~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 23
The little get together interrupted part 2
Beth squirms uncomfortably in her ghế, chỗ ngồi while Cal tells her about this weird amazing adventure he went on, Grey looks about ready to rip Cal in half and jump off a cliff at the same time with Talia getting in his personal bubble. Ryler helps calm me down bởi sitting tiếp theo to me on the đi văng and talking about nothing, yet everything in particular. And Adam tries to bring back the lively mood getting another boarding game out and starting it.
I snort, ready to laugh my head off. “Battleship? That’s a two player game, idiot. Get out life.”
Adam glares at me. “You know how much I loathe life.”
I have to hold in my giggles. “Just get it, crybaby, that happened years ago, when bạn were a little buck toothed loser. bạn can’t seriously be holding a grudge over a game bạn haven’t played in years.”
Adam shrugs. “The memory still haunts me to this day.”
Ryler looks at me, and I laugh. “Okay, so were playing life when we were younger and back then our parents thought it was the only way to get us to shut up. So…were playing the game and Adsm’s predictions was he was never going to get a wife hoặc children, he was never going to be successful, and…something else. But he just had bad luck.”
“In life!” Adam shouted.
“In the game!” I insisted. “That hoặc our parents set it up.”
Adam looked thoughtful. “I’d bet.”
Meredith rolled her eyes, but I didn’t miss the glance of awe when she looked at him. Yep, my brother was quite a looker, and Meredith couldn’t help but notice.
“Ooh!” Talia boomed. “Life! Yay! I wonder what’s in store for my future, but I bet I know.” She looked at Grey when she đã đưa ý kiến the last part.
“No bạn don’t!” Meredith barked.
“So I went camping once, during winter, stupid really. But my parents wanted me to go.” Cal was telling Beth.
Beth shrugged. “Must’ve been…cold?”
“So…apparently what’s going to happen at the end of this game is…” Sage paused. “I’m going to marry a hot billionaire, while Ali’s stuck in jail, and Adam is just a failure.”
Adam glared at her. “I. Am. Not. A. Failure. I will be successful!” He thrust his arm out, accidentally knocking his cup out, making the liquid splatter all over Meredith.
Ali whistled. “Yippy dog woe, your actually good at something!”
I laughed, turning back to Ryler. “Aren’t we a crazy bunch?”
Ryler grinned. “Better than being normal, at least were exciting.”
I look back to the spectacle at the table. “Yes we are.”
Ryler looks at me, carefully. “What’s with the hatred between bạn and…Barbie doll?”
I roll my eyes. “I wouldn’t say hatred, I’m trying. But she just gets so…I don’t know. We’ve never really talked before, she’s barely acknowledged me before. I guess we just got off at the wrong start, but I tell, that girl makes me so angry.”
Ryler shrugs. “What I don’t get is that it seemed that her and that excuse of a guy came here as a couple. But she’s all over Grey, and he’s all over Beth.”
“What?” I ask.
Ryler shrugs. “Beth looks ready to bolt, and he keeps on whispering in her ear, it looks like she wants to shoot herself…” he pushed. “Twice.”
I shrug. “Strange world, bạn think of one thing in the beginning and in the end…you get something else.”
Ryler doesn’t seem to realize that I’m looking at him intently, but I blush when I do. I feel a bit bothered at the fact that Cal might be going after Beth, but it’s mostly because Grey and Beth are together, and Beth doesn’t like him, not because I have a crush on him.
Or had, I thought, smiling at Ryler, definitely had.
“What are bạn smiling at?” Ryler asks.
I shrug, still smiling. “Just about the little things…that can make a difference.”
Ryler smiles too. “Such a big difference too.”
Right now, it feels like the whole world has disappeared, and it’s just me and Ryler. And I like it that way.
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Chapter 23
The little get together interrupted part 2
Beth squirms uncomfortably in her ghế, chỗ ngồi while Cal tells her about this weird amazing adventure he went on, Grey looks about ready to rip Cal in half and jump off a cliff at the same time with Talia getting in his personal bubble. Ryler helps calm me down bởi sitting tiếp theo to me on the đi văng and talking about nothing, yet everything in particular. And Adam tries to bring back the lively mood getting another boarding game out and starting it.
I snort, ready to laugh my head off. “Battleship? That’s a two player game, idiot. Get out life.”
Adam glares at me. “You know how much I loathe life.”
I have to hold in my giggles. “Just get it, crybaby, that happened years ago, when bạn were a little buck toothed loser. bạn can’t seriously be holding a grudge over a game bạn haven’t played in years.”
Adam shrugs. “The memory still haunts me to this day.”
Ryler looks at me, and I laugh. “Okay, so were playing life when we were younger and back then our parents thought it was the only way to get us to shut up. So…were playing the game and Adsm’s predictions was he was never going to get a wife hoặc children, he was never going to be successful, and…something else. But he just had bad luck.”
“In life!” Adam shouted.
“In the game!” I insisted. “That hoặc our parents set it up.”
Adam looked thoughtful. “I’d bet.”
Meredith rolled her eyes, but I didn’t miss the glance of awe when she looked at him. Yep, my brother was quite a looker, and Meredith couldn’t help but notice.
“Ooh!” Talia boomed. “Life! Yay! I wonder what’s in store for my future, but I bet I know.” She looked at Grey when she đã đưa ý kiến the last part.
“No bạn don’t!” Meredith barked.
“So I went camping once, during winter, stupid really. But my parents wanted me to go.” Cal was telling Beth.
Beth shrugged. “Must’ve been…cold?”
“So…apparently what’s going to happen at the end of this game is…” Sage paused. “I’m going to marry a hot billionaire, while Ali’s stuck in jail, and Adam is just a failure.”
Adam glared at her. “I. Am. Not. A. Failure. I will be successful!” He thrust his arm out, accidentally knocking his cup out, making the liquid splatter all over Meredith.
Ali whistled. “Yippy dog woe, your actually good at something!”
I laughed, turning back to Ryler. “Aren’t we a crazy bunch?”
Ryler grinned. “Better than being normal, at least were exciting.”
I look back to the spectacle at the table. “Yes we are.”
Ryler looks at me, carefully. “What’s with the hatred between bạn and…Barbie doll?”
I roll my eyes. “I wouldn’t say hatred, I’m trying. But she just gets so…I don’t know. We’ve never really talked before, she’s barely acknowledged me before. I guess we just got off at the wrong start, but I tell, that girl makes me so angry.”
Ryler shrugs. “What I don’t get is that it seemed that her and that excuse of a guy came here as a couple. But she’s all over Grey, and he’s all over Beth.”
“What?” I ask.
Ryler shrugs. “Beth looks ready to bolt, and he keeps on whispering in her ear, it looks like she wants to shoot herself…” he pushed. “Twice.”
I shrug. “Strange world, bạn think of one thing in the beginning and in the end…you get something else.”
Ryler doesn’t seem to realize that I’m looking at him intently, but I blush when I do. I feel a bit bothered at the fact that Cal might be going after Beth, but it’s mostly because Grey and Beth are together, and Beth doesn’t like him, not because I have a crush on him.
Or had, I thought, smiling at Ryler, definitely had.
“What are bạn smiling at?” Ryler asks.
I shrug, still smiling. “Just about the little things…that can make a difference.”
Ryler smiles too. “Such a big difference too.”
Right now, it feels like the whole world has disappeared, and it’s just me and Ryler. And I like it that way.
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I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal hoặc energetic maybe the one táo, apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to hiển thị the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man tiếp theo to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal hoặc energetic maybe the one táo, apple with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to hiển thị the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man tiếp theo to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
I am a broken-winged eagle
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
Who cannot fly
Because I have set no goal for myself.
Other people laugh and scoff at me,
And I know that I must quickly find something
To hope for.
Everyday I think,
"What's the use? Nothing is my talent. Give up."
People think I am nothing but stupid,
But I can see that light within myself.
I have not yet soared.
I have not yet found my dream.
One day, I find something unique to dream for.
Writing.
Something that can take me to faraway places
Anywhere, beyond this universe.
And now I can soar.
Far, far, faraway
Where no one can catch me.
Where no one can disturb me.
Where I can be free.
Where I will no longer be
A broken-winged eagle.
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Let us hold hands in joy
Let us sit on the warm white sand
And let us watch the sun set tonight
We're gonna be a pair
We're gonna fly away
And let nobody go into our minds
Toni-i-ight
We're gonna slowly stand up
Listen to the waves
Roar and wash into the sand
And I'm gonna lean on you
Oh where were the times?
Where were the moments?
It seems like last year
When I kissed bạn and locked eyes
The sun's settin
But we're never gonna leave each other
Not if we stay together
Like ever...like forever
Watch the sun set
Watch the waves roll into each other
Oh my dear,
We're gonna never be separated
Sun sets,
Waves roll,
We're gonna sleep...
Side bởi side.
