Sorrows of Hopes of Tomorrow

Will Rosemary find her confidence and ignore the bad comments or will she continue building up walls, hiding herself from the layers of clothes she wears?
Rosemary was just a normal girl moving into a new city until bad finds her. Mason was those typical jocks at school.
-Has girls swarming him
-Good looks
-Popular, obviously.
But when they both meet they're put to the test.
(In a few reading sites. Copyrighted ©iHasMuffin)


8. Chapter 7.


Chapter 7


Eek. Sorry I haven’t post a chapter for a long time! D: I have many excused but it will just bore ya.  Anyways, hope you enjoy this chapter! Arabella + Taylor chappy.

Feel free to comment my mistakes.  


It’s the next day and guess what day it is?!



It’s the weekend! I am so exhausted from school work, even though I’m a straight A student and enjoy school but I need my break. Do you know what else today is?

It’s another day to tutor Taylor…

Taylor, Taylor, Taylor…

After I’m done complaining, I finally have the urge to get up. I go to the kitchen and think about whether I should eat or not. I then decide to eat. I grab a muffin and banana and then I go sit and watch an episode of Adventure Time since there’s nothing else to watch and ‘cause I just love the show.

I went to go change into  my normal clothes, which is a band t-shirt, a pair of jeans, and my military jacket since it’s getting cold for some reason, and to top the whole outfit off, I put on a pair of all black converse. Before I walk out the door, I text Taylor about me going to the store so if he arrives early then he would know where I am. I then head out and grab my keys.

I walk to the grocery store to get two gallons of milk, since I ran out. I totally forgot about the milk after the talk with Taylor. While walking to the store, I saw an old lady smacking her cane at a stop sign yelling, “YOU’RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!”.

I watched her for a full minute then continued walking to the fabulous store for my fabulous milk to pour on my fabulous cereal.

I arrived to the store and walked to the aisle where all the dairy products are. I picked the best looking and not expired milk then walk to the cashier. After paying for the milk, I go and wander off downtown. I try looking for the only bookstore in my city, since I’ve reading the same book for ages.

I finally stumble upon the bookstore, so I walk in (obviously). I look, and look for a book to read, until I found a book  about stars and planets, astronomy basically. I then continue to look and I find a book that has all of shakespeare's poems. I grab it immediately and I continue to search for more. Then I stumble upon the person that will less likely be here.


“Taylor, what are you doing here?” I asked him.

“You said you were going to be at the bookstore, so I decided to keep you company. I was also really bored.” he said.

“Okay then.” I said as I struggle to hold the 2 plastic bags of gallons of milk.

“Do you need help?..” offers Taylor.

“No”, I sarcastically said. “I’m only trying to look like I’m struggling to get another person attention but you’re in front of me so sure. Of course I need help your help!”  

Taylor then grabs the bags and carries them to the checkout office. After buying my two wonderful book, I tell Taylor he can leave and meet me at my house, but he insist on driving me home. I hesitantly said yes.

We drive in awkward silence until he offers me to turn on the radio. I turn the radio on to the alternative radio since that’s the only radio station I listen to.  Then I notice that Everlong by Foo Fighters was playing on the radio and they’re one of my favorite bands.

“Hey, that’s one of my favorite songs!” I said with a smile.

“You like the Foo Fighters?” he asked.

“Yeah, they’re one of my favorite bands. Why, do you like them?” I asked him.

“Yeah. I remember my dad playing them when I was a kid” he said with joy.

“My dad would do it too, except it was more with Nirvana and Pink Floyd. He’s definitely a rocker. That was until he left me and my mom” I said with sorrow.

“I’m sorry.” he said apologetically.

“It’s fine. You don’t have to apologise. It wasn’t your fault” I said.

We arrive at my home and I start to tutor Taylor.  I first tutored him with math and now I’m currently tutoring him with history.

“When was the new nation born?” I asked across the table, since I still don’t feel comfortable sitting next to him. He opened his mouth to probably say the answer but he closed it, looking like he’s deep in thought about what he was about to say. I stand up and grabbed the expo marker off the table to write something on my large whiteboard until he replied:


“When was the new nation born?” I asked him again.

“ I can’t hear you. You need to come closer” he said.

“Fine!”,  I said in an angry tone. I walked over to him and sat next to him. Not too close but close enough so he can hear me. I looked at him and he scoots closer to me and it makes feel really uncomfortable.

“What was the question again?” he asked.

“When was the new-”  I said for the third time but he then cuts me off by putting his lips on mine.


TA-DA! c;
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