11:11 pm Ch. 12 Pt. 1
Michael asks Amber to homecoming!
Hey guys.
Yes. I know I know. I haven't posted a chapter for 2 months. but hey.... I'm back until January 4!!!!
Anyway, thanks to the people who still have been reading this story, visiting, etc and of course... WAITING PATIENTLY (:
So let's do this!
btw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY NASHY! (12.21.09)
With Love,
Hilly
PS: I finally realized that buzzle takes longer to post chapters so I don't think this is posted on Dec 21 like I planned XP
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Amber's POV
Messy. This situation is just messy.
I was staring out of my window at 2 in the morning. Yes... 2 in the morning
I couldn't help but just to think about Brandon and Michael. My heart hasn't set on who I'm falling for.
"Love in high school blows." I think to myself. "Why do teenagers have to think about love?"
Hormones. That's why.
Should I just flip a coin and see who I should fall for? or
Should I just become a nun when I grow up?
or Should i just pick one?
None of the above. I can't do anything. I'm hopeless. Just a hopeless romantic.
I stare out in the sky. The stars are so beautiful. How they glisten like thousands of diamonds. And how they are a million miles away. Just how my heart is with love.
I just wish there was some type of sign that can help me decide. Some type of callling.
My phone rings.
I pick up the phone.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Hey, come back out to the window and look down" responded someone on the phone.
I go to my window and look down. There were many candles laid out shaped into a heart. Inside the heart was Michael, holding flowers and a sign that said "HOMECOMING?"
I said YES without hesitating.
He asked if he could come in and pretty soon he was inside of my house.
We were already making out at the front door.
His hands were on my waist. My hand wrapped around our shoulders. Our lips were touching.
Thank god my parents work the night shift.
We went upstairs into my room. We went on my bed and made out some more. We cuddled and talked until we fell asleep at 6 in the morning. It was the best moment of my life.
An hour later, I woke up but without Michael in my arms.
Yes. I know I know. I haven't posted a chapter for 2 months. but hey.... I'm back until January 4!!!!
Anyway, thanks to the people who still have been reading this story, visiting, etc and of course... WAITING PATIENTLY (:
So let's do this!
btw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY NASHY! (12.21.09)
With Love,
Hilly
PS: I finally realized that buzzle takes longer to post chapters so I don't think this is posted on Dec 21 like I planned XP
_____________________________________________
Amber's POV
Messy. This situation is just messy.
I was staring out of my window at 2 in the morning. Yes... 2 in the morning
I couldn't help but just to think about Brandon and Michael. My heart hasn't set on who I'm falling for.
"Love in high school blows." I think to myself. "Why do teenagers have to think about love?"
Hormones. That's why.
Should I just flip a coin and see who I should fall for? or
Should I just become a nun when I grow up?
or Should i just pick one?
None of the above. I can't do anything. I'm hopeless. Just a hopeless romantic.
I stare out in the sky. The stars are so beautiful. How they glisten like thousands of diamonds. And how they are a million miles away. Just how my heart is with love.
I just wish there was some type of sign that can help me decide. Some type of callling.
My phone rings.
I pick up the phone.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Hey, come back out to the window and look down" responded someone on the phone.
I go to my window and look down. There were many candles laid out shaped into a heart. Inside the heart was Michael, holding flowers and a sign that said "HOMECOMING?"
I said YES without hesitating.
He asked if he could come in and pretty soon he was inside of my house.
We were already making out at the front door.
His hands were on my waist. My hand wrapped around our shoulders. Our lips were touching.
Thank god my parents work the night shift.
We went upstairs into my room. We went on my bed and made out some more. We cuddled and talked until we fell asleep at 6 in the morning. It was the best moment of my life.
An hour later, I woke up but without Michael in my arms.
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