Okay, this is gonna be really short. But don't kill me! I didn't have time to write anymore, and I really needed to get this up... I felt guilty.
So here are the first few things I would like to tell you, AND YOU BETTER READ THIS!
1. When you review, everyone has to post one question to ask the characters, like for example you might write:
Lily- What's your favorite color?
or, something much more interesting like:
Oliver- Do you plan on marrying Lily?
I need these for the last chapter, which I think will be either 16 or 17. I'm not sure yet.
2. I will be writing a sequel. And I have ideas, so I hope all you buddies of mine will read it.
3. Right now I am feeling the pressure of finals... dun dun dun! As a straight A student my life is getting a little out of control-
-My parents pressure me to be "perfect" because my sister has already ruined her life, and she's only in the sixth grade. She has the rep. of being slutty, she got caught cheating on a test, she hasn't turned any of her homework in nearly all year. But still she doesn't get in trouble because she's the "star" of her soccer team.
-I'm feeling the misery of being single, as I majorly crush on this guy, and wonder how the hell I still haven't had my first kiss, and am already 13.
-I'm playing matchmaker with two of my buds, who live in Texas, Gabbi and Andy. Andy's a sexy boy, one of the most popular guys in the school. While Gabbi and I were always the average girls: the one's no one singles out, but don't worship either. BUT when I moved to CT, things got harder, even if it was nearly ten years ago. As Gabbi and Andy are madly in love with each other terrible things are happening:
Last year Gabbi was hit by a truck, because Andy, a freshman, almost sophomore, turned down a girl named Chelsea, who paid a man to drive into Gabbi. It was hard, Gabbi got amnesia, and I flew up there to help her. On the way back I got into a fist fight in the air port. Someone called security, but it was Chelsea's fault. If her damn plan hadn't have been delayed, it wouldn't have happened.
So trying my final attempt out of hundreds of failed ones, I'm playing the green card. Dating Andy, we've set up a public place, a time, so everyone will know. My only fear, Gabbi might not talk to me. And I'm only there for three weeks.
My life is coming to a hard bump. And I need you all to understand, posting is hard. I'll try to post, but they might become infrequent, or the chaps. might be short. Don't worry, summer will come in eight weeks, and I'll right ya'll a big fat juicy chapter. LoL.
Thanks for the reviews!
Here is your chap:
Chapter 14You Inconsiderate Jerk
"Ollie? What's going on between you and Lils? I mean seriously, you talk to each other, than you don't, then you do, then you don't! My heads spinning faster than a plastic dreidel!" Miley asked Oliver, waiting for him to walk with her to homeroom, at his locker.
"Nothing," Oliver grumbled.
"Lily told me you kissed her,"
"Oh... it was nothing," Why the fuck did Lily leave? He had a reply. Sure she had shocked him at first... but still, he knew he loved her. He'd always loved her, but it was different, ever since Miley had told them they would be the perfect couple. Lily had disagreed, why would she change her mind now? She didn't love him, that was the only answer he could come up with.
"Ollie!" Miley hissed at him. "You... you inconsiderate jerk! How could you even say that!"
"Things change," He mumbled, closing his locker.
"Not in two days!" She shouted, grabbing his arm, and dragging him into an empty classroom. She shut the door.
She sighed, how angry this boy could make him! "Lily came to my house the other day, crying Oliver. Lily never cries. And you want to know something? She was crying over you Oliver! You, Oliver Oken, made Lily Truscott cry. How? I don't know, I guess it's like Jake and me. I'm not getting through to you, you have that dammed donut look on your face again! Here, let me put it in the simplest of words: She. Loves. You. You got it? She god damn loves you, Oliver!" Miley shook her head at him, brown curls flying in all directions.
Miley strutted toward the door, she stopped, her hand on the door knob: "We're gonna be late for homeroom,"
As Oliver and Miley entered the classroom, side by side, Lily had still not arrived. Miley shrugged it off, and both her and Oliver walked over to the group of four familiar desks. Jake pulled Miley onto his lap, and Oliver frowned. Oh how he was wanting to hold someone so badly, he was wanting to have someone look at him the way Miley did Jake, he wanted to be able to play with someone's hair, and make someone laugh, but most of all he just wanted Lily.
Where was she? He questioned himself. He needed to know, he wanted to know. I guess would be the correct term. But Lily wasn't here, and it's not like he could leave homeroom and search for her. So his heart argued with his mind, debating what to do. Siding with his head, he turned his attention to the jabbering Jake and Miley.
"Everyone knows Just Like Heaven was better than Zombie High the Movie!"
"No it's not!" Jake argued back. Oliver rolled his eyes.
"Jake, you're only saying that because you were in the movie, and you know that it made no sense! I mean seriously, why would a bunch of zombies try to steal flowers from a pregnant woman. That was a screwed plot-line." Oliver smirked.
"Yeah, well you know, what it had awesome acting!" Jake joked.
"Yeah it did," Miley giggled. Jake rest a hand on her stomach, and tickled her sides. Miley swatted his arm away and Oliver sighed.
Was it so bad to want that? Was it so bad to want something, and actually, for once get it?
Suddenly, Oliver noticed the sweet voice that was singing quietly beside him.
I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cried
And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie
is made up on your side
When you walk away
I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?
When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
All the words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you--
But as quickly as he heard it, as he turned his head, the words stopped flowing from the girl's mouth.
Lily.
Her blue eyes met his brown eyes.