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Okay, it was last Friday. It was TNO night and everything, right? Ya, so I was having fun with Julie and Amy. Well, me and Julie got seperated from Amy on the dance floor so we just kept dancing and junk, thinking she wouldn't freak out.
... but she did.
And apparently she was freaking mad at us. So, me and Julie decided to plot out how we'd get her to talk to us and become all un-mad.
Needless to say we were very unsucessful. Once we were standing facing towards a corner next to a pop machine Julie was trying to come up with a story that would make her want to be un-mad at us. But I was just kinda spacing out, looking at the floor.
I said "Hey, Julie, look , there's a yellow skittle on the floor!!!"
She hit me because we were supposed to look sad that amy was mad at us. That made me laugh and smile even more.
We relocated where there were no yellow skittles on the ground. We were in clear view of her. She could see us and we could see her. Parfait spot, non?
I asked Julie what she think Amy'd do if she saw one of us crying. Promptly after that being said she started pinching me. I still have a large bruise. But the pinching didn't help. I turned around to face the wall as Julie coached me to cry.
"I died! The bus ran me over and I'm dead!" Julie said. I started cracking up.
So there's this guy Il-Elle on my bus that sits in front of that we've become rather obsessed with.
"Il-Elle was hit too."
I started crying. But I had already thinking of things like Amy staying mad, or everyone of my friends killed. Not happy ideas.
But you see, I don't like people seeing me cry. So I quickly wiped them away and when I turned around the guys were sitting with Amy trying to cheer her up. They waved us over to come by them so we did.
But by that time, I was just as mad as Amy was.
I mean, I cried. I neeeever cry.
After a couple minutes of the guys trying to get us to be okay again Amy smiled. Julie and I were standing in between the tables. Julie was next to Amy and I was on the guys's side. The only reason Julie was standing next to Amy was prolly cuz she wasn't mad. Me and Amy were.
She scooted down a little bit and hugged Julie. "You know I can't be mad at you."
Just as Amy directed her smile at Julie I knew I was going to cry. The words that followed that just made that even more positive it was gonna happen. I twirled around quickly and started fast walking down the hall to the bathroom. I had my hand covering half of my face in an effort for people not to see that it was Ella crying on a mad dash to the bathroom.
I mean, an empty bathroom stall was looking more and more appeasing. I could imagine me in there. I was gonna get there.
But like everything that I think is going to happen, never does.
As I make the sharp turn into the girls bathroom I feel a hand on the
crook of my elbow. I look back to Michael.
"Are you okay?" he asked. Do I bloody look okay?
"Its nothing."
"No its not, what's wrong?"
I must applaud Micheal right there. I mean, it take guts to even slow down a crying girl on her way to the bathroom to undoubtedly cry her eyes out. It takes even more to completely stop that girl and get to admit what was wrong with unedited words.
"My friends are being bitches." I know, very mean, but it was seriously the first thing that popped into my head.
"When are they not?" he asked with a smile. And he hugged me. He actually hugged me twice. How many guys actually hug a hysterically crying girl?
Then, in an amazing effort to cheer me up he and his friends made me laugh. He showed me a post it with writing on it, I didn't get the chance to read it but he called it his n****e sticker. He is amazing at that aimless chatter that gets people in a better mood and stuff.
But he was amazing. I can't believe he did that. He is so sweet.
Amy, Julie, and our small pack of guys came over. Amy and I hugged and made up and junk. Micheal had that smile that says 'See, told you they'd come around.' It was rather smug too. But that was just ah-mazing. I still can't get over it.
So, ya, take note. Wait for a guy like that. He's worth it.
 Ellaoptimistic · Thu Nov 13, 2008 @ 10:38pm · 0 Comments |
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