I kept my head in my lap. I didn’t need to look at this newcomer. I knew who it was. Since there was only one person on this island who called me “Princess,” it wasn’t exactly hard. But said person was also the last person I wanted to see now. Especially after our little encounter minutes ago.
But why did he follow me?
I could hear him approaching me, his footsteps cautious. When he was feet from me, he spoke again.
“Princess?” he repeated. “Is that you? Why did you run?” His voice was curious and angry as he asked the question. I sniffed in response. I didn’t want to talk to him ever again.
He moved closer. “Aw, hey, don’t cry. Seriously, I don’t do tears. No idea how to handle ‘em.” He sounded like himself again. Why did he even care? The moment of truth was my revelations, not his. Actually, though, I don’t know why I was crying. There wasn’t really anything to cry about.
I finally looked up at him, tear tracks running down my face. “Why did you follow me?” I asked. “You’re not exactly the sympathetic type.” I added. Now I sounded like myself. Honestly, why does he do this to me? I’m not supposed to care! I’m going to be running for office one day, and I don’t want people knowing I once fell for a delinquent. It’d ruin my whole campaign.
But suddenly, I didn’t care. Right now all I cared about was finding out why the hell this piercing-adorned, green-mohawk-wearing, bad boy was here trying to comfort me. Well, if he was, he wasn’t doing a good job.
I think he could tell I was having a fight with myself. So he paused for a minute before speaking.
“I’m here cause you are.”
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I don’t know why I said that. Well, there was nothing else to say. Her face was glimmering in the sun, thanks to recently fallen tears. Courtney was so sensitive. You can’t say anything to the girl without her either freaking out or crying her eyes out. But this time I was utterly confused. I didn’t even say anything!
“Look, Courtney, what I meant was that-” She interrupted me. “You said my name.” she said. I just looked at her funny. “Well, yeah. It is Courtney, right?”
She nodded. “Well, yes. But usually you’re calling me ‘Princess’, or ‘hot stuff.’ Never my actual name.” I thought about that. She was right. I never, in recent memory, called her Courtney. I smiled. And stood up. She followed suit with a sniffle and a rub of her eyes.
“You know what? I like Princess better.”
And then I kissed her.
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So there I stood, being kissed by this-this Neanderthal, and I kinda liked it. Ok, not kinda, a lot. It just felt…right.
He obviously didn’t care that my face was wet and sticky from tears, or that we were in plain sight of anyone who entered the woods. It was also apparent that that he didn’t care that it was out of nowhere.
But I held on.
I ran my fingers through his green dyed hair and pressed my lips fiercely against his. I could tell he was surprised by the way he sort of pulled back a bit, but when the shock was over he held on as tight as I did. And that was saying something, cause you’d think I was holding on for dear life my grip was so tight.
But, all good things come to an end. And the end came in a form of……
Oh My Gosh…..
….Chris and his camera crew.
“That. Was. AWESOME!!!” think you guys could do it again, maybe near the beach or something?” Chris asked. Stupid narcissist. But only one thought came through my brain.
My life is over.
But why did he follow me?
I could hear him approaching me, his footsteps cautious. When he was feet from me, he spoke again.
“Princess?” he repeated. “Is that you? Why did you run?” His voice was curious and angry as he asked the question. I sniffed in response. I didn’t want to talk to him ever again.
He moved closer. “Aw, hey, don’t cry. Seriously, I don’t do tears. No idea how to handle ‘em.” He sounded like himself again. Why did he even care? The moment of truth was my revelations, not his. Actually, though, I don’t know why I was crying. There wasn’t really anything to cry about.
I finally looked up at him, tear tracks running down my face. “Why did you follow me?” I asked. “You’re not exactly the sympathetic type.” I added. Now I sounded like myself. Honestly, why does he do this to me? I’m not supposed to care! I’m going to be running for office one day, and I don’t want people knowing I once fell for a delinquent. It’d ruin my whole campaign.
But suddenly, I didn’t care. Right now all I cared about was finding out why the hell this piercing-adorned, green-mohawk-wearing, bad boy was here trying to comfort me. Well, if he was, he wasn’t doing a good job.
I think he could tell I was having a fight with myself. So he paused for a minute before speaking.
“I’m here cause you are.”
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I don’t know why I said that. Well, there was nothing else to say. Her face was glimmering in the sun, thanks to recently fallen tears. Courtney was so sensitive. You can’t say anything to the girl without her either freaking out or crying her eyes out. But this time I was utterly confused. I didn’t even say anything!
“Look, Courtney, what I meant was that-” She interrupted me. “You said my name.” she said. I just looked at her funny. “Well, yeah. It is Courtney, right?”
She nodded. “Well, yes. But usually you’re calling me ‘Princess’, or ‘hot stuff.’ Never my actual name.” I thought about that. She was right. I never, in recent memory, called her Courtney. I smiled. And stood up. She followed suit with a sniffle and a rub of her eyes.
“You know what? I like Princess better.”
And then I kissed her.
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So there I stood, being kissed by this-this Neanderthal, and I kinda liked it. Ok, not kinda, a lot. It just felt…right.
He obviously didn’t care that my face was wet and sticky from tears, or that we were in plain sight of anyone who entered the woods. It was also apparent that that he didn’t care that it was out of nowhere.
But I held on.
I ran my fingers through his green dyed hair and pressed my lips fiercely against his. I could tell he was surprised by the way he sort of pulled back a bit, but when the shock was over he held on as tight as I did. And that was saying something, cause you’d think I was holding on for dear life my grip was so tight.
But, all good things come to an end. And the end came in a form of……
Oh My Gosh…..
….Chris and his camera crew.
“That. Was. AWESOME!!!” think you guys could do it again, maybe near the beach or something?” Chris asked. Stupid narcissist. But only one thought came through my brain.
My life is over.
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"I am sick and tired of you and Natasha getting into trouble!!!"natile said walking into her room and emtying her clothes into a bag."Where r u going, Natile??"Shawn asked her."far away from here."she jumped out the window and dissapeared.
"Mom,Natile ran away!!"Shawn yelled to his mom.
i don't know where i am goin but i don't care.
"where am i?"Natile asked herself."Huh, los Vegas." She said walking not paying attention, running into a person."Hey watch where your goin!"The guy said."You remind me alot of my father."She told him,"How?"he said "Well, Your the same hight as him.you look identical. My name is Natile."I told him."My name is Terrian.... ur brother."he said he's my brother.
"Mom,Natile ran away!!"Shawn yelled to his mom.
i don't know where i am goin but i don't care.
"where am i?"Natile asked herself."Huh, los Vegas." She said walking not paying attention, running into a person."Hey watch where your goin!"The guy said."You remind me alot of my father."She told him,"How?"he said "Well, Your the same hight as him.you look identical. My name is Natile."I told him."My name is Terrian.... ur brother."he said he's my brother.
Name: Sophie
Age: 12
Possy:JG's possy
friends: JG, Vanita, Julie, Cody, Blake.
Relatives:Cody
Type:Delinqent/classclown/goth/fungirl/partier!
Phrase:uh, yeah like I said, you SO owe me, dude.
Sophie is the youngest person on TDA, but not the shortest (Blake is). Sophie has never had a boring day in her life, she lives to party but also has a dark personality (just like JG). Some say that she dresses like Julie, and looks like Tonya, but she is not a mixture of both of them. Sophie is picked on alot by Justin. Sophie had to stop it so she put him on a bus (telling him that it was to the emmies) and it was actually a bus to Norway. Sophie hates Trent, Heather, and Bryana's possy, just like the rest of JG's possy. Sophie (like everyone else) gets a costume change in the half mark point. Her clothes turn to a more 70's hippy apperence. When Sophie 's the new outfit, it is when she has turned 13.
Age: 12
Possy:JG's possy
friends: JG, Vanita, Julie, Cody, Blake.
Relatives:Cody
Type:Delinqent/classclown/goth/fungirl/partier!
Phrase:uh, yeah like I said, you SO owe me, dude.
Sophie is the youngest person on TDA, but not the shortest (Blake is). Sophie has never had a boring day in her life, she lives to party but also has a dark personality (just like JG). Some say that she dresses like Julie, and looks like Tonya, but she is not a mixture of both of them. Sophie is picked on alot by Justin. Sophie had to stop it so she put him on a bus (telling him that it was to the emmies) and it was actually a bus to Norway. Sophie hates Trent, Heather, and Bryana's possy, just like the rest of JG's possy. Sophie (like everyone else) gets a costume change in the half mark point. Her clothes turn to a more 70's hippy apperence. When Sophie 's the new outfit, it is when she has turned 13.