Disclaimer: Grr I don't own this I was told to say…heh
Aaron walked out of his front door, and onto the gloomy city street. He longed to see Alyson and feel her arms around him. He longed to kiss her, and taste her sweet lips. Everything was perfect when they were together; well, almost. His family hated her, and would do anything and everything in their power to prevent anything from happening between them. Her family despised him with everything they contain, and would go to any measure to prevent her from falling in love with him. How could this work? Aaron knew he had to have her; she was the one for him. He felt it in her glare, he smelled it in the air, he knew.
"Aaron, you need to do your homework now" Aaron's mother yelled from across the hall. Their house wasn't as nice as Alyson's, but it was still large enough to fit all six of them comfortably. Next door to them was the rest of their family; aunts, uncles, grandparents, and so on. No Stunner even dared to come down this street. It was certain death. How could he ever be with Alyson? Too many questions for him to answer. He decided to work on his poem for English class; that would take his mind off of everything.
"Are there any volunteers to read their poems aloud?" The teacher asked as he searched the class for a raised hand. None. Finally, Aaron stood up and walked to the front of the classroom. His eyes met Alyson's as they shared a moment of happiness. Aaron held the paper up and Alyson could see he was nervously shaking. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He cleared his throat and began.
" I know how deep, hate can run
For someone I've never seen
But in some odd way, shape, or form
You were brought to me, so clean
No rough edges in this epic tale
No rose colored glasses could see
The feeling I get when I look in your eyes
And the way you look back at me
I felt it that day, on your balcony
I know this feeling is true
I am so confused, lost in my thoughts
For my heart says 'I'm in love with you'"
Aaron finished as he glanced at Alyson for her immediate reaction. Her eyes swelled with small happy tears, but she pushed them aside before anyone could notice. She silently stood up, brushed Aarons hand as they passed one another, and stood vulnerable in the front of the classroom. She smiled at the class, but directed it straight to Aaron who watched eagerly from his seat in the back. He noticed how perfect her lips were for him, and how curved her body looked today. Beautiful, he whispered under his breath as he leaned forward to listen.
"The hate runs deeper
Than words could express
Funny thing; I don't hate you
Your eyes hold much more
Than I could contain
Inside my deepest wishes
They all come true
I saw you that night
Strolling down the street
It was then I knew you were mine
Although I cant see
What the future may bring
I know the chances
I'm willing to take"
Alyson finished as she walked back to her seat. The teacher peered over at her with a watchful eye, then proceeded to talk.
"Alyson, that wasn't a poem. That is what we call a series of thoughts. Good job Aaron. Alyson, I'm afraid I'm going to have to fail you for this assignment. You're minus 150 points. I'm sorry." The teacher finished as he looked into her blue eyes. She nodded in understanding, afraid to fight, afraid to be hurt like her dad did last night. Aaron watched Alyson as she sat down, and slipped her another note. She looked into his eyes, her own now swelling with tears, and looked away with contempt. Aaron longed to hold her, to help her in her time of need, but ultimately knew it would only cause more problems. Everyone in the entire city knew the hatred that ran between their families; anyone would be more than happy to choose a side just to be accepted. Just to be sure that death would not be promised to them. Alyson knew this, Alyson knew the threat her father made to her last night. A tear fell to the floor. Another. Alyson stood up and ran out of the classroom, trailing her backpack behind her. Aaron jumped up in his seat and ran out after her. The entire class watched in disbelief; was this the end of the family curse? The family hatred? Had they really fallen in love? Silence deafened the ears of everyone.
"Alyson wait!" Aaron yelled down the hallway, bringing interested students to their doorways. "Don't leave like this!"
"Aaron, I can't ever see you again. I'm leaving this school, I'm leaving this city." Alyson said as she pushed open the front doors of the school, more tears falling from her rosy cheeks.
"Alyson, I won't see it happen." Aaron stated as he grabbed her arm and pulled her into him. Broad daylight. She fell into him willingly, wanting to be held and loved. Wanting much more than just a hug from him. Her tears crawled down his shirt sleeve as he held tighter onto her. The smell of her hair streamed into his senses, as he closed his eyes and silently cried. Alyson realized people were now stopped and watching them, students hanging out of the upstairs windows. Untold secrets told. Alyson backed away from him, placing her hand on his chest and peering into his eager eyes.
"Goodbye" She said as she turned away; promising to never be seen again. She wept the whole way home. She wept until she had no more tears to shed. He watched her until she was out of sight, then muttered 'goodbye' under his breathe, hopes and dreams shattering.