11:11 pm Ch. 11
"I'm not picky, just clueless. Clueless about love."
Hey guys. Sorry it's been taking me a while :( I had to re write this chapter many times!! Technology hates me. LOOL jk.
I know it's been a month. :( I have so many things to do and I'm sad to say that I have to put Buzzle as one of my last priorities. It's not because I don't want to write stories anymore it's because I have to put all my school stuff first which totally sucks D:
Anyway here are some replies:
Samantha Brooke (or is it Cheyenne Taylor now?)- YAY FOR SUSPENSE!! LOL (:
Amber- LOOL. When I read your comment, I had to show it to my friend Amber because I wrote this story for her. She doesn't like a guy name Brandon though XP but she just pick that name cause she thinks that this guy name Brandon is cute.... but good luck to you (:
To everyone else: we'll see what happens. :)
With Love,
Hilly
P.S- I tried to make this chapter really special XP but I think it's just a regular chapter LOL XP
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Amber's POV
It's been a week since Brandon left and a week just before the homecoming dance.
Right before Brandon left, Brandon surprised with a bouquet of the most beautiful roses. Best of all, he gave me a necklace with a heart locket. The locket must have cost a fortune because it looks like it's made out of some nice gemstone. However, I can't open the heart locket since there's no key but I wear it anyway.
It's weird for Brandon to be gone. I can't call him every night except for Wednesday nights because the rehab center only gives him 2 calls a week and the other call goes to his parents.
I miss playing with his hair. I miss him playing with my fingers. I miss eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with him. I miss him.
I've never missed him this much before. Maybe it's because I always wonder if he's okay. If he's going to be able to walk again.
He's going to be fine. I just have to keep telling myself that.
Since it is also a week before the homecoming dance, many guys have been asking girls in hopes that they will say yes. I've probably seen hundreds of girls carrying flowers.
I, on the other hand, am not planning to go to the dance. I don't know why but I just find dances very boring.
"You have to go!" says Tiff. We are currently at the mall after school dress shopping. Well, she is dress shopping. Let's just say she kidnapped me to the mall.
"Naw, I really don't feel like going," I say.
"O come on! Ambs, this is your LAST homecoming dance!! You have to go! Hm.. how about this dress?"
She shows me a pink strapless dress.
"Cute," I say. "You should go try it on."
She walks to the dressing room. A couple of minutes later she walks out, the dress looks gorgeous on her.
"That dress is perfect," I say. "Ryan will go crazy for you."
The dress fits her thin shape perfectly. The color matches her skin type and brings out her eyes. She looks as if she was going to go to a Hollywood event.
"Thanks, you know what would be more perfect though. If YOU went!" she says.
"Tiff, I really don't want to go," I say as she walks back to the dressing room to change. "Plus if I did go wouldn't it be awkward since I don't have a date."
She walks out with her dress and says, "Hey, there are PLENTY of guys that will die to go to homecoming with you. I'll plan something." We both walk to the cash register.
I have no idea what I'm getting myself into but yet I feel okay with it.
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Brandon's POV
It's been around a week and a half since I moved to this rehab. Let's just say. I hate it.
It's Saturday night right now and instead of being with friends at parties, I'm stuck here in some rehab.
I feel like I'm in jail. My room is plain. I have no one to talk to but a psychologist. I can't call my friends. I can't play video games. I can't eat junk food. I can't do ANYTHING.
I wonder if Amber is thinking about me. I wonder if she knows how much I think about her- how much I care about her...
How much I love her.
I guess people can say I'm crazy. That I'm too young to know what love is but everything I think about her or when I'm with her I have this feeling inside of me. The feeling of butterflies, my face turning red, happiness - any symptoms you feel when you think about love.
I guess that's why love is known to be a crazy thing.
Sadly, I can't express my love to Amber. If I did our friendship will be too awkward. I rather have us being friends even if it means she can't be mine, even if it hurts me the most. That's how much I love her.
"This is ridiculous," I thought to myself. "I don't see why I can't make any calls. It's not like I'm mental. I just can't walk."
It drives me crazy that I can't do anything. It's all thanks to Michael. If it weren't for him I wouldn't be here. I would be able to eat what I want, do what I want to do, and most importantly be with Amber.
"KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!"
My door opens, it was one of the rehab's employee.
"Mr. Charlton," she says. "You have a visitor. He says that this is urgent."
"Okays, bring him in," I say.
She brings in the visitor. It was Michael.
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Amber's POV
Today was just an average Monday. Until third period.
It all starts with another group project and guess who I'm paired up with, Michael.
It's not like I hate him with all my guts. I just don't feel comfortable working with him behind Brandon's back. Most importantly, I don't want to fall for him.
Luckily, he's not here today so I don't have to think about him as much.
But that's not why today is different. Let's just say things, today must be the most embarrassing moment of my life.
It all starts when Tiffany makes an announcement during third period to the whole school that I need a date. Okay, I'll admit I kind of would go to Homecoming with a date but I DON'T WANT A DATE THIS WAY.
After her announcement, all the guys stare at me. Then a bunch of guys start running to me asking if they can take me to homecoming.
Many girls are probably jealous, but honestly, I hate this type of attention. It's ridiculous.
All I have to do is try to get through this period and then I can go home and be free.
Let's just say, I should have braced myself for this.
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Michael's POV
"I just came up here to say that, I'm truly sorry." I start to say.
Never in a million years did I think I would ever drive up to San Francisco over the weekends and some school days to say I'm sorry to Brandon Charlton.
He ruined my high school career but yet I'm here apologizing for all the mistakes I've made, just for Amber.
I guess I'm just crazy for even believing in love at first sight.
Brandon just sits there and stares at me. He looks really pissed.
"Look, I know that I pulled a dick move," I start to say, cutting the silence, "But, I was just angry that you told my secret which had ruined my future. I've made plenty of mistakes but I've changed. I'm here to talk it through, like men."
"You think that coming up here and telling all of this is going to change anything?" he says with an angry tone. "DUDE YOU ARE ABLE TO START YOUR LIFE FRESH BUT I'M STILL STUCK IN A WHEELCHAIR." He was going to lose it.
I had nothing else to say. I messed up big time.
"Look, I'm not here to fight with you. I'm here just to apologize. I know you might never forgive me and that's okay. You can do anything you want to me but I'm just saying that I'm done. I'm not going to fight with you anymore. I let go and someday I hope you will too." I say as I turned for the door. "I hope someday though, this will be over. I wish you the best of luck."
I walk out the door before he could say another word.
I think for the first time, I've done something right.
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Amber's POV
It's Tuesday night right now. Just a little more than 3 days before homecoming.
A lot of guys have asked me to the homecoming dance since Tiffany's announcement on Monday but I rejected them anyway. Mainly because:
A) I have no idea who they are
B) I know who they are but the guy is really sleazy
C) The guy is not like Brandon or Michael
I don't really have a type of guy but all I know is that if I were to be with any guy, I would want to be with Brandon or Michael. I don't know why but they are the type of guys I feel most comfortable with.
I'm not picky, just clueless. Clueless about love.
I wish Brandon was here but yet I wish Michael was here as well.
Brandon is stuck in rehab but where's Michael?
Michael hasn't been at school for 2 days already. I left him a couple messages saying that we have to do a project together but no replies back.
Every time I sent him a message and don't get a message, my heart just drops.
I wonder where Michael is but at the same time I wonder how Brandon is doing.
"This is so confusing," I think to myself. "Just pick one guy to think about and stick to him."
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Michael's POV
It's Tuesday, 11:00 pm and I just got back from my trip in San Francisco. Well it wasn't really a trip, more of a mission.
First, I had to find out where Brandon was staying. Boy that took me forever. Then, I had to find the place. That didn't take me too long BUT I had to stay in San Francisco another day and miss school because his rehab only takes in visitors on Monday. Lastly, I had to stay in San Francisco for another night since my flight was delayed. What I do for love.
I walked to my room and charged my phone. Looks like I got 2 text messages.
"Hey! Where have you been? -Amber"
The next text reads:
"Text me when you get back! :) We are physics partners! -Amber"
I read the message over and over and try to analyze it. Is she into me or just being nice? Does she want us to be friends or more than that? Is she just being nice because she is nice? Or...
Is she falling for me?
There's got to be a way to find out. I'm asking her to homecoming.
I know it's been a month. :( I have so many things to do and I'm sad to say that I have to put Buzzle as one of my last priorities. It's not because I don't want to write stories anymore it's because I have to put all my school stuff first which totally sucks D:
Anyway here are some replies:
Samantha Brooke (or is it Cheyenne Taylor now?)- YAY FOR SUSPENSE!! LOL (:
Amber- LOOL. When I read your comment, I had to show it to my friend Amber because I wrote this story for her. She doesn't like a guy name Brandon though XP but she just pick that name cause she thinks that this guy name Brandon is cute.... but good luck to you (:
To everyone else: we'll see what happens. :)
With Love,
Hilly
P.S- I tried to make this chapter really special XP but I think it's just a regular chapter LOL XP
_________________
Amber's POV
It's been a week since Brandon left and a week just before the homecoming dance.
Right before Brandon left, Brandon surprised with a bouquet of the most beautiful roses. Best of all, he gave me a necklace with a heart locket. The locket must have cost a fortune because it looks like it's made out of some nice gemstone. However, I can't open the heart locket since there's no key but I wear it anyway.
It's weird for Brandon to be gone. I can't call him every night except for Wednesday nights because the rehab center only gives him 2 calls a week and the other call goes to his parents.
I miss playing with his hair. I miss him playing with my fingers. I miss eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with him. I miss him.
I've never missed him this much before. Maybe it's because I always wonder if he's okay. If he's going to be able to walk again.
He's going to be fine. I just have to keep telling myself that.
Since it is also a week before the homecoming dance, many guys have been asking girls in hopes that they will say yes. I've probably seen hundreds of girls carrying flowers.
I, on the other hand, am not planning to go to the dance. I don't know why but I just find dances very boring.
"You have to go!" says Tiff. We are currently at the mall after school dress shopping. Well, she is dress shopping. Let's just say she kidnapped me to the mall.
"Naw, I really don't feel like going," I say.
"O come on! Ambs, this is your LAST homecoming dance!! You have to go! Hm.. how about this dress?"
She shows me a pink strapless dress.
"Cute," I say. "You should go try it on."
She walks to the dressing room. A couple of minutes later she walks out, the dress looks gorgeous on her.
"That dress is perfect," I say. "Ryan will go crazy for you."
The dress fits her thin shape perfectly. The color matches her skin type and brings out her eyes. She looks as if she was going to go to a Hollywood event.
"Thanks, you know what would be more perfect though. If YOU went!" she says.
"Tiff, I really don't want to go," I say as she walks back to the dressing room to change. "Plus if I did go wouldn't it be awkward since I don't have a date."
She walks out with her dress and says, "Hey, there are PLENTY of guys that will die to go to homecoming with you. I'll plan something." We both walk to the cash register.
I have no idea what I'm getting myself into but yet I feel okay with it.
_______________________________________
Brandon's POV
It's been around a week and a half since I moved to this rehab. Let's just say. I hate it.
It's Saturday night right now and instead of being with friends at parties, I'm stuck here in some rehab.
I feel like I'm in jail. My room is plain. I have no one to talk to but a psychologist. I can't call my friends. I can't play video games. I can't eat junk food. I can't do ANYTHING.
I wonder if Amber is thinking about me. I wonder if she knows how much I think about her- how much I care about her...
How much I love her.
I guess people can say I'm crazy. That I'm too young to know what love is but everything I think about her or when I'm with her I have this feeling inside of me. The feeling of butterflies, my face turning red, happiness - any symptoms you feel when you think about love.
I guess that's why love is known to be a crazy thing.
Sadly, I can't express my love to Amber. If I did our friendship will be too awkward. I rather have us being friends even if it means she can't be mine, even if it hurts me the most. That's how much I love her.
"This is ridiculous," I thought to myself. "I don't see why I can't make any calls. It's not like I'm mental. I just can't walk."
It drives me crazy that I can't do anything. It's all thanks to Michael. If it weren't for him I wouldn't be here. I would be able to eat what I want, do what I want to do, and most importantly be with Amber.
"KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!"
My door opens, it was one of the rehab's employee.
"Mr. Charlton," she says. "You have a visitor. He says that this is urgent."
"Okays, bring him in," I say.
She brings in the visitor. It was Michael.
___________________________________________
Amber's POV
Today was just an average Monday. Until third period.
It all starts with another group project and guess who I'm paired up with, Michael.
It's not like I hate him with all my guts. I just don't feel comfortable working with him behind Brandon's back. Most importantly, I don't want to fall for him.
Luckily, he's not here today so I don't have to think about him as much.
But that's not why today is different. Let's just say things, today must be the most embarrassing moment of my life.
It all starts when Tiffany makes an announcement during third period to the whole school that I need a date. Okay, I'll admit I kind of would go to Homecoming with a date but I DON'T WANT A DATE THIS WAY.
After her announcement, all the guys stare at me. Then a bunch of guys start running to me asking if they can take me to homecoming.
Many girls are probably jealous, but honestly, I hate this type of attention. It's ridiculous.
All I have to do is try to get through this period and then I can go home and be free.
Let's just say, I should have braced myself for this.
_______________________________________________
Michael's POV
"I just came up here to say that, I'm truly sorry." I start to say.
Never in a million years did I think I would ever drive up to San Francisco over the weekends and some school days to say I'm sorry to Brandon Charlton.
He ruined my high school career but yet I'm here apologizing for all the mistakes I've made, just for Amber.
I guess I'm just crazy for even believing in love at first sight.
Brandon just sits there and stares at me. He looks really pissed.
"Look, I know that I pulled a dick move," I start to say, cutting the silence, "But, I was just angry that you told my secret which had ruined my future. I've made plenty of mistakes but I've changed. I'm here to talk it through, like men."
"You think that coming up here and telling all of this is going to change anything?" he says with an angry tone. "DUDE YOU ARE ABLE TO START YOUR LIFE FRESH BUT I'M STILL STUCK IN A WHEELCHAIR." He was going to lose it.
I had nothing else to say. I messed up big time.
"Look, I'm not here to fight with you. I'm here just to apologize. I know you might never forgive me and that's okay. You can do anything you want to me but I'm just saying that I'm done. I'm not going to fight with you anymore. I let go and someday I hope you will too." I say as I turned for the door. "I hope someday though, this will be over. I wish you the best of luck."
I walk out the door before he could say another word.
I think for the first time, I've done something right.
______________________________________________
Amber's POV
It's Tuesday night right now. Just a little more than 3 days before homecoming.
A lot of guys have asked me to the homecoming dance since Tiffany's announcement on Monday but I rejected them anyway. Mainly because:
A) I have no idea who they are
B) I know who they are but the guy is really sleazy
C) The guy is not like Brandon or Michael
I don't really have a type of guy but all I know is that if I were to be with any guy, I would want to be with Brandon or Michael. I don't know why but they are the type of guys I feel most comfortable with.
I'm not picky, just clueless. Clueless about love.
I wish Brandon was here but yet I wish Michael was here as well.
Brandon is stuck in rehab but where's Michael?
Michael hasn't been at school for 2 days already. I left him a couple messages saying that we have to do a project together but no replies back.
Every time I sent him a message and don't get a message, my heart just drops.
I wonder where Michael is but at the same time I wonder how Brandon is doing.
"This is so confusing," I think to myself. "Just pick one guy to think about and stick to him."
________________________________________________
Michael's POV
It's Tuesday, 11:00 pm and I just got back from my trip in San Francisco. Well it wasn't really a trip, more of a mission.
First, I had to find out where Brandon was staying. Boy that took me forever. Then, I had to find the place. That didn't take me too long BUT I had to stay in San Francisco another day and miss school because his rehab only takes in visitors on Monday. Lastly, I had to stay in San Francisco for another night since my flight was delayed. What I do for love.
I walked to my room and charged my phone. Looks like I got 2 text messages.
"Hey! Where have you been? -Amber"
The next text reads:
"Text me when you get back! :) We are physics partners! -Amber"
I read the message over and over and try to analyze it. Is she into me or just being nice? Does she want us to be friends or more than that? Is she just being nice because she is nice? Or...
Is she falling for me?
There's got to be a way to find out. I'm asking her to homecoming.
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