Chapter 1: Like I Do
PLEASE READ: I'm so excited! This story is my first Fanfiction story, it's based on Taylor Swift's music video for You Belong With Me! Go check it out! It's more like a fluff or a short story though . Because I'm still experimenting, there's really no intense stuff. By the way, I'll post some links on my profile page for this story, so check that out later! Also, the made the storyline fit the lyrics to the song, so you'll see them match up. Oh well, you'll know it when you see it! OKAY! On with the story!
"It was a joke! Your taking this too seriously!" I heard from the window.
You're on the phone
With your girlfriend
She's upset
She's going off about
Something that you said
She doesn't get your humour
Like I do
He is my OOMA A.K.A. My Object Of Affection. I've known him since…well like, forever! Our parents are close friends, pretty much like sisters and brothers. Quil and Claire(Jay's parents), and my parents, Jacob and Renesmee have known each other before we were even born. Jay, my OOMA. Have been best friends since diapers. But then we entered middle school, and then this love triangle appeared. I like Jay. Jay likes Lena. Love for Lena and Jay. But heartache for me. What am I suppose to do? I'm the a nerd. Maybe a pretty nerd but a nerd. I look up from my book and into my mirror. My long(AN. Go to my profile for the link for her hair.) black hair that falls half way down my back is put into a sloppy ponytail. I stare into my own, blue-violet eyes and my face. High cheek bones, creamy skin tone and don't forget! Nerdy glasses. My mom always says that under my glasses I'm the most beautiful girl there is. Talking about cliché!
It's quiet, the phone call is probably over. I pull out a sketch book that I use to write messages to the OOMA. All of the houses are pretty similar in La Push, Washington. So the OOMA and I both have HUGE windows that show almost our whole room to each other. Since, we were little, we would write short messages to each other on paper. I jot down, "YOU OK?" in my sketch book and hold it up to him.
"TIRED OF DRAMA"
"SORRY :(" Jay gives a what-can-you-do shrug with his broad shoulders. He really is getting closer to phasing soon. I can see the changes in his body, he has a hot muscular build that nice to look at now… Jay or Jay-Jay my childhood nickname for him, has soft light brown eyes that I melt into every time, dark brown hair, irresistible pink lips, a russet skin tone that's slightly lighter than the other guys and a bright white smile. Ah, I could think about him all day!
I look into his eyes one more time and slowly write, "I LOVE YOU" but he closes his curtain too fast. I let out a sigh. When am I ever going to tell him? He's my best friend. But he's got a girlfriend, Lena, who is the popular girl. It's a typical Tuesday night. I crank up the tunes and dance like an idiot. Hey, it's what I do under stress! I sing a long and dress up and act…well crazy! When the song was over, I noticed someone watching. Oh gosh! It's Jay of course, he's laughing. I fall on my bed. Hopefully he won't bring this up!
I'm in my room
It's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music
She doesn't like
And she'll never know your story
Like I do