You Changed Me 1

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I laid on the couch with my iPod blasted to the max. Moving my head along to the music. I always did this when I wanted to clear my head. Just wanting to get away from my loud-mouthed sister and my mom’s constant complaining about what I did and didn’t do.

My feet were propped up on the other end of the couch. I was a little longer than it was. Seeing as how I was 6 foot. I had always towered over other kids my age. Except some of the guys. I don’t know where I got my height from seeing as how my family was full of short dwarf people.

The girls at my high school all thought I was some Freak of Nature. I could hear them whispering things about me in the hallways at my school. But I could care less. I tried not to let things like that get to me but somehow they always did.

But I did have one friend though, her name was Jamie. Jamie is shorter than I am. Let me put it this way if you turned us into animals I would be the giraffe and she would be the little lion cub wandering around.

Well at least that was how I saw it. Jamie is 5 foot 1. Yep she is a little too short to be a sixteen year old, and I am a way too tall for a girl. So too tall and too short, people say opposites attract. This time only on a friendly level.

Jamie had that cute little angel face with flawless skin. Dark black hair down her back. She drove some guys wild. You better believe that she used it to her advantage too.

But being tall did have its advantages. I was good at track and field. Some of the guys would get all mad because they got beat by a girl, oh well GET OVER IT MORONS! I would say that to them sometimes and then sometimes they would laugh at me saying I looked like I was leaping around the track instead of running.

I had that deep caramel colored skin like my sister. I wasn’t ugly and I wasn’t very pretty; I guess I was just me. Naturally I had a head full of brown curl, but I sometimes straightened it. I decided not to straighten it that often because I liked to run and play basketball and that means sweat. When I sweat my hair turns all curly on me so straightening it seemed like a waste of my valuable time.

I had long skinny legs, that weren’t too skinny, I guess just right. Guys liked that kind of. But my height scared them off. I was happy for that because guys at my school were so rude and obnoxious. They were just pickle heads to me.

Someone yelling snapped my out of my thoughts. I pulled the ear buds out of my ears sighed, sat up at looked at my "perfect" sister who was standing right in front of me babbling about something once again.

"What do you want, Lauren" I asked not trying to hide how much I could care less.

"Get your overstretched body off the couch and go get a life" She practically threw my legs off the couch.

"I swear Jordin, all you do is mope around the house all day everyday" she cut on the TV.

"Whatever" I mumbled.

"What did you say" her head snapped towards me.

"You heard me" I said leaning on the arm of the couch.

"Whatever, go get yourself a dog or something to be your best friend. No better yet go get yourself a boyfriend." She laughed.

"Said the girl who has three" I shot back. It was true me sister was a female player. Every guy loves her too much to see who or what she really is.

"Shut up" she scowled at me with a look that might kill and angel. "Just shut the heck up, gosh I can’t stand you!" she yelled leaving the room.

"That makes two of us!" I yelled back pulling my iPod back in.

After a little more of listening to music I decided to go to the ice cream shop that was a block away.

Since it was such a short distance I decided to walk.

When I finally got there I was relived because the hot Florida weather was killing me outside. I walked up to the ordering window inside.

"Welcome to…." The guy who was working at the window voice trailed off as he looked me up and down.

I rolled my eyes already getting annoyed and embarrassed. I bent down so he could see me. I saw that he was sitting down in a chair and still looked pretty tall to me.

"Are you going to look at me like an idiot or ask me what I would like" I asked very rudely.

"Uhm… sorry… yeah what can I get you?" He asked managing to smile. I saw that he had dimples in his cheeks. He had a somewhat strong jawed face but not too strong boned. He had a light brown complexion. Maybe he had some Spanish in him. I didn’t know. Big brown eyes that were really light colored it looked like there was a burst of dark brown in the middle of them.

Wow. They looked amazing. I just wanted to look into them forever, I felt as if I could get lost in them. Yup. He was definitely cute. That for sure was true.

This time when I talked, I talked nicer and I even smiled. People said I have an amazing smile. That was about all of me that was amazing except my height.

"Yeah, can I get one medium sized bowl of Cookie Dough Ice Cream?" I asked.

"Coming right up" he said still looking amazed by my height but at least he smiled again.

He gave me what I ordered and I went to sit at one of the empty booths ignoring all the stares I was getting from people.

After about five minutes after I had ordered, I looked up to see the guy who I had talked to earlier walking towards me. Why? I asked myself. I held myself back from smiling at his toned up muscular body. It wasn’t over done or under done; just right.

He slid into the side of the booth across from me and looked at me smiling.

"Yes?" I asked confused.

"Hey, I just wanted to apologize for you know that little incident that happened earlier" he said looking somewhat apologetic.

"Oh…yeah that’s okay" I began looking down embarrassed. "I know yeah it is a lot to take in all at once" I was looking down at my ice cream.

"So what, I still shouldn’t have acted like an "idiot" as you put it" he laughed.

I couldn’t believe that he was actually apologizing to me. "Oh, yeah sorry for being so harsh back before" I admitted.

"It’s fine, you had your reasons" he shrugged. "So what’s your name"?

"Jordin" I looked up. I felt so happy right now I wanted to burst with joy. Which was a different feeling for me at least.

"Well Jordin, I’m Calvin" he said reaching his hand across the table for me to shake. I shook it and was surprised by how firm of a hand shake he had. But if you just looked at him you should have just assumed it.

"Hey" I said smiling still. Whoa. This was different I didn’t really smile this much except for when I was talking to Jamie.

"So how old are you" he asked yet another question.

"Sixteen".

"Nice, I just turned seventeen" he stated simply.

Now it was my turn to ask a question. "What school do you go to?".

"Clementon High" he nodded.

"Oh I am from Morrison" I said.

"Nice…" He hesitated. "Uhm… well my break is over for the day so I will catch you some other time. Maybe I will see you around" he got up smiled and winked at me, leaving.

All I could do was mutter a pitiful "Maybe". Watching him walk away. I felt somewhat better than I had when I first got here, all because of him.
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THIS WAS CHAPTER ONE!!! WOOHOO! THIS WILL NOT STOP ME FROM OTHER STORIES.