*I am endin my other series I started, I culdn't think of ideas :/ and pus I wanna make a sad story cause of my school dance last night! Why do I hate dances and valentines day now? Let's just say the guy I liked who knew what my parents song was danced with another girl, to my parents song, right after I told him it was my parent's song, so I officially want to rip his head off and his real name is james so, kamkat10, you and me are going to rip his head off!!!!! lol, as you can see i really love James! And I cried at it last night, tha really sucks. OKAY STORY TIME!*
No POV:
She was walking with the guy of her dreams, they had been dating for a few months now and it was getting pretty serious. She wanted to tell him something, something important.
They got to her doorstep to her apartment building and she said, "James I had a great time."
"And so did I courtney. would you mind if I told you something important?"
"No, James, not at all."
"I have been wanting to for a while now, I love you."
"I love you too, James, I'll see you tomorrow at school?"
"Okay." He kissed her.
She walked into her apartment complex, her parents trusted her enough to live on her own, to find that a new resident had moved in. *TDI/A/M NEVER HAPPENED* He had a green mohawk with black base and was definatly a punk. He had a dog coller and red hi-tops, the red hi-tops she barely liked. She was a prep, president of the student concil and most popular girl on the math team, she was smart, and so was he, but he was the vandil type, not the prep GO TEAM type.
"Hello? Are you moving in here?"
"Yeah, my parents kicked me out cuase they couldn't handle a bad-boy like me livin there anymore."
"If you are trying to make me fall for you with the whole, 'yeah i'm a bad boy let's have some thrills' thing, it won't work, I have a boyfriend."
"Well, you can see through bad boys can't you?"
"The only guys I can't see through are ones with british accents."
He then says with a british accent, "Well, look no farther, I'm a bad boy that's British!"
"Now, that I can see through."
"Well, nah, the names Duncan, you?"
"Courtney."
"You go to Jacksonville High?"
"10th grade, why?"
"I'm going there next week, it'll be good to partially know someone."
"Well, you will, partially."
"Well, Courtney, I'll see you at school?"
"See you at school, tomorrow."
"Yeah." She went to her apartment, which just happens to be right next door to the new guy in the building...
No POV:
She was walking with the guy of her dreams, they had been dating for a few months now and it was getting pretty serious. She wanted to tell him something, something important.
They got to her doorstep to her apartment building and she said, "James I had a great time."
"And so did I courtney. would you mind if I told you something important?"
"No, James, not at all."
"I have been wanting to for a while now, I love you."
"I love you too, James, I'll see you tomorrow at school?"
"Okay." He kissed her.
She walked into her apartment complex, her parents trusted her enough to live on her own, to find that a new resident had moved in. *TDI/A/M NEVER HAPPENED* He had a green mohawk with black base and was definatly a punk. He had a dog coller and red hi-tops, the red hi-tops she barely liked. She was a prep, president of the student concil and most popular girl on the math team, she was smart, and so was he, but he was the vandil type, not the prep GO TEAM type.
"Hello? Are you moving in here?"
"Yeah, my parents kicked me out cuase they couldn't handle a bad-boy like me livin there anymore."
"If you are trying to make me fall for you with the whole, 'yeah i'm a bad boy let's have some thrills' thing, it won't work, I have a boyfriend."
"Well, you can see through bad boys can't you?"
"The only guys I can't see through are ones with british accents."
He then says with a british accent, "Well, look no farther, I'm a bad boy that's British!"
"Now, that I can see through."
"Well, nah, the names Duncan, you?"
"Courtney."
"You go to Jacksonville High?"
"10th grade, why?"
"I'm going there next week, it'll be good to partially know someone."
"Well, you will, partially."
"Well, Courtney, I'll see you at school?"
"See you at school, tomorrow."
"Yeah." She went to her apartment, which just happens to be right next door to the new guy in the building...
