Alan Kagan
Period 1
Running down the dark alley, Jordan ran for his life. Ads the dim street lights passed by, the strived to run faster and faster. It didn't matter where he went, just as long as he didn't end up back there. It was awful. "Come back here you little punk"! He heard people scream. "Where are you going, looking for your mommy you Chicken!" It didn't matter what those people said, as long as he escaped, that's all that he cared about. It was supposed to be a fun night out in the club. Him and his friends went out just to have a good time, but didn't realize what the night held for them. Looking to have a good time, the drinks were flowing and they all were having the time of their lives, while Jordan sat watching them all act like fools. Deciding to do something more interesting he went in search of a girl. One who he could relate to, one who would make him happy, one who he could possibly hook up with; and that is when all the trouble happened.
He saw her: the girl that he knew would change everything. She sat, quietly in the corner sipping on her own drink. It looked as though she had come alone: there was no one around her. He watched with interest as she looked down at the floor beneath her. She was absolutely beautiful. Striking green eyes and long blonde hair. She was exactly the kind of girl Jordan fell for. Breaking his trance was another girl. A girl who also had green eyes and blonde hair, but looked nothing like the beauty in the corner.
"Jordan!" she shrieked, running up to him and hugging him. "It's been so long, how are you?"
Annoyed that she had seen him, his arms hung limply at his sides refusing to touch her. "I'm fine, Crystal. What are you doing here?"
"Just out with my new boyfriend, having a good time. Do you have a new girlfriend yet, Jordan?" she asked, looking at him as if he were a poor, pathetic dog.
"No, Crystal, I haven't dated anyone since you. You cheating on me with my best friend. Sort of ruined my desire for a relationship, if you know what I mean," he said, bitterly, trying to get away from her and closer to the green-eyed beauty in the corner of the room. "Oh, I see you are still tripping on that. Maybe it's time to get over it, don't you think." She said to him so nonchalantly it almost made him sick.
"Well it was nice seeing you too Crystal. Now if you'll excuse me, I am sort of busy right now..." Jordan walked away from his cheating ex girlfriend who had given him nothing but grief for so many months of his life. He was looking for that gorgeous blonde, but she was nowhere to be found. The corner in which she once sat so peacefully was now occupied by a young couple, that couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. Where had she gone? Where was his dream girl? The previous depression of not having a girl came over him and he slowly swiveled his chair to face the bartender. The chair wasn't as stiff ad he had remembered it and he overshot his intended mark to face the bar. His circular spin was stopped when his knees collided into another's.
They were hers! He couldn't even get the words "I'm sorry" out or "Excuse me". He stared at her and then she smiled slightly. "Hey," was all he could get out. "Hey," she said quietly. "Sorry about bumping into you, the chairs are more greased than I thought." Realizing he was making a fool of himself by explaining about spinning in chairs he stopped. "I saw you sitting over there in that corner and then when I turned around you weren't there. I thought I had lost you." "You never had me," her words stung Jordan with an unexpected bitterness. "Ouch. I didn't mean to come on so strong I just think you beautiful, and I've been looking for a girl to make my night and." A heavy hand stopped him on his shoulder. "Do you want to continue on that train of thought?" That's when Jordan found himself running. The heavy guy was definitely related to the green eyes somehow.
Period 1
Running down the dark alley, Jordan ran for his life. Ads the dim street lights passed by, the strived to run faster and faster. It didn't matter where he went, just as long as he didn't end up back there. It was awful. "Come back here you little punk"! He heard people scream. "Where are you going, looking for your mommy you Chicken!" It didn't matter what those people said, as long as he escaped, that's all that he cared about. It was supposed to be a fun night out in the club. Him and his friends went out just to have a good time, but didn't realize what the night held for them. Looking to have a good time, the drinks were flowing and they all were having the time of their lives, while Jordan sat watching them all act like fools. Deciding to do something more interesting he went in search of a girl. One who he could relate to, one who would make him happy, one who he could possibly hook up with; and that is when all the trouble happened.
He saw her: the girl that he knew would change everything. She sat, quietly in the corner sipping on her own drink. It looked as though she had come alone: there was no one around her. He watched with interest as she looked down at the floor beneath her. She was absolutely beautiful. Striking green eyes and long blonde hair. She was exactly the kind of girl Jordan fell for. Breaking his trance was another girl. A girl who also had green eyes and blonde hair, but looked nothing like the beauty in the corner.
"Jordan!" she shrieked, running up to him and hugging him. "It's been so long, how are you?"
Annoyed that she had seen him, his arms hung limply at his sides refusing to touch her. "I'm fine, Crystal. What are you doing here?"
"Just out with my new boyfriend, having a good time. Do you have a new girlfriend yet, Jordan?" she asked, looking at him as if he were a poor, pathetic dog.
"No, Crystal, I haven't dated anyone since you. You cheating on me with my best friend. Sort of ruined my desire for a relationship, if you know what I mean," he said, bitterly, trying to get away from her and closer to the green-eyed beauty in the corner of the room. "Oh, I see you are still tripping on that. Maybe it's time to get over it, don't you think." She said to him so nonchalantly it almost made him sick.
"Well it was nice seeing you too Crystal. Now if you'll excuse me, I am sort of busy right now..." Jordan walked away from his cheating ex girlfriend who had given him nothing but grief for so many months of his life. He was looking for that gorgeous blonde, but she was nowhere to be found. The corner in which she once sat so peacefully was now occupied by a young couple, that couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. Where had she gone? Where was his dream girl? The previous depression of not having a girl came over him and he slowly swiveled his chair to face the bartender. The chair wasn't as stiff ad he had remembered it and he overshot his intended mark to face the bar. His circular spin was stopped when his knees collided into another's.
They were hers! He couldn't even get the words "I'm sorry" out or "Excuse me". He stared at her and then she smiled slightly. "Hey," was all he could get out. "Hey," she said quietly. "Sorry about bumping into you, the chairs are more greased than I thought." Realizing he was making a fool of himself by explaining about spinning in chairs he stopped. "I saw you sitting over there in that corner and then when I turned around you weren't there. I thought I had lost you." "You never had me," her words stung Jordan with an unexpected bitterness. "Ouch. I didn't mean to come on so strong I just think you beautiful, and I've been looking for a girl to make my night and." A heavy hand stopped him on his shoulder. "Do you want to continue on that train of thought?" That's when Jordan found himself running. The heavy guy was definitely related to the green eyes somehow.
