Untitled For Best Friends, chapter 1
*How can I miss you so much when I don't even know your name?
I remember every little thing we did together.
But I only want to see you.
Blue Eyes,
Blond Hair,
A Sum 41 concert t-shirt,
Black jeans that were ripped at the knees,
DC shoes: Black and Red,
And a pure black and green skateboard that said 'GREEN DAY! '
I saw you at the skateboarding rink 5 years ago ; July 28, 2001 and fell in love.
I met you and your name was Deryck. *
"WAKE UP HANNAH! HANNAH SHELDON!" That was being screamed in my ear.
Oh god! Mrs. Phoenix, 60 years old, needs a hearing aid and need to have a spitting cup for when she get mad.
"Damn! Can't you let me sleep?!"
"Ms. Sheldon if you can't stay awake then get out!"
"LIKE HELL LADY! Oh and every little prep in here can fuck off!"
"Hannah! Get back here now!"
"Fuck off!"
And I walked out of the room, looking for Deryck.
Deryck was my best friend. And I love him more than I even love anybody.
"Oh boy!" I said to myself as I watched Deryck.
He was looking at my sister, Rachel. And almost drooling.
She was my identical sister.
"So you're waisting you time on Rachel?! Come on we're identical!" I said sarcastically.
"Aw come on Hannah can't a guy look?!"
"Um...You have been looking since 7th grade!"
"Okay what do you want?"
"Do you want to skip school?!" I said, being sarcastic.
"Yea!"
As we walked down Main Street, we talked about personal stuff.
"Hannah?" Deryck asked me.
"Yea?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, anything!"
"Hannah...I..."
Just about that time a car was heading right for us and hit us.
We was on the ground covered in blood.
Deryck was beside me and held my hand.
I passed out, looking at the blue sky.
I remember every little thing we did together.
But I only want to see you.
Blue Eyes,
Blond Hair,
A Sum 41 concert t-shirt,
Black jeans that were ripped at the knees,
DC shoes: Black and Red,
And a pure black and green skateboard that said 'GREEN DAY! '
I saw you at the skateboarding rink 5 years ago ; July 28, 2001 and fell in love.
I met you and your name was Deryck. *
"WAKE UP HANNAH! HANNAH SHELDON!" That was being screamed in my ear.
Oh god! Mrs. Phoenix, 60 years old, needs a hearing aid and need to have a spitting cup for when she get mad.
"Damn! Can't you let me sleep?!"
"Ms. Sheldon if you can't stay awake then get out!"
"LIKE HELL LADY! Oh and every little prep in here can fuck off!"
"Hannah! Get back here now!"
"Fuck off!"
And I walked out of the room, looking for Deryck.
Deryck was my best friend. And I love him more than I even love anybody.
"Oh boy!" I said to myself as I watched Deryck.
He was looking at my sister, Rachel. And almost drooling.
She was my identical sister.
"So you're waisting you time on Rachel?! Come on we're identical!" I said sarcastically.
"Aw come on Hannah can't a guy look?!"
"Um...You have been looking since 7th grade!"
"Okay what do you want?"
"Do you want to skip school?!" I said, being sarcastic.
"Yea!"
As we walked down Main Street, we talked about personal stuff.
"Hannah?" Deryck asked me.
"Yea?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure, anything!"
"Hannah...I..."
Just about that time a car was heading right for us and hit us.
We was on the ground covered in blood.
Deryck was beside me and held my hand.
I passed out, looking at the blue sky.
