Ok, heres the next chapter!! I worked hard on it, hope you like it!!
Chapter Two
(this whole story is pretty much in flashback, but the sequel won’t be just to let you guys know)
When I turned fourteen, my life was turned around, in that movie theater, Nick gave me my first kiss, and ever since then, we were together, at least that’s what he said we would be, until one day.
Flashback
“Whhattt…. What did you say?” I said in a startled voice.
“I just told you, we can’t be together anymore, we have to end it, I have to move to California, and I don’t need you with me,” Nick said with disgust in his voice, probably from the tears cascading down my face.
“Just like that, you don’t want me anymore, fine, I don’t care, go have fun in California, I hope you rot in a pit and die,” I screamed in his face and ran away from him.
“Wait, Nickolle, I…,” Nick yelled back at me, but I didn’t care what he had to say.
I met Nick there, our favorite spot, on the swings at the little playground next to our houses. But little did I know prior before going there, my heart would have shattered in two.
I ran off, towards my house, and by the time I made it, I broke down. I clenched my stomach and sobbed cracking with every single step I took. My life didn’t seem worth living. Some guy could break my heart, just like that, what was wrong with me. Wait, this was the guy who wiped away my first tear, taught me how to whistle, played pranks with, and yelled at on occasion, yet this was the biggest thing that happened to us.
I went up to my room, and tore down all of our pictures, every single on of them, even the one he signed for me, the one that he said if he ever became famous, I would be the first one to have his signature.
I sat down on my soft, fluffy bed, and took the stuffed animal he won for me and ripped its head off, then I turned off my light, and fell asleep in my clothes, with shimmering tears running down my face.
End Flashback
I never really ever got over him, yet it was harder every single day to watch him on TV talking about their current rise to fame. I mean I was proud of them, but Nick said he didn’t want me, so of course I believed him, this was Nick, the one who would only speak the things that were right and true, he wouldn’t lie.
(a/n its kind of like two types of flashbacks, well in the beginning she is 16 and then flashes back to fourteen and then to fourteen again, which is where we will stay until the sequel)
“Nickolle, get down here now, its 7:50!” My mom yelled upstairs, and then pounded on my door and told me to get up or else.
“No, mommy, fifteen more minutes,” I said, half awake, yet half asleep.
“Honey, hate to say this, but you only have ten minutes to get ready,” My mom yelled through the door, and then walked back downstairs to get ready for work.
Crap! I thought in my head, and then threw the covers off of me and ran into my closet, and threw on some random clothes and went to the bathroom, did my hair, and put on barely any makeup.
I had five minutes to spare, and then I finally looked at myself in the mirror, Oh Gosh, I thought in my head. I had on my pants backwards, and I put my shirt on inside out, and it was not matching. After fixing my messed up clothes, I picked up an apple, and ran out the door with my bag in tow.
I pretty much ran to school, and before walking into class, I fixed my blue vest I was wearing, and opened the door, apparently late, no surprise in that.
“Well, Mrs. Fairchild, finally decided to grace us with your prescence today,” said my first period teacher Mr. Archulo.
“Uh, yeah, sorry for being late, I’ll just take my seat,” I said, while pointing to the seat next to my boyfriend Mark.
Mark was captain of the football team, and everyone adored him, he was so sweet and dreamy, every girl had a huge crush on him, yet he was all mine. He asked me to be his girlfriend about five months ago, and not once has he done something he is ashamed of. Yet neither of us said the big L word yet, we weren’t ready for it, and we weren’t like other people who go out with another person for a day and say they love you, love for us was genuine.
“Hey, I was wondering if you were going to make it today,” Mark said, and then gave me one of his killer smiles, which reminded me of someone else’s beautiful smile.
After the boring class was over, Mark and I walked out.
“Hey, I was wondering if you wanted to, you know go to the movies tonight, we can watch any movie you want to, and guess what I’ll pay,” Mark said with a playful voice, and then slipped his hand into mine.
“Oh, sure, like you never paid before,” I said in a sarcastic voice, “Sure, hmm I have no clue which movie to watch, but we can decide when we get there, pick me up?” I asked.
We walked all the way to the edge of the campus, where my next class was, yet Mark’s was right next to our first period, just shows you how much of a gentleman he was. He nodded his golden locks, and gave me a sweet kiss on my cheek and walked away waving.
I waved back and then turned around, just to get hit in the head with the big door separating me from the class I was just about to enter.
“Oh my, Gosh, I’m so so sorry, AHH, I seriously didn’t mean to do that,” the person said in an apologetic voice.