Well, I sure didn't believe that he would go this far. No one did. I just kept a straight face and ran through the halls to my seterusnya class. Even though I knew I would just face lebih humility.
I got to my class and sat as far away from people as possible, did my work, and avoided all the looks. They had always told me I should be with him, and now he just has to be himself in all situations. Even with me.
I rush to math, my only class with him, and stood in the hall, waiting. Of course he came too soon and I had to do something. anda just can't forgive something like that.
anda just can't forgive him.
~
He was always there anytime I needed him. At every corner of every hall.
But he was a delinquent, all talk, no heart. He can make anda fall in then just break the little box you're stuck in.
I parked my car and walked in my house, apartment...thing. Stupid parents that leave anda with 200 grand and a note saying, "See anda never. Bye, kid." I was only 14 when it happened, I'm now 17.
I walked into my little baby sister's room, she was only a bulan old. My mother dumped her off when she was born. While I'm at school my neighbor watches her, my neighbor also thinks that I should be with him. What are the odds?
I walked up the steps to my room after I saw my sister fast asleep I sat.
It looked like one of those rooms in the Filem where anda have the big window on one side and a balcony behind it. I had the canopy katil and big mirror across from it, stereotypical, I know.
I sat on the katil and got my laptop. It was a picture of me, him, and my good friend, Bridgette. She was in the middle taking the picture, but this was before he went punk and all delinquent on us.
I set my phone down beside me and started doing my homework.
Hours went sejak and my phone started ringing, I looked and it was him.
I answered, "What do anda want, Duncan?"
"Courtney, look, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean anything I said, anda know me!"
"Sadly, I do know you. And I know that anda are not the kind of person to be involved in so goodbye." I hung up the phone.
I went back to my work and heard a tapping at my window...door...thing.
I already knew who it was so I just kept my head down and focused on my work.
The tapping got lebih harsh until I turned my head to the window and looked.
Yup, it was him, standing there like an idiot.
I sighed and opened my door and walked onto the balcony.
"Courtney, I didn't mean it."
"How could anda not have meant it? I mean, we were fake dating, then anda just had to tell people. anda just had to tell them a complete lie!"
"At least I emphasized the 'fake' in our relationship."
"So? anda still told."
"What's so bad about me telling everyone? It's the truth!"
"It. Is. Not. True."
"Courtney, anda know it's true. anda know that anda really like me."
"You just had to say it though, didn't you? anda just had to stand on that lunch meja, jadual and yell, 'Me and Courtney aren't really dating. We're just doing this to please your sorry asses! But hey, we all know that Courtney is crazy for me, even though she has no parents, and a bulan old kid doesn't mean she doesn't have time for a life!'. anda just HAD to didn't you?"
"I did not say that!"
"You did too! I wrote it down!"
"Because you're just that way."
"Yes, because I'm that way. Duncan, face it, I don't like you. And telling everyone I have a kid, who is actually my SISTER, is not right!"
"You could've just berkata that she was your sister!"
"I was too embarrassed because SOMEONE told everyone something that was a secret to me. Something no one was allowed to know!"
"Yet I knew, I knew what you're parents did and I knew about your sister. Hmm, I wonder why anda would only tell me and not even Bridgette."
"Because I felt that I could trust you! But no. anda just had to ruin every feeling I ever felt for you!"
Crap. I just berkata it didn't I?
"I told you." He berkata calmly. "I told anda I told anda I told you."
"And I wonder why anda make the accusations that I like you."
"Why? Because I like you. See, I am open with it. Let's see if anda can too."
"...What about anda and Gwen?"
"Me and Gwen? anda mean ancient history?"
"Last time we were really together anda got with her. How do I know you're not going to do it again?"
"Because anda can trust me." He took a step closer. "You know anda can."
I took a small step closer, out of impulse. "What if I can't?"
He, in turn, took a larger step closer, closing the angkasa between us, "Yes. anda can."
"How can I forgive anda though?
"This is how." He then kissed me.
I got to my class and sat as far away from people as possible, did my work, and avoided all the looks. They had always told me I should be with him, and now he just has to be himself in all situations. Even with me.
I rush to math, my only class with him, and stood in the hall, waiting. Of course he came too soon and I had to do something. anda just can't forgive something like that.
anda just can't forgive him.
~
He was always there anytime I needed him. At every corner of every hall.
But he was a delinquent, all talk, no heart. He can make anda fall in then just break the little box you're stuck in.
I parked my car and walked in my house, apartment...thing. Stupid parents that leave anda with 200 grand and a note saying, "See anda never. Bye, kid." I was only 14 when it happened, I'm now 17.
I walked into my little baby sister's room, she was only a bulan old. My mother dumped her off when she was born. While I'm at school my neighbor watches her, my neighbor also thinks that I should be with him. What are the odds?
I walked up the steps to my room after I saw my sister fast asleep I sat.
It looked like one of those rooms in the Filem where anda have the big window on one side and a balcony behind it. I had the canopy katil and big mirror across from it, stereotypical, I know.
I sat on the katil and got my laptop. It was a picture of me, him, and my good friend, Bridgette. She was in the middle taking the picture, but this was before he went punk and all delinquent on us.
I set my phone down beside me and started doing my homework.
Hours went sejak and my phone started ringing, I looked and it was him.
I answered, "What do anda want, Duncan?"
"Courtney, look, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean anything I said, anda know me!"
"Sadly, I do know you. And I know that anda are not the kind of person to be involved in so goodbye." I hung up the phone.
I went back to my work and heard a tapping at my window...door...thing.
I already knew who it was so I just kept my head down and focused on my work.
The tapping got lebih harsh until I turned my head to the window and looked.
Yup, it was him, standing there like an idiot.
I sighed and opened my door and walked onto the balcony.
"Courtney, I didn't mean it."
"How could anda not have meant it? I mean, we were fake dating, then anda just had to tell people. anda just had to tell them a complete lie!"
"At least I emphasized the 'fake' in our relationship."
"So? anda still told."
"What's so bad about me telling everyone? It's the truth!"
"It. Is. Not. True."
"Courtney, anda know it's true. anda know that anda really like me."
"You just had to say it though, didn't you? anda just had to stand on that lunch meja, jadual and yell, 'Me and Courtney aren't really dating. We're just doing this to please your sorry asses! But hey, we all know that Courtney is crazy for me, even though she has no parents, and a bulan old kid doesn't mean she doesn't have time for a life!'. anda just HAD to didn't you?"
"I did not say that!"
"You did too! I wrote it down!"
"Because you're just that way."
"Yes, because I'm that way. Duncan, face it, I don't like you. And telling everyone I have a kid, who is actually my SISTER, is not right!"
"You could've just berkata that she was your sister!"
"I was too embarrassed because SOMEONE told everyone something that was a secret to me. Something no one was allowed to know!"
"Yet I knew, I knew what you're parents did and I knew about your sister. Hmm, I wonder why anda would only tell me and not even Bridgette."
"Because I felt that I could trust you! But no. anda just had to ruin every feeling I ever felt for you!"
Crap. I just berkata it didn't I?
"I told you." He berkata calmly. "I told anda I told anda I told you."
"And I wonder why anda make the accusations that I like you."
"Why? Because I like you. See, I am open with it. Let's see if anda can too."
"...What about anda and Gwen?"
"Me and Gwen? anda mean ancient history?"
"Last time we were really together anda got with her. How do I know you're not going to do it again?"
"Because anda can trust me." He took a step closer. "You know anda can."
I took a small step closer, out of impulse. "What if I can't?"
He, in turn, took a larger step closer, closing the angkasa between us, "Yes. anda can."
"How can I forgive anda though?
"This is how." He then kissed me.