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888Next Day888
I spent the night at Stanford's house and after breakfast he called Charlotte at Miranda's and told them I'd be spending the night, so call my parents. "Hey what did you mean yesterday when you were talking about Big?"
"I only said that I don't know if I love him because how can you love someone that never really truly loved you."
"Want me to ask?"
"No, don't ask. I rather not know."
For the rest of the day we walked in the park, as he talked all I could think about was Big. Did he love me, or was he just saying it to keep me around? But why would he want to keep me around if he didn't love me? Or did he like me? But if he only liked me why would he say I love you? All these questions running randomly through my thoughts as horror stories that might even be true.
We sat by the little hole of water with baby ducks following mommy ducks, on a bench under a willow tree. I looked at the water and wanted to cry. This spot is where I shared my first kiss with Big. But I held it together, because I was with Stanford and I told him, there was no love.
"I have something to ask?"
"Yeah?" I said leaning in to kiss him. I felt as a friend he could tell me anything and so I pecked him on the cheek. I don't know what he thought of me, scum, a girlfriend, or just a friend of how I think of him.
"Would you, I mean will you go out with me? I know that sounds childish but I think I'm falling in love with you."
I paused. How could this be? I don't love him, so what do I say? I can't be mean, he is my best friend, that kiss the other day was just a medifore. "Pass me some duck food, they look hungry."
What else was I going to say? I couldn't break his heart, so I pretended I didn't hear it, but by doing that he didn't talk to me for the rest of the day. "Ok." He handed it to me and I threw it in the pond. From that point on he felt distant and upset. I knew why, I know I did that horrible thing but what else was there.
I decided to take a nice long walk. I began to remember Mr. Big and Samantha, when I saw Big. "Hey you."
"Hey."
"What's all of a sudden going on with you and Stanford?"
"What's all of a sudden going on with you and Samantha?"
"You never let me explain that."
"What's the point? You love her, and you never loved me."
"I NEVER said that."
"Well then you keep thinking that." I turned around and stopped half way and turned around. "I'm beginning to remember that your only scum, you can love someone, but you can't get away from them unless you fall in love again."
He just stood there and watched me walk away; I felt his eyes on me. I lied though, he obviously thought I loved Stanford and I don't, I love him, and only him. For some reason I couldn't ask him about Samantha. He offered but for some reason I couldn't let myself hear it.
I walked away feeling confident anyways, other then the dread of seeing Stanford. I stopped at a pay phone and called my parents telling them that I was staying out again. Again they didn't care and knew I was depressed somehow. When I got into the house I grabbed his arm, "Guess what?"
"What?" He said forming a smile.
"I talked back to Big; yes I feel so, so great."
"That's great." His smile faded and just stared up at me. "Well then you must be happy enough to go home?"
"I'll just stay one more night if that's ok with you?" He yanked his arm off and agreed and walked outside. "Are you ok?"
888Next Morning888
I woke up next to Stanford's dog, I got up and found him on the couch. "Here." I handed him and apple as he sat up and I took a bite. "So why are you on the couch?"
"Thanks." He took a bite of the apple and looked at me, "You look good in the morning."
"Thank you." I said while pushing him to the other end of couch as I sat next to him.
A second later I got up and got ready. As I walked out the front door my curly blonde hair got stuck in my lip gloss. Then there was Samantha, right when I saw her face I felt like jumping her and hurting her so they'd have to put her in the hospital. "Hey Carrie!"
"Hi Sam." I smirked at her at what I thought was a plot to get out but then there was Big standing at the corner, and I was in front of Stanford's house.
"Why are you at Stanford's house? Are you too a couple now?"
"No were still only friends."
"Oh well you would be cute."
"No we wouldn't and speaking of people who don't match how's Big?"
"Why ask me? And what do you mean people that wouldn't?"
I walked away and of course I was headed toward Big. "Hey my girl."
"I'm sorry about last night, it's just hard that you two are together. I can have a few, so go on explain."
"Well we've been together for a week, and it was her idea, and I didn't want you to find out like you did. I wanted to tell you."
"Well until it's serious I don't need to know the major details."
I started to walk away but then, "It is serious."
I stopped in my tracks and turned around. "What, your only 17 how serious could it be?"
"Well," He stopped and stared at me. "She's going to the Bahamas to meet the family."
"But you never let me go, and I ASKED, did she ASK?"
"No."
"SHUT UP!" I ran to Charlottes and cried again.
When she opened the door I put my head on her shoulder and cried harder. She didn't ask because she knew. I cried almost all day, but we watched romance movies and stuffed our faces with junk food. She always helped me with the hard times; she went through it a lot herself.
It was around three in the morning when we heard a noise clinking against her window. She opened the window slowly and said, "What?"
"It's me."
"I walked to the window and saw 'him'.
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888Next Day888
I spent the night at Stanford's house and after breakfast he called Charlotte at Miranda's and told them I'd be spending the night, so call my parents. "Hey what did you mean yesterday when you were talking about Big?"
"I only said that I don't know if I love him because how can you love someone that never really truly loved you."
"Want me to ask?"
"No, don't ask. I rather not know."
For the rest of the day we walked in the park, as he talked all I could think about was Big. Did he love me, or was he just saying it to keep me around? But why would he want to keep me around if he didn't love me? Or did he like me? But if he only liked me why would he say I love you? All these questions running randomly through my thoughts as horror stories that might even be true.
We sat by the little hole of water with baby ducks following mommy ducks, on a bench under a willow tree. I looked at the water and wanted to cry. This spot is where I shared my first kiss with Big. But I held it together, because I was with Stanford and I told him, there was no love.
"I have something to ask?"
"Yeah?" I said leaning in to kiss him. I felt as a friend he could tell me anything and so I pecked him on the cheek. I don't know what he thought of me, scum, a girlfriend, or just a friend of how I think of him.
"Would you, I mean will you go out with me? I know that sounds childish but I think I'm falling in love with you."
I paused. How could this be? I don't love him, so what do I say? I can't be mean, he is my best friend, that kiss the other day was just a medifore. "Pass me some duck food, they look hungry."
What else was I going to say? I couldn't break his heart, so I pretended I didn't hear it, but by doing that he didn't talk to me for the rest of the day. "Ok." He handed it to me and I threw it in the pond. From that point on he felt distant and upset. I knew why, I know I did that horrible thing but what else was there.
I decided to take a nice long walk. I began to remember Mr. Big and Samantha, when I saw Big. "Hey you."
"Hey."
"What's all of a sudden going on with you and Stanford?"
"What's all of a sudden going on with you and Samantha?"
"You never let me explain that."
"What's the point? You love her, and you never loved me."
"I NEVER said that."
"Well then you keep thinking that." I turned around and stopped half way and turned around. "I'm beginning to remember that your only scum, you can love someone, but you can't get away from them unless you fall in love again."
He just stood there and watched me walk away; I felt his eyes on me. I lied though, he obviously thought I loved Stanford and I don't, I love him, and only him. For some reason I couldn't ask him about Samantha. He offered but for some reason I couldn't let myself hear it.
I walked away feeling confident anyways, other then the dread of seeing Stanford. I stopped at a pay phone and called my parents telling them that I was staying out again. Again they didn't care and knew I was depressed somehow. When I got into the house I grabbed his arm, "Guess what?"
"What?" He said forming a smile.
"I talked back to Big; yes I feel so, so great."
"That's great." His smile faded and just stared up at me. "Well then you must be happy enough to go home?"
"I'll just stay one more night if that's ok with you?" He yanked his arm off and agreed and walked outside. "Are you ok?"
888Next Morning888
I woke up next to Stanford's dog, I got up and found him on the couch. "Here." I handed him and apple as he sat up and I took a bite. "So why are you on the couch?"
"Thanks." He took a bite of the apple and looked at me, "You look good in the morning."
"Thank you." I said while pushing him to the other end of couch as I sat next to him.
A second later I got up and got ready. As I walked out the front door my curly blonde hair got stuck in my lip gloss. Then there was Samantha, right when I saw her face I felt like jumping her and hurting her so they'd have to put her in the hospital. "Hey Carrie!"
"Hi Sam." I smirked at her at what I thought was a plot to get out but then there was Big standing at the corner, and I was in front of Stanford's house.
"Why are you at Stanford's house? Are you too a couple now?"
"No were still only friends."
"Oh well you would be cute."
"No we wouldn't and speaking of people who don't match how's Big?"
"Why ask me? And what do you mean people that wouldn't?"
I walked away and of course I was headed toward Big. "Hey my girl."
"I'm sorry about last night, it's just hard that you two are together. I can have a few, so go on explain."
"Well we've been together for a week, and it was her idea, and I didn't want you to find out like you did. I wanted to tell you."
"Well until it's serious I don't need to know the major details."
I started to walk away but then, "It is serious."
I stopped in my tracks and turned around. "What, your only 17 how serious could it be?"
"Well," He stopped and stared at me. "She's going to the Bahamas to meet the family."
"But you never let me go, and I ASKED, did she ASK?"
"No."
"SHUT UP!" I ran to Charlottes and cried again.
When she opened the door I put my head on her shoulder and cried harder. She didn't ask because she knew. I cried almost all day, but we watched romance movies and stuffed our faces with junk food. She always helped me with the hard times; she went through it a lot herself.
It was around three in the morning when we heard a noise clinking against her window. She opened the window slowly and said, "What?"
"It's me."
"I walked to the window and saw 'him'.