Olivia I was going to miss summer, but I had missed Michel even more! Everyone knew that we had true love together. For some people, though, that means nothing. Some people are just too persistent. ------- Taking the advice of fellow writers and creating a story about my stalker. All names have been changed.
Olivia I strode into T.A. with Michel at my side and a huge smile on my face. I was, then, nearly tackled by my best friend. "Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh!" Emily would have screamed in my ear if she was tall enough, "School may be the end of freedom, but it sure doesn't feel like it!" "Great to see you too, Emmy," I laughed. --- As the first bell of the year rang, we all rushed to grab a seat. Suddenly, a guy nearly tripped me pulling out a chair.
๎Notes๎ 1. I write this all down as I remember it. 2. Only name left the same is Emmy's. 3. No character signup requests, real life account.
๎ Reminds me of Dennis. =_= Met him in Singapore. He kept flirting with me like we were meant for each other. He still stalks me on FB. And can I ask. Does the age 13 and 11 mix well? I think not. Oxymoron alert, oxymoron alert, oxymoron alert, oxymoron alert, oxymoron alert. =_=
Olivia "Oh, I'm sorry," the guy said with the slur of either a drunk or mentally handicapped person (I'm still not sure which). "It's fine..." I said cautiously. I was semi-worried about the way the guy looked at me, like he was inspecting an essential part of a building. "I'll find another place to sit, Olivia," he whispered. I'm not popular! How does he know my name? ------- Sorry short updates tonight. I've been tired lately...
Olivia The still unknown guy walked away slowly with an annoying smirk on his face. "Just ignore him," whispered Michel, "He's just trying to PO you." --- I know this is like the shortest update in history...but...SORRY