Always There For You - Chapter 1
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Ok guys, I am slightly annoyed with the fact that people are giving their opinions that they hate it but not explaining why? WHY do you not like my stories- give an explanation at least. Anyway for the people that liked my stories, here is chapter 1.
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Jamal pulled on her hand and turned her round to face him. "Why are you avoiding me?" Amelia sighed and gripped his hand "I'm not, I'm just going to class" Jamal smiled "Ok, but I forgot to give you this" and he pulled her closer to him, and tilted her head up towards him. He lowered his head slowly-
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Amelia groaned and slammed her hand onto her alarm clock and it fell onto the floor and stopped it's "Annoying beeping" she murmured as she walked into the bathroom and had a shower and brushed her teeth. She walked back into her room and opened up her closet, she rummaged through all her clothes before finally settling on some white skinny jeans, a red halter top with the word 'Babe' emblazed across it in glittery letters, some red strappy sandals and her white Gucci bag (fake, of course).
She got dressed, done her hair and her make-up and then admired herself in the mirror. Her dyed red hair cascaded down her back, stopping at her tiny waist, her long legs ending at her small feet. Her bum and breasts were the perfect size, her curves very notice-able in the halter neck top, her blemish-free face sporting big violet eyes with little green flecks, underneath sitting a normal nose and then a luscious pair of lips. Amelia smiled, turned round once, smacked her booty, grabbed her bag and was out the door in half a minute. As she walked to her car she stopped, 4 doors down there was a removal van, "Since when did the Evans move out and sell their house?" she wondered, she continued to watch as a boy her age walked out the house towards the van. He was gorgeous. This guy was 6'2 with brown, wavy, messy hair. He was wearing black shorts that stopped below his knee, white Nikes and his white vest showed off his tanned arms. This guy obviously worked out, and had taste, he looked cool. She watched him pick up a box with no effort and walk back into the house.
Amelia finally stopped drooling and got in her car, she drove to college and pulled into the student parking.
She walked in and headed for the lockers where her friend Sam was waiting for her,
"Guess what happened to me yesterday" Sam said
"I can't, just tell me"
"Timmy Jiggs asked me out, he asked me out!" Amelia looked at her
"Seriously?"
"Yes! We're going to a club on Saturday" Amelia rolled her eyes
"A club? cool, did you ask him-" Sam cut her off with a wave of her hand
"Yeah, yeah I asked him, he said he doesn't know what Jamal thinks about you"
Ever since Jamal Sylvester had started at John Briscoe's college all the girls wanted to be with him, all the boys wanted to be him. He was hot, funny, intelligent and a great guy. On his first day Amelia has been assigned as his buddy- some-one to show him around and tell him the rules- and from then on they had become good friends but she wanted more than that. Unfortunately he had a girlfriend and she was 10 times more glamorous then Amelia..
"Oh, ok." Amelia started to walk off and Sam grabbed her arm
"Are we still on for today?" Amelia nodded and went off to physics.
But all through college she was either thinking of Jamal or that hot new guy on her street, it was either "Does Jamal like me?" or "Who is that guy and is he coming to this college?". In the end she had to listen to her iPod to stop her brain from over-loading from unanswered questions. When the bell rang for end of lessons she raced out, got in her car and drove home. She checked her make-up in the rear view mirror and got out and walked up to the house where that boy lived. She knocked on the door and heard footsteps, the door opened and she was staring at a very tanned, very broad chest with a few curly hair. Her eyes traveled until they rested on his face, "Gorgeous" her brain was screaming and she smiled. She thought she recognized his blue eyes, cold as ice and his messy hair.
"Hi i-"
what the guy did next confused her, he grabbed her and hugged her, when he let go her legs were jelly and she had to grip the door frame to stop herself from collapsing.
"Bloody hell" she whispered and he smiled at her
"Don't you remember me Ames?" Amelia stared him some more and she felt her heart jump into her throat
"Oh god, Xander?" she said. He nodded and grinned, Amelia jumped on him and hugged him fiercely.
"Come in" he pulled her in and closed the door. Amelia was still staring at him and wondering how he could look this hot, as a kid he had been lanky and thin, like a stick, his skin had always been pale and kind of greasy. She followed him up the stairs and into his room, she sat on the bed and he sat on the floor facing her.
"Wow Xander! I still can't believe it's you, I mean, when did you get hot?" Amelia smiled at him, he chuckled and it sent shivers down her spine
"You don't look so bad either Ames"
"Why did you move back?" Amelia asked him, his face seemed to sadden
"Well after we moved, after a few years mum and dad started arguing a lot and they got divorced 3 months ago and me and mum wanted to move back here where all our friends and family are" he looked at Amelia
"You never used to live on this street, why did you move?"
"After you moved my mum got pregnant and had twins, a girl and a boy so we needed a bigger house but we wanted to stay in the same area and then we found the house down the street for sale, so we bought it" Xander got up and sat down next to Amelia.
The two of them reminisced and talked about things that had changed, they talked about music and asked things that only bessies can ask about.
But too soon Amelia had to go, she was going to the cinema with Sam, she invited Xander but he shook his head. "Nah, I've still got my room to sort out" "Suit yourself" she gave him a hug, said goodbye to Angela (Xander's mum) on the landing and went home to get dressed.
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Xander laid down on his bed and started to think. Ever since he had moved to America he had never forgotten Amelia, he always thought about her, always tried to call her but she had changed her number, tried to email her but obviously she had changed that too. He loved to look at the pictures of the two of them together, to remember fun things they had done. It calmed him down, or cheered him up, his mum knew how he felt about her too. He knew Amelia didn't feel the same way about him and it depressed him. But now as he laid on his bed he smiled, "It's a start" he whispered to himself.
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Jamal pulled on her hand and turned her round to face him. "Why are you avoiding me?" Amelia sighed and gripped his hand "I'm not, I'm just going to class" Jamal smiled "Ok, but I forgot to give you this" and he pulled her closer to him, and tilted her head up towards him. He lowered his head slowly-
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Amelia groaned and slammed her hand onto her alarm clock and it fell onto the floor and stopped it's "Annoying beeping" she murmured as she walked into the bathroom and had a shower and brushed her teeth. She walked back into her room and opened up her closet, she rummaged through all her clothes before finally settling on some white skinny jeans, a red halter top with the word 'Babe' emblazed across it in glittery letters, some red strappy sandals and her white Gucci bag (fake, of course).
She got dressed, done her hair and her make-up and then admired herself in the mirror. Her dyed red hair cascaded down her back, stopping at her tiny waist, her long legs ending at her small feet. Her bum and breasts were the perfect size, her curves very notice-able in the halter neck top, her blemish-free face sporting big violet eyes with little green flecks, underneath sitting a normal nose and then a luscious pair of lips. Amelia smiled, turned round once, smacked her booty, grabbed her bag and was out the door in half a minute. As she walked to her car she stopped, 4 doors down there was a removal van, "Since when did the Evans move out and sell their house?" she wondered, she continued to watch as a boy her age walked out the house towards the van. He was gorgeous. This guy was 6'2 with brown, wavy, messy hair. He was wearing black shorts that stopped below his knee, white Nikes and his white vest showed off his tanned arms. This guy obviously worked out, and had taste, he looked cool. She watched him pick up a box with no effort and walk back into the house.
Amelia finally stopped drooling and got in her car, she drove to college and pulled into the student parking.
She walked in and headed for the lockers where her friend Sam was waiting for her,
"Guess what happened to me yesterday" Sam said
"I can't, just tell me"
"Timmy Jiggs asked me out, he asked me out!" Amelia looked at her
"Seriously?"
"Yes! We're going to a club on Saturday" Amelia rolled her eyes
"A club? cool, did you ask him-" Sam cut her off with a wave of her hand
"Yeah, yeah I asked him, he said he doesn't know what Jamal thinks about you"
Ever since Jamal Sylvester had started at John Briscoe's college all the girls wanted to be with him, all the boys wanted to be him. He was hot, funny, intelligent and a great guy. On his first day Amelia has been assigned as his buddy- some-one to show him around and tell him the rules- and from then on they had become good friends but she wanted more than that. Unfortunately he had a girlfriend and she was 10 times more glamorous then Amelia..
"Oh, ok." Amelia started to walk off and Sam grabbed her arm
"Are we still on for today?" Amelia nodded and went off to physics.
But all through college she was either thinking of Jamal or that hot new guy on her street, it was either "Does Jamal like me?" or "Who is that guy and is he coming to this college?". In the end she had to listen to her iPod to stop her brain from over-loading from unanswered questions. When the bell rang for end of lessons she raced out, got in her car and drove home. She checked her make-up in the rear view mirror and got out and walked up to the house where that boy lived. She knocked on the door and heard footsteps, the door opened and she was staring at a very tanned, very broad chest with a few curly hair. Her eyes traveled until they rested on his face, "Gorgeous" her brain was screaming and she smiled. She thought she recognized his blue eyes, cold as ice and his messy hair.
"Hi i-"
what the guy did next confused her, he grabbed her and hugged her, when he let go her legs were jelly and she had to grip the door frame to stop herself from collapsing.
"Bloody hell" she whispered and he smiled at her
"Don't you remember me Ames?" Amelia stared him some more and she felt her heart jump into her throat
"Oh god, Xander?" she said. He nodded and grinned, Amelia jumped on him and hugged him fiercely.
"Come in" he pulled her in and closed the door. Amelia was still staring at him and wondering how he could look this hot, as a kid he had been lanky and thin, like a stick, his skin had always been pale and kind of greasy. She followed him up the stairs and into his room, she sat on the bed and he sat on the floor facing her.
"Wow Xander! I still can't believe it's you, I mean, when did you get hot?" Amelia smiled at him, he chuckled and it sent shivers down her spine
"You don't look so bad either Ames"
"Why did you move back?" Amelia asked him, his face seemed to sadden
"Well after we moved, after a few years mum and dad started arguing a lot and they got divorced 3 months ago and me and mum wanted to move back here where all our friends and family are" he looked at Amelia
"You never used to live on this street, why did you move?"
"After you moved my mum got pregnant and had twins, a girl and a boy so we needed a bigger house but we wanted to stay in the same area and then we found the house down the street for sale, so we bought it" Xander got up and sat down next to Amelia.
The two of them reminisced and talked about things that had changed, they talked about music and asked things that only bessies can ask about.
But too soon Amelia had to go, she was going to the cinema with Sam, she invited Xander but he shook his head. "Nah, I've still got my room to sort out" "Suit yourself" she gave him a hug, said goodbye to Angela (Xander's mum) on the landing and went home to get dressed.
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Xander laid down on his bed and started to think. Ever since he had moved to America he had never forgotten Amelia, he always thought about her, always tried to call her but she had changed her number, tried to email her but obviously she had changed that too. He loved to look at the pictures of the two of them together, to remember fun things they had done. It calmed him down, or cheered him up, his mum knew how he felt about her too. He knew Amelia didn't feel the same way about him and it depressed him. But now as he laid on his bed he smiled, "It's a start" he whispered to himself.
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