Sodapop Curtis, that name was like music to my ears I could say it over and over agian and never get sick of it. My name is Ashely just plain old Ashley and I am in love with a boy whos name is sweet as sugar, my problem is he dosent' love me back. "Hey Ash" Soda sang cheerfully as he walked my way one sunny Sunday morning "Hi Soda" I said faking a smile to hide the pain of the unrequited love I felt for him. We were pretty good friends he tells me everything about his endless book of love stories, everyone of his stories ends the same, with him getting hurt. It kills me to see him get hurt and know I would be the one girl who never hurts him, but still he doesn't notice me and the love I feel for him. "How are things with Sandy" I asked pretending to sound cheerful about Soda's lastest addtion to his book "Great, you know, I really think shes the one" he said, his words 'I really think she's the one' echoed in my head and I let out a soft sad sigh with out thinking, I quickly coughed to make it sound as if I was clearing my throat. "That's great"...I lied, that wasn't great it was terrible. "Well I have to meet Sandy at the park at twelve, so I better get going" he spoke in his beautiful voice I flashed him a fake smile once more and said "see you around".
I was walking home Sodapop once again plageing my mind, filling it with thoughts and dreams of one day being with him. I snaped out of my dream sequence momentarlity to see Soda's girlfriend Sandy kissing another boy. My body grew weak and I was over come with a sick feeling I thought to me self 'Oh no not again, why can't he see that I'll never hurt him, why is he so blind!' the feeling of rage ran threw my veins, holding back the urge to scream I stormed home. Once I got to my room I slammed my door shut all the shades lay under my covers in bed, my room was pitch black and I was all alone, it was then all my hate anger sadness and frustrations came out, they came out in a stream of tears falling down my cheeks, I was slowly dying in side, these feelings were emotionaly killing me and I could do nothing about it. I cried myself to sleep thinking 'If You Only Knew'.
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