I know, I know I haven't updated in 4eva, but in my defense I've been really busy with schoolwork and all. (Yes, im still in school) Please review and tell me what you think of my story...It'll make me write faster
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Never Gets Better
Paul POV
I was pacing back and forth as I stood outside the school waiting for it to open. Now normally I wouldn't dare to be seen looking like a lame waiting for the school to open, but today I had important business to take care of. Emily had told me in order to show Starlet how much she means to me, I had to do something special that I wouldn't normally do with other girls. Starlet, I thought loving how the name rolled off the tip of my tongue. I had been saying it in my head for the last twelve hours and I couldn't help but smile every time I did. It was unusual, but in a good way…. It was unique, like it was specifically made for her. I really hoped that she would forgive me because I don't know how I could ever possibly go on with out her.
Star's POV
I woke up this morning shaking with fear. I promised myself that I would apologize to Paul for what I said to him yesterday. I also promised myself that I wouldn't eat anything at all. Yesterday I stepped on the scale and weighed myself. It was 127. That's three pounds higher than last week when I weighed myself. All of my days of not eating and skipping meals went to waste because in the end I just gained weight. It was no use trying to lose weight. Obviously God wanted me to end up like a fat cow for some reason. Why else would he make it impossible for me to lose weight? Maybe he was trying to set an example for me, you know to get over the fact that I will never be pretty and to just accept that I will be ugly. Well I'm never giving up because who knows maybe I might have an extreme makeover and turn into America's Next Top Model (yeah right, I had a better chance of becoming president)
I retrieved my diary from under my pillow (the best hiding place in my opinion) and began to write.
Dear Diary,
I'm really nervous about seeing Paul today. What if he is still mad at me from yesterday? Would he hit me, or would he do something just as worse? Hopefully he forgot about it, or took it as a joke. What was I thinking telling him off like that? He probably wasn't even gonna ask for sex. Maybe he just wanted me to do his homework or he could have wanted me to give a note to somebody. Why did I always jump to conclusions so fast? Why do I keep asking myself questions? Uhhh… This teenage romance stuff is so confusing.
Paul's POV
I smelt Starlet coming before I caught sight of her. The delicious smell of her lavender and cherry scent always got my attention, looking in every direction until I found her. There she was, in all her glorified beauty walking as gracefully as ever. She walked in slow motion, tilting her head back and forth slightly as if she wanted to catch all of her admirer's eyes. She was perfect… well, until some idiot ran into her.
It took me a minute to process what just happened as I slowly watched her fall to the ground, for the second time. Before I had time to even realize what I was doing I dropped the flowers I was holding and ran to her with an inhuman speed that even I didn't know could be done. I easily fought my way through the crowd pushing aside anyone who got in my way. Within seconds I was kneeling down beside her. I quickly helped her stand up where I was aware how short she was compared to me, she barely reached my shoulders.
Star's POV
Just take one step at a time. Don't walk to fast. And remember, breathe. This is what I kept telling myself as I walked through the hallway towards my locker. So far nothing bad had gone wrong. I knew that I wasn't lucky enough to have at least one scotch-free day, so I waited all morning for a disaster I knew was bound to happen to me at some point. Just as I decided that I was being a paranoid, I felt someone push against my side. Next thing I know I'm falling down backwards and my but meets the ground.
Pain I had never witnessed before shot up through my abdomen and instantly made tears well up in my eyes. Well Starlet I thought, you have enough junk in your trunk that you shouldn't even have felt that. If I wasn't completed submitted in pain right now I probably would have laughed at my own fat joke. I know I should be totally embarrassed about this but the good news about this is that nobody really pays attention to me anyways so it's not like anybody really noticed me fall. And besides it's not like my day can get worse than this…..right? Wrong, because in that instant I notice Paul Meraz kneeling down beside me.