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Okay so guys I know I haven't updated in forever and that this isn't the greatest chapter, but I'm really trying
Spinelli's p.o.v.
I felt eyes on me as I walked in the auditorium. I don't see why people can't just lay off, so what "my hair grew, I wore makeup, oh look I'm not wearing a red dress." I don't care. It's like they need drama, it seems that their souls crave it, but is somebody's new look, or what happened this summer really that dramatic. Besides they only know half the story. I just can't stop thinking about the Amazon, about him. He was so daring, smart, different, exciting, there are countless words to describe him, all of them falling under one category: Perfect. I could dream for days just about his face.
*Flashback*
"Ashley, take my hand" he said, his voice startling me as we came upon the edge of the water.
"I don't know if I should go in, I ran my fingers through my hair, a nervous habit of mine, he just watched me. His eyes stealing into my soul, making my heart thump faster, and I could feel a blush warming my cheeks and surfacing across my face. I quickly looked away. It seemed as if the humid night had suddenly become chilly and I rubbed my hands against my arms. I was only wearing a white sundress. I liked that dress it had blue roses on it."
*End Flashback*
"Hey Spinelli, where did you go?" T.J.'s voice interrupted my memory.
"What" I answered still a little dazed.
"They just called our class, we have to go" he interrupted me, for that. I was ready to punch the boy.
End p.o.v.
T.j. was a bit upset with himself, Spinelli seemed mad, and he had broke the gorgeous look of concentration on her face, the way she twisted her hair, the way she pursed her lips just right. Pretty soon T.j. was having a daydream of his own.
Gus's p.o.v.
I've noticed T.J. is completely head over heels in love with Spinelli, okay well maybe not love considering its 7th grade, but he really likes her. I think I'll follow this relationship closely. It will give me a break from all the drama at home.
I feel like I'm inside a bubble, at home I don't talk to anyone, at school I feel distant. No one will ever understand what I'm going through. Don't get me wrong, I'm not depressed or anything. I don't want to only walk these halls for a year, I can't leave, I won't leave. Maybe I should talk to mikey, he really is my best friend, maybe he'll say something poetic and help me out, or maybe he'll just make it worse.
Military school would defiantly be the best choice if I wanted to be a commander like my father, but not now, its way to soon. There are so many things I'll miss, and way too many girls that I'll never get to kiss. Well I have a year, but still. Maybe I don't even want to be in the army anymore. I've told my dad that. He just thinks I'm nervous. But all I want to do is stay here with my friends. If I were to go to military school I'd have to move halfway across the country. How are we supposed to get T.J and Spinelli together then.
End p.o.v.
Spinelli's p.o.v.
I quickly sat when we got to homeroom; since it was the first day we'd just be getting our books and whatnot this morning, so I sat in the back corner, next to a window. T.j. and mikey came into the room last, mikey sat at the very front, T.j. sat down right next to me and I smiled at a familiar face.
He asked me how the Amazon was; I told him it was fine. I didn't want to tell him much so I faced the window and watched as the bright sunshine and the lonely clouds drift across the sky. And pretty soon he left me alone in my thoughts. I don't think I want to tell T.j. about this summer, it's not like anything too serious happened but it just doesn't feel right. Not yet anyways.
*Flashback*
I thought about leaving, mom did say we could go on a hike but this felt weird. My stomach felt as if a thousand butterflies were flying about, fluttering insanely. He interlaced his fingers with mine, which didn't help the butterfly situation, but it made it feel different, better maybe even good. I'm only 12 years old, that's a bit young for a boyfriend. But he wasn't going to hurt me. Besides he lived in Canada so at the end of the summer it would have to end, wouldn't it?
He was just standing there, grinning like an idiot, I asked him why. All he said was you'll see. It was only then I had noticed he had taken off his socks and shoes.
"The views amazing aren't it?" He asked me without warning. I turned to face him but before I could say anything he jumped off the cliff.
"Tyler!" I screamed. If he died I would never forgive myself.
"Yes?" I heard his voice respond. I looked over the edge and he was right down there. Floating in a glistening lake. He looked as if he hadn't just jumped off a cliff. I was going to ask him if he was okay but it seemed he was. So instead I asked the next obvious question.
"What are you doing down there?"
"Swimming, you should join me. The water is great, not to cold, not too warm. Oh come on, you're not scared are you?" He replied.
I had never once in my life been called scared and I didn't like it one bit. Just because he was a year older than me doesn't mean he's any braver.
"Hold on I'm coming in!" I made a running start of it. Then when I got to the cliff I jumped off like it was no big deal. It wasn't the most graceful fall, but it was the time of my life. Going through the air, Arms trying not to flail. I landed in the cool water with a splash.
*End Flashback*
"Hey Spinelli."
"What is it now T.J."
"You have to go up front and get your books now"
"Oh thanks" That boy just wanted to get punched, it was the second time he inturupted my thoughts today.
Okay so i want to know what you guys think of having other minor plot lines like Gus's in there, I don't really want it to e just a t.j. and spinelli story, it's just mostly about them.
Thanks for reading and if you did reviewing, No flames please. :)
