Yuko S: Hey, I got this idea partly by my own life, partly from a song, and party from two fics I read and put on favorites. And they're in high school. Bout 15 years old. Enjoy!
Anything between this: ~~~ means that it's a song. It's just easier and neater this way to tell the song and story apart since I still can't figure out the damn html thing.
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It has been two years since Tyson and Ray saw each other though they were really good friends and had not failed to keep in touch with each other. Though the same can't be said with Tyson and Mariah. Since kindergarden, they've been stuck in the same class somehow for the last 10 years. Oh sure, go ahead and think I'm exaggerating and high but there was not a moment where Tyson was thankful that Mariah wasn't in the same homeroom as him. Being stuck in the same class didn't make it better for the oh so wonderful relationship between them. Too bad sarcasm is not avaible in text. Basically, in other words, they hated each other. It is not known why or how it started but it was just the way it was. Mariah would be those kinds where as Tyson likes to call them, "fashion freaks" while Tyson was immature and most likely to be known by his goofy act. Course, those are just what stereotypes would call them. Anyways, let's end my rambling and get on with the story.
In one of their regular classes, Ms. Greth came in with a black-haired boy of 15 behind her. The first thing the students noticed about him was probably his ponytail that was wrapped in white bandages and also down to his ankles. 'Wow, he's hot. Really hot.' Mariah thought. "Class, we have a new student,' the teacher said, "His name is Ray Kon. He'll be in our class. Be nice to him because he just transfered here from China. Chances are, he doesn't understand a single word I'm saying."
"Actually, I understand what you're saying right now. I know when I'm insulted," Ray had replied. Some parts of the class laughed. "Well then," she said, pointing to Tyson, holding back her embarrassment, "You can sit besides that kid with the blue hair and cap. That's Tyson." The chinese boy did as he was told. Being the new kid was uncomfortable and was even worse when you're not too sure about your English. First thing Tyson said to him when Ray sat down was, "Hey, long time no see."
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Soon, lunch came and Tyson complaining on how he was starving. "It's not MY fault we ran out of food," complained Tyson, "some teens came to our house because they had the wrong address and ate everything in the fridge just before we kicked them out. There was no time to shop so the only options of food I had was either a slice of three months old pie or an apple." Ray didn't mind hearing Tyson go on about it but little did he know that he was being watched by a certion pink-headed girl.
It was obvious that Mariah had a crush on Ray. Well, obvious if you were spying on her and knew her thoughts. During lunch, she had managed to find a spot where she could watch Ray and could look like she was checking out the school dance poster that was in 2 years. She could hear Tyson's one-sided conversation (over her friends' voices) that was being ranted to Ray. Ray himself didn't look like he was ready to yell, "SHUT UP TYSON!!" like Mariah would've if she was in his shoes nor did he look like he was bored and half unconscious. 'Hmm...he doesn't mind endless ranting. That'll be a good thing if I have any trouble and need to get if off my chest by ranting it to someone. Namely my boyfriend.' This quality made her like Ray even more and also gave her a good excuse so her only reason to like him wouldn't be because he's good-looking. Mariah figured that he and Ray were already friends since there wasn't even an introduction when they met. Too bad he spent the rest of his free time with Tyson. Well, that and she was shy. This wasn't the kind of crush where you just like the guy because he's good looking and could just go up to the guy and say "I think you're hot. Wanna go on a date?" It was....different. She sighed knowing that he'll never know her feelings for him at this rate. She went back to her friends and listened to their conversation.
"I can't believe they're finally allowing the school to have a dance."
"But it sucks that it's in two years."
"What do you think, Riah?"
"It's fine with me as long the dance isn't cancelled."
And on went their little chat they had.
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School ended and Mariah was at home, inside her room. She picked up a random burnt CD out of her CD box to take her mind of Ray and popped it in her walkman. The first song on it was "Simple Song," by Simple Plan. She listened. It's got to this part of the song.
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I ask his friend I know
And maybe get him on my side
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'Hmmmmm," Mariah thought and continued to listen. Later, it got to this part.
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Please tell your friend that I'm in love with him
And if he laughs just tell him your joking and then
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That was when Mariah got a plan. 'Oh my god, this girl's a genius! I could do that! Now let's see, who is friends with Ray? Oh no,' Mariah just realized that Tyson, the person that made her sick everytime she heard his voice, the person who she despised most, the person who stuffed dead frogs in her school bag in grade 6, was his best friend. 'Okay Mariah, you have to do it. There are some sacrifices that have to be made. Unfortunally for me, this is a big sacrifice.'
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Yuko S: I'm gonna leave it there. First, I like to see how you like it and second, I don't have much time. Review me and tell me what you think of it. Bye!!
Anything between this: ~~~ means that it's a song. It's just easier and neater this way to tell the song and story apart since I still can't figure out the damn html thing.
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It has been two years since Tyson and Ray saw each other though they were really good friends and had not failed to keep in touch with each other. Though the same can't be said with Tyson and Mariah. Since kindergarden, they've been stuck in the same class somehow for the last 10 years. Oh sure, go ahead and think I'm exaggerating and high but there was not a moment where Tyson was thankful that Mariah wasn't in the same homeroom as him. Being stuck in the same class didn't make it better for the oh so wonderful relationship between them. Too bad sarcasm is not avaible in text. Basically, in other words, they hated each other. It is not known why or how it started but it was just the way it was. Mariah would be those kinds where as Tyson likes to call them, "fashion freaks" while Tyson was immature and most likely to be known by his goofy act. Course, those are just what stereotypes would call them. Anyways, let's end my rambling and get on with the story.
In one of their regular classes, Ms. Greth came in with a black-haired boy of 15 behind her. The first thing the students noticed about him was probably his ponytail that was wrapped in white bandages and also down to his ankles. 'Wow, he's hot. Really hot.' Mariah thought. "Class, we have a new student,' the teacher said, "His name is Ray Kon. He'll be in our class. Be nice to him because he just transfered here from China. Chances are, he doesn't understand a single word I'm saying."
"Actually, I understand what you're saying right now. I know when I'm insulted," Ray had replied. Some parts of the class laughed. "Well then," she said, pointing to Tyson, holding back her embarrassment, "You can sit besides that kid with the blue hair and cap. That's Tyson." The chinese boy did as he was told. Being the new kid was uncomfortable and was even worse when you're not too sure about your English. First thing Tyson said to him when Ray sat down was, "Hey, long time no see."
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Soon, lunch came and Tyson complaining on how he was starving. "It's not MY fault we ran out of food," complained Tyson, "some teens came to our house because they had the wrong address and ate everything in the fridge just before we kicked them out. There was no time to shop so the only options of food I had was either a slice of three months old pie or an apple." Ray didn't mind hearing Tyson go on about it but little did he know that he was being watched by a certion pink-headed girl.
It was obvious that Mariah had a crush on Ray. Well, obvious if you were spying on her and knew her thoughts. During lunch, she had managed to find a spot where she could watch Ray and could look like she was checking out the school dance poster that was in 2 years. She could hear Tyson's one-sided conversation (over her friends' voices) that was being ranted to Ray. Ray himself didn't look like he was ready to yell, "SHUT UP TYSON!!" like Mariah would've if she was in his shoes nor did he look like he was bored and half unconscious. 'Hmm...he doesn't mind endless ranting. That'll be a good thing if I have any trouble and need to get if off my chest by ranting it to someone. Namely my boyfriend.' This quality made her like Ray even more and also gave her a good excuse so her only reason to like him wouldn't be because he's good-looking. Mariah figured that he and Ray were already friends since there wasn't even an introduction when they met. Too bad he spent the rest of his free time with Tyson. Well, that and she was shy. This wasn't the kind of crush where you just like the guy because he's good looking and could just go up to the guy and say "I think you're hot. Wanna go on a date?" It was....different. She sighed knowing that he'll never know her feelings for him at this rate. She went back to her friends and listened to their conversation.
"I can't believe they're finally allowing the school to have a dance."
"But it sucks that it's in two years."
"What do you think, Riah?"
"It's fine with me as long the dance isn't cancelled."
And on went their little chat they had.
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School ended and Mariah was at home, inside her room. She picked up a random burnt CD out of her CD box to take her mind of Ray and popped it in her walkman. The first song on it was "Simple Song," by Simple Plan. She listened. It's got to this part of the song.
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I ask his friend I know
And maybe get him on my side
~~~
'Hmmmmm," Mariah thought and continued to listen. Later, it got to this part.
~~~
Please tell your friend that I'm in love with him
And if he laughs just tell him your joking and then
~~~
That was when Mariah got a plan. 'Oh my god, this girl's a genius! I could do that! Now let's see, who is friends with Ray? Oh no,' Mariah just realized that Tyson, the person that made her sick everytime she heard his voice, the person who she despised most, the person who stuffed dead frogs in her school bag in grade 6, was his best friend. 'Okay Mariah, you have to do it. There are some sacrifices that have to be made. Unfortunally for me, this is a big sacrifice.'
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Yuko S: I'm gonna leave it there. First, I like to see how you like it and second, I don't have much time. Review me and tell me what you think of it. Bye!!