LOGINDavid was thrilled to have a brother, but when he found out Patrick was an ass, the only thing they did was play basketball or football and exchange greetings. Patrick mom passed away when we were in the eighth grade, she died of breast cancer. The news of her death caused consternation among all of us at Oxford high, even the people that didn't like him felt bad. Patrick and I became friends at the time, and I felt bad for the guy. But after weeks went by he got over it and went back to his normal ass like self. "He's back" I remembered Ruth say
We caught him teasing, Daniel felix for being fat. And surprisingly, daniel lost a lot of weight in the 11th grade
We were at the parking lot, the basketball players bid Christ goodbye, Ruth began to search her bag for the bottles of captain Jack we got from the store, when she got them out she gave a loud, "sound!" But in a Sharpay Evans kind of way. She began to pour some in the blue cup, she took from her house.
"Here ya go Nate." she passed the blue cup to me, I could smell the almighty goodness, I smiled and I muttered a 'thank you' I began to gulp from it. She slightly poured some for christ, christ eyes weren't fixed at his girlfriend, but at the heavenly goodness called captain Jack. "Here you go, christ." She gave christ his cup.
"Thanks, sweetie." as he was about to take from the delicious alcoholic drink, we weren't supposed to actually drink, he stopped and he raised his head and looked at me and my best friend. "You guys didn't steal these bottles did you?"
"Whaaaaaaat?" Ruth and I said in unison lying in a bad way.
"Come on guys I know you did," he said to us again.
"We didn't." Ruth and I said in unison again.
Ruth sighed and then he looked down at his drink, he looked back at us "I know you stole it cause every time you start lying, you say the same thing at the same time."
"Okay, fine!" Ruth yelled out, like someone who was in pain "we stole them, you happy?"
Christ rolled his eyes and he shook his head. I could tell what went through his head. What kind of friends do I have?
"Ok, you guys promise me you're not gonna steal captain Jack anymore."
"Okay!" Ruth and I say.
"Lemme guess, you guys are crossing your fingers, aren't you?" He asked and Ruth and I looked at each other in surprise.
"What the fuck Fuller?" Ruth said filled with ejaculation, "we just knew you last year and you already know me and my best friend's secrets" she slightly hits his shoulder.
"What? Shouldn't I know everything about you two?"
"You can." I said, spinning my drink with my finger, "but don't know too much. "There was a slight pause, Ruth tilted her head, she stared at christ, smiling.
"I'm sorry about that." He said.
"Don't be," Ruth and I said in unison. We looked at each other than at Nate and we smiled.
"Y'all are crazy," he said, sipping from his captain jack, we began to laugh.
The first time christ arrived at Oxford high, I had a huge crush on him. I was the one who showed him around the school, I didn't tell Ruth I had a crush on him cause I saw the both of them flirting with each other. He's straight. I could remember saying to myself. I felt sad, stupid, and heartbroken. But I was happy for ruth, and now we were just friends.
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Ruth and I were at her house, she wanted me to pick what to wear for the pep rally, I wondered why cause, one: I'm bad at picking outfits, especially if they're for girls and two: Ruth a cheerleader and the only thing she was supposed to wear was her uniform.
Ruth wasn't the solitary type, her and solitude wasn't really her thing, not like she was scared of being alone. She just loved the company of the ones she loved, especially mine.
"Well, my mom's at Mrs. Ben house, and my dad has been at work as always." She said, not acting surprised about it.
"And your brother's at college," I said, she froze with the fridge wide open, a bottle of water in her hand and she looked at me.
"Don't tell me you still have a crush on my brother?" she said.
"ruth that was ages ago, besides, I told you before, love's overrated."
"No you're overrated, just because you've had your heart broken so many times in the past, doesn't mean you should give up." She began to sip from her bottled water.
"Ruth, can we drop this?" I asked her, cause I really felt uncomfortable talking about stuff like that. She looked at me with an ejaculating look on her face.
"Fine, let's head upstairs before the pep rally starts. You know I love you, right?"
"Of course" She ran over to me and pecked me on my cheek and then she did the most annoying thing I never thought she'd do in thirteen years.
"The last one to get to the room is a Bryce Walker" she ran upstairs, I just stood in awe of her childish behavior, I shrugged cause I knew I would never rape a girl in my life, even if I was straight I'd never do shit like that.
I ambled upstairs to her room, and she was already in her bra. I had seen Ruth half-naked a couple of times, she wasn't worried because she knew I was the only guy who wouldn't get turned on once I saw her naked. But guys like Patrick and christ would definitely get turned on once they saw ruth in just her bra.
I wondered why Christians saw that as a bad thing. I'm attracted to guys and I see all girls as my sisters, I respect all women. Do they want me to turn straight so I could disrespect them?
In case you were wondering, and you're dying of curiosity. Yes, Ruth had lost her Virginity, she did it with Christ. They wanted it to be cute and romantic, they did it at his house when Christ's mom and stepfather traveled to Paris for a little couple's trip. Patrick was at Dean's house (his best friend) who is really stupid by the way.
She said it was wonderful because it was nice, quick and uninterrupted. Her words, not mine, I couldn't help but be happy for her. And that's what I've always done, be happy, for her.
"Okay," she said as she began to adjust her ponytail. " Let's do this Grayson!" Ruth would have driven to school with the squad but the truth of the matter was, she hated them. She didn't like them because she felt like they lost their confidence going after pigs like Patrick Kingsley, which was true. Don't get me wrong patrick a cute guy, but if only he wasn't a presumptuous ass hat, who knows maybe I... Definitely wouldn't have fallen for him, like I said Love sucks, and besides, he was straight.
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ALIS P.O.VI looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was 3:30. I never did ask Matthew what time my shift is finished. The only thing he did tell me was that I would start work at 7:30. Ugh! I wonder if I'll have enough time to get ready for the party Im going to with Mark tonight. I mean...I still have to meet up with Dillion at his house to help him and his sister Dina move their stuff to my apartment.
Daisy found nobody in the room and the door was also closed. She was feeling dizzy and weak but still while staggering she managed to stand up from the bed. Taking slow careful steps, she started walking towards the door, supporting the bed. She was feeling that suddenly her body started feeling heavy. Even walking was difficult for her. The gown, she was wearing was not of her size. It was a little loose but she felt comfortable in it.S
"Sixty-third. Sixty-third." Andrea Myles squinted through oversized sunglasses as she wedged the Crown Vic through New York traffic. "We're here. And I didn't say Anna was weird. I said she was unconventional."Crook Kingsman struggled to keep the growl out of his voice. "Some kind of psychic, isn't she? Anna Dumain. Sounds like a television tarot reader.""She's not a tarot reader." Andy braked and slipped into a rare parking space alongside Central park. "She's a scientist who studies... unusual things. She and her two cousins. They're like private investigators."Crooks gut tightened at Andy's I'm-holding-a-few-things-back tone. "And?" "And she's my friend, so you better be nice to her." "And?" He drummed his fingers on two thin, unmarked folders stacked between them on the Crown Vics seat.
Sebastián regresó a la habitación para acompañar a su hijo, empezó a hablarle mientras el niño permanecía inconsciente, diciéndole —Te amo hijo. Perdóname por haberte castigado sin razón. Perdóname por no saber acercarme a tí y por no poder decirteque estoy muy orgulloso de ti, como no estarlo, con un hijo que toca el violín desde los tres años, conoce y habla más de cuatro idiomas con menos de seis años, es campeón infantil de competencias automovilísticas, maneja el computador y sus programas mejor que yo —manifestó con una sonrisa—me muestra mis errores esperando que los corrija, me deja sin palabras con su fluidez. Prometo no volver a juzgarte sin oírte. Soy imperfecto Taddeo, me equivoco y lamentablemente no hay un manual que me indique como ser un buen padre, se