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Roxie POV
I start to cry all over again. Man why was I like that just over not talking to Bently. I walk out the door and to my car. I go to Bently’s house. I go up to his front door and knock. He answers the door on the 8th beat.
“Hey Roxie what you doing here?”
“I had a fight with my boyfriend.”
“You have a boyfriend? You never told me that.”
“I never go around to it I guess.”
“Wait is it that Trace dude that I talked to earlier?”
“Yes.”
“He wouldn’t let me talk to you.”
“Ya I kinda got mad at him about that. That’s why we got into a fight.”
“You mean you got into a fight over me.”
“Umm yes.” now that he’s says it like that it sounds stupid.
“Do you want me to go and talk to him?”
“No he’s a little sensitive to you right now.”
“Is there anything that I can do?”
“Yea you can give me a hug.”
“I think that’s doable.” he said opening his arms and I walk over to him and we just hug.
When he lets go I have goose bumps.
“Hahaha Trace never gives me goose bumps weird.”
“Different affects for different people..”
“I guess.”
“Would you like to go to my room?”
“Umm…depends what are we going to do in your room.”
“Strictly talking only and nothing more.”
“Good cause I need a listener.”
We start for his room.
“You have a really beautiful home.”
“Thanks my mom is a decorator.”
“Hmmm…I wonder what your room looks like?”
“You will just have to wait until we get there.”
“Ooooooo the suspense is killing me.” I said trying to hold back my laugh. As we go down the stairs to the basement where is room is. I fail to see a step and fall and hit my head on the railing. It would be a laughing matter but my head is bleeding. Bently turns around and sees the blood and flips out.
“OMYGOD…are you ok?”
“My head hurts.”
“I imagine. Can you walk?”
“Yea.” I say. I straighten up. I’m guess I moved to fast cause I got all lighted headed and the room starts to spend.
“Let me help you.”
He puts his arm around my waist we head to his room.
“There’s a bathroom connected to my room.”
When we step into his room I am taken back. It’s clean. His walls are black but with glow in the dark swirls. He has a see through desk top. With of course a computer. His bed is king size. With a purple and black comforter that was girlie but with him it is all man. He takes me to the bathroom. It’s bright yellow. I sit up on the counter so we are at eye level.
“K. lets see that booboo.” He gently pulls my hair away and lightly touches it. I quince.
“It’s bad but you don’t need to see a doctor or stitches.”
“Ya thank goodness.”
He picks me up and puts me on the floor.
“Wow I really like your room.”
“You do.”
“Ya it’s different.”
“Like in a good way or in a bad way different.”
“Definitely good way.”
“Good cause I don’t want to be weird.”
“Hahaha know you weird I don’t think you could pull weird off.” I say with a laugh.
“You’re right.”
We walk over to his bed and sit down.
“You skate board?” I said looking at his board in the corner.
“Yea.”
“You any good?”
“I would say I’m good. I’m not the next Tony Hawk or Ryan Sheckler but yah. Do you skate board?” he asks me.
“Umm sort of.”
“What do you mean sort of?”
“As you can tell I’m not the most balanced person there for it’s hard for me to skate board.”
“Ah.”
I stand up and walk around.
“I wanna show you something.” he says dragging me back to his bed.
“What?”
“Just wait a sec.”
He shuts his curtains. Then the lights and it’s pitch black except for the glow in the dark swirls. He comes back and sits by me.
“Wow now that is different but in a totally good way.”
“Ya I think it’s cool.”
“Me to very manly.”
“I know right.”
He turns to me and slowly kisses me. Man! He’s a good kisser but it’s wrong.
“WOW! What was that for?”
“I don’t know I just went with the moment.”
“It did but you shouldn’t have done it.”
“But you are fighting with Trace and it sounds like you are going to break up.”
“Well just because we are fighting doesn’t mean that we will break up.”
“Ok well you don’t have to get all mad about it!”
“Well you’re talking about Trace and I care for him and he cares about me.” I said standing up.
“I’m sorry will you please forgive me.”
“Only if you promise not to do that again.”
“What if you want me to.”
“When you put it like that just ask.”
“Ok I promise not to kiss you unless I ask.”
“What do you wanna do now.”
“Ah I know this perfect place.”
“It better not be a dark ally.”
“No it’s not.”
“K lets go then.”
When we get to the car he puts a silky scarf or something.
“What’s this for?”
“So it’ll be a surprise.”
I start to cry all over again. Man why was I like that just over not talking to Bently. I walk out the door and to my car. I go to Bently’s house. I go up to his front door and knock. He answers the door on the 8th beat.
“Hey Roxie what you doing here?”
“I had a fight with my boyfriend.”
“You have a boyfriend? You never told me that.”
“I never go around to it I guess.”
“Wait is it that Trace dude that I talked to earlier?”
“Yes.”
“He wouldn’t let me talk to you.”
“Ya I kinda got mad at him about that. That’s why we got into a fight.”
“You mean you got into a fight over me.”
“Umm yes.” now that he’s says it like that it sounds stupid.
“Do you want me to go and talk to him?”
“No he’s a little sensitive to you right now.”
“Is there anything that I can do?”
“Yea you can give me a hug.”
“I think that’s doable.” he said opening his arms and I walk over to him and we just hug.
When he lets go I have goose bumps.
“Hahaha Trace never gives me goose bumps weird.”
“Different affects for different people..”
“I guess.”
“Would you like to go to my room?”
“Umm…depends what are we going to do in your room.”
“Strictly talking only and nothing more.”
“Good cause I need a listener.”
We start for his room.
“You have a really beautiful home.”
“Thanks my mom is a decorator.”
“Hmmm…I wonder what your room looks like?”
“You will just have to wait until we get there.”
“Ooooooo the suspense is killing me.” I said trying to hold back my laugh. As we go down the stairs to the basement where is room is. I fail to see a step and fall and hit my head on the railing. It would be a laughing matter but my head is bleeding. Bently turns around and sees the blood and flips out.
“OMYGOD…are you ok?”
“My head hurts.”
“I imagine. Can you walk?”
“Yea.” I say. I straighten up. I’m guess I moved to fast cause I got all lighted headed and the room starts to spend.
“Let me help you.”
He puts his arm around my waist we head to his room.
“There’s a bathroom connected to my room.”
When we step into his room I am taken back. It’s clean. His walls are black but with glow in the dark swirls. He has a see through desk top. With of course a computer. His bed is king size. With a purple and black comforter that was girlie but with him it is all man. He takes me to the bathroom. It’s bright yellow. I sit up on the counter so we are at eye level.
“K. lets see that booboo.” He gently pulls my hair away and lightly touches it. I quince.
“It’s bad but you don’t need to see a doctor or stitches.”
“Ya thank goodness.”
He picks me up and puts me on the floor.
“Wow I really like your room.”
“You do.”
“Ya it’s different.”
“Like in a good way or in a bad way different.”
“Definitely good way.”
“Good cause I don’t want to be weird.”
“Hahaha know you weird I don’t think you could pull weird off.” I say with a laugh.
“You’re right.”
We walk over to his bed and sit down.
“You skate board?” I said looking at his board in the corner.
“Yea.”
“You any good?”
“I would say I’m good. I’m not the next Tony Hawk or Ryan Sheckler but yah. Do you skate board?” he asks me.
“Umm sort of.”
“What do you mean sort of?”
“As you can tell I’m not the most balanced person there for it’s hard for me to skate board.”
“Ah.”
I stand up and walk around.
“I wanna show you something.” he says dragging me back to his bed.
“What?”
“Just wait a sec.”
He shuts his curtains. Then the lights and it’s pitch black except for the glow in the dark swirls. He comes back and sits by me.
“Wow now that is different but in a totally good way.”
“Ya I think it’s cool.”
“Me to very manly.”
“I know right.”
He turns to me and slowly kisses me. Man! He’s a good kisser but it’s wrong.
“WOW! What was that for?”
“I don’t know I just went with the moment.”
“It did but you shouldn’t have done it.”
“But you are fighting with Trace and it sounds like you are going to break up.”
“Well just because we are fighting doesn’t mean that we will break up.”
“Ok well you don’t have to get all mad about it!”
“Well you’re talking about Trace and I care for him and he cares about me.” I said standing up.
“I’m sorry will you please forgive me.”
“Only if you promise not to do that again.”
“What if you want me to.”
“When you put it like that just ask.”
“Ok I promise not to kiss you unless I ask.”
“What do you wanna do now.”
“Ah I know this perfect place.”
“It better not be a dark ally.”
“No it’s not.”
“K lets go then.”
When we get to the car he puts a silky scarf or something.
“What’s this for?”
“So it’ll be a surprise.”
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