Brian~ As I quietly got up, shocked, I check my face for any bruises, but at my worst nightmare, it was just a dream. I sighed nervously, waiting for one of my friends to sit. "Brian! Come here!"a distant, cheery voice pepped at me. It was Raremoon. Holding her guitar in her hand, strumming a few chords, she waved me over, and so I did. As I sat next to her, I felt surprisingly awkward around her. She's crazy, as in fun, but one thing didn't want me to hug her. Raremoon smiled at me, still strumming the beautiful notes, then she stopped, put her guitar away which I hope she hadn't, and hugged me, ver tight. "It's been forever B! How are you?" she said as I started chocking, then she let me go, started of what she did. "Right, Sorry." I touched and smoothed my throat, trying to act as casual as I could. "I'm fine thanks, you?" She groaned,"Oh I have no idea! I moved into a new home, with my sister, she got married a few days ago." "Was it fun?"i asked politely. Then I pictured me and Phoebe getting married, slowly being happy. Then I heard snapping fingers. "Brian! Your using your goofy grin, what happened."she smiled, curious. "Nothing."I paved. "Hmm..........ok."she started to fumble through her things. "I thought you should know, your fiancé is sitting with us." I got out of my place, uncomfortable."Really? She has to?" She shrugged,"Your dad." I grunted. It's not like it was Phoebe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oi, I'm here! ^^ Sorry I'm do damned late, I have a bunch of things to do, and the dog's name is Gorgon. XD here's the update for phoebe. --------------------- Phoebe~ I sighed, flipping a page of my history. I heard a few people laugh, and my red hair fell in my eyes again before I adjusted my thick, black rimmed glasses. My hair was thin, and it was super straight. I had my bangs parted so it was on the right side. I was supposed to be focusing on history, instead I'm thinking of him. Brian. The angel. What was up with me? I was having severe insomnia and I was about to fail math. He was so angelic, it was amazing. My total opposite. It made me so upset that he wasn't normal, and that I couldn't ask him all the questions I needed answered. It's not like I liked him. I have a heart for my friend Jaden Gilmore. He's always so super happy, we got to calling him Happy Gilmore. But since I was always around, I got the nickname Mrs. Gilmore. I sighed, nudging Jaden. "Read. It's your turn to read." He blinked, licking over his routainer. "Oh. Alrighty." He began reading, and my face turned red as I heard whispers about him and I. "They're a couple, they just don't say." "They've kissed twice." Now that was true, but it was a special occasion. "He wants to hold hands with her, he's just to nervous." "Phoebe stays at his house a lot, isn't that a sign?" That was true too, but only because we were BEST FRIENDS. God, misunderstood.
Phoebe~ Though, I still wanted to know why he came for me, I bet he wasn't even allowed. I sat there, afraid of what I got into. Jaden then looked up suddenly and said,"Pheobe, are you ok?" "Yeah, super peachy."I sweated in a raspy voice. "Alright." I sighed a breath of relief. ".....Hey Pheobe?" My eyes froze. What did he want? "Y-Yes?"I studdered. He said calmly,"Do you want to go to the Carnival that's in town today? With me and my buds?" "Yeah, sure, what time?"I said, my head racking with decisions. "6:30? That seem ok?"He asked, proudly. "Perfect."I gave him a thumbs up and a plastered smile. He scratched his neck slightly and started reading some more. I remembered the years of the Carnival with my friends, that is, before heard I had a "condition".The roaming lights, the exciting little rides, the cheap plus toys that you had to get, makes me wonder a lot. Will the boy come to the carnival and ruin my other friendships to? Or will I never see him again? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How's that?
:3 Awesome! :3 ------------------- Phoebe~ Jaden seemed nervous now, and his face was beet red. "Jaden?" "Yeah?" he asked, looking up from the text. "Are you alright? Your face is crimson..." He blushed, leaning close. I felt my own face turn red. "Phoebs. It's nothing really..Just a question." "Yeah?" "Who do you like?" "Y-You-" He smiled, and his eyes shined. He squished me eagerly. I squeaked, turning crimson as he kissed my cheek quickly. "I like you too, Phoebs." I was happy, but unsure. What did I say?
Great sorry I've been gone at softball tournaments and it's really hot lol I'm sweating do much cause it's 110 degrees out hehe Update!!!