Thinking about him

Ahh...I'm still thinking about him. I'm so in love with this guy named Cruz. But I'm just not sure if he likes me back. I hope he does....or else I'm going to stab myself to death.

Cruz loved me when we were small, at a friend's party is where we met. I should really tell you the story so you can get whats going on.

I had long wavy hair that reached my hips. I was average size. I have brown eyes, with brown skin.

~FLASHBACK~

I was 10 at the time, pretty young. My friends invited me to a party, so my mom took me. I was really excited to go.

I put on some skinny jeans and a green shirt with my black converse. I loved converse since I was small! So I was ready to go!

So we made our way to the party and arrived really excited. I saw my friend right away and went towards her to talk to her.

"Hey Bri Bri." I said, that what I call her though her name is Brianna.

"Hey Erika. How about we go sit down at a table?" she asked.

"Sure." I said

There were alot of kids at the party, and even boys. They can be fun sometimes but can get annoying.

So, me and my friend sat down and started talking about random things. My friend and I got tired of sititing down and decided to go walking around. We passed by some guys but I just ignored them as they stared.

There was this specific guy that just kept looking at me. Before I knew it he was walking our way.

"Hey." he said.

"Hey." I said dully.

"So, your Brianna's friend, right?" he said.

"Yeah." I said plainly.

"Um...can I ask you something?" he said, kinda nervous.

"Sure, what?" I asked.

"Um... would you um.. go out with me?" he said.

I was pretty surprised by his question and thought of it kinda silly.

"Ah..nooo." I said laughing.

The boy went away and said "ok....I understand."

Before he walked away I saw his eyes full of tears. I didn't say anything after that and sheesh I didn't mean to hurt his feelings but, I don't like him. I mean I'm not ready to have a boyfriend yet! Hello! I'm only 10!

~END OF FLASHBACK~

Now it turns out that I'M in love with him! I've seen him at school and parties with friends and I love him, he just doesn't know. I wonder if he still loves me....hopefully yes!

Well now its time for me to go to school and pop my thinking bubble. I get up and walk towards my closet. Today I dont' want to wear anything so "ah". I want to wear something comfortable.

So I take down a pear of gray sweat pant with a red shirt and my red converse. Something simple. I move to put only some mascera and pass by and get my black backpack.

I reach the bottom of the stairs and follow the delicious smell of mom's food in the morning. I get a plate and take s few pieces of bacon and pancakes that she has prepared.

"Hey sweetie, how'd you sleep." my mom says.

"Fine," I said "These pancakes and bacon are delicious, thanks."

"Welcome, now hurry up and eat before your late for school she replies. "oh and today I'll be leaving for a busnieses trip and I won't be back till tomorrow, late at night."

Ijust kept on eating that way I wouldn't be late for school.

"And one last thing" she said." You can invite over some friends, I just don't want this house looking like a tornado hit when I come back, and son't get pregnant."

Surprised at the last thing she said, I nearly choked. "mom you know I won't get pregnant!"

"Okay, I was just saying if it happened to cross your mind."she said.

I just rolled my eyes, picked up my plate, put it in the sink and headed towards the door.

"Bye mom!" I said closing the door behind me.

I headed toward my black Camaro, yes its a nice car but I just don't like showing off. I hope in adn put my backpack aside. I drove to school listening to one of my favorite songs, "We Are Young".

Before I go any further I should tell you who I am. I'm Erika Garcia, 15 year old in 9th grade, at Quintanilla HIgh school. As you may already know I have brown hair that reaches to my shoulders, brown eyes, brown skin and I'm skinny. Not totally skinny, but I body I don't complain about. I do exercise and play soccer at school, so I guess I'm in shape. Of course I have my mom who you can say make alot in work and my dad...well I don't have one. He died when I was small.

Anyways...I got off my car and headed towards the front doors of Quintanilla High School! I headed toward my first period class, Science. As I sat down at my regular seat and the others came in and filled in the seats, Mr. Valle said-

"Today we are switching partners and I will be picking them out for you."He said.

Great, just great. I hope I don't get stuck with a jerk or a slut. We sit in pair of two on a science table for labs and all of that stuff. I usually sit with my best friend since forever, Brianna. Now I don't have a clue with what sort of thing I'm going to have to put up with for the rest of the school year.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 18.03.2012

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