Ang-Devil
Jennifer >w<
Chapter 1
" Hey you over there, don't touch that!".screamed the clerk. I backed away from the newest computer made by a 25 year old dude who is the clerk. Of course he probably thought I was going to wreck it. I'm the clumsiest girl who lived in Dave town. Dave town is quite a small town compared to others. Everyone in school knows me as bloody Mary, or Mary had a little lamb ! My first name isn't even Mary !!! My name is Zoey ! It's so annoying. Zoey isn't even close to Mary. Except for the"y". Well, actually my middle name is Mary, I hate my middle name. My whole name is Zoey Mary Tomson. My parent's thought that if they had two "y's" in my name would be cute. Well, it's not. For pete's sakes, I'm 15 and they still treat me like a 8 year old. Sometimes I wish I could just disappear. I look really pretty ,I guess, but I'm just really clumsy. I go to a high school called Davidson. I'm a junior. SO I'm gonna' turn sixteen there somewhere. The only real friend I have is my computer. Except my computer was handed down from my mom when she got it in high school. It's that old. I really want a new computer. I've been begging for months.
The clerk had a serious look on his face. " I'm sorry. I didn't mean to" I called out quietly.
It's just that it was just so shiny and seemed to draw me in. The more I stared at it, the more mesmerizing it became. I walked out of the store and walked down the street. It was a Saturday afternoon with the wind so soft on my cheeks that it felt cold, yet relaxing. I went to a public library and borrowed some graphic novels and chapter books.
I had light brown hair with a not so serious face. I looked pretty average and was always skinny no matter what I eat. My mom calls me the wonder girl because of many wonders like the blond streaks of hair I have and nobody has it in my family. Brown eyes. I don't like being a loner all my life. That would just be sad.
I walked down back home until I came through a huge fire. There was a 5 year old stuck in there. It was a little boy. Fire fighters were surrounding the whole area and warned the other house near it.
" Here hold these books" I said to woman in her thirties.
I jumped over the fire fighters because I'm a high jumper on the track team. I jumped over and grabbed a whole bucket of cold water and splashed it over me.
~1~
Cops and fire fighters were rushing to get me out back into the cowd. I rushed in just
as a huge burning wood covered the entrance. I quikly ran up the stairs to the third
floor. I held my breath as long as I could. There was the little boy crying for his mom.
" Mommy, where are you." *cough* *cough* *cough*
I jumped over pieces of wood that were on fire. The fire was raging , waiting for me to get tired and burn away with the boy.
" Here get on my back " I yelled. He responded quickly and did what I told him to. I could see the fear in his eyes as he started to faint from the lack of oxygen.
I ran out as fast as I could, but huge pieces of wood blocked the doorway. I let down the boy gently and tried to crash down the wooded floor. I picked up the boy and jumped down. My feet felt a shot of pain go down to my legs. My legs couldn't move. I had to though. Ignoring the pain I ran with sweat dripping from my whole face, desperately saving a little boy's life. On the second floor I kicked down the door from the room I dropped down to. I finally saw the way I went up from. I hurried down to the stairs and actually found myself outside where the air was cooler. The breeze felt good against my sweating face.
For the first time in my life. I thought I was going to DIE. I had never felt so responsible and scared in my life. The cops asked me for my name and address along with the telephone number. I'd get a reward. It was impossible for someone as big as an adult to go in.
When the boy awoke and saw my face he just said " Thank you " smiling a big grin over his face. I just smiled gently and felt appreciated with happiness filling my heart as I thought it was the right thing to do.
" Thanks for helping me hold these books, miss. " grabbing the books from her hand touching mine.
She abruptly said " something evil is going to happen to you in the future. "
"Thanks for the warning, I'll watch out for it ".What did she mean by "evil"? I won't let her warning ruin my happiness for the current time now. That little boy could make girls melt someday, seriously, with his perfect smile. And here I am being melted because he was just too cute.
I skipped back home with my spirits high up.
" Mom, dad, I'm hooooooooommme." in a sing-song-voice.
My dad is a publisher and my mom's a editor. Isn't that just great. I even get free books sometimes. It's kind of probably more fun that way, being together, husband
and wife. I went through my shelves of books I collected over the years. I kept
thinking that I could make my own website and let people rent the variety of books I have.
"Wait, that's a great idea ! " I suggested to myself.
I logged on to my e-mail and clicked business.I started the pictures for the front page
~2~
from photoshop. This made it easier than doing paint. I used my Toshiba camera and took all the pictures of my books. I quickly plugged my computer in to my camera and imported it on my web. I made several things that real websites have like the search content or the subscription part. I began to think what the monthly price should have been on it. Most magazines costed about $20-$30 something dollars. Something like that. I wanted my website to be unlike any others. No late-fees of course. I'm being that generous. I put in $18.00 for novels, biographys and all the other "iography's" there were, and including picture books, graphic novels,and several other unique books like cooking and more, for one month.
I glanced over to my digital clock. 10:00...Just one and a half more days until Monday in high school. My scedule was math, science, language arts, and two different electives. I turned off the lights and came upon a soft comfortable bed. All the muscles that had tightened, loosened. My body gave away and relaxed.
I woke up hearing the little birds chirp to the morning sun. I lay in bed for a few minutes. Watching the ceiling of my room, smiling for the day, thankful for it being Sunday. Looked over at the calender, November 8. 19 more days until my birthday.
" Good morning mom,dad "I said in peppy voice as I skipped down to the kitchen.
"Good morning, Zoey" in a peppy voice imitating by my parents, saying at the same time. Sometimes, I just don't get my parents. They act like imitating twins.
Maybe I would get a new computer. If I did, yipee! I couldn't wait for that day to come. A dream come true.
I went to the library to check if they had any new books on shelf. I bumped into a guy that almost looked like he was around my age.
I knocked his stack of books he was holding.
" Sorry " I said in a shocked voice.
" No prob. " he said in a soothing voice that suddenly relaxed me inside.
" Hey, are you new in this town? " I asked in a eager way.
" Yeah, but I just know my way to the library. Isn't that strange? I just love to explore a new library."
" Yeah, I know what you mean! It's like this cool new vibe you get, huh. "
" Yeah,totally. Oh wait, forgot to tell you my name. It's Mark." as he glanced down to his watch.
" Ok, mine's Zoey. "
He had tan skin, clear blue eyes, and was skinny with shiny short spiky dirty blonde hair. A major cutie!!!
" Hey, can you show me around town sometime. "
" Yeah, definnitely. " I smiled at him with the most nice smile I ever did.
" Cool "
" Sorry,I have to go. My mom's gonna' kill me when I get home. I have to help her move more boxes into the house."
"Oh, oh sure." I smiled weakly at him disappointed that it was such a short discussion.
~3~
He walked away outside and I stayed looking for the new releases. Then I felt a overwhelming sadness drift over me. The sadness that I had no friends to hang out with or yet, I had nothing to do on weekends. Such as boring life, maybe it was karma that possessed me lurking from the past. That is if I ever was reincarnated.
I walked down from the hill of the library. All the way down to the riverside, where the water was ever so gently flowing down. I sat down and lay in the soft warm sand. Gazing into the cloven sky with some clouds drifting slowly. I reached my hand out trying to reach it , remembering what the lady had said about my life.
" something evil is going to happen to you in the future. " Those awful words had rung in my mind, not just ringing only one time , but many times. I kept staring out to the sky trying to grasp myself from further thinking. I snapped out of my loneliness. Touching the warm, soft water, I saw my reflection.
No pimples, zits, and freckles, just a clear beautiful face. Had no ugly features or any I could think of. I started to wonder. How could people still pick on me, even though I look so pretty? Was it onjly my clumsiness and the thinking of me only knowing of how to love books or the topic of not knowing about celebrities and pop music? Or was it my clothes? It was quite hard to tell. I crouched on the sand and stood up.
I went back to my expressionless face. Maybe it would all get better soon. That's not for me to decide though. I walked as slow as I could to admire the cloven sky. So open, yet so far away. Suddenly I was at my house not remembering what happened. I got out my keys that were silver and inputted into the keyhole. Waiting for thie click sound I would hear always as usuall. I was not greeted by anyone. By night I fell asleep easily.
My alarm clock rang with the sound of the music flowing into my ears. I woke up, brushed my teeth and washed my face. Got dressed and walked down with my backpack.
" Good morning" I said in a very quiet voice.
They replied their good mornings and grabbed some breakfast to go and started to walk to school. I wondered if I would see Mark. I wanted to bump into him so I could talk to him. I just love the way he talks. I never have fallen in love with so a guy, so maybe this is the experience of this wonderful feeling. It's called "Love".
By the time I went to school, news that always traveled fast here was about Mark. It turned out that Mark was the cousin of the #1 school heart throb Cooper. I opened my mouth out wide. As surprised as I was, I can't believe I would have had a crush on him even for a second. That would make him like the second heart throb of the school already on the first day of school. While I've been on the bottom of the popularity rank of the clumsiest girl in the school. It was so unbelievable. I past all the people that were surrounding Mark.In classes I was in the Honors class, same as me, even seated right next to me in the back. It's so weird. He had the brains, voice, hotness,popularity almost as if he was perfect. When I looked over at him, he would catch my eyes and say hi quietley with a smile. I would look away as if I was ignoring him. The trouble was that I knew way deep in my heart that I liked him. I couldn't stand it and just hated the truth.
~4~
The school was providing a party for a new year of school starting. They set one up and get lots of $cash. So everyone's happy, the staff earn money for supplies and the kids have fun. One morning in my homeroom, the audio got turned on and anounced that the new school year party would be in two weeks.
Would I end up going alone again? I didn't know. I had no hope. Like in middle school, they had all these dances and I was the one that was mostly left out. I went on very few and ended destoying those moments.
Mark. Wait. Does he like me?
"Nah, probably not, besides I have no chance. Not possible." I said with a weak smile
" Hey Zoey, what do you mean by "Nah, probably not, besides I have no chance. Not possible."? Mark popped out from behind me from the hall.
" What? Why.. Why are you here? Aren't you worried about your reputation? "
" Nope, I don't think my reputation is going to be ruined. If it is, I can always fix it."
"But why are you here?"
" Well because I want to be friends with you and you stilll have an "I O U tour" for me.
" Ask your cousin."
"Can't I do the tour with a beautiful girl? "
" Fine" blushing very hard that my cheeks were pink-red. I turned my face away fom his.
I feel all floaty from him calling me beautiful. I feel so happy. Though, it doesn't prove that he like likes me. I walked home and stopped by the riverside. Brought out my sketch book and some pastels. I was immobilized by the scenery I was drawing. I drew the sunset and the reflection on the water.After I finished my pencil work. I colored it in. Spreading the colors around where some places were supposed to be lighter. I stopped when I heard a cracking sound and looked behind me. It shocked my body with a little tingle. Was it a kidnapper, murderer, or even a rapist? I didn't want to look. There was a strong pain as butterflies crept into my stomach. So I silently looked behind me. It was Mark.
Mark stood there before my eyes. Each of us staring at each other until he finally said hi.
" So this is where you go, huh?"
" Yeah, it's a nice place, makes me relaxed."
" That's cool."
" What're you doing here"
" Well, let's just say I ended following you."
" Following me?"
"Yeah, because I just wanted be your friend, the first one who talked and was nice to me in this town."
" I understand."looking back at my sketchbook.
He walked towards me looked at my sketchbook.
" Wow, that's really good! But I know someone better."
" What, who?" I got determined.
"My mother."he said gently in his ever oh-so soothing voice.
" Don't know who she is, but my favorite artist is Joan Winston FYI." I said in a non-
~5~
caring voice.
He stared at me smiling. He knew.
" Noooo ,you're saying that your mother is thee Joan Winston! ARE you???"
"Yeah."
" Oh my god, I admired her for ages."
" I'll let you meet her if..."
" ..if what."
".. if you give me a tour and a date."
" You want me to try to go on a date with me, you know I'm the clumsiest girl in town"
He shrugged.
" So, you're nice, smart, and cute, almost perfect except for your clumsiness you mentioned. Besides I don't really believe in rumors!"
"Sure if you insist." WOWZA, a three way winner. A tour. A date. Meeting Joan Winston. Yay! My life probably can't get any better. I would be sure that this luck would end soon though.
" See ya', pick you up by Saturday 8:00 for the date."
" Can the tour be Friday afterschool?"
" Yeah, can't wait." He walked slowly and glanced back to give me his melting smile. Boy! Did I melt or what because I really did. Before I even knew what I was doing, I looked at my sketchbook with a picture of him that I knew I suddenly drew when he was about to leave. Sitting next to me was his home phone and his cell. When I looked at the picture though, I drew him so good that it made my heart flutter. His face was serious and smiling with determination. Hoping that he wouldn't be rejected. It was in his eyes that made it seem that he was so into me. Maybe this was fate and was meant to be.
Suddenly I started to think what if I made a mistake in the date. Like spilling ketchup on his shirt or maybe worse. I went home immediately. I picked the cutest outfit and some sweet smelling lipgloss. Searched the kitchen inside-out for a new pack of spearmint.
" Okay I'm totally ready. May I not make a mistake." I hoped with all my heart that I wouldn't. My parents would freak that if I had a date. Know why? Well let's just say that is because they would absolutely think I would be lucky for a boy to ask me out. Seriously, they would.
"Zoey Mary Tomson, young lady, get over here right now!"
I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I knew what she had yelled about. I made a mess in the kitchen. SHe did not look happy about this and boy did she look mad. I mean pissed and ticked off. She practically had steam coming out of her ears like in those old catoons.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah , I know, you want me to clean this up right."
" Why yes I do" She folded her hands.
I started to put away forks, spoons and etcetera. It took me about a good 30 minutes or so to put all the the stuff
I dug out. My mom walked out into the kitchen. She was holding a phone and talking to a friend or something.
" Yeah, Yeah. That would be great. Be sure to bring your son. Yeah, remember the dinner is at Saturday at 6."
~6~
"Great, Great, I'm sure my family would be thrilled to meet you, especially my daughter."
" Except, I can't believe that you moved here...... I know........ okay,bye JO."
" Mom, what are you talking about! You have to cancel that dinner plan. I have a date that day." I choked out those words. I practically had tears in my eyes.
" Oh, I'm sorry honey, but she already canceled a appointment just for our special neighbor a few blocks. You're going to have to cancel that date of yours. If he really loves you, he'll understand sweetie."
" No MOM! You don't understand. That day is going to be special for me. It's been along time since I actualy went on a date! Held hands with a boy! Even kissing!"
"I'm really sorry but you have no choice. Besides I'm sure this will be a surprise to you. You'll love who the guest is."
" God! You're ruining my life. arrghh!" I stomped the rest of the way back to my room and plopped on my pillow and screamed. What would I tell him? Will he understand I thought. What if he doesn't want to date me anymore!
Friday came faster than I ever expected. The day of the tour. Mark wore a plaid shirt that just really make me melt. Don't know why but I have a thing for guys in a black t-shirt and plaid shirts.
" See that's the bowling alley and a bunch of other sports that you can name." He nodded.
" Interesting." He said with a smile.
"M-Mark. I h-ave to tell you somerthing." I said in a scared way. I had to face the truth. Would he not date me anymore?"
" I have sometthing I have to tell you too. I've been thinking how I would say this." He brushed his soft brown spiky hair.
" We have to cancel the date tomorrow." He and I said those words at the exact same time. I giggled. I didn't have to worry and he was busy on that day too.
" Aww, come on, what's so funny?!" he said in a sarcastic way.
" Well it's not exactly funny. Apparently, I have to go to a stupid dinner with a neighbor of ours." I twiddled my fingers around waiting for his answer.
" Me too. My mom's excited and my mom met the neighbor in a grocery store. They talked about having dinner at their place. My mom might even want to date this freakin perfect daughter they have, but I only have eyes for you." He said with some puppy eyes. I blushed and felt warmness all over my cheeks and ears.
"That's really sweet of you." I showed him all over town and showed him another one of my secret places. He walked me home and gave me a peck on the cheek and said bye. I stood there for a few seconds watching him get farther away until I saw the size of dot.The neighbors came over at the right time and day.* Ding Dong* I opened the door and saw who it would be. It was....
Jennifer >w<
Chapter 1
" Hey you over there, don't touch that!".screamed the clerk. I backed away from the newest computer made by a 25 year old dude who is the clerk. Of course he probably thought I was going to wreck it. I'm the clumsiest girl who lived in Dave town. Dave town is quite a small town compared to others. Everyone in school knows me as bloody Mary, or Mary had a little lamb ! My first name isn't even Mary !!! My name is Zoey ! It's so annoying. Zoey isn't even close to Mary. Except for the"y". Well, actually my middle name is Mary, I hate my middle name. My whole name is Zoey Mary Tomson. My parent's thought that if they had two "y's" in my name would be cute. Well, it's not. For pete's sakes, I'm 15 and they still treat me like a 8 year old. Sometimes I wish I could just disappear. I look really pretty ,I guess, but I'm just really clumsy. I go to a high school called Davidson. I'm a junior. SO I'm gonna' turn sixteen there somewhere. The only real friend I have is my computer. Except my computer was handed down from my mom when she got it in high school. It's that old. I really want a new computer. I've been begging for months.
The clerk had a serious look on his face. " I'm sorry. I didn't mean to" I called out quietly.
It's just that it was just so shiny and seemed to draw me in. The more I stared at it, the more mesmerizing it became. I walked out of the store and walked down the street. It was a Saturday afternoon with the wind so soft on my cheeks that it felt cold, yet relaxing. I went to a public library and borrowed some graphic novels and chapter books.
I had light brown hair with a not so serious face. I looked pretty average and was always skinny no matter what I eat. My mom calls me the wonder girl because of many wonders like the blond streaks of hair I have and nobody has it in my family. Brown eyes. I don't like being a loner all my life. That would just be sad.
I walked down back home until I came through a huge fire. There was a 5 year old stuck in there. It was a little boy. Fire fighters were surrounding the whole area and warned the other house near it.
" Here hold these books" I said to woman in her thirties.
I jumped over the fire fighters because I'm a high jumper on the track team. I jumped over and grabbed a whole bucket of cold water and splashed it over me.
~1~
Cops and fire fighters were rushing to get me out back into the cowd. I rushed in just
as a huge burning wood covered the entrance. I quikly ran up the stairs to the third
floor. I held my breath as long as I could. There was the little boy crying for his mom.
" Mommy, where are you." *cough* *cough* *cough*
I jumped over pieces of wood that were on fire. The fire was raging , waiting for me to get tired and burn away with the boy.
" Here get on my back " I yelled. He responded quickly and did what I told him to. I could see the fear in his eyes as he started to faint from the lack of oxygen.
I ran out as fast as I could, but huge pieces of wood blocked the doorway. I let down the boy gently and tried to crash down the wooded floor. I picked up the boy and jumped down. My feet felt a shot of pain go down to my legs. My legs couldn't move. I had to though. Ignoring the pain I ran with sweat dripping from my whole face, desperately saving a little boy's life. On the second floor I kicked down the door from the room I dropped down to. I finally saw the way I went up from. I hurried down to the stairs and actually found myself outside where the air was cooler. The breeze felt good against my sweating face.
For the first time in my life. I thought I was going to DIE. I had never felt so responsible and scared in my life. The cops asked me for my name and address along with the telephone number. I'd get a reward. It was impossible for someone as big as an adult to go in.
When the boy awoke and saw my face he just said " Thank you " smiling a big grin over his face. I just smiled gently and felt appreciated with happiness filling my heart as I thought it was the right thing to do.
" Thanks for helping me hold these books, miss. " grabbing the books from her hand touching mine.
She abruptly said " something evil is going to happen to you in the future. "
"Thanks for the warning, I'll watch out for it ".What did she mean by "evil"? I won't let her warning ruin my happiness for the current time now. That little boy could make girls melt someday, seriously, with his perfect smile. And here I am being melted because he was just too cute.
I skipped back home with my spirits high up.
" Mom, dad, I'm hooooooooommme." in a sing-song-voice.
My dad is a publisher and my mom's a editor. Isn't that just great. I even get free books sometimes. It's kind of probably more fun that way, being together, husband
and wife. I went through my shelves of books I collected over the years. I kept
thinking that I could make my own website and let people rent the variety of books I have.
"Wait, that's a great idea ! " I suggested to myself.
I logged on to my e-mail and clicked business.I started the pictures for the front page
~2~
from photoshop. This made it easier than doing paint. I used my Toshiba camera and took all the pictures of my books. I quickly plugged my computer in to my camera and imported it on my web. I made several things that real websites have like the search content or the subscription part. I began to think what the monthly price should have been on it. Most magazines costed about $20-$30 something dollars. Something like that. I wanted my website to be unlike any others. No late-fees of course. I'm being that generous. I put in $18.00 for novels, biographys and all the other "iography's" there were, and including picture books, graphic novels,and several other unique books like cooking and more, for one month.
I glanced over to my digital clock. 10:00...Just one and a half more days until Monday in high school. My scedule was math, science, language arts, and two different electives. I turned off the lights and came upon a soft comfortable bed. All the muscles that had tightened, loosened. My body gave away and relaxed.
I woke up hearing the little birds chirp to the morning sun. I lay in bed for a few minutes. Watching the ceiling of my room, smiling for the day, thankful for it being Sunday. Looked over at the calender, November 8. 19 more days until my birthday.
" Good morning mom,dad "I said in peppy voice as I skipped down to the kitchen.
"Good morning, Zoey" in a peppy voice imitating by my parents, saying at the same time. Sometimes, I just don't get my parents. They act like imitating twins.
Maybe I would get a new computer. If I did, yipee! I couldn't wait for that day to come. A dream come true.
I went to the library to check if they had any new books on shelf. I bumped into a guy that almost looked like he was around my age.
I knocked his stack of books he was holding.
" Sorry " I said in a shocked voice.
" No prob. " he said in a soothing voice that suddenly relaxed me inside.
" Hey, are you new in this town? " I asked in a eager way.
" Yeah, but I just know my way to the library. Isn't that strange? I just love to explore a new library."
" Yeah, I know what you mean! It's like this cool new vibe you get, huh. "
" Yeah,totally. Oh wait, forgot to tell you my name. It's Mark." as he glanced down to his watch.
" Ok, mine's Zoey. "
He had tan skin, clear blue eyes, and was skinny with shiny short spiky dirty blonde hair. A major cutie!!!
" Hey, can you show me around town sometime. "
" Yeah, definnitely. " I smiled at him with the most nice smile I ever did.
" Cool "
" Sorry,I have to go. My mom's gonna' kill me when I get home. I have to help her move more boxes into the house."
"Oh, oh sure." I smiled weakly at him disappointed that it was such a short discussion.
~3~
He walked away outside and I stayed looking for the new releases. Then I felt a overwhelming sadness drift over me. The sadness that I had no friends to hang out with or yet, I had nothing to do on weekends. Such as boring life, maybe it was karma that possessed me lurking from the past. That is if I ever was reincarnated.
I walked down from the hill of the library. All the way down to the riverside, where the water was ever so gently flowing down. I sat down and lay in the soft warm sand. Gazing into the cloven sky with some clouds drifting slowly. I reached my hand out trying to reach it , remembering what the lady had said about my life.
" something evil is going to happen to you in the future. " Those awful words had rung in my mind, not just ringing only one time , but many times. I kept staring out to the sky trying to grasp myself from further thinking. I snapped out of my loneliness. Touching the warm, soft water, I saw my reflection.
No pimples, zits, and freckles, just a clear beautiful face. Had no ugly features or any I could think of. I started to wonder. How could people still pick on me, even though I look so pretty? Was it onjly my clumsiness and the thinking of me only knowing of how to love books or the topic of not knowing about celebrities and pop music? Or was it my clothes? It was quite hard to tell. I crouched on the sand and stood up.
I went back to my expressionless face. Maybe it would all get better soon. That's not for me to decide though. I walked as slow as I could to admire the cloven sky. So open, yet so far away. Suddenly I was at my house not remembering what happened. I got out my keys that were silver and inputted into the keyhole. Waiting for thie click sound I would hear always as usuall. I was not greeted by anyone. By night I fell asleep easily.
My alarm clock rang with the sound of the music flowing into my ears. I woke up, brushed my teeth and washed my face. Got dressed and walked down with my backpack.
" Good morning" I said in a very quiet voice.
They replied their good mornings and grabbed some breakfast to go and started to walk to school. I wondered if I would see Mark. I wanted to bump into him so I could talk to him. I just love the way he talks. I never have fallen in love with so a guy, so maybe this is the experience of this wonderful feeling. It's called "Love".
By the time I went to school, news that always traveled fast here was about Mark. It turned out that Mark was the cousin of the #1 school heart throb Cooper. I opened my mouth out wide. As surprised as I was, I can't believe I would have had a crush on him even for a second. That would make him like the second heart throb of the school already on the first day of school. While I've been on the bottom of the popularity rank of the clumsiest girl in the school. It was so unbelievable. I past all the people that were surrounding Mark.In classes I was in the Honors class, same as me, even seated right next to me in the back. It's so weird. He had the brains, voice, hotness,popularity almost as if he was perfect. When I looked over at him, he would catch my eyes and say hi quietley with a smile. I would look away as if I was ignoring him. The trouble was that I knew way deep in my heart that I liked him. I couldn't stand it and just hated the truth.
~4~
The school was providing a party for a new year of school starting. They set one up and get lots of $cash. So everyone's happy, the staff earn money for supplies and the kids have fun. One morning in my homeroom, the audio got turned on and anounced that the new school year party would be in two weeks.
Would I end up going alone again? I didn't know. I had no hope. Like in middle school, they had all these dances and I was the one that was mostly left out. I went on very few and ended destoying those moments.
Mark. Wait. Does he like me?
"Nah, probably not, besides I have no chance. Not possible." I said with a weak smile
" Hey Zoey, what do you mean by "Nah, probably not, besides I have no chance. Not possible."? Mark popped out from behind me from the hall.
" What? Why.. Why are you here? Aren't you worried about your reputation? "
" Nope, I don't think my reputation is going to be ruined. If it is, I can always fix it."
"But why are you here?"
" Well because I want to be friends with you and you stilll have an "I O U tour" for me.
" Ask your cousin."
"Can't I do the tour with a beautiful girl? "
" Fine" blushing very hard that my cheeks were pink-red. I turned my face away fom his.
I feel all floaty from him calling me beautiful. I feel so happy. Though, it doesn't prove that he like likes me. I walked home and stopped by the riverside. Brought out my sketch book and some pastels. I was immobilized by the scenery I was drawing. I drew the sunset and the reflection on the water.After I finished my pencil work. I colored it in. Spreading the colors around where some places were supposed to be lighter. I stopped when I heard a cracking sound and looked behind me. It shocked my body with a little tingle. Was it a kidnapper, murderer, or even a rapist? I didn't want to look. There was a strong pain as butterflies crept into my stomach. So I silently looked behind me. It was Mark.
Mark stood there before my eyes. Each of us staring at each other until he finally said hi.
" So this is where you go, huh?"
" Yeah, it's a nice place, makes me relaxed."
" That's cool."
" What're you doing here"
" Well, let's just say I ended following you."
" Following me?"
"Yeah, because I just wanted be your friend, the first one who talked and was nice to me in this town."
" I understand."looking back at my sketchbook.
He walked towards me looked at my sketchbook.
" Wow, that's really good! But I know someone better."
" What, who?" I got determined.
"My mother."he said gently in his ever oh-so soothing voice.
" Don't know who she is, but my favorite artist is Joan Winston FYI." I said in a non-
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caring voice.
He stared at me smiling. He knew.
" Noooo ,you're saying that your mother is thee Joan Winston! ARE you???"
"Yeah."
" Oh my god, I admired her for ages."
" I'll let you meet her if..."
" ..if what."
".. if you give me a tour and a date."
" You want me to try to go on a date with me, you know I'm the clumsiest girl in town"
He shrugged.
" So, you're nice, smart, and cute, almost perfect except for your clumsiness you mentioned. Besides I don't really believe in rumors!"
"Sure if you insist." WOWZA, a three way winner. A tour. A date. Meeting Joan Winston. Yay! My life probably can't get any better. I would be sure that this luck would end soon though.
" See ya', pick you up by Saturday 8:00 for the date."
" Can the tour be Friday afterschool?"
" Yeah, can't wait." He walked slowly and glanced back to give me his melting smile. Boy! Did I melt or what because I really did. Before I even knew what I was doing, I looked at my sketchbook with a picture of him that I knew I suddenly drew when he was about to leave. Sitting next to me was his home phone and his cell. When I looked at the picture though, I drew him so good that it made my heart flutter. His face was serious and smiling with determination. Hoping that he wouldn't be rejected. It was in his eyes that made it seem that he was so into me. Maybe this was fate and was meant to be.
Suddenly I started to think what if I made a mistake in the date. Like spilling ketchup on his shirt or maybe worse. I went home immediately. I picked the cutest outfit and some sweet smelling lipgloss. Searched the kitchen inside-out for a new pack of spearmint.
" Okay I'm totally ready. May I not make a mistake." I hoped with all my heart that I wouldn't. My parents would freak that if I had a date. Know why? Well let's just say that is because they would absolutely think I would be lucky for a boy to ask me out. Seriously, they would.
"Zoey Mary Tomson, young lady, get over here right now!"
I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. I knew what she had yelled about. I made a mess in the kitchen. SHe did not look happy about this and boy did she look mad. I mean pissed and ticked off. She practically had steam coming out of her ears like in those old catoons.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah , I know, you want me to clean this up right."
" Why yes I do" She folded her hands.
I started to put away forks, spoons and etcetera. It took me about a good 30 minutes or so to put all the the stuff
I dug out. My mom walked out into the kitchen. She was holding a phone and talking to a friend or something.
" Yeah, Yeah. That would be great. Be sure to bring your son. Yeah, remember the dinner is at Saturday at 6."
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"Great, Great, I'm sure my family would be thrilled to meet you, especially my daughter."
" Except, I can't believe that you moved here...... I know........ okay,bye JO."
" Mom, what are you talking about! You have to cancel that dinner plan. I have a date that day." I choked out those words. I practically had tears in my eyes.
" Oh, I'm sorry honey, but she already canceled a appointment just for our special neighbor a few blocks. You're going to have to cancel that date of yours. If he really loves you, he'll understand sweetie."
" No MOM! You don't understand. That day is going to be special for me. It's been along time since I actualy went on a date! Held hands with a boy! Even kissing!"
"I'm really sorry but you have no choice. Besides I'm sure this will be a surprise to you. You'll love who the guest is."
" God! You're ruining my life. arrghh!" I stomped the rest of the way back to my room and plopped on my pillow and screamed. What would I tell him? Will he understand I thought. What if he doesn't want to date me anymore!
Friday came faster than I ever expected. The day of the tour. Mark wore a plaid shirt that just really make me melt. Don't know why but I have a thing for guys in a black t-shirt and plaid shirts.
" See that's the bowling alley and a bunch of other sports that you can name." He nodded.
" Interesting." He said with a smile.
"M-Mark. I h-ave to tell you somerthing." I said in a scared way. I had to face the truth. Would he not date me anymore?"
" I have sometthing I have to tell you too. I've been thinking how I would say this." He brushed his soft brown spiky hair.
" We have to cancel the date tomorrow." He and I said those words at the exact same time. I giggled. I didn't have to worry and he was busy on that day too.
" Aww, come on, what's so funny?!" he said in a sarcastic way.
" Well it's not exactly funny. Apparently, I have to go to a stupid dinner with a neighbor of ours." I twiddled my fingers around waiting for his answer.
" Me too. My mom's excited and my mom met the neighbor in a grocery store. They talked about having dinner at their place. My mom might even want to date this freakin perfect daughter they have, but I only have eyes for you." He said with some puppy eyes. I blushed and felt warmness all over my cheeks and ears.
"That's really sweet of you." I showed him all over town and showed him another one of my secret places. He walked me home and gave me a peck on the cheek and said bye. I stood there for a few seconds watching him get farther away until I saw the size of dot.The neighbors came over at the right time and day.* Ding Dong* I opened the door and saw who it would be. It was....
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