Chap 1- Mia:
"Mia" asked my brother, Connor , "You going to that party at Logan's tonight?". "What a stupid question " I replied " of course I am, I'm bring Addison to.". Connor started to blush, he always does that when I talk about her. The next moment the doorbell rang I got up and said " that must be her right now" I walked over to the door and opened it, she was smiling as usaull. "Sooo what are you waiting for let's pick out our outfits for tonight!". I replied and said " Yeah I have two outfits in my room follow we'll pick". She walked in and blushed when she saw Connor, he blushed also, I just can't figure out those two.". We walked up the stairs into my room, I pulled two outfits out of my closet a purple shirt and jeans and a blue shirt with leggings. " you pick first, addi" , " ok I choose hmmmm, the blue one!" We got dressed, then Connor yelled " come on girl parteh time! ". We ran downstairs and into Connors car. In about 10 minutes we were at Logan's. We walked in and there were at least 25 people. Me and Addison started to dance as soon as possible. Then the answer came, Connor came up and asked " hey Addison , would you umm like to dance" Addison said " hell ya". That's when I said down and met 'him'. He was sitting next to me on the couch, he said" what's a beautiful girl like you doing here". " I don't want to talk right now" he replied "come on" then put his hand on my knee. I wiped it of " get of me ass", " ok ill back of wanna drink" . I replied " sure what's your name anyway? " , " you said it earlier , it's ass". " whatever" , he gave a bottle, I didn't even look at what it was I just chugged. I had 2 more and felt dizzy. " come with me" , now I was drunk but I didn't know, I followed him into a bed room. Now I knew what he was doing, I got undressed just like ass did and got in bed. That's when things got crazy.
"Mia" asked my brother, Connor , "You going to that party at Logan's tonight?". "What a stupid question " I replied " of course I am, I'm bring Addison to.". Connor started to blush, he always does that when I talk about her. The next moment the doorbell rang I got up and said " that must be her right now" I walked over to the door and opened it, she was smiling as usaull. "Sooo what are you waiting for let's pick out our outfits for tonight!". I replied and said " Yeah I have two outfits in my room follow we'll pick". She walked in and blushed when she saw Connor, he blushed also, I just can't figure out those two.". We walked up the stairs into my room, I pulled two outfits out of my closet a purple shirt and jeans and a blue shirt with leggings. " you pick first, addi" , " ok I choose hmmmm, the blue one!" We got dressed, then Connor yelled " come on girl parteh time! ". We ran downstairs and into Connors car. In about 10 minutes we were at Logan's. We walked in and there were at least 25 people. Me and Addison started to dance as soon as possible. Then the answer came, Connor came up and asked " hey Addison , would you umm like to dance" Addison said " hell ya". That's when I said down and met 'him'. He was sitting next to me on the couch, he said" what's a beautiful girl like you doing here". " I don't want to talk right now" he replied "come on" then put his hand on my knee. I wiped it of " get of me ass", " ok ill back of wanna drink" . I replied " sure what's your name anyway? " , " you said it earlier , it's ass". " whatever" , he gave a bottle, I didn't even look at what it was I just chugged. I had 2 more and felt dizzy. " come with me" , now I was drunk but I didn't know, I followed him into a bed room. Now I knew what he was doing, I got undressed just like ass did and got in bed. That's when things got crazy.
What do you want in life?,
That's a good question I've been asking since God knows when,
I'm a teenager,proudly
Being a teenager isn't that bad, believe me
It isn't like Christmas in for many years again...7 years,
7 good years,
Imagine...,
It takes the grace of God not to do anything rash that you would regret for the rest if your life.
Thinking,
Asking yourself the same question,#"How could I've been so stupid?"
Stupid? that doesn't qualify it,
Its more like a gigantic fool,
Sorry the bible told me not to use that word on humans,
I guess stupid would do then,
But I'm happy not to be stupid then'
Like I said it takes the grace of God,
What do I want in life?,
To be able to "dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to en-quire in His temple"- Psalm 27:4
That's a good question I've been asking since God knows when,
I'm a teenager,proudly
Being a teenager isn't that bad, believe me
It isn't like Christmas in for many years again...7 years,
7 good years,
Imagine...,
It takes the grace of God not to do anything rash that you would regret for the rest if your life.
Thinking,
Asking yourself the same question,#"How could I've been so stupid?"
Stupid? that doesn't qualify it,
Its more like a gigantic fool,
Sorry the bible told me not to use that word on humans,
I guess stupid would do then,
But I'm happy not to be stupid then'
Like I said it takes the grace of God,
What do I want in life?,
To be able to "dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to en-quire in His temple"- Psalm 27:4
She was perfect. Like beautiy incarnated. Long, flowing, red hair, shining like the stars. Cole black eyes outlined by freckles that were sprinkled over her nose and corners of her eyes.
Seeing her again hurt. Hurt more then when I broke my arm in fourth grade, more then when my older brother hit me above the eyebrow and busted my skin open and needed stiches.
Her with him was a dager through my heart. She was suppose to be mine...forever.
Thats when she looked at me. Her plump pink lips twiched the slightest. Then shock overtook her features as she reconized the 19- year-old boy she use to love. But that's just it. She USE to love me, but I still loved her. Not even the Marines could stop that, not the 4 years I've spent away changed that. She was still my life.
He was hers.
Seeing her again hurt. Hurt more then when I broke my arm in fourth grade, more then when my older brother hit me above the eyebrow and busted my skin open and needed stiches.
Her with him was a dager through my heart. She was suppose to be mine...forever.
Thats when she looked at me. Her plump pink lips twiched the slightest. Then shock overtook her features as she reconized the 19- year-old boy she use to love. But that's just it. She USE to love me, but I still loved her. Not even the Marines could stop that, not the 4 years I've spent away changed that. She was still my life.
He was hers.