whats up?" i asked as he thoughtlessy pressed his soft lips to mine iggnoring the six inch rule we have. "Ah nothing i dont guess. The usual hateing Mrs.Davidson." he zei twirling the string on my sweats. "Heve u heard anything about Tyler?" i asked sheepishly. "Why, are u worried" he somtimes gets jelious. "No" yes, i mean yes was the real answere.
In homeroom we do meer talking than listening. Thats where i learn "current events) so to speak. " IDK, but I think it has something to do with dakota." I could hear one of my scool bitches talking in the back of the room. I sank in my zitplaats, stoel to try to make it less blunt that I was listening. "I think he was merderd, and Dakota has no concence." I wanted to toon her what years of early morning workouts and no long weekends did for me. If I did that all my hard work would be for nothing.
Since Tyler dissapeared everyone from the geeks to the Preps think they know Dakota. We live in a small town. I've known him scence I was three. Don't they all have something better to do all dag than make dakota's life misserable?
"Did Tyler ever give u a resone to like him?" dakota joked as we walked through the front door of the school at exactly 3:20. "Not until this year, he never ave me the time of dag till my name was on the lijst for the team." It was true he never did. "I mean u always liked me and i kindof blew u off...sorry" I explained with a jerky look of i dont care. "I don't care what happened to him." I had to warn him several times to lower his vioce people suspect him anyway.
Dakota started his hand-me-down F-150 in the cold. When we got in he again started with the yelling. "look Kris, I don't care what anyone thinks, i love you." I could see his breath as he spoke right in front of me.
His words froze me. I couldn't say of do anything even if i hade wanted to. He hade never zei I love you. I wanted to cry but couldn't do that either. I was stuck.
When I finally thought i could speek i swallowed but this was the only thing that came out. "Dakota, does your truck not have a heater?" OH my god I thought to myself. "No, my brother hit the dash and now nothing works." I nodded my head for an okay seeing as how i rely didn't care.
I was determined to try this again. "Er erlier, u zei u loved me, was that true?" Er, I think that worked. "God damn Kris, who do u take me for. Yes it was true!" he laughed. I laughed half way exhailing through my nose. He moved a strand of hair from my face as he gently kissed my lips. I had to repetedly tell muself dont scream he's still the same guy.
Noone was there when we walked through the front door of Dakota's house. We didn't look for any one we just kept moving to the back of the house. When I was standing out side the house it hit me that our love is real, I love him.
"Dakota," i terned arouned to find myself in his arms. "I love you." i wispered softly just as he was leaning in to kiss me. It felt like it would last forever. Dakota stll with one arm around me reached back and opened his bedroom door. I pulled his hand of my but and ran around him to sit on the bed. I gave him this sort of childish grin. I put my arms around his neck to pull him down. Oh my god i thought to myself what am i doing...
There’s the shadow of a plane
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired door Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)
The sound of an engine,
Flying in the rain.
Please, take me away.
Raise my hands to
Touch the sky.
Wish I could fly to the moon,
Maybe tonight.
Feet glued to the street,
I just have to
Reach.
Hey,
Hey, I just heard a plane
Fly over my place
Please, say that magic word
And take me far away?
This is just a short poem, inspired door Erin McCarley's song, "Bobble Head". I find working from songs a good way to cure my writer's block. It gives me a little push in the right direction. So if you're having trouble, try that :)