The Memior of Lynn: Junior Year

Lynn is almost done with high school. She just has to make it though the next two years and then she is off to travel the world and explore the wonderful world of college and life outside of Virginia. She thought she had it easy but she must have been horribly wrong because now nothing is going the way that she planned. He mothers cancer returned just when they both thought all of that was out of their lives forever.

Then she meets Adam Wilson. He is nice, listens to her, and is an awesome friend. But then things get more serious and she doesn’t know how to deal with it all.

This is a typical story about a teenage girl finding herself in a confusing place, something that everyone can relate too. I am positive that you all will love it!

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6. December 20, 2011; 6:48 PM

This can’t be happening, Lynn thought to herself as she paced her bedroom, all the lights off accept for the singular, tiny desk lamp that sat along the right hand corner of her desk She has been pacing for what seemed like hours and could not stop thinking about what has gone down about two or three hours prior. She replayed the past afternoon in her head once again and probably for about the millionth time.

“Hey,” she started once getting home after a great day at school. She had spent the whole day thinking about him. Adam. His face. His big, brown eyes. His touch that warmed her body so.

“Go look at my profile.” That was his instant response and many thoughts raced through her mind at a speed she didn’t dare slow down.

“Why?” She asked. He didn’t give her a second to say much else before he replied back.

“Just go to my profile. You need to see something.”          

“Ok, fine.” She did as she was told and then she saw it. It wasn’t as obvious as she wished. It actually took her close to ten or so minutes before she actually saw the atrocity that appeared on the screen before her.

“Adam Wilson is in a relationship.” It couldn’t be. It just couldn’t.

“Well?” She got the message after she realized she had been staring blankly at the screen for a while. She focused back to reality, but when she went to reply back to Adam she really didn’t know what she wanted to say. He mind went blank.

It can’t be, she thought to herself. She didn’t want to overreact because she knew that if she did so that she would scare him off and would probably never talk to him again after today.

“I don’t really know what you expect me to say,” she finally replied back.

“I don’t either.”

“You do know what this means, right?” She replied.

“What?”

“We can’t go to Prom together anymore.”

“Obviously.”

“We probably shouldn’t talk anymore either.”

               “I don’t understand. I thought you would take this well.” How could she possibly take this situation well? Lynn didn’t know how she felt the slightest, but she did know that what she felt was not happiness.

               “I think that is best.”

               “Wait.”

               “What?” If this conversation were in person, face to face, she would probably be inches from his face in anger. It was at that moment that she thought of Dragonfest. After eating dinner at the Pizza place across the street, they spent their whole night cuddled together as if to keep warm, considering the low temperature.

               “We can’t till talk. We just can’t talk like we usually do.” She knew what he meant. He was talking about the flirting, the constant, but passionate, bickering that was passed back and forth between the two. That is what she liked about Adam. She liked that she could flirt with him all she wanted because he was hers. And she was his.

               Or at least she thought that was the case.

               I guess I was just imagining it all, she thought.

               “No. I have to go now.”

               “Fine. Bye.” And at that she was off the computer, pacing her room with all the lights off except for that singular, tiny desk lamp.

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