Jello Here...Again!
Hey, it's Jello here again. I did another story "Life Happens", and I want to see if you guys like this new one. It's called Love?...Hate?...I'm Confused!
Hey people! Hope you like this!
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Love?...Hate?...I'm Confused!
Chapter 1
GENESIS
I'm Genesis. 18 years old actually. I have light brown hair and dark brown eyes. I always wear a watch on my left hand because I always need to know what time it is. I've never had a boyfriend, even though everyone keeps telling me I'm pretty.
Ok, now that the introduction is over...Picture this. I'm on a plane, flying over the Pacific Ocean on my way to Michigan, when the plane starts to fall. Right out of the sky. We are about 100 feet away from the ocean and I'm now screaming hysterically at this point. Right when we're about to hit the water, the plane levels out and we're on our way climbing up I the sky again.
I walk up to the pilot's area where the pilot was. I knocked on the door.....the door opened and I saw the most handsome guy ever. He had perfectly spiked hair, dark brown hair (just like me!), and was wearing a light blue T-shirt and black pants, which was probably part of the uniform. "Hey." He said, in a husky voice.
"Hello." I squeaked out. I had never felt so...so...so weird. So nervous. I'm wearing a bright purple shirt, and black skinny jeans on. I had a sparkly green necklace on and I had black converse to match with me skinny jeans. Did I look cute enough? I was getting worried about this way too much!!! ~ Get a hold of yourself! ~I thought.
"Sooo...Why are you here?" His sudden question burst my thoughts like a bubble. He appeared concerned, and confused at the same time.
"Umm, I just wanted to say "Thank you" to the pilot, because he basically just saved all of our lives." And I say the last part sarcastically. I didn't mean to, but it came out of my mouth kind of mean-ish.
"OH, well than why don't you say it now?" He says smirking at me.
"You're the pilot? Than whose driving the plane?" I know I sounded stupid, and that it was probably on auto pilot, but I wanted to hear him talk longer. I know I just met him and all, but I felt a connection.
"Yeah, I'm the pilot. And you are?" I blushed, although I have no idea why. How could he have such an effect on me? UGH! Snap out of it!
"Oh, yeah, we didn't say our names. My name is Genesis." My hand automatically stretched out to shake his. He looked a bit startled but soon got over it and chuckled before he said, "Mine's Drew." He looked at the wrist watch that was on his right hand. "I'm sorry. I need to get back. We're going to land soon." then he turned around and left me standing there...Alone...
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Love?...Hate?...I'm Confused!
Chapter 1
GENESIS
I'm Genesis. 18 years old actually. I have light brown hair and dark brown eyes. I always wear a watch on my left hand because I always need to know what time it is. I've never had a boyfriend, even though everyone keeps telling me I'm pretty.
Ok, now that the introduction is over...Picture this. I'm on a plane, flying over the Pacific Ocean on my way to Michigan, when the plane starts to fall. Right out of the sky. We are about 100 feet away from the ocean and I'm now screaming hysterically at this point. Right when we're about to hit the water, the plane levels out and we're on our way climbing up I the sky again.
I walk up to the pilot's area where the pilot was. I knocked on the door.....the door opened and I saw the most handsome guy ever. He had perfectly spiked hair, dark brown hair (just like me!), and was wearing a light blue T-shirt and black pants, which was probably part of the uniform. "Hey." He said, in a husky voice.
"Hello." I squeaked out. I had never felt so...so...so weird. So nervous. I'm wearing a bright purple shirt, and black skinny jeans on. I had a sparkly green necklace on and I had black converse to match with me skinny jeans. Did I look cute enough? I was getting worried about this way too much!!! ~ Get a hold of yourself! ~I thought.
"Sooo...Why are you here?" His sudden question burst my thoughts like a bubble. He appeared concerned, and confused at the same time.
"Umm, I just wanted to say "Thank you" to the pilot, because he basically just saved all of our lives." And I say the last part sarcastically. I didn't mean to, but it came out of my mouth kind of mean-ish.
"OH, well than why don't you say it now?" He says smirking at me.
"You're the pilot? Than whose driving the plane?" I know I sounded stupid, and that it was probably on auto pilot, but I wanted to hear him talk longer. I know I just met him and all, but I felt a connection.
"Yeah, I'm the pilot. And you are?" I blushed, although I have no idea why. How could he have such an effect on me? UGH! Snap out of it!
"Oh, yeah, we didn't say our names. My name is Genesis." My hand automatically stretched out to shake his. He looked a bit startled but soon got over it and chuckled before he said, "Mine's Drew." He looked at the wrist watch that was on his right hand. "I'm sorry. I need to get back. We're going to land soon." then he turned around and left me standing there...Alone...
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