Portmans POV
Dinner was...well...Chaotic. I swear I was going to kill Emma, after she had the nerve to tell me I didn't love Fulton. She barley knows me yet alone can tell me who the hell I love and Hate. Before I met Emma, Fulton told me I would love her. And when I met her.it was just the opposite. Like putting to negative magnets together, they repel. He didn't pay attention to that fact. We were too similar, fighting for to protect the same person, we could never get along. I usually don't hit girls, but for her I gladly make an exception. Luckily for Emma, Kory pulled her away from the table before I could do anything. Emma didn't come back, Kory did she only came back to clean up were she ate though. After dinner I went up to the room, Fulton had gone to play poker game in Charlie's, so took out my leather Poem book. It took me a few minutes before I could put all my thoughts together. Suddenly it came to me I took out my pen and started writing:
'Something's going on inside
I feel it, so strange to me
I'm morphing, I can't hide
I'm different but you can't see
Everything had to change
Things are suddenly so new
Nothing seems the same
Not even you'
I looked around and for some reason just wanted to leave the room. I took my notebook and went down to the library. When I got there I saw Kory, with her head down on the table. Not wanting to be seem with a book entitled Poems , I placed the poems next to Kory. I figured Kory was nice to everyone so no one would want to read her poems while she isn't looking, if not simply to be nice because there afraid of what Emma would do to them if she found out. I know she wouldn't read them not knowing whose they are. Unfortunately, when I came back Kory was gone and my notebook was open.
"Damn it." I cursed under my breath quickly collecting my notebook and rushing out the door. My name wasn't anywhere in the book and that I'm happy for. I went back up to my room; Fulton was still at Charlie's so once again I was alone. I turned on the radio, Led Zeppelin blasted out of the radio. I laid on my bed thinking. Ok fact number one: I have a crush on my best friend. Fact Number two: He's a dude, which officially makes me gay.Fact three: A certain little redhead will be killed next time I see her. Fact four: I don't have a fact number four. This is going to drive me crazy. I'm not supposed to have a crush on a dude, yet alone my best friend. I don't remember falling asleep. The only thing I remember is waking up the next morning. I got up and Fulton was already up. He saw me then laughed. I looked at him oddly. "Um, were you trying to give yourself a tattoo?" He asked with a smile. I fell asleep holding my pen and thinking, so when I woke up I had pen marks on my bed and all over my arms.
"Very funny dude." I say. God he looks hot. 'Dude your not supposed to think that!' I tell myself. I need to seek help, but most of my friends in Minnesota are ducks and would so tell Fulton. Goddamn I'm acting like a freakin girl. Wait! Alexandra Grady! I could talk to her. "Dude I'm gonna go hang out with a girl from class." I tell Fulton rushing out the door. I had forgotten all about the ink...
Dinner was...well...Chaotic. I swear I was going to kill Emma, after she had the nerve to tell me I didn't love Fulton. She barley knows me yet alone can tell me who the hell I love and Hate. Before I met Emma, Fulton told me I would love her. And when I met her.it was just the opposite. Like putting to negative magnets together, they repel. He didn't pay attention to that fact. We were too similar, fighting for to protect the same person, we could never get along. I usually don't hit girls, but for her I gladly make an exception. Luckily for Emma, Kory pulled her away from the table before I could do anything. Emma didn't come back, Kory did she only came back to clean up were she ate though. After dinner I went up to the room, Fulton had gone to play poker game in Charlie's, so took out my leather Poem book. It took me a few minutes before I could put all my thoughts together. Suddenly it came to me I took out my pen and started writing:
'Something's going on inside
I feel it, so strange to me
I'm morphing, I can't hide
I'm different but you can't see
Everything had to change
Things are suddenly so new
Nothing seems the same
Not even you'
I looked around and for some reason just wanted to leave the room. I took my notebook and went down to the library. When I got there I saw Kory, with her head down on the table. Not wanting to be seem with a book entitled Poems , I placed the poems next to Kory. I figured Kory was nice to everyone so no one would want to read her poems while she isn't looking, if not simply to be nice because there afraid of what Emma would do to them if she found out. I know she wouldn't read them not knowing whose they are. Unfortunately, when I came back Kory was gone and my notebook was open.
"Damn it." I cursed under my breath quickly collecting my notebook and rushing out the door. My name wasn't anywhere in the book and that I'm happy for. I went back up to my room; Fulton was still at Charlie's so once again I was alone. I turned on the radio, Led Zeppelin blasted out of the radio. I laid on my bed thinking. Ok fact number one: I have a crush on my best friend. Fact Number two: He's a dude, which officially makes me gay.Fact three: A certain little redhead will be killed next time I see her. Fact four: I don't have a fact number four. This is going to drive me crazy. I'm not supposed to have a crush on a dude, yet alone my best friend. I don't remember falling asleep. The only thing I remember is waking up the next morning. I got up and Fulton was already up. He saw me then laughed. I looked at him oddly. "Um, were you trying to give yourself a tattoo?" He asked with a smile. I fell asleep holding my pen and thinking, so when I woke up I had pen marks on my bed and all over my arms.
"Very funny dude." I say. God he looks hot. 'Dude your not supposed to think that!' I tell myself. I need to seek help, but most of my friends in Minnesota are ducks and would so tell Fulton. Goddamn I'm acting like a freakin girl. Wait! Alexandra Grady! I could talk to her. "Dude I'm gonna go hang out with a girl from class." I tell Fulton rushing out the door. I had forgotten all about the ink...