Omigod! I haven't updated in a while! Sorry!
Here you go
I miss your tan skin
Your sweet smile
So good to me
So right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change
But I can't
So if the chain is on your door
I under-stand
I tried not to listen to the Taylor Swift song from Bridgette's new CD even though the blonde was singing to the song. Ever since I heard it I hated it because, that was the month Duncan left. December. I concentrated on something else while the rest of the song played.
Scooby. There was something familiar about him. I went over all the details. His hair, the way he dressed, posture, the lot! They all seemed a little familiar but none really rang a bell. Last of I remembered his eyes.
His eyes. When I looked into them, I didn't really notice the colour. But now when I actually thought about it, his eyes were... light teal! Just like Duncan's... How can I look at Scooby anymore!
I hear the preacher say
Speak now or forever
ho-old you-our pea-e-e-eace
There's a silence
There's my last chance
I stand up with shaky hands
All eyes
On
Me.
Horrified looks from everyone in the room
But I'm only looking at you
I listened to the lyrics of the next song.
'Are you okay?' Bridgette asked when she saw the expression on my face.
'Uh...' I wondered if I should inform her of my new discovery. 'Bridgette, I'm your best friend, right?' I asked her.
She looked at me weirdly before answering, 'Of course! Why?'
'Can you keep this a secret?
She nodded
I sighed 'You know Scooby, well his eyes they're teal, light teal.'
'Yeah... and?' she asked quizzically.
'Well, Duncan's eyes were-' she cut me off.
'Light teal. You told me, that's really weird! But why do you want me to keep it a secret?' she exclaimed.
'Because. Now, I don't know if I can even look Scooby in the eye.' I told her.
We left it at that.
The following morning Gwen and Bridgette woke up to the smell of pancakes.
'Mmmmm,' Bridgette made her way to the kitchen with Gwen close behind.
'Good morning girls!' Bridgette's mum greeted them with a smile. 'How did you sleep?' she asked cheerfully.
'Well thanks.' they said in a unison. Just then Bridgette's father walked down the stairs. His hair was messy, the tie around his neck hadn't been done and he didn't have any shoes on.
'Honey, have you seen my shoes?' he asked while looking around. Mrs. Sanders sighed and went to go help her husband.
'I'll be right back girls,' she told them before talking to Mr. Sanders, 'have you checked our room?'
The girls giggled and Bridgette went to get them drinks. She came back with two glasses of water.
'So, tell me truthfully Gwen, do you like Scooby?' Bridgette asked without hesitating. Gwen turned bright red.
'N-no, why would you think that!' she said quickly and defensively. Bridgette raised an eyebrow.
'Sure you don't.' she said sarcastically. Mrs. Sanders walked back into the kitchen.
'So, how many pancakes do you want?' the cheerful mother asked. The girls grinned.
After breakfast they went back upstairs to study.
'The train takes 30 minutes to get to destination A to B and they're at destination C and destination C is twice the length of destination-' Bridgette read before Gwen cut her off.
'Well, the answer is that they should stop trying to work it out, and to just to look at the timetable before they miss their train!' Gwen said frustrated. 'Why do they even have these stupid aptitude questions!' Bridgette giggled and continued reading the question.
'Ugh! I'm so annoyed with this stupid test. I need a break.' Gwen announced. Bridgette stood up and stretched.
'Well, we have been working for an hour. OK then, let's go to Smithy's. The started getting ready. Then they told Bridgette's mum where they were going and headed out.
lolz
poor clueless oblivious gwen