Chapter Three - Diary, I've got more problems . . .
(On a side note: most of Marissa's parts won't say anything about the last chapter ~unless she was in it!~)
I just sat on my bed and cried for so many hours after that. I'm not even sure how I got home, since I hadn't actually paid attention to where my feet were taking me. At that point I knew I had to think about some things, to make up my mind on some people, and figure out what is actually going on in my life.
After so many hours passed, my mother was standing at my doorway glaring at me with her 'pissed at the world' look.
"Why aren't you getting ready!" she began to yell, "We've got to leave for Cotillion in two hours!"
"Cotillion? You actually think I'm going to Cotillion mom?" I yelled through more tears,
"Of course, let's go, get ready" she replied as she turned around to walk away,
"Look at me! I'm not going! I have no date, my eyes feel puffy, and not to mention they ARE red!" I kept yelling at her.
But all she did was turn back around and stare at me again. She had to be staring for over five minutes before she replied,
"Call your BOYFRIEND, yes, he is your boyfriend still, call him and tell him your sorry"
"No! I'm not going to tell him I'm sorry, because I'm not. I'm not going to lie to him"
"Well then take that boy next door" "Ryan?!" I asked her in excitement,
"No, No, No, that little, eh, geek? No, that's mean . . . Beth? No boys aren't named that."
"Seth?" I asked as she began rattling off strange names, names that certainly weren't for guys.
"Yes, Seth, ask him then!"
"Mom, Seth, well is Seth, I'm not into HIM like that."
"Well you should act like you are, just for one night" she told me before mumbling 'And tomorrow you and Luke can get back together'
Before pushing her out the door and shutting it I had screamed "OUT! Get out, go to the stupid Cotillion, No, I'm not going, goodbye!"
I wasn't in the mood to hear his name, to be told that I was going to get back with him. My 'boyfriend'? My jealous little 'boyfriend' who won't even trust me to talk to Ryan? I told myself I was over him, Luke, and my heart had listened, but my brain kept telling me I was only lying to myself.
After my mom had actually decided to leave me alone, I sat back down on my bed and just stared out the window toward the Cohen's house. Ok, no, I wasn't looking at their house, I kept glancing at the door to their pool house, hoping to see a glimpse of Ryan. I don't know why, but being mad at Lu--, you-know-who, made me think more about Ryan. He was the only thing I had on my mind, and I liked it!
"I've got to see him, I'm going to go see him!" I decided aloud, "Just for a few minutes, that's all, alright!"
I had to realize something, but I wasn't exactly sure what that something was. As I thought about it, I quickly went down the steps and snuck past my parents, arguing of course, and left.
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Do ya like it? I hope so! Thanks to all of you who reviewed my fic. I actually didn't like it that much, but knowing that all of you liked it really made me want to write more and more! Thanks to one of my reviewers who helped me with suggestions toward a title. I've been going everywhere and posting "The Untitled O.C. Fanfic", so I hope to get a title soon before people actually start to stick with that! Well, more reviews will get more chapters, so keep it up!
(On a side note: most of Marissa's parts won't say anything about the last chapter ~unless she was in it!~)
I just sat on my bed and cried for so many hours after that. I'm not even sure how I got home, since I hadn't actually paid attention to where my feet were taking me. At that point I knew I had to think about some things, to make up my mind on some people, and figure out what is actually going on in my life.
After so many hours passed, my mother was standing at my doorway glaring at me with her 'pissed at the world' look.
"Why aren't you getting ready!" she began to yell, "We've got to leave for Cotillion in two hours!"
"Cotillion? You actually think I'm going to Cotillion mom?" I yelled through more tears,
"Of course, let's go, get ready" she replied as she turned around to walk away,
"Look at me! I'm not going! I have no date, my eyes feel puffy, and not to mention they ARE red!" I kept yelling at her.
But all she did was turn back around and stare at me again. She had to be staring for over five minutes before she replied,
"Call your BOYFRIEND, yes, he is your boyfriend still, call him and tell him your sorry"
"No! I'm not going to tell him I'm sorry, because I'm not. I'm not going to lie to him"
"Well then take that boy next door" "Ryan?!" I asked her in excitement,
"No, No, No, that little, eh, geek? No, that's mean . . . Beth? No boys aren't named that."
"Seth?" I asked as she began rattling off strange names, names that certainly weren't for guys.
"Yes, Seth, ask him then!"
"Mom, Seth, well is Seth, I'm not into HIM like that."
"Well you should act like you are, just for one night" she told me before mumbling 'And tomorrow you and Luke can get back together'
Before pushing her out the door and shutting it I had screamed "OUT! Get out, go to the stupid Cotillion, No, I'm not going, goodbye!"
I wasn't in the mood to hear his name, to be told that I was going to get back with him. My 'boyfriend'? My jealous little 'boyfriend' who won't even trust me to talk to Ryan? I told myself I was over him, Luke, and my heart had listened, but my brain kept telling me I was only lying to myself.
After my mom had actually decided to leave me alone, I sat back down on my bed and just stared out the window toward the Cohen's house. Ok, no, I wasn't looking at their house, I kept glancing at the door to their pool house, hoping to see a glimpse of Ryan. I don't know why, but being mad at Lu--, you-know-who, made me think more about Ryan. He was the only thing I had on my mind, and I liked it!
"I've got to see him, I'm going to go see him!" I decided aloud, "Just for a few minutes, that's all, alright!"
I had to realize something, but I wasn't exactly sure what that something was. As I thought about it, I quickly went down the steps and snuck past my parents, arguing of course, and left.
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Do ya like it? I hope so! Thanks to all of you who reviewed my fic. I actually didn't like it that much, but knowing that all of you liked it really made me want to write more and more! Thanks to one of my reviewers who helped me with suggestions toward a title. I've been going everywhere and posting "The Untitled O.C. Fanfic", so I hope to get a title soon before people actually start to stick with that! Well, more reviews will get more chapters, so keep it up!
