Is this good Im only 13 and im not done?

Forever


It was the part of the day I would rather skip. Sitting next to crazy Ben and trying to pay attention to Mr. Weber was almost impossible. I walked into 6th period and took my usual seat. Crazy Ben wasn’t there. I tried to think of the possibilities.





He was attacked by a stampede of elephants.


Ms. Lillian chewed him up and swallowed him because he forgot to do his homework, again.


He had another one of his chilidog contests at lunch and ate himself to death.


Or my favorite, his family decided to move far far far far away so he could never come back again.


Instead of Crazy Ben coming Troy Cash came and sat next to me. The most popular guy was sitting next to me.


“Sup.” Troy spoke in his overly romantic amazingly sweet voice.


“Hey.” I said shyly.


I had to bite my lip. When I get nervous I start blabbing nonsense that no one cares about.


“Shut up Riley no one cares about how the sun rotates around the Earth.” I thought to myself.


“So, are you good in math because Mr. Weber is always on my case and I need help. So if you ain’t good in math I’m going to go sit down back down with my girl.” Troy spoke in the same romantic voice except this time it was rude and sarcastic.


“Fine I’ll help you, but I’m not giving you an A your going to work for it.”


“Uh, sure.” Troy said this time with no romance all of it was a rude tone with a stupid giggle at the end.


“Why do all the hot guys have to be so rude?” I thought to myself.


All of a sudden a small folded up note was tossed onto my lap. It was folded messy ,and there was a small blue peace sign on the yellow lined paper. It wrote,


Dear Riley,


I’m in trouble. come to my house at 5:00 P.M. cant do earlier because of detention. Be there! I got us some cool new stuff. Oh yah if you were wondering why I have been freaking mad at you all day it is because I know who is sitting next to you right now. Troy Cash!!!!!!!!! My FUTURE husband, how dare you!


Love you,


Cassidy


Cassidy has been my best friend/troublemaker sense we were two years old. She is much more optimistic than I ever will be. She has the second hottest guy in school. Andy Thomson, he is a straight A student who gets invited to all the cool parties. How does he do it?


The bell finally rang. I was out of here. I packed up all my books. Now totally ready for the weekend. I ran out of the classroom. On my way out I bumped into Andy. all of my books fell to the ground. I stood there biting my lip, again.


Andy picked up all of my books and started walking.


I ran after him. I supposed he needed to talk to me about Cassidy.


“What do you want?” I said as sweet as I could manage. Of course it is totally visible on my face that I’m fuming.


“God, can’t a guy talk to his girlfriends best friend without being patronized.” He said just as “Sweet” As I.


“Sorry, I’m just not in the best mood.” I retorted.


I looked up at his shimmering blue eyes and had to look away. They were way to gorgeous to resist, but I had to. His blond hair lit up in the sun and his polo really gave it an edge. His jeans were stoned washed. Not to baggy, just the way I like it. His shoes were Nike but not the want-to-be-cool type. They were just white. He was my dream guy. I couldn’t talk to him. I couldn’t look at him. I just could not!


My best friends boyfriend. What was I thinking? I was thinking I’m single and Cassidy is in love with Troy anyway. I was thinking he should be mine. All mine ,but I know he was in love with Cassidy and I couldn’t let this go anywhere. I had to think mad. I might slip ,I might not. I hope not!


“It’s ok. Can we talk?” Andy asked like all innocent.


“Yah. Sure.” Oh no. Think mad. Think mad.


“Listen, me and Cassidy are over, I think. She hasn’t been talking to me .Could you ask her what is going on? Also, do you want to come to dinner with me and her tonight? It will make things less tense.” He said like a hurt puppy.


“Uh, I will ask her and I would love to go to dinner with you guys.” I answered ,my mouth hanging almost open.


“Thanks.” He hugged me real tight ,gave me my books , and ran over to Charlotte, his sister.


I just stood there like an idiot until Troy grabbed my elbow and shook it.


“Dude. Dude. DUDE. Wakeup. Hello?” Troy kept going on.


My eyes went wide.


“What time is it!” I demanded.


“4:52.” He said holding my hand.


“4:52. I have to go! Cassidy is gonna crucify me.” I looked at his hand. I went wide-eyed.


I grabbed his hand threw it off and hugged him goodbye. I had no time for giggly flirting. I threw my book bag over my shoulder. I Unlocked my bike and rode off ,leaving Mr. Ego behind me. I was realizing I dazed nowhere for three hours and eight minutes. I had to hurry over to Cassidy’s house. Our dinner was approaching and I had to look amazing.











Chapter 2


Narrow Eyes


I pulled up to Cassidy‘s house, now fully aware it was 5:04 and I knew I was dead. I unlocked her garage ,threw in my bike, ran upstairs to her room , and jumped onto her bed. She was on her computer. My white albino skin curly brown hair and dark green eyes were nothing compared to her porcelain face with black sleek hair and silver intimidating eyes. She gave me the chills when she turned around with narrowed eyes. She looked disappointed. I was about to ask what is wrong when she flipped open her lip-gloss.


“What color would you rather have, sparkly pink or daring gold for dinner tonight?” She asked in her mad but totally not noticeable voice.


“Daring gold.” I tried to sound desirable it came out sounding pathetic.


She laughed throwing me a darkish gold gloss. I twisted it open applied a dab and smeared it in. She threw me a red camisole and a plaid sweater that included red gold and black. Cassidy pitched me a pare of sun-washed skinny jeans that resembled hers in a way except mine were darker. She brushed my hair back and put it into a bun. She tossed over a pair of gold converse, black eyeliner, and a dark green eye shadow that matched my eye color.


Cassidy was the one who stood out with her jeans and a rocker T-shirt. Red lipstick and black pumps. She had a big tote and her hair was scrunched. She was a rebel.


Cassidy and I filled each other. I was the goody good. She was the radical one. I have never been jealous of her. She had a decent life , a single mom ,an awesome boyfriend. I had an amazing voice and both my parents are alive.


“Ready to go?” She asked.


“Yah , I guess” I said unwillingly.


We walked to the garage got on our bikes and rode off into the setting sun. She watched as I began to smile. Her eyes still narrow.


I pedaled faster and faster. I knew we were close. My grin got bigger and bigger. I started humming my favorite song, Thriller.


She rolled her eyes then went back to narrow eyes. We were here , and she was stiff .I was giggly. We walked in and asked for a table for three. She seated us right away and asked what we would like to drink. I asked for a diet soda and Cassidy asked for a sprite. Finally Andy showed up.


His blond hair was combed back and you could see his bleach blond streaks. He was wearing a brown button down shirt with a collar and dark denim jeans with some black Nike’s. His blue twinkling eyes were covered by his glasses but I didn’t mind he still looked irresistible to me. Cassidy shrugged and padded the chair in the middle. He took a seat. Andy kissed Cassidy on the cheek turned and hugged me.


He complemented my lip gloss and complemented Cassidy’s shoes. He ordered a diet coke when the waiter came back. We all took our menu’s and studied them carefully. I was sick of the silence.


“Andy ,I need to talk to you. Alone.” I shrugged


He turned, kissed Cassidy on the forehead, and walked over to somewhere private with me.


“Cassidy is not mad. She just wants some space.” I really meant it to.


“Oh. Ok. That’s it?” He was confused


“Yes that’s it.” I told him.


Right this second I was on the verge of tearing my lip off. I was biting it so hard, and it started to bleed. He ran over and got paper towels. He dabbed them on my lip. He brought me to the bathroom.


“Wash your lip with soap. Then come back out and we can sit and I will try to stop the bleeding. Okay?


“I’m so sorry . I didn’t mean to.” I stared at him with puppy dog eyes.


“Why are you sorry? You bit your lip to death? There is nothing to say sorry for .


I ran in to the bathroom. I washed my lip with there lavender soap and put some lotion on my hands. I ran back out to find no one was there .I ran to the table the check was there. Paid. No friends were there. The waiter was coming by.


“Excuse me miss, where did my friends go?” I asked politely.


“They left you a note. Here.” The waiter spoke just as polite.


I tipped her nine dollars and got myself to unravel the small piece of yellow line paper with a peace sign on front.


Dear Riley,


I’m sorry , I really do like you but I cant .You know I love Cass. I cant abandon her .She is my life. Don’t blame me for leaving .Cassidy pulled me out .I have your bike. I will lock it up at the school tomorrow so you can get home. Hope it helps.


Xoxo,


Andy Thomson
























































Chapter 3


Home


Home wasn’t were I wanted to go. There I would have to be interrogated by my father, Ted. He is big and tuff. He loves sports and it was his dream to have a boy. Ted is an overly protective Teddy bear who wouldn’t hurt a fly.


My mom, Tessa is a soccer mom. She love having cool things and going shopping. She might not be able to pay attention for one minute, but sometimes she makes that a good thing.


Autumn, my sister is 18, three years older than me, she practically lives at her boyfriends house. She is attending college, is 5 months pregnant, and is trying to juggle a part-time job at a local restaurant.


My brother Dylan is 13. He is a weird kid .Dad was mad about that. He would rather sit inside all day playing auto theft 4 then going and throwing some balls at Fletcher park.


I flopped my bike on the ground and fling my book bag into the car so I wont have to do that tomorrow morning. I unlock the door and force the key out of the hole.


“Anyone home?” I shouted.


There was no answer. I shrugged and went up to my room. I flopped on my bed. I opened my book and started to read the first line of page 456 when Dylan slammed his door. I figured autumn was home.


Our house was decent .Two stories, and four bathrooms. We lived in the town of Silver Tree, the state of Seattle. It always rains and there hasn’t been a sunny day since January 22, 2008. Three whole months with no sun. We used to live in Little Rock, Arkansas but we had to move because of inflation. I was only one. We picked the white house that we have today. Right next to Cassidy.

Is this good Im only 13 and im not done?
I read all of it and I am impressed. You have real talent. You use details and immagination in your work which is impressive at your age, and at any age.
Reply:This was REALLY good.


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post the rest


I need to read the rest!





i am 12, my writing is not as good as yours!
Reply:I dont know what is the question But WOW!!!!!!!!!!! you wrote alot!.You should just write the main things so we can get straigt to the question.
Reply:Decent. Only read the first chapter but will read the rest later. Your writing style seems really natural and is good enough to keep me reading (even though I usually read crime drama).
Reply:Read all of up to chapter three. I think your question is that, is it OK if you like your best friends, boyfriend and the guy your best friend wants to date. OK if this is your question, it is ok to like him. There is absolutely nothing Cassidy can do about that. Your best friend can not control who like or dislike. If you like Troy and so does Cassidy and you get a note saying that you can not from Cassidy. But then run into Cassidy's boyfriend and like him too, that is fine because I had a similar problem, I liked my best friends girlfriend and yet I am still dating her. Hope I helped.:)
Reply:W!?



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