The Truth Is
This is the introduction to a story about Evelyn Jackway and her love for her best friend of five years, Adam Burgess.
~Hello Readers! I’ve always wanted to write a story, and so here I am trying it out or the first time. I really hope you guys like it, and please let me know if I should continue or not, good or bad feedback is fine by me. This first one is a little short, I’m sorry, but they will be longer if I get enough good feedback to continue on. Oh and just so you know, this story is actually an ongoing situation in my life I just changed up the names a little, haha. Well enjoy(:
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It was the seventh grade when I met the one for me. The guy that was everything I have ever wanted. I know, you must be thinking seventh grade, you’ve got to be kidding me? Sure it sounds ridiculous, but there he was in my English class; two seats in front of me. It only took us a few days to become best friends, and I couldn’t have been happier. We told each other everything, our entire life’s story. We would talk on the phone for endless hours, and make up a billion stupid inside jokes that we could laugh about for hours. We had all the same friends, and all the same interests. It couldn’t have been more perfect, we were the two best friends that anyone had ever seen. He was the guy I wanted in my life forever…
You all must think I’m crazy, but here’s the truth. He was the guy for me, plain and simple. The only thing was that I didn’t know this right then in the seventh grade. Actually it took me three more years to even realize that I had more than friendly feelings for him…
Present Time:
It’s another summer day in Tucson, Arizona. The sun’s rays are beating heavily down and you can see heat waves floating above the cracked pavement. It’s only 9:00 AM, and already it’s a whopping 105 degrees outside. I take a step outside my mom’s apartment, stretch my arms as high as they can go, and let out a big yawn. "Off to work I go," I murmur to myself.
Once my mom and I are in the car, I turn the radio on to whatever is playing music. Morning radio is normally terrible; there is hardly any music at all. Just stories about which celebrity will be the next to go to rehab or that War of the Roses crap. To be completely honest, I don’t really care for the radio. It is basically the top ten songs on repeat for 24 hours straight. Don’t get me wrong, I love music almost more than anything in the world, but really the radio is rather annoying. After I find a decent song I turn the volume up a smidge and sit back to catch some of the cold air that is slightly streaming through the broken air conditioner.
All of a sudden my mom asks,
"Don’t you talk to Adam anymore?"
"No not really Mom…" I responded quickly.
I wanted to change the subject. Just hearing his name automatically makes me upset. Adam was my best friend ever, and just until recently he stopped talking to me. I hadn’t told my mom that however. She had no idea what happened between us. She didn’t even have the slightest clue as to why Adam was ignoring me.
Oh no, here it comes again. My eyes, I can feel them begin to swell with tears. I never ever cry in front of my mom so I try my hardest to resist. I try so hard, but it doesn’t work. I face towards the passenger’s side window at let it out; the tears are streaming down my face. Seconds later I am crying harder than I ever have.
"What’s wrong Evelyn?" My mom sounds shocked to hear me crying. "Did I say something wrong?"
I answer, "I miss Adam, I really miss him…"
Right there was when I truly realized how much I was in love with him. After five years of being best friends, this was what it was down to.
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It was the seventh grade when I met the one for me. The guy that was everything I have ever wanted. I know, you must be thinking seventh grade, you’ve got to be kidding me? Sure it sounds ridiculous, but there he was in my English class; two seats in front of me. It only took us a few days to become best friends, and I couldn’t have been happier. We told each other everything, our entire life’s story. We would talk on the phone for endless hours, and make up a billion stupid inside jokes that we could laugh about for hours. We had all the same friends, and all the same interests. It couldn’t have been more perfect, we were the two best friends that anyone had ever seen. He was the guy I wanted in my life forever…
You all must think I’m crazy, but here’s the truth. He was the guy for me, plain and simple. The only thing was that I didn’t know this right then in the seventh grade. Actually it took me three more years to even realize that I had more than friendly feelings for him…
Present Time:
It’s another summer day in Tucson, Arizona. The sun’s rays are beating heavily down and you can see heat waves floating above the cracked pavement. It’s only 9:00 AM, and already it’s a whopping 105 degrees outside. I take a step outside my mom’s apartment, stretch my arms as high as they can go, and let out a big yawn. "Off to work I go," I murmur to myself.
Once my mom and I are in the car, I turn the radio on to whatever is playing music. Morning radio is normally terrible; there is hardly any music at all. Just stories about which celebrity will be the next to go to rehab or that War of the Roses crap. To be completely honest, I don’t really care for the radio. It is basically the top ten songs on repeat for 24 hours straight. Don’t get me wrong, I love music almost more than anything in the world, but really the radio is rather annoying. After I find a decent song I turn the volume up a smidge and sit back to catch some of the cold air that is slightly streaming through the broken air conditioner.
All of a sudden my mom asks,
"Don’t you talk to Adam anymore?"
"No not really Mom…" I responded quickly.
I wanted to change the subject. Just hearing his name automatically makes me upset. Adam was my best friend ever, and just until recently he stopped talking to me. I hadn’t told my mom that however. She had no idea what happened between us. She didn’t even have the slightest clue as to why Adam was ignoring me.
Oh no, here it comes again. My eyes, I can feel them begin to swell with tears. I never ever cry in front of my mom so I try my hardest to resist. I try so hard, but it doesn’t work. I face towards the passenger’s side window at let it out; the tears are streaming down my face. Seconds later I am crying harder than I ever have.
"What’s wrong Evelyn?" My mom sounds shocked to hear me crying. "Did I say something wrong?"
I answer, "I miss Adam, I really miss him…"
Right there was when I truly realized how much I was in love with him. After five years of being best friends, this was what it was down to.
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