So I decided on posting my stories that I have written/writing on here as well. I'm still a bit new at this so please go easy on me. I changed the last names so it is fine. Anyways, this is High School Love. Hope you like it
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story line.
"Fake right, go left," said Demi's dad as they were playing a one-on-one game of basketball.
Demetria Devonne Torres has been playing basketball all her life. Even before she could walk she had had the ball in her hand. By the time she was five, Demi was an expert at it. She would have played and won many games a day when playing with all the other kids her age. At the age of eight, Demi had won many awards and trophies playing at the local Y.
Basketball was Demi's life and it was definitely her strong point. I mean, she's been playing for practically seventeen years. If she hadn't gotten the hang of it by then, then something was seriously wrong with her.
Demi dribbled the ball a few times moving to the right before turning last minute and heading towards the left.
"And she shoots…and scores!" Demi's dad yells. "Nice one Bud!" he congratulates his daughter.
"Thanks dad," Demi widely smiles back.
Basketball was the only thing that Demi and her dad did together. Okay. Not the ONLY thing. They did other stuff together. But basketball was definitely the most fun.
"Guys, dinner!" Demi's mom called from the backyard door.
"After this game," Demi said, starting to dribble the ball again.
"No. Dinner. Now." Came the response from Demi's mom.
"Please?" Demi's dad joined in. "Real quick. And then we'll come inside and eat."
Demi's mom rolled her eyes. "Fine. Make it quick," she said watching them already start to play again.
This wasn't what she had expected when her second daughter had been born. She had expected her to turn into the girly girl that her older sister had been. But of course, she was wrong.
Demi was one of the biggest tomboys there ever was. She had never worn anything really girly. She had always preferred a T-shirt and jeans. The only time she had worn otherwise was when she was a baby. Now if she had had a choice, she would not have been wearing all of those girly outfits. Demi Torres was a definite tomboy and there was nothing you could do to change that.
~SemiDemenaSemiDemena~
Demi and her dad enter the house after finishing their game of basketball with a score of 55 to 28. Demi had won of course.
They quickly washed up and then sat down at the dinner table.
"What took you so long?" Her mother asked.
"Sorry. The game got really intense," Demi replied.
"Who won?" Demi's older sister, Dallas asked.
"Who else?" Demi's dad said. "The basketball player or the old man?"
"Demi!" Demi's little sister, Madison yelled causing everyone to laugh.
"So school starts up again tomorrow. Are you excited?" asked Demi's mom.
"For basketball, yeah," Demi replied.
"Not for your classes?" she asked.
"Not really. I've only been looking forward to basketball. I've been practicing all summer," Demi answered her.
It's true. That's the only thing Demi had done all summer. She would play basketball all day. She has been anticipating for school to arrive so she could play basketball again.
After dinner, Demi went upstairs to her room and got ready for bed. She set her alarm and then climbed into bed. It only took a few minutes for her to fall asleep, waiting to see what the next day would bring.
~SemiDemenaSemiDemena~
"Ooh, this looks cute," Selena's best friend, Miley said holding up a top. "What do you think?
"It's cute," was all Selena replied with.
"Are you okay? You're usually all into shopping for back to school," Miley questioned.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just a bit nervous for school," answered Selena.
"Why are you nervous? It's our last year in high school. Besides, we're cheerleaders. You're captain this year. Time to take practically seventeen years of practice and show it off!" exclaimed Miley.
Selena smiled. "Yeah I guess you're right. Don't wanna waste all those years of practicing for nothing," she replied.
Selena Marie Russo had loved cheering since she was a baby. She may not have understood it, but she sure did love it. She would have these little pom-poms in her hand and would be shaking them up in the air. As soon as she could talk, she had started to make, what she would call "cheers". Anytime she could, she would be cheering her little heart out.
Selena had won many medals and trophies for cheerleading since she started cheering. She was one of the youngest girls on her cheerleading team. But she was certainly by far the best. No one could beat that little girl no matter hoe hard they tried.
Of course, Selena didn't think of cheerleading as a competition. Selena was in it for the fun. Although whenever she had a competition, she brought her all into it and even got her team to the finals a couple times. But of course, she couldn't have done it all alone. Her fellow cheerleaders had definitely helped her a bunch.
Selena had always been the girly type. Wearing skirts and dresses were totally her thing. She would also never leave the house without putting some form of make-up on. Now don't get her wrong. She loves just wearing sweats and a T-shirt without any make-up on but only when she's at home with her friends having a lazy day.
"Good. Hey, what do you think of this skirt?" Miley asked.
"It's cute. Especially if you put it with that top." Selena answered then began looking at some other shirts.
"Yeah. It does look good together. I think I'll get them."
"You should. Oh my god! This is so cute! What do you think?" Selena asked holding up a shirt.
"I agree. You should totally get it!" Miley said sounding like a little kid.
Selena just giggled and rolled her eyes.
~SemiDemenaSemiDemena~
"Mom! I'm home!" Selena called out into the house.
"Hey honey. How was shopping?" Selena's mom asked.
"It was good," Selena said.
"Did you get some clothes for school?"
"Yeah, I did."
"Good. So are you excited to start school?" her mom asked.
"Yeah. And a bit nervous," Selena replied.
"Why is that honey?"
"I don't know. I just am. I'm always nervous when we go back to school."
That's true. Selena had always been nervous to go back to school ever since she could remember. She never really understood why. She had always figured it was because she might get a really mean teacher who will hate her and make her fail so that she can't maintain her straight A's.
Minus being worried about that, Selena loves school. I mean what's not to love? She has straight A's, is the captain of the cheerleading team, and over all that, has amazing friends. For her, school was one of the only places she feels like she can express herself, besides home of course. Others would disagree and say that they wouldn't care if school had closed. Not Selena though. She loved it and would always imagine what school would end up being like this year. And that's exactly what she did that night before going to bed with a smile on her face.
Review please! And tell me what you think so far!