Okay, here's the first real chapter, though I hope everyone read the first...chapter. Well, you know what I mean, this is the chapter that sets the story in motion. Please review and I'll post more; also, I thought I'd put little parts of songs at the beginning of the chapters that fit with the chapter. Review and enjoy!
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I can't take it, what am I waiting for?
My heart's still breaking, I miss you even more
And I can't fake it, the way I could before.
I hate you, but I love you, I can't stop thinking of you
It's true, I'm stuck on you.
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Chapter Two
Stuck
Clear sat in fourth period, knowing that she should be paying attention to her professor's but unable to do so. Her mind was in so many different places all at once that even she wasn't quite sure what she was thinking about. Part of her mind was focusing on the two boys that sat in front of her, both occupying different parts of her heart; Tod was staring straight ahead, acting as though he was comprehending was the teacher was saying. Her boyfriend, the boy that she was supposed to feel for and think about. And directly in front of her was Alex Browning, the first boy to capture her heart and break it, the boy she had no business loving.
The other, more saner part of her mind was focused on the events the previous night, when she had pleading with her grandparents to let her keep the abandoned puppy that she had named Prince, hoping that they would see the puppy the way that she had. "How are you going to take care of it, Clear, puppy's are expensive you know and we can't afford one." Her grandmother had pointed out, doing all the talking as her grandfather read the sports page.
"I know, I'll take care of him, I'll get a job." The words had been out of her mouth before she knew what she was saying. Clear didn't know where she would be able to get a job, seeing that she was only fourteen, but the words had sounded good and her grandmother had bought her promise, letting her keep the puppy as long as she promised to pay and care for it.
That night, Clear had lain awake, thinking about her seemingly impossible promise, spoken only to save Prince. She had been planning on getting an odd job here and there, mowing yards or whatever, to begin to save up money for a car but now she had to get money in order to keep her new pet. And she needed money fast, since she didn't even have dog food for Prince.
And now she sat in French class, thinking about how to get a job and earn money instead of thinking about how to conjugate French verbs. Mr. Murneau was in process of playing a poorly sung and written song about conjugating such French verbs, something that Clear was glad that she wasn't paying the greatest attention to. Everyone in the class was groaning, rolling their eyes and snickering and Mr. Murneau tried to look as though he thought the conjugating song was the most exciting thing he had heard in his entire time on earth. "Now sing along, classe." He instructed, doing just what his words had suggested.
Carter Horton, jock and class asshole, groaned and grabbed his girlfriend Terry Chaney's makeup purse off her desk and throwing it at the CD player, hoping to put a stop to the horrid song. Terry turned to face her boyfriend with an upset glare on her face, though he didn't seem to notice. "Enough of that shit." He snapped, though whether his words were directed to the CD player or the teacher, it wasn't clear.
Carter's throw was direct, hitting the top of the player and causing the CD to stop playing as the top of the stereo slowly opened. Mr. Murneau turned to face the jock, a stunned expression on his face. "Mr. Horton, one does not behave in such a manner in my classroom. If you would please accompany me down the hall to the principal's office, I would be ever so grateful." His deliberately spoken words were the farthest thing from a request as one could get.
With a nonchalant smile, Carter stood and followed the teacher out of the classroom, Mr. Murneau commanding the class into silence before he shut the door behind him. Terry stood and indignantly retrieved her makeup bag from its spot in the front of the room, before returning to her seat to gossip with her friends and fellow cheerleaders, of which Alex's girlfriend, Adrienne Grant, was included.
Amused by the whole ordeal, Tod turned around to face his girlfriend, a sheepish smile upon his face. "Can you believe Carter? He's got even less brains then I thought he did." He remarked, getting a slight smile out of Clear. She was far too concerned with her own finical problems to put her whole heart into caring about Carter's latest dumbass behavior.
Tod wasn't put off by her mundane reaction and switched topics, having nothing more to say about Carter anyway. "So, did your grandparents let you keep the puppy?" He questioned, finally getting all of Clear's attention.
"Yes but only under the promise that I pay for everything myself, which I have no way of doing since I don't have a job and am too young to work at any place that pays decently." She mumbled, pursing her lips and wrinkling her nose at the whole situation.
Tod nodded sympathetically, clearly having nothing to say to help the ordeal and thus decided it was best to remain silent. Alex, however turned around upon hearing her words and it was best to add his two cents into the conversation. "You're looking for a job? The Green Igloo Cafe is hiring and I know they hire people under sixteen." He offered, seeing a flicker of hope cross the brunette's face.
"That's great!" She exclaimed before catching a hold of herself and managing to contain her excitement. "But, how do you know?" She couldn't afford to get her hopes up, only to have them dashed because Alex had gotten false information.
Alex shrugged lazily once, though it was a meaningless gesture. "It's my favorite place to eat, I was there this weekend and they were hiring and one of the waiters said that as long as you're a teenager you can work there." He answered, proving that his information was reliable after all.
Clear couldn't help by smile, feeling her heart flutter as Alex smiled back at her. "Thanks Alex, you might have just saved my dog from ending up on the streets once again." She told him, still smiling.
"Not a problem Clear Rivers." Alex said, a hint of humor in his voice as he said her full name, though Clear didn't really mind the joke coming from him.
She felt her heartbeat return to normal as he turned around once again, everyone growing quiet and signaling the return of the professor, minus Carter, who was no doubt still at the principal's office. No matter how hard she tried to forget about Alex and the way he made her feel, Clear found that she couldn't keep her thoughts off of him, as unfair as that was to Tod. Even though she still hated Alex for completely snubbing her and going out with the Barbie in the flesh, she knew that she still had feelings for him. There was no denying that and she didn't even know why she would try to do such a thing.
Love or hate, Clear realized that she was still stuck on Alex Browning.
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Okay, so these are your chapters with training wheels, so to speak; the fluffy stuff before we actually get into the meat of the story. The song "Stuck" belongs to Stacy Oreico (I don't think I spelled her name right) and as for the incident involving Carter and the CD player, well, it's based off a true story. Let's just say that our crazy French teacher makes us listen to the stupidest songs to help us remember verb conjugations and one day one of the them was just too stupid...and there was a very unruly boy in my class.... Anyway, review and let me know what you think. Thanks!
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I can't take it, what am I waiting for?
My heart's still breaking, I miss you even more
And I can't fake it, the way I could before.
I hate you, but I love you, I can't stop thinking of you
It's true, I'm stuck on you.
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Chapter Two
Stuck
Clear sat in fourth period, knowing that she should be paying attention to her professor's but unable to do so. Her mind was in so many different places all at once that even she wasn't quite sure what she was thinking about. Part of her mind was focusing on the two boys that sat in front of her, both occupying different parts of her heart; Tod was staring straight ahead, acting as though he was comprehending was the teacher was saying. Her boyfriend, the boy that she was supposed to feel for and think about. And directly in front of her was Alex Browning, the first boy to capture her heart and break it, the boy she had no business loving.
The other, more saner part of her mind was focused on the events the previous night, when she had pleading with her grandparents to let her keep the abandoned puppy that she had named Prince, hoping that they would see the puppy the way that she had. "How are you going to take care of it, Clear, puppy's are expensive you know and we can't afford one." Her grandmother had pointed out, doing all the talking as her grandfather read the sports page.
"I know, I'll take care of him, I'll get a job." The words had been out of her mouth before she knew what she was saying. Clear didn't know where she would be able to get a job, seeing that she was only fourteen, but the words had sounded good and her grandmother had bought her promise, letting her keep the puppy as long as she promised to pay and care for it.
That night, Clear had lain awake, thinking about her seemingly impossible promise, spoken only to save Prince. She had been planning on getting an odd job here and there, mowing yards or whatever, to begin to save up money for a car but now she had to get money in order to keep her new pet. And she needed money fast, since she didn't even have dog food for Prince.
And now she sat in French class, thinking about how to get a job and earn money instead of thinking about how to conjugate French verbs. Mr. Murneau was in process of playing a poorly sung and written song about conjugating such French verbs, something that Clear was glad that she wasn't paying the greatest attention to. Everyone in the class was groaning, rolling their eyes and snickering and Mr. Murneau tried to look as though he thought the conjugating song was the most exciting thing he had heard in his entire time on earth. "Now sing along, classe." He instructed, doing just what his words had suggested.
Carter Horton, jock and class asshole, groaned and grabbed his girlfriend Terry Chaney's makeup purse off her desk and throwing it at the CD player, hoping to put a stop to the horrid song. Terry turned to face her boyfriend with an upset glare on her face, though he didn't seem to notice. "Enough of that shit." He snapped, though whether his words were directed to the CD player or the teacher, it wasn't clear.
Carter's throw was direct, hitting the top of the player and causing the CD to stop playing as the top of the stereo slowly opened. Mr. Murneau turned to face the jock, a stunned expression on his face. "Mr. Horton, one does not behave in such a manner in my classroom. If you would please accompany me down the hall to the principal's office, I would be ever so grateful." His deliberately spoken words were the farthest thing from a request as one could get.
With a nonchalant smile, Carter stood and followed the teacher out of the classroom, Mr. Murneau commanding the class into silence before he shut the door behind him. Terry stood and indignantly retrieved her makeup bag from its spot in the front of the room, before returning to her seat to gossip with her friends and fellow cheerleaders, of which Alex's girlfriend, Adrienne Grant, was included.
Amused by the whole ordeal, Tod turned around to face his girlfriend, a sheepish smile upon his face. "Can you believe Carter? He's got even less brains then I thought he did." He remarked, getting a slight smile out of Clear. She was far too concerned with her own finical problems to put her whole heart into caring about Carter's latest dumbass behavior.
Tod wasn't put off by her mundane reaction and switched topics, having nothing more to say about Carter anyway. "So, did your grandparents let you keep the puppy?" He questioned, finally getting all of Clear's attention.
"Yes but only under the promise that I pay for everything myself, which I have no way of doing since I don't have a job and am too young to work at any place that pays decently." She mumbled, pursing her lips and wrinkling her nose at the whole situation.
Tod nodded sympathetically, clearly having nothing to say to help the ordeal and thus decided it was best to remain silent. Alex, however turned around upon hearing her words and it was best to add his two cents into the conversation. "You're looking for a job? The Green Igloo Cafe is hiring and I know they hire people under sixteen." He offered, seeing a flicker of hope cross the brunette's face.
"That's great!" She exclaimed before catching a hold of herself and managing to contain her excitement. "But, how do you know?" She couldn't afford to get her hopes up, only to have them dashed because Alex had gotten false information.
Alex shrugged lazily once, though it was a meaningless gesture. "It's my favorite place to eat, I was there this weekend and they were hiring and one of the waiters said that as long as you're a teenager you can work there." He answered, proving that his information was reliable after all.
Clear couldn't help by smile, feeling her heart flutter as Alex smiled back at her. "Thanks Alex, you might have just saved my dog from ending up on the streets once again." She told him, still smiling.
"Not a problem Clear Rivers." Alex said, a hint of humor in his voice as he said her full name, though Clear didn't really mind the joke coming from him.
She felt her heartbeat return to normal as he turned around once again, everyone growing quiet and signaling the return of the professor, minus Carter, who was no doubt still at the principal's office. No matter how hard she tried to forget about Alex and the way he made her feel, Clear found that she couldn't keep her thoughts off of him, as unfair as that was to Tod. Even though she still hated Alex for completely snubbing her and going out with the Barbie in the flesh, she knew that she still had feelings for him. There was no denying that and she didn't even know why she would try to do such a thing.
Love or hate, Clear realized that she was still stuck on Alex Browning.
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Okay, so these are your chapters with training wheels, so to speak; the fluffy stuff before we actually get into the meat of the story. The song "Stuck" belongs to Stacy Oreico (I don't think I spelled her name right) and as for the incident involving Carter and the CD player, well, it's based off a true story. Let's just say that our crazy French teacher makes us listen to the stupidest songs to help us remember verb conjugations and one day one of the them was just too stupid...and there was a very unruly boy in my class.... Anyway, review and let me know what you think. Thanks!