The Straight - Edge boy with the Pepsi Tattoo™

This is a story dreamt about. It is about a girl who runs away from England to a place of opportunity, America. But when she gets there things pan out really well. She then crosses paths with a boy but he isn't just a normal ordinary boy, he is special.

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32. Stronger Connection

Every day I see Phil and can't help of thinking of our 'almost moment'. But we are both just so close as the weeks and months fly by. I know him so well that he says that I know him more well than anybody, even his own family. He told me he has two sisters and a brother and they all live together with their mum and dad next door to me. I am happy for him because at least he has a family. I have no envy, as his happiness results to my happiness. Time has just rocketed past me and grade seven has finished. It is now the summer holidays and the weather is absolutely gorgeous. Sadly, the grass in my back yard and even on my front lawn is no longer green, it has just turned to hay. I still regularly water it regardless, but I'm thinking of just leaving it.

Right now it is near the end of summer and I have done quite a lot of things. 'M.A.R.V' have got together a lot of the time and we generally hung out together and did loads of cool things like: Have sleepovers; go to cool places; party hard at teenage clubs; have special V.I.P days and so on. With Phil, we have done plenty of things together. From picnics, to walks in parks, going out to lunch and dinner, getting ice creams and doing loads of fun activities. Not a single day I have been bored at all as I am surrounded by my awesome friends.

It feels like I have been here my entire life. I can never thank fate enough for giving me my life again and now look how amazing and enhanced life is - there is no comparison to before. This is my fantasy of a life and I couldn't have asked for anything more than the qualities of life I have to my privilege everyday. The time when I wake up and know I live for another day full of luxury and enrichment in the simplest things, but they are more than I could ever ask for.

Now it is eighth grade and this is allegedly meant to be the 'easiest' year in high school, and if things get any easier than this, then I am all the more in favour of it! Let it be.

Our first half of the Autumn Term has flown really quickly and we have just been studying throughout really. A lot of the time, me and Phil study together at the open park. We always sit under the same oak tree next to each other and try and revise. It is peaceful and tranquil but sometimes if we end up staying there late then groups of rough-looking people come along and start booting a soccer ball around and it usually is aimed at us. It hasn't ever hit Phil but it has hit me twice - once in the head and once in my face. Both times were embarrassing and painful at the same time, especially when it hit me in the face. I had thought that I had broken my nose, but I got it checked out by the doctors and they said it was fine. I love these times we spend together as they are so special. But I have noticed that we hold hands... and I mean a lot! We do it naturally and don't even really notice, but when we do it intentionally we hold each other's hand tight. We usually leave there at sunset and that is when the skies are exactly like the first time Phil came round my house. We are such good friends and our connection is so strong and it feels so amazing and magical all at the same time.

I have a feeling that someday we might actually end up doing something without thinking and then everyone will have a reason to act all 'lovey-dovey' in front of us and things won't exactly help us any more. It will only attract in more bullies, like flies on a scrap of food. Currently, we are almost at the end of the term just waiting for Christmas Holidays when we no longer have to go to school, because to be honest things are getting pretty boring and not much is happening except for work, work and more work. It's getting tiring. I am slightly worried because I wonder what I will do on Christmas? Who will I spend it with? Everyone will be with their families... except me.

I guess I'll spend it on my own and just stare at the Christmas Tree. I am really going to make an effort this Christmas as I have to buy: a tree, decorations, cards, food, presents, postcards, crackers, lights e.t.c. But any who, I will fling my depression elsewhere and go for a walk because I just want a breath of fresh air.

 

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