Heyy everyone. I know my stories have never ended well. Actually, I never even finished them. But I have a terrific idea for this. It is going to be a romance/murder mystery. I'm excited. I hope y'all like it. PART UNO! *BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP!* My eyes flutter open and my arm shoots out from under my pale green quilt to press the snooze button. "Damn alarm...", I mutter as I sit up in bed and reach over to turn it off. Only I would accidentally wake up at 5am on my first day of summer vacation. My name is Rosie Grande and I am 17. I just recently graduated Raleigh Charter HighSchool and I am attending UNC Chapel Hill this coming fall. I live in a large home off the coast of Cali with my father, mother and younger brother Gregory. I have dark brown hair, sparkly green eyes and tan skin. I play tennis, its my life. My joy. I was the RCHS tennis team captain for 3 years straight. Not only do I play tennis, but I also run track and cheer. Unlike the rest of my family, I don't have a bit of artistic ability in my body. My father is a tall man, about 6'1 with curly brown hair and tan skin. It seems as if he hasn't aged since he was 30. The same for my mother. She on the other hand is only about 5'4 and has straight, dirty blonde hair. They both started their own businesses a few years after college. My father is a musician and artist, we have quite a few of his paintings hung throughout the house. My mother is a successful children's book author. She read many, many of her own books to Greggy and I as we grew up. As for Greg, he is only seven but showing many signs of artistic potential. He has my father's dark curly hair but my mothers green eyes and facial features. Not only does he take after our parents in physical features, but he also is basically a musical prodigy. He began playing the piano and guitar at 4 and can actually sing. He has already began to write his own songs. Alright, enough about my family. I have a pretty well off life ahead of me. I especially can not wait until my closest friends and I leave for my familys beach house in SanFran. Tanning, boys, the ocean, clubbing and more boys. Even better? It's an all summer trip. The week I get home, I take off again and head to college. Ahhh. No more high school drama, stupid cliques or useless relationships. This is the life.
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PART DOS! Before I knew it, the first week of summer had whizzed by. It was finally Thursday. Two days before I leave for the beach. I had my bags packed full of sun dresses, bikinis and much more. I knew all the girls were getting antsy too. This will definitely be the best way to kick off the summer before college. I can't wait. Two. More. Days. I woke up Friday morning with 11 unread texts, and 19 missed calls. I frowned as I began to read the texts. Josh : Heyy baby. I know we broke up. But I miss you. Please, take me back. Josh : Rose, please. I love you. I know I didn't tell you often, but I do. Josh : Rosie. Please. I know what I did was wrong. I know. But please, call me. Josh : IT WASN'T MY FAULT, GODDAMIT! Josh : Rose... Please. Make this easy for the both of us. Josh : I am coming over in the morning. You won't answer your phone, so I will be at your door at 10am. Josh : Rose! Dammit. Just return my f*cking calls! Josh : Don't make me do anything irrational Rose. You know how I can get. I can't control my anger. Josh : Alright. I see now. You don't love me. Okay. Josh : ROSALIND EMMA GRANDE. Answer my f*cking calls! Josh : Rose, I'm done. You WILL pay for this. Wether it be the last thing I do or not. As you can guess, all 19 missed calls we're from him. Let me explain. Josh Tracy is my ex boyfriend. We had been going out for a year and a half and everything was perfect. Except, he started becoming distant. FLASHBACK I walked down 5th avenue with my H
PART DOS! Before I knew it, the first week of summer had whizzed by. It was finally Thursday. Two days before I leave for the beach. I had my bags packed full of sun dresses, bikinis and much more. I knew all the girls were getting antsy too. This will definitely be the best way to kick off the summer before college. I can't wait. Two. More. Days. I woke up Friday morning with 11 unread texts, and 19 missed calls. I frowned as I began to read the texts. Josh : Heyy baby. I know we broke up. But I miss you. Please, take me back. Josh : Rose, please. I love you. I know I didn't tell you often, but I do. Josh : Rosie. Please. I know what I did was wrong. I know. But please, call me. Josh : IT WASN'T MY FAULT, GODDAMIT! Josh : Rose... Please. Make this easy for the both of us. Josh : I am coming over in the morning. You won't answer your phone, so I will be at your door at 10am. Josh : Rose! Dammit. Just return my f*cking calls! Josh : Don't make me do anything irrational Rose. You know how I can get. I can't control my anger. Josh : Alright. I see now. You don't love me. Okay. Josh : ROSALIND EMMA GRANDE. Answer my f*cking calls! Josh : Rose, I'm done. You WILL pay for this. Wether it be the last thing I do or not. As you can guess, all 19 missed calls we're from him. Let me explain. Josh Tracy is my ex boyfriend. We had been going out for a year and a half and everything was perfect. Except, he started becoming distant. FLASHBACK I walked down 5th avenue with my Forever21 shopping bags in hand. I was just on my way to the Coach store when I got a text from a good guy friend of mine, Mark. I sighed as I read the text, quickly realizing that I most likely would not be getting my new Kristen Leather Domed Satchel today. I took a left at the next street and walked a few blocks. I soon had arrived at the east end of the park Mark was at. I spotted his tall figure and walked over to him. I gave him a small hug and frowned as I noticed him tense up. "Rose? I need to show you something.", Mark solemnly said as he took my hand and led me into the center of the park. I said nothing as I followed close beside him. When he finally stopped walking I looked up at his face and saw he was staring straight ahead. I glanced up to see what he was looking at. It was a couple on a bench, kissing. Why did he want to show me a random couple kissing?, I thought to myself as I looked up at the couple once again. That's when a certain though hit me like a load of bricks. That was my boyfriend. Biting the tongue off of, my best friend. I know, most girls would be upset. I wasn't. I was furious. Beyond furious. Out of everyone in this f*cking world, my bestfriend was sharing spit with my boyfriend. I wrenched my hand out of Mark's grip and stormed up to them. I pushed Madison off the bench and onto the grass and in one swift motion brought my hand across Josh's face. The look on his face was killer. I would never forget it. Before I accidentally could let any tears escape, I turned on my heel and ran past Mark, towards my car. END OF FLASHBACK [Why the hell was this moron calling me? It had been a month since I found out he was cheating and he hadn't called once. He hadn't even tried to speak to me. At all. So why now?... [/i] Find out why Josh finally calls, and much more in the next update!
Alright, I'm trying to have this thread deleted because of the argument and the screwed up half post.
Ahhh. I still am tryin to get this one deleted. Bump the next thread I make when I get this deleted!