I know. My whole entire collection of stories are useless. And I am such a flake it's awful- IM LAZY, I'm sorry.
So this has been a content nag in my head and like many others, I have searched to try and find a story with the same... happenings, but I have yet to find one ( It would be great if anyone knew of one and could post me the link ;D).
My GCSE's are nearly done so ill have lots of time on my hands= writing.
I'v created a whicked-good writing playlist for of OTH songs that inspire me daily and I have a lottt of things mingling in my head.
I apologize firstly for my style of writing, i think it's awful but at this present time, and after a few attempts (I have warned you of my laziness) i just gave this.
This shall be very short, the story. Just two chapters. I wanted to do it in two because i have yet to decide the – juxtaposition hahaa of the next part. Uhh how much to i over use full stops! Jeez.
Please review, it's so depressing if i see no reviews :)
All goes to Markey Mark and OTH (the best show ever, I'm having withdrawal symptoms.) And also to my Emilie (SillyEms) , for she is amazing and i am awful.
And to our James Lafferty, hemet hottie's factory, i have never been so obsessed with him until lately??? S1-3/4 it was 'Ahhh sooo hot, so much better than CMM' but from then upwards its pure craziness. And to NH, gah. And also to all the brilliant NH one shots and stories that i am re-reading + Quil and Claire stories; they have fitted in nicely with my NH obsession.
Lastly, the NH thread at FanForum; for being beautiful and bringing me Most Beautiful Song by Scatteredtrees. It equals Naley.
Merci' :D
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Pebbles tossed up to your window, I have thrown myself
To fetch your only attention, let your sweet hair down
So let your hair down,
let your hair down
The most beautiful song I have ever come to know
is you
Baby, it's you that I hear when I stop inside
that I see when I close my eyes
I'm throwing up everything to prove that I wanna be everyone to you
-Scatteredtrees, Most Beautiful Song (of course)
The air was muggy, sticky with heat that she didn't anticipate. But she should be used to the heat, in both California and North Carolina. That was the norm for her, so why didn't she remember the hot, dirty heat of Durham.
Oh, she had never been there before, never to Duke.
But she was running to it this time, the heat, the warmth.
Today was ok, classes were hard but I was coping. Basketball never stopped, no matter how many weeks or months of officially ending, I and it never stopped.
But tonight, along with many other nights, I could take some of the pressure off; some guys that i had first made friends with as well as some new guys from the team, were coming over to celebrate my move.
I had persuaded my dad to buy me a off-campus apartment that was very close to a abandoned basketball court- that was the deal maker, of course. Tonight would be the end of my cramped dorm room that I shared with a geek, who was petrified of me, called Rodney Hiberrts. He was a good guy, definitely not one of the 'guys' but did offer to do my assignments a few times, of course I refused!... I was happy to move away none-the-less.
So I showered, found a decent enough shirt and jeans, put on my trusty white Air Jordan's and added some gel to my hair. I hope Dylan was gonna' bring liquor as well as beer, hard liquor.
Dragging my over sized purple bag by its thick straps, I looked dazed and tired.
I felt dazed and exhausted. What was I doing? This wasn't going to work! Oh no, I gave the over drawn credit card didn't I!? No. That must have been a sign, this was wrong! He wouldn't... Uh! Damn you Haley! If I could break down in the street, I would. I really would. I needed to break down and cry and tell someone.
I felt dirty, heavy with weight, my shoulders dropped with the weight that I've since carried for around 13 hours, 10 of them on a cramped plane, sitting next to an old woman who dribbled. It wasn't funny, at all. I needed to get to him and tell him... so much.
Would he let me? Would he be with someone? A girl? I wasn't being nosy but Brooke's text from him conformed that 'Amber' was great and then a few weeks later, she was a psycho bitch. Maybe he would have found a new psycho bitch in two weeks? Probably.
I mean he obviously wasn't pining over me, like I definitely was not clearly, madly pining over him, right. He lived here, I remember, that's what the picture looked like right? Oh no, I'm guessing from a picture when the 3 buildings looked exactly the same!! Jeez Haley!
Bret from down the hall said I could smell out a keg from a mile away, and while that's completely stupid and not logical, I can seriously smell a keg as well as two, similarly aged guys coming straight for me. That had seen my arm flapping.
"Hey baby, do I know you?" Eww. He was pretty hot actually, but no, he totally checked me out, twice. "No." I replied! What? Why did you do that brain!? "You new around here? Or just visiting a friend or something?" He seemed nicer; brain, you can talk now. "Ermm... we'll actually I have been here like three times but... no I'm not new, yeah I'm visiting but.. he doesn't know I'm coming..."
"Aww is your boyfriend part of the mathleates? Cute! This is the geek building, except for Nathan that is.." Uh. Rude son of a... Nathan! O' no i said Nathan out loud. "Or are you a Nathan Scott groupie" YES!... well no! Oh no, he's a manwhore.
"NO, Scott did you say? I'm looking for his roommate actually!" Yes, I'm in. Lucas was talking about a geeky ro...ron...ra...????!!! I DON'T KNOW HIS NAMEE. "Rodney? Why are you visiting Rodney? Girl, your fine, you can so go for someone better... like me." RODNEY, YES... ew, reminds me of T...
"Hey guys, sorry I was late there was a seriously hot chick walking past the...Ha..." Noooooooo. Evil eye Tim, you know what the evil eye means! "Erm, Rod...ney, wass my first boyfriend! Yeah, like you know, geeky first boyfriend." Uh no, I added the pathetic laugh. "But your first..." EVIL EYE..S! "B-b-boyfriend must have been..me! Yeah, cause your fine!" Timmy!
"Shut up Tim, we'll were heading to Rodney's for our own little party with his room-mate, so why don't we show you the way sexy, and maybe when you're bored with the geek, than you can party with us." Uh that smirk was revolting. His friend saved me once again, he seemed nice.
Oh no, I was following, what was I going to say!! Or do! Oh god I look like shit! NOOO!.. They were moving whilst I was left behind with... Tim. No. An annoying tap on my back broke me out of the minute rant. They had started moving whilst I was left behind with... Tim. No, crap, I knew I wasn't going to get away with this! Time to bring out 'Hurricane Haley'.
"Shut up Tim! Don't say a word, you don't know me, I don't know you, don't you know what the word surprise means!?" His face looked like a kicked puppy on Christmas day; my angered whispers didn't went straight through him, damn it. "Tutor Girl!" Oh no. "Are you coming to surprise Nathan!? Oh man he's gonna..."
"Tim! Stop talking to her, she's mine..."
"Dude, shut up, I've kno..."
"Tim? Is that your name? No I'm sorry I don't want to have sex with you, I've JUST MET YOU and I don't have sex with STRANGERS!" He better of got it. "Ugh, Tim, just leave her alone!" Aww, he saved me again. He's so nice, and cute! No Haley, you have your own nicer, cuter guy!
No I don't. I don't have anything anymore.
Oh no, please swallow me into a black hole. I was going to see him, for the first time in...2 years.
"Rodney, dude, I'm having the guys over for a little 'goodbye dorm room' bash, so... you can stay of course, it's just a pre-warning." I was always gentle with him, the guy's regularly gave him shit but I figured there was no actual need; he was still petrified of me.
"O-O-okay then Nathan, I'll just pack some books and some stuff and stay at Dermot's for the night, the guys can take my room if they want.. just.. please tell them not to move...or steel any of my things, please?"
Ah, poor Rodney. I couldn't laugh.
"Yeah, no, sure 'Rodders', I'll... inform them of the rules man, thanks."
I was far too nice to him.
Where the hell are the guys??
"So hot chick, what's your name?" Idiot No 1 was his name.
"Ha..." Evil eyes once more. Tim was going to be Idiot No 2. "Ha... yeah what's your name... hot..stuff.."
"Hot stuff? Seriously Dim, what's the matter with you?" Ahh Cutie No 2 was really sweet!
"Haley, my names Haley. Yours?" Niccee!
"My names Dylan." Awww, he had such a nice smile! Cutie No 2 was getting brownie points!
"And mine is Harry, Harry Renolds- remember me when you see me in the NBA!" Hmmm.
"Ahh, an NBA hopeful huh? You all play basketball here?" I was being too nice after what's just happened to me.
"You know it. D-man's gonna try, I'm definitely in and Timmy prays every night that he'll be as good as me." Ha, he was another Tim. Gaaa-reat.
"And what about this Nathan..." I turned to Time cheekily, "Scott was it?" Score Haley!
"Yeah, Nathan Scott, never heard of him?" Not a good sign. "He's gonna be the next Jordan!"
Ah, that was what I had been praying to hear.
Oh no, we were turning off to a narrow hallway. No. No. No.
TIM STOP TOUCHING MY BACK.
Is he pushing me forward? Oh no.
What am I going to do? What am I going to say??
No.
Yes.
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beaucoup :) (It's Alex)