Introduction
"Hi! I'm Jessie!" I told the brown haired, brown eyed cutie in front of me, without knowing our relationship would be such a precious gem in my life, with a white, warming glow surrounded by a dark, painful curse.
"I'm Amanda." Said the timid girl who I would soon learn had the smallest self-esteem and it would hurt more than just her. Okay, not soon, but in the near future.
Amanda, Summer, Brianna, Jessie. That was our group. That was the 3rd grade. This group was supposed to be forever. Boy, has it fallen apart. We all met the first day; Summer met Amanda in the daycare, Summer and I met in gym class, Summer introduced
The Complications of A Breakup by bbrae-fan354, literature
Literature
The Complications of A Breakup
He keeps flipping.
One minute he begs for me back, the next he wants to delete me.
At one point he is apologizing for something I did, the next he is saying he doesn't want to be friends.
I almost want to take him back to reassure him I love him and that we'll be together again someday, but then I remember what others say and what my mother thinks and I have to try to tell him without hurting him that I need time and for him to be around.
I can't hurt him, not after what we've been through, not after what I've done.
So why does he act like a washing machine, twisting and turning and jerking everything around?
He says he doesn't want me,
I wish you knew
I hope you remember those summer days,
When every time we saw a dead dandelion,
We wished their seeds away.
I dream about those memories,
Where all we'd do was fly,
And we'd think of all those stories
Chorus:
I wish you knew,
Of how I feel for you.
I hope you can find,
That you love me too.
You wish I knew,
What to do,
When you want to talk to her,
But honey I can't pay that price.
You dream about that girl,
To be with her as she walks and talks,
And you push away that curl.
You see me with eyes smiling,
Thinking of fun times,
But never knowing that I'm crying.
Chorus:
I wish you knew,
Of how I
Counting Cars n Watching Stars by bbrae-fan354, literature
Literature
Counting Cars n Watching Stars
Counting Cars and Stars
Waiting for the sun to come up, so I can see the bright light
Filling up every shadow, to its full potential.
Waiting for the sun to fill the sky, so everyone can see you cry, cry, cry,
Out with joy.
Every time I see the sun, is when I think of you and our fun,
And every time I watch the moon, I see your face and swoon,
When I see these twinkling stars, I think of us counting cars.
Us counting cars and stars.
Waiting for the moon to rise, so I can see your sparkling eyes,
Filling up with tears, to think of those next years.
Waiting for the moon to reach its peak, so everyone can hear you speak, speak, speak
POLL!!!!!!!!!
If your boyfriend promised to take you to the Halloween Dance yet blew you off, the very day of, and told you "Oh sorry sweetie I can't go," how would you feel?
A) Act OK outside, inside through a tantrum!
B) Throw a GINORMOUS tantrum!
C) Cry and ignore him ALL week
D) Forgive him and at the dance, dance with like, 50, guys.
Introduction
"Hi! I'm Jessie!" I told the brown haired, brown eyed cutie in front of me, without knowing our relationship would be such a precious gem in my life, with a white, warming glow surrounded by a dark, painful curse.
"I'm Amanda." Said the timid girl who I would soon learn had the smallest self-esteem and it would hurt more than just her. Okay, not soon, but in the near future.
Amanda, Summer, Brianna, Jessie. That was our group. That was the 3rd grade. This group was supposed to be forever. Boy, has it fallen apart. We all met the first day; Summer met Amanda in the daycare, Summer and I met in gym class, Summer introduced
The Complications of A Breakup by bbrae-fan354, literature
Literature
The Complications of A Breakup
He keeps flipping.
One minute he begs for me back, the next he wants to delete me.
At one point he is apologizing for something I did, the next he is saying he doesn't want to be friends.
I almost want to take him back to reassure him I love him and that we'll be together again someday, but then I remember what others say and what my mother thinks and I have to try to tell him without hurting him that I need time and for him to be around.
I can't hurt him, not after what we've been through, not after what I've done.
So why does he act like a washing machine, twisting and turning and jerking everything around?
He says he doesn't want me,
I wish you knew
I hope you remember those summer days,
When every time we saw a dead dandelion,
We wished their seeds away.
I dream about those memories,
Where all we'd do was fly,
And we'd think of all those stories
Chorus:
I wish you knew,
Of how I feel for you.
I hope you can find,
That you love me too.
You wish I knew,
What to do,
When you want to talk to her,
But honey I can't pay that price.
You dream about that girl,
To be with her as she walks and talks,
And you push away that curl.
You see me with eyes smiling,
Thinking of fun times,
But never knowing that I'm crying.
Chorus:
I wish you knew,
Of how I
Counting Cars n Watching Stars by bbrae-fan354, literature
Literature
Counting Cars n Watching Stars
Counting Cars and Stars
Waiting for the sun to come up, so I can see the bright light
Filling up every shadow, to its full potential.
Waiting for the sun to fill the sky, so everyone can see you cry, cry, cry,
Out with joy.
Every time I see the sun, is when I think of you and our fun,
And every time I watch the moon, I see your face and swoon,
When I see these twinkling stars, I think of us counting cars.
Us counting cars and stars.
Waiting for the moon to rise, so I can see your sparkling eyes,
Filling up with tears, to think of those next years.
Waiting for the moon to reach its peak, so everyone can hear you speak, speak, speak
POLL!!!!!!!!!
If your boyfriend promised to take you to the Halloween Dance yet blew you off, the very day of, and told you "Oh sorry sweetie I can't go," how would you feel?
A) Act OK outside, inside through a tantrum!
B) Throw a GINORMOUS tantrum!
C) Cry and ignore him ALL week
D) Forgive him and at the dance, dance with like, 50, guys.
LIGHSKINS BELATED B-DAY by bbrae-fan354, literature
Literature
LIGHSKINS BELATED B-DAY
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY LIGHTSKIN!!!!!
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P.S. I DON'T OWN ANYTHING OTHER THAN THIS FANFIC, SO DON'T SUE ME!!!!
(I WISH I OWENED THEM THOUGH, THEN IT WOULD BE A NEVER-ENDING SERIES!!1!!!ONE!)
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(Katara'a POV)
He was just standing there, watching the water...
*I wonder why he's like this.*
Just then he turned towards me and smiled, *he and his smile always make me fluttery, and light-headed*
He opened his arms wanting me to join him. I knew that today was a great day for him, he was finally 16.
I went over and held him close. Nuzzling into his chest. He grew a lot
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