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story.
A/N: Enjoy!
Chapter 7 LARRY'S POV:
I drove Miranda home that night, and on the way there, we didn't speak very much. I looked over at her several different times just to keep the image of how she looked in my head. She was very beautiful, but I couldn't believe that she didn't like me. I always thought that Miranda would be very sensible as to want me for her boyfriend...but I guess some things were not meant to be. That didn't help ease the pain any though.
When we pulled in her driveway, she slowly opened the car door to get out. She seemed hesitant.
"Even though this night may have not gone as planned for you, I wanna just say thanks for your time," she said quietly. She gave me a bit of a smile and closed the door.
That was it; the "date" that I had been waiting for forever. A date with Miranda Sanchez, and it really turned out not to be an actual date. If it was, then it was a really weird one...not at all what I pictured.
I tried not to think very much about it, but it kept bothering me. It was hard to face the fact that she didn't care for me. I had had my eye on Miranda for a long time. She was a very cheerful person and she was very beautiful. I still remembered that time when we were chosen to be together for a class assignment. She never wanted to get near me at all and I constantly heard her "two feet" remark whenever I wanted to get closer. From the tone she always said "two feet" in, she didn't sound very happy. I loved it when she got angry though!
That was a while ago it seems. Then when I finally got the chance to go out with her, it didn't turn out at all how I had pictured it. She had left the seat next to me in the car. When I brought her back I had imagined that we'd share a kiss or something. No such luck. Yet, even though what happened tonight hurt, I still felt that there was some luck with somebody else.
Miranda said that there was someone special out there for me. I was glad she said that. Now, I had to find that special someone. Kate? Miranda said something about me being too good for Kate. Claire? Parker? No, I guess I'd just fly solo for a while...nothing new. I had gotten used to it.
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TWITTY'S POV:
I thought about what had just happened. When I saw Miranda kissing that Larry guy...I shouldn't care any, but then why do I? I feel a little hurt somehow. All I can think about is Miranda. Miranda. How awesome she looks and how her smile lights up the room. Wait. If I'm thinking about her this way, does that mean...I like her? These thoughts are selfish though. There are plenty of guys out there who are better for her. I shouldn't be selfish and want her for myself.
I just met Miranda Sanchez, so should I be liking her? She'd make a great friend I'm sure, but could I be wanting more than that? I don't even know if she likes me. She's just so pretty and so awesome that maybe I'm not good enough for her anyway.
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MIRANDA'S POV:
I felt glad that this night was almost over. A lot of things had happened and I was so worn out.
I slipped into my pajamas, and climbed into bed. I sighed and thought about everything. Inside, I felt sad about Larry, Twitty, and Lizzie.
It seemed that I had broken Larry's heart. Not one part of me loved Larry, but I still felt really bad. Even though he had taken everything the wrong way and it wasn't a date (not in my eyes anyway), I felt that someway I had broken his heart. I'm sure though, that if Larry looks hard he will find someone who's right for him. He doesn't even have to look hard...there are probably girls who have been stalking him and he doesn't know it.
Twitty. Oh, what do I think about Twitty? I know that I like him for sure, but I might love him. I dunno, I'm just confused. Twitty makes me smile and laugh. When I was with Twitty, everything seemed fine and I felt totally comfortable. Well, with the exception that I didn't feel comfortable when I was sitting in silence after Larry and I had kissed...I didn't know what to say to Twitty then. He had seen it all and I wished he hadn't seen anything between Larry and me. I had no idea if Twitty liked me in the same way I liked him or not, but I wished that I could've taken that whole night back and done it differently.
As for Lizzie, I had dumped milk down her shirt. The whole night, I had been reminded at least twice about this. I felt as guilty as ever. Like a friend who has not lived up to that title. Sure, we had fought several times before, but this...this I could not believe. How had I sunk that low? Yes, she had ignored me. Yes, she urged Larry to ask me on a date. This made me very angry; but what I had done was uncalled for and not right.
I felt a little sting in my nose, and my eyes start to tear up. Then a tear came out and trickled down my face. What all had I done today? Was all this my fault? Would Lizzie ever speak to me again? Had I in someway hurt three people all in the same day?
I felt awful. I knew the way to make some things right. The first thing I had to do was apologize to my best friend.
A/N: Sorry that this chapter is so short! (As usual) I still hope you get some enjoyment outta it. If any of you have any ideas for the next chapter, let me know. Well, here's my second fanfic. I hope it's good. Let me know what ya think of it. If you have any better ideas for chapter names let me know. I try my best but just have a problem when it comes to chapter names. Thanx a lot. :-) Anywayz, please review!! Thanx and have a fab day! :-)
supgirljen: Thanx sooooo much for helping me with this chapter!!! I appreciate it so much. I couldn't have gotten it posted if you hadn't helped. Thanx again! I can't say thanx enough. Have a great day and take care. :-)
A/N: Enjoy!
Chapter 7 LARRY'S POV:
I drove Miranda home that night, and on the way there, we didn't speak very much. I looked over at her several different times just to keep the image of how she looked in my head. She was very beautiful, but I couldn't believe that she didn't like me. I always thought that Miranda would be very sensible as to want me for her boyfriend...but I guess some things were not meant to be. That didn't help ease the pain any though.
When we pulled in her driveway, she slowly opened the car door to get out. She seemed hesitant.
"Even though this night may have not gone as planned for you, I wanna just say thanks for your time," she said quietly. She gave me a bit of a smile and closed the door.
That was it; the "date" that I had been waiting for forever. A date with Miranda Sanchez, and it really turned out not to be an actual date. If it was, then it was a really weird one...not at all what I pictured.
I tried not to think very much about it, but it kept bothering me. It was hard to face the fact that she didn't care for me. I had had my eye on Miranda for a long time. She was a very cheerful person and she was very beautiful. I still remembered that time when we were chosen to be together for a class assignment. She never wanted to get near me at all and I constantly heard her "two feet" remark whenever I wanted to get closer. From the tone she always said "two feet" in, she didn't sound very happy. I loved it when she got angry though!
That was a while ago it seems. Then when I finally got the chance to go out with her, it didn't turn out at all how I had pictured it. She had left the seat next to me in the car. When I brought her back I had imagined that we'd share a kiss or something. No such luck. Yet, even though what happened tonight hurt, I still felt that there was some luck with somebody else.
Miranda said that there was someone special out there for me. I was glad she said that. Now, I had to find that special someone. Kate? Miranda said something about me being too good for Kate. Claire? Parker? No, I guess I'd just fly solo for a while...nothing new. I had gotten used to it.
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TWITTY'S POV:
I thought about what had just happened. When I saw Miranda kissing that Larry guy...I shouldn't care any, but then why do I? I feel a little hurt somehow. All I can think about is Miranda. Miranda. How awesome she looks and how her smile lights up the room. Wait. If I'm thinking about her this way, does that mean...I like her? These thoughts are selfish though. There are plenty of guys out there who are better for her. I shouldn't be selfish and want her for myself.
I just met Miranda Sanchez, so should I be liking her? She'd make a great friend I'm sure, but could I be wanting more than that? I don't even know if she likes me. She's just so pretty and so awesome that maybe I'm not good enough for her anyway.
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MIRANDA'S POV:
I felt glad that this night was almost over. A lot of things had happened and I was so worn out.
I slipped into my pajamas, and climbed into bed. I sighed and thought about everything. Inside, I felt sad about Larry, Twitty, and Lizzie.
It seemed that I had broken Larry's heart. Not one part of me loved Larry, but I still felt really bad. Even though he had taken everything the wrong way and it wasn't a date (not in my eyes anyway), I felt that someway I had broken his heart. I'm sure though, that if Larry looks hard he will find someone who's right for him. He doesn't even have to look hard...there are probably girls who have been stalking him and he doesn't know it.
Twitty. Oh, what do I think about Twitty? I know that I like him for sure, but I might love him. I dunno, I'm just confused. Twitty makes me smile and laugh. When I was with Twitty, everything seemed fine and I felt totally comfortable. Well, with the exception that I didn't feel comfortable when I was sitting in silence after Larry and I had kissed...I didn't know what to say to Twitty then. He had seen it all and I wished he hadn't seen anything between Larry and me. I had no idea if Twitty liked me in the same way I liked him or not, but I wished that I could've taken that whole night back and done it differently.
As for Lizzie, I had dumped milk down her shirt. The whole night, I had been reminded at least twice about this. I felt as guilty as ever. Like a friend who has not lived up to that title. Sure, we had fought several times before, but this...this I could not believe. How had I sunk that low? Yes, she had ignored me. Yes, she urged Larry to ask me on a date. This made me very angry; but what I had done was uncalled for and not right.
I felt a little sting in my nose, and my eyes start to tear up. Then a tear came out and trickled down my face. What all had I done today? Was all this my fault? Would Lizzie ever speak to me again? Had I in someway hurt three people all in the same day?
I felt awful. I knew the way to make some things right. The first thing I had to do was apologize to my best friend.
A/N: Sorry that this chapter is so short! (As usual) I still hope you get some enjoyment outta it. If any of you have any ideas for the next chapter, let me know. Well, here's my second fanfic. I hope it's good. Let me know what ya think of it. If you have any better ideas for chapter names let me know. I try my best but just have a problem when it comes to chapter names. Thanx a lot. :-) Anywayz, please review!! Thanx and have a fab day! :-)
supgirljen: Thanx sooooo much for helping me with this chapter!!! I appreciate it so much. I couldn't have gotten it posted if you hadn't helped. Thanx again! I can't say thanx enough. Have a great day and take care. :-)