Note - Hiya!! I love this story a lot, because I can write the way I want (Happy and crazy!! HAHAHA!) Tell me what you think about it! (This is my own original story, so no copying please! THANKS! :D)
It was a really big room, with a great stereo on one end. There was a kitchen in it, where I could see food and drinks. I skipped over to the kitchen and saw a couple kissing (more like making out…) near the corner. They didn't seem to notice me. Either that, or they really didn't care. I shrugged and grabbed a paper plate. I looked over and saw a few boxes of pizza. I glanced over at the kissing couple. They still didn't notice me. I smiled, evily, grabbed a full box of pizza, and walked out of the kitchen. I ate it, while really looking at my surroundings. There were somewhere around one-hundred presents in the corner of the room. People were dancing to a hip-hop song, in the middle of the floor. Most of them were horrible dancers, and there was one girl who was dirty dancing with every single guy… Though the guys didn't seem to mind. (Of course.) There were four couches, and most people were making out on them. I snickered.
I wonder what Mom would think of this party…
I looked at one couch and saw a familiar face. Andrew was sitting on the end of a couch, looking disgusted. There was a couple making out right next to him. Andrew had the Romeo and Juliet book in his hands.
I skipped over to him eating a slice of pizza and carrying the box.
"Heya Andrew! What's up?" I questioned. Though, again, I had my mouth full so it sounded more like, "Hweya Andwew! Whup whup?"
"Oh, hey Velvet!" He smiled widely.
I swallowed the food in my mouth. "Why'd you come to a party if you're just going to read?" I asked, sitting on the floor.
"Eh, Jessie made me come."
"Oh…"
"Is that a whole pizza?"
"Yup. Want some?"
"No… thanks."
I got up off the floor and set the pizza box on a table.
"C'mon Andrew, let's dance!" I said, pulling his hand. I pulled him into the middle of the room before he could react.
"Velvet, I can't dance," he said, trying to walk away. I pulled him back.
"Neither can I, but who cares?" Another hip-hop song came on, and I started moving my hips to the rhythm, with my hands above my head. Andrew stared at me.
"Dance Andrew!" I said.
"I can't dance…"
"Then do something you can do!"
I wasn't prepared for what came next. He started break dancing.
My jaw dropped. I shook my head and started to dance, too. The song ended and I heard people clapping. I looked around to see everyone's eyes on us. I laughed at Andrew's expression. His eyes were wide and he just stood there. I grabbed his hand and pulled him back over to the couch. But, before he could sit down, I hugged him. After something like 10 (VERY LONG) seconds, I pulled away. He stared at me, his mouth slightly open.
"What was that for?" he questioned.
"You can breakdance!" I exclaimed. "That was so awesome!"
"Oh… er… it was nothing," he said, shaking his head. He sat down on the couch and patted the spot next to him. I sat down, though there was barely any room (The people were still making out on the couch…)
He kept the book on his lap, and didn't open it. We were sitting so close, my arms were squished against his.
*Awkwardness*
"Ahem… so… why are they having a party?" I questioned, turning my face to face Andrew. I immediately turned it back, considering his face was only half a foot away from mine.
"It's Gabriella's birthday. She's pretty much one of the 'popular'--" I saw him make quotation marks in the air, with his fingers. "-- guys' girlfriend. She's the one, right there. The one with fake blonde hair."
I laughed. I saw who he was pointing at, and it turned out to be the girl who was dirty dancing with all the guys. I couldn't tell what color eyes she had. All I could tell was that she was really pretty.
The music stopped and Gabriella walked over to the stereo.
"How are you guys doing tonight!?" she questioned into a microphone. A lot of cheering erupted from the room.
What the heck is she? A freakin' celebrity?
"Time for the karaoke!" she exclaimed. A hip-hop song started playing. I crossed my arms and waited. Finally she started singing. A small whine escaped my lips.
"She's dating the most popular guy, she's pretty, and she can sing? This sucks," I mumbled. Andrew laughed.
"Yeah, but her personality is repugnant," he said, "And besides. She doesn't go to school here." I smiled.
Who says repugnant? I should! That's an awesome word!! Makes me feel smart. It's so much more interesting than saying offensive or disgusting!
"Those chips were repugnant! Makeup is repugnant! Spinach is repugnant!" I exclaimed.
"Are you mocking me?"
"No! No! I just think that's a cool word!" I said, happily, smiling at him.
He smirked. "Another cool word is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious," he said.
"That's not a word," I pointed out.
"It's in the dictionary," he stated.
"Seriously!?"
"Mm Hmm."
"What's the definition?" "A song title from the Walt Disney movie Mary Poppins."
"Of course…"
"Here's another word. Floccinaucinihilipilification."
"Which means…?"
"I… er… don't remember…" he said, quietly.
"Mwa hahaha! Mr. Know It All, doesn't know it all!" I exclaimed. I realized Gabriella was done singing. Cheering erupted through the room. Geez, she wasn't that good ( Lie)
"And I've got something to tell you all! Me, and five of my friends are moving into the boarding school!!" she exclaimed.
Shrriiippp!
I looked down at the couch. I had pulled of the cloth off of the arm of the chair. Thankfully, no one but Andrew seemed to notice.
"Remind me never to get you mad…" Andrew said, quietly.
"She's moving here!??" "You seem a bit jealous…"
I glared at Andrew, then sighed.
"I need a hug," I said, hugging him.
"Er… what?" he asked, patting me, nervously, on the back.
"Well, at home, when I feel angry or sad, my mom gives me a hug. It makes me feel better--"
Andrew took a breath, as if he was about to say something.
"If you call me a wimp, or anything close, I will rip your arm off," I threatened, still hugging him.
He let out his breath. "Okay then…" He hugged me tighter. I sighed. Hugs always made me feel better. I tried to pull away, but he was still hugging me.
"Um… Andrew?" "Right!" He let go quickly and smiled. "Got caught up in the moment."
…
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*Realization*
His eyes widened as he realized what he had said.
Moment…? Wait! Like a 'moment' moment!!? Does that mean…? He couldn't…? Could he? We just met!!
I smiled at him, but said nothing else.
*AKWARDNESS*
"So… *ahem*… Nice weather we're having…"
OMG! Did I just say that!!??
"Er… yup… sunny…" Andrew seemed to be just as nervous as me. I shook my head.
"So… Miss Gubby, is moving in with her friends… I suppose it'll be good to have some more girls here," I said.
"Gubby?"
"Yeah, I'm going to call her that, from now on…" I looked at the five girls behind her. They were flirting with guys that passed them.
"Gubby and the minions… Happy, Silence, Flirty, Fashion… and, the one who's waiting for the downfall of Gubby, George."
"George," Andrew questioned.
"I ran out of names!!" I yelled.
"There you are, Velvet!"
I turned and saw Nadalie skipping towards me.
"Hi Nadalie! Guess what!?" I asked, excitedly.
"What!?"
"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious is in the dictionary!" I exclaimed. She just stared at me.
"Oh, and Gubby and the minions are moving into the school," I added, shrugging.
"Who's Gubby? And who are the minions?"
"Gubby is that girl over there, with the blonde hair. Her real name is Gabriella, but I like Gubby better. The minions are… Happy, Silence, Fashion, Flirty, and George!"
"Are those their real names?"
"Nope."
"Why George?"
"I ran out of ideas for names!! Sheesh, why is George such a weird name!?" I snapped, crossing my arms.
"Then you should have a nickname too!" Nadalie chirped.
"Really?" I questioned.
"Yeah! How about fabric? You know, 'cause velvet is a… Okay, your glare is really scary…" she said, quietly. I continued to glare at her.
"Fine. I'm Fabric, and you're Lee," I said.
"Lee!? But that's a guys name!" she protested.
"Then no nicknames."
"Fine…" Nadalie sighed. "Where's Jessie?" she asked.
"Aww, does someone have a crush?" I teased.
"You're one to talk, you're here with Andrew," she pointed out.
"Argh! We just met here! It was mere coincidence!!" I yelled.
"I didn't even know she was here! Hi, Velvet! When'd you get here!?" Andrew questioned, nervously.
"I've been here a while. I didn't even know you were there! Wow, small world!" I laughed, nervously, and glanced at Nadalie. This is how she looked: -_-
"You guys really DO like each other don't you!?" she exclaimed.
"EH!?" I stood up, grabbed my box of pizza (which had a few slices, still) and shoved it in her face.
"Eat that and shut up!" I snapped, stalking out of the room.
I don't like Andrew! How dare she make guesses like that! We just met!
Andrews P.O.V
"Fine…" Nadalie sighed. "Where's Jessie?" she asked.
"Aww, does someone have a crush?" Velvet teased.
"You're one to talk, you're here with Andrew," Nadalie pointed out.
"Argh! We just met here! It was mere coincidence!!" Velvet yelled.
"I didn't even know she was here! Hi, Velvet! When'd you get here!?" I said, quickly, turning to Velvet.
Why am I making stuff up!? Why am I so nervous!?
"I've been here a while. I didn't even know you were there! Wow, small world!" She laughed, nervously, and glanced at Nadalie. This is how she looked: -_-
"You guys really DO like each other don't you!?" she exclaimed.
"EH!?" Velvet looked really angry. She stood up, grabbed the box of pizza (which had a few slices, still) and shoved it in Nadalie's face.
"Eat that and shut up!" she snapped, stalking out of the room. I stared after her as Nadalie started wiping the pizza off her face.
"Why you! Come back here!" Nadalie yelled, running out the door.
Does she really not like me that much? I wondered, Not that I care…
I flipped my book open, to read, but I couldn't concentrate on the words.
Darn it! Now I can't read… Why must she do this to me!?!? It's not like I care what she thinks of me… Though she didn't have to throw a fit… Agh! What am I saying!? I don't care. I. Don't. Care. … … … …Right? AGH!
Velvet's P.O.V.
"Oh, come on Velvet! Wait up! It's not that big of a deal!"
"It is to me!" I snapped, still walking. "I dunno if you noticed, but no one could possibly like me!! And you make me-- AND Andrew -- out, like the people who fall in love just because someone's there!! I'm not that type of person, and neither is Andrew!"
"You seem awfully protective of him-- Er, I mean, SORRY!" Nadalie said, quickly.
"I'm not protective of him!" I said, stopping. "But, yeah… I shouldn't have yelled. I'm sorry." I turned to her and saw tears in her eyes.
"I thought I wost my bwest fwend!" she whined.
"Nope. Not yet… AHAHAHAHA!!! Yet!! YET!!!!" I laughed.
"You're so weird!!" she complained, still whining.
"And that's why I'm AWESOME!!" I exclaimed. "Race you to the dorm!" I said, running off.
"No fair!! You got a head start!" Nadalie complained, running after me.
"It's fair! Completely fair!!" I yelled, going around a corner. "AGH!!" I slammed into someone. I fell onto the floor, as the other person fell backwards.
"Hey! What's wrong?" Nadalie questioned, catching up to me.
"I'm sorry I bumped into you!" I said, to the guy, who was now on the floor. "That's my bad."
"There's no running in the halls," he said, getting up. I stared at him. He had brown hair that went almost to his shoulders. His eyes were a bright blue, and practically glowing. He was pretty tall, too. At least 6'0".
"Oh… sorry," I said, as I got up.
STOP STARING AT HIM!!
I shook my head and looked at Nadalie. She was staring at him, too.
"Eh hehe… Who are you?" I questioned, turning back to the guy.
"Evan. I'm in charge of the third group of dorms. 110 - 165."
"Ah… Well, good luck with whatever you do!" I sing-songed, grabbing Nadalie's arm and pulling her, past him.
"Don't run in the halls, okay?"
"Sure, w'ever Evan," I said, not turning around. As soon as we were out of sight, Nadalie and I raced to the dorm, and I BEAT HER!! MWA AHAHAHA!!
We got in the dorm, and someone knocked at the door. I opened it and saw Evan standing in front of me.
"I told you not to run," he said, smirking.
"Eh hehe… you followed us?" I questioned.
"It wasn't hard. I'm on the track team," he pointed out.
"Oh," was all I said.
"Anyway, I'm here to ask you to join the track team," he said.
"Track team… nah, I'm good." I pushed the door, to close it, but he held it open. I glared at him.
"What about the basketball team?" he questioned.
"No." I tried to shut the door, but he held it open again.
"Baseball? Swimming? Tennis?"
"NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!!"
"Oh, so you're the kind of girl that's afraid of sweat, or breaking a nail, right? Geez, I thought you were different from Gabriella," he said, shaking his head.
"Eh!? I-I am!! Sign me up for basketball!" I snapped.
He smirked. "Alright, then." He left the room without another word.
"I just fell into a trap, didn't I?" I asked, Nadalie.
"Yup."
"I thought so…"
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