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- Story Listed as: True Life For Teens
- Theme: Love stories / Romance
- Subject: Childhood / Youth
- Published: 10/21/2015
Love Sucks
It was February 25th, 2011, as I woke up to start my day. I heard the roaring sound of my alarm which frightened me. I quickly got up and turned the alarm off, wiping my weary eyes. I’m struck with joy because that was my first day of being back at Overhills Middle School. I spent most of my eighth grade year at West Lee Middle School in Sanford North Carolina, but my original school was Overhills. I was all ready for school, got dressed, brushed my teeth, and washed my face, and ate breakfast. As I waited for my bus at my bus stop I saw my best friend Donyale Harding. He asked, “Why are you smiling so much?” With joy, I answered, “Because I get to see my friends that I haven't seen in a year!”
The bus pulled up and its a different bus from what I rode my seventh grade year, getting on the bus I saw some people I knew and some people I don’t. Barely anyone rode the bus. When I got to school I was so confused about where to go so I went to the office for some assistance. The bell rung and as the bell rung my guidance counselor came to me and asked for my name. I told her my name and she took me to her office. She typed up some information then, told me to follow her. She told me that this class was my homeroom and my teacher’s name is Mrs. V. Her name was too difficult to spell or say so we all called her Mrs. V she was my english teacher, as I walked in the class some people giggled and cheered because they missed me. She told the class that my name was ‘RJ’.
After thirty minutes of quietness the bell rung and Mrs. V told me to go to the class next door. The teacher’s name was Mr. Russom. He was my math teacher and also the baseball coach. Sixty minutes went by in his class my head was on my desk with my eyes closed. Out of nowhere the bell rung and I jumped up grabbed my stuff and stood in the hall waiting for someone to tell me where to go. Mrs. V saw me standing in the hall clueless so she walked over and said, “This is your class right here.” I thanked her for not letting me stand in the middle of the hall looking like a idiot. My third period was history with Ms. John, she was around her middle twenties, very young, and funny. That was my favorite class. I knew almost everybody in that class it was so much fun. When it time to go to fourth, I was happy and ready for it. Then came Mrs. V’s english class. It was difficult, she was nice, but the stuff we we’re reading was so hard.
After a month of the same boring classes on March 25, 2011, I was sitting in homeroom very sleepy. Mrs. V handed me my new schedule, which was weird because I didn't ask to change my classes. All my classes were the same except my fourth, it was science with Ms. Hardaway. I had no idea who she was, apparently her room was across the hall from Mrs. V’s room. I went along with my day until it came to fourth period. I was so nervous to enter.When I did, I saw so many people then I turned left and saw the most beautiful girl my eyes have ever seen. My mouth opened surprised to see so much beauty in one person. Our eyes connected, she was just smiling at me and I was just looking at a idiot wondering who this beautiful girl is then all of a sudden my friend Taylor came and patted me on the back. He said, “Let me show you around.” I followed him to where his partner was sitting, who was his girlfriend, Taylor and his girlfriend were sitting beside her. I was so nervous to say anything I just sat there.
Ms. Hardaway said, “Get back in your groups and work on the group project” except for me because I was new. Taylor and his girlfriend, Carson, introduced me to Kayla. Our eyes connected again and I don't know why staring into those blue eyes just got me smiling but I had a huge Joker smile on my face. After talking to her for two weeks we became really close and one day in class, the teacher left for ten minutes. I walked over to her, got on one knee, looked her in the eyes, and said “will you be my girlfriend?” I thought it would be better to ask her face to face instead of a note because I would feel pathetic doing it by note or text. She said “yes”. At first I was so struck with joy I couldn’t say anything, I was just staring into her eyes. Taylor had to come move me back to my seat and the whole time I was just thinking about her. Taylor and I finished our work within the last fifteen minutes of class. The bell rang, I quickly packed up my stuff, ran over to Kayla and waited for her to get her items packed. We walked out of the classroom holding hands and as we were walking to her homeroom my friend came and gave me a high five and Kayla laughed and I just smiled.
Kayla and I got to her homeroom so I gave her a great big hug and walked to my homeroom “We have to spend thirty minutes in homeroom and then I can see her again”, I said in my head. Throughout homeroom I was thinking about her. The bell rang to let us all out for the buses and I skipped out of the classroom to see Kayla. We met at her homeroom and I hugged her and held her hand as we walked to the buses. She was laughing so much because of the jokes I made. We were great, always made each other laugh, which before I met her I barely laughed or talk but she got me to talk all the time, she was able to get me to show my true self and let my feelings out.
Some days during fourth period all the eighth graders would get to go outside so we can relax and have fun. During these times Kayla and I would just race, walk around, and talk to friends. My life was so unbearable but dating her made me more social, happy, and I was able to communicate to people, not just the people I normally talked to. After three weeks of having her as my wonderful girlfriend she broke up with me. I was so devastated for a long time so I didn't talk to barely anyone, only my close friends, and every time I saw her I would choke up a little and I got so close to crying because I had lost her. The rest of the year it was just me and my three friends, I didn’t like anyone else. Fourth period was so awkward for me because some days I would just glance at her and smile a little because I just remember all the good times we have had together.
All I could think about was her during class and taking the EOGs. I passed the EOGs though and then came graduation from the eighth grade. She looked so beautiful in that red dress and she looked incredible during graduation. I would just look at her as they called her name to get her diploma and I had a huge smile on my face just from looking at her.
Freshman year of high school we didn't talk because we never saw each other but then came sophomore year, second semester. We had the same third period. The first day with her was really fun, we laughed and flirted a little but the semester went by and she had a terrible boyfriend whose name was Devin. I hated him because of how he treated her. By the end of the semester we became really close, we liked each other a lot, you could say we loved each other after all we have been through.
Over the summer we kept talking we also video chatted. We would video chat all night even though her and Devin were still dating. We still had feelings for each other, but wouldn't date because I said it wouldn't be fair to Devin. As I waited patiently for her and Devin to break up she told me they had got into a bad argument. I had no idea they broke up, but three weeks later it was Labor Day and she had another boyfriend. I was so heartbroken when she introduced us to each other. I really felt like giving up on her and my brain and friends were telling me to let her go and move on; but my heart was telling me out of all of the people I have met in my life, she was the only one to actually bring me happiness, the only one to bring my heart out, and that I shouldn’t let go because I just know that someday in the future I will look back and think I should have kept her. After three weeks we were finally able to talk alone. It was September 25, 2014 at seven o’clock in the morning. I told her to meet me upstairs which she did and I took her around a corner and I told her my feelings.
After I got finished telling her how I felt, she told me that she does love me with all of her heart, how she will do anything for me, that she will take a bullet any day for me. Kayla told me that she is just scared to date me again, after her and I broke up a lot of horrible things started happening to her. But the worse of it all is I promised her that I would never ignore her or stop talking to her but after she broke my heart thats exactly what I did. Out of all the things that happened to her like almost being raped by her teacher, me not talking to her was the worst and she’s just scared that it will happen again. Over the past three years I have been meaner than ever to people all because of the pain I suffered that horrible day. I was hurt but now that she has told me she will date me but she’s scared what will happen if we break up somehow got me happy.
Just me knowing that we will be together again just brightens up my heart I’m always smiling so I have decided when the time comes for me to prove to her that I won’t make the same mistake again I will kiss her. That kiss will be my first kiss and it will be special I will make sure of
Love Sucks(Robert Johnson)
Love Sucks
It was February 25th, 2011, as I woke up to start my day. I heard the roaring sound of my alarm which frightened me. I quickly got up and turned the alarm off, wiping my weary eyes. I’m struck with joy because that was my first day of being back at Overhills Middle School. I spent most of my eighth grade year at West Lee Middle School in Sanford North Carolina, but my original school was Overhills. I was all ready for school, got dressed, brushed my teeth, and washed my face, and ate breakfast. As I waited for my bus at my bus stop I saw my best friend Donyale Harding. He asked, “Why are you smiling so much?” With joy, I answered, “Because I get to see my friends that I haven't seen in a year!”
The bus pulled up and its a different bus from what I rode my seventh grade year, getting on the bus I saw some people I knew and some people I don’t. Barely anyone rode the bus. When I got to school I was so confused about where to go so I went to the office for some assistance. The bell rung and as the bell rung my guidance counselor came to me and asked for my name. I told her my name and she took me to her office. She typed up some information then, told me to follow her. She told me that this class was my homeroom and my teacher’s name is Mrs. V. Her name was too difficult to spell or say so we all called her Mrs. V she was my english teacher, as I walked in the class some people giggled and cheered because they missed me. She told the class that my name was ‘RJ’.
After thirty minutes of quietness the bell rung and Mrs. V told me to go to the class next door. The teacher’s name was Mr. Russom. He was my math teacher and also the baseball coach. Sixty minutes went by in his class my head was on my desk with my eyes closed. Out of nowhere the bell rung and I jumped up grabbed my stuff and stood in the hall waiting for someone to tell me where to go. Mrs. V saw me standing in the hall clueless so she walked over and said, “This is your class right here.” I thanked her for not letting me stand in the middle of the hall looking like a idiot. My third period was history with Ms. John, she was around her middle twenties, very young, and funny. That was my favorite class. I knew almost everybody in that class it was so much fun. When it time to go to fourth, I was happy and ready for it. Then came Mrs. V’s english class. It was difficult, she was nice, but the stuff we we’re reading was so hard.
After a month of the same boring classes on March 25, 2011, I was sitting in homeroom very sleepy. Mrs. V handed me my new schedule, which was weird because I didn't ask to change my classes. All my classes were the same except my fourth, it was science with Ms. Hardaway. I had no idea who she was, apparently her room was across the hall from Mrs. V’s room. I went along with my day until it came to fourth period. I was so nervous to enter.When I did, I saw so many people then I turned left and saw the most beautiful girl my eyes have ever seen. My mouth opened surprised to see so much beauty in one person. Our eyes connected, she was just smiling at me and I was just looking at a idiot wondering who this beautiful girl is then all of a sudden my friend Taylor came and patted me on the back. He said, “Let me show you around.” I followed him to where his partner was sitting, who was his girlfriend, Taylor and his girlfriend were sitting beside her. I was so nervous to say anything I just sat there.
Ms. Hardaway said, “Get back in your groups and work on the group project” except for me because I was new. Taylor and his girlfriend, Carson, introduced me to Kayla. Our eyes connected again and I don't know why staring into those blue eyes just got me smiling but I had a huge Joker smile on my face. After talking to her for two weeks we became really close and one day in class, the teacher left for ten minutes. I walked over to her, got on one knee, looked her in the eyes, and said “will you be my girlfriend?” I thought it would be better to ask her face to face instead of a note because I would feel pathetic doing it by note or text. She said “yes”. At first I was so struck with joy I couldn’t say anything, I was just staring into her eyes. Taylor had to come move me back to my seat and the whole time I was just thinking about her. Taylor and I finished our work within the last fifteen minutes of class. The bell rang, I quickly packed up my stuff, ran over to Kayla and waited for her to get her items packed. We walked out of the classroom holding hands and as we were walking to her homeroom my friend came and gave me a high five and Kayla laughed and I just smiled.
Kayla and I got to her homeroom so I gave her a great big hug and walked to my homeroom “We have to spend thirty minutes in homeroom and then I can see her again”, I said in my head. Throughout homeroom I was thinking about her. The bell rang to let us all out for the buses and I skipped out of the classroom to see Kayla. We met at her homeroom and I hugged her and held her hand as we walked to the buses. She was laughing so much because of the jokes I made. We were great, always made each other laugh, which before I met her I barely laughed or talk but she got me to talk all the time, she was able to get me to show my true self and let my feelings out.
Some days during fourth period all the eighth graders would get to go outside so we can relax and have fun. During these times Kayla and I would just race, walk around, and talk to friends. My life was so unbearable but dating her made me more social, happy, and I was able to communicate to people, not just the people I normally talked to. After three weeks of having her as my wonderful girlfriend she broke up with me. I was so devastated for a long time so I didn't talk to barely anyone, only my close friends, and every time I saw her I would choke up a little and I got so close to crying because I had lost her. The rest of the year it was just me and my three friends, I didn’t like anyone else. Fourth period was so awkward for me because some days I would just glance at her and smile a little because I just remember all the good times we have had together.
All I could think about was her during class and taking the EOGs. I passed the EOGs though and then came graduation from the eighth grade. She looked so beautiful in that red dress and she looked incredible during graduation. I would just look at her as they called her name to get her diploma and I had a huge smile on my face just from looking at her.
Freshman year of high school we didn't talk because we never saw each other but then came sophomore year, second semester. We had the same third period. The first day with her was really fun, we laughed and flirted a little but the semester went by and she had a terrible boyfriend whose name was Devin. I hated him because of how he treated her. By the end of the semester we became really close, we liked each other a lot, you could say we loved each other after all we have been through.
Over the summer we kept talking we also video chatted. We would video chat all night even though her and Devin were still dating. We still had feelings for each other, but wouldn't date because I said it wouldn't be fair to Devin. As I waited patiently for her and Devin to break up she told me they had got into a bad argument. I had no idea they broke up, but three weeks later it was Labor Day and she had another boyfriend. I was so heartbroken when she introduced us to each other. I really felt like giving up on her and my brain and friends were telling me to let her go and move on; but my heart was telling me out of all of the people I have met in my life, she was the only one to actually bring me happiness, the only one to bring my heart out, and that I shouldn’t let go because I just know that someday in the future I will look back and think I should have kept her. After three weeks we were finally able to talk alone. It was September 25, 2014 at seven o’clock in the morning. I told her to meet me upstairs which she did and I took her around a corner and I told her my feelings.
After I got finished telling her how I felt, she told me that she does love me with all of her heart, how she will do anything for me, that she will take a bullet any day for me. Kayla told me that she is just scared to date me again, after her and I broke up a lot of horrible things started happening to her. But the worse of it all is I promised her that I would never ignore her or stop talking to her but after she broke my heart thats exactly what I did. Out of all the things that happened to her like almost being raped by her teacher, me not talking to her was the worst and she’s just scared that it will happen again. Over the past three years I have been meaner than ever to people all because of the pain I suffered that horrible day. I was hurt but now that she has told me she will date me but she’s scared what will happen if we break up somehow got me happy.
Just me knowing that we will be together again just brightens up my heart I’m always smiling so I have decided when the time comes for me to prove to her that I won’t make the same mistake again I will kiss her. That kiss will be my first kiss and it will be special I will make sure of
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