Cheese and Lamposts, chapter 1
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"I-I think I love you."
Wow, those words scared me.
Ok, well so you aren't confused, I should probably go back to the beginning of this story. I guess I'll start with who I am. My name is Bekah, I am 17 and senior in high school, my boyfriends name is Ryan, and I was on the Varsity Volleyball team. I guess you could say I'm an "average girl" or whatever. Ok, now one thing you need to understand about my school is that it is... well... really small. In the entire high school there are only about 500 students and the middle and high school are on the same campus, so pretty much everyone knows each other. Actually, so is the elementary, but it's on the other side of campus. Anyways, enough about me, now I'll tell you the story.
***
I wake up to my alarm buzzer blaring in my ear. I roll over to look at the clock. 6:25. Damn, I don't want to get up. I hit the off button and get up to get ready for school. Once ready I hop in my beat up '81 Camaro and drive to school.
***
After lunch I go to my locker to get my Biology book and notebook and head to class. On the way there, I bumped into some guy, kinda cute I guess, he had dreadlocks, and we end up both knocking everything out of our arms. He helps me with all my stuff and I help him with his stuff as well, after all it wasn't his entire fault. Later that day when I got home, I was getting my crap out of my backpack to do my homework. Well I got bored of that pretty quickly and pulled my yellow spiral notebook out so I could write some lyrics or a poem or just draw. Well I did all this only to find that it wasn't my notebook.
"Shit, it must have gotten switched with the guy that I bumped into," I said to myself worried that he might be reading it just as I sat here. What was I going to do? I didn't even know who this guy was surprisingly, as I told you earlier, everyone knows each other.
"Why don't I know him?" I thought to myself, sitting there trying to figure out who he was.
Bobby? No, that wasn't it... Will? No, that wasn't it either... Bill? Maybe that was it... hmm... maybe it will say his name somewhere in the spiral, I thought.
"Hey, ho, let's go! Hey, ho, let's go!" I heard when I realized my cell phone was ringing. It was one of my best friends, Amy. So I answered it.
"Hello?"
"BEKAH!!!" she said with overexcitement.
"Hi Amy, what's up?"
"Not much, whats about yous?" she said. She liked adding S's on the ends of random words for some reason.
"Well I was gonna write some lyrics or something but when I pulled my spiral out of my bag, I opened it up to find out that it isn't mine!"
"Well whose is it?" she asked with curiosity.
"Well earlier on the way to Bio, I bumped into this guy, but I don't know who he is."
"How do you not know who someone is that goes to our school?" she asked weirdly considering it was our school.
"I don't know, that's what I was trying to figure out, can you help me figure out who it is?"
"Well to do that, I kinda need to know a little bit more about him. Tall, short, hair color, is he cuuuute?"
"Amy... honestly, I wasn't looking to see if he was cute."
"Well why not?"
"Because I'm not boy crazy like you."
"I am not boy crazy!" she said VERY unconvincingly.
"Yes you are," I said matter-of-factly.
"Whatever... let's get back to the point. What did he look like?"
"Umm... well, he's about my height, green eyes, and black dreadlocks."
"Ooo, so you noticed his eyes?"
"Uhh... yeah, I guess... "
"That's so cute!"
"Whatever, do you know who he is?"
"I think his name is like... Bobby or Billy or something right?"
"Billy sounds right. But I'm not sure. I think he's in my history class second period though. I guess I'll just check tomorrow. Dinner's ready though so I'll call you back later ok?"
"Ok. Bye Bekah!"
"Bye Amy."
I figured I would just look for him tomorrow sometime but that didn't help me any now and I wanted to know more about this guy. So, even though I wouldn't have appreciated him doing this, I opened his spiral. I assumed he probably used it for the same thing, which I was right. I found it kind of ironic though how someone in the same grade used the exact same kind of spiral in the exact same faded yellow color for the exact same thing. I flipped through the pages when I came to what I figured was probably a song called "Why Do You Want Him".
"So he has a crush?" I thought to myself. "I wonder who it is."
Wow, those words scared me.
Ok, well so you aren't confused, I should probably go back to the beginning of this story. I guess I'll start with who I am. My name is Bekah, I am 17 and senior in high school, my boyfriends name is Ryan, and I was on the Varsity Volleyball team. I guess you could say I'm an "average girl" or whatever. Ok, now one thing you need to understand about my school is that it is... well... really small. In the entire high school there are only about 500 students and the middle and high school are on the same campus, so pretty much everyone knows each other. Actually, so is the elementary, but it's on the other side of campus. Anyways, enough about me, now I'll tell you the story.
***
I wake up to my alarm buzzer blaring in my ear. I roll over to look at the clock. 6:25. Damn, I don't want to get up. I hit the off button and get up to get ready for school. Once ready I hop in my beat up '81 Camaro and drive to school.
***
After lunch I go to my locker to get my Biology book and notebook and head to class. On the way there, I bumped into some guy, kinda cute I guess, he had dreadlocks, and we end up both knocking everything out of our arms. He helps me with all my stuff and I help him with his stuff as well, after all it wasn't his entire fault. Later that day when I got home, I was getting my crap out of my backpack to do my homework. Well I got bored of that pretty quickly and pulled my yellow spiral notebook out so I could write some lyrics or a poem or just draw. Well I did all this only to find that it wasn't my notebook.
"Shit, it must have gotten switched with the guy that I bumped into," I said to myself worried that he might be reading it just as I sat here. What was I going to do? I didn't even know who this guy was surprisingly, as I told you earlier, everyone knows each other.
"Why don't I know him?" I thought to myself, sitting there trying to figure out who he was.
Bobby? No, that wasn't it... Will? No, that wasn't it either... Bill? Maybe that was it... hmm... maybe it will say his name somewhere in the spiral, I thought.
"Hey, ho, let's go! Hey, ho, let's go!" I heard when I realized my cell phone was ringing. It was one of my best friends, Amy. So I answered it.
"Hello?"
"BEKAH!!!" she said with overexcitement.
"Hi Amy, what's up?"
"Not much, whats about yous?" she said. She liked adding S's on the ends of random words for some reason.
"Well I was gonna write some lyrics or something but when I pulled my spiral out of my bag, I opened it up to find out that it isn't mine!"
"Well whose is it?" she asked with curiosity.
"Well earlier on the way to Bio, I bumped into this guy, but I don't know who he is."
"How do you not know who someone is that goes to our school?" she asked weirdly considering it was our school.
"I don't know, that's what I was trying to figure out, can you help me figure out who it is?"
"Well to do that, I kinda need to know a little bit more about him. Tall, short, hair color, is he cuuuute?"
"Amy... honestly, I wasn't looking to see if he was cute."
"Well why not?"
"Because I'm not boy crazy like you."
"I am not boy crazy!" she said VERY unconvincingly.
"Yes you are," I said matter-of-factly.
"Whatever... let's get back to the point. What did he look like?"
"Umm... well, he's about my height, green eyes, and black dreadlocks."
"Ooo, so you noticed his eyes?"
"Uhh... yeah, I guess... "
"That's so cute!"
"Whatever, do you know who he is?"
"I think his name is like... Bobby or Billy or something right?"
"Billy sounds right. But I'm not sure. I think he's in my history class second period though. I guess I'll just check tomorrow. Dinner's ready though so I'll call you back later ok?"
"Ok. Bye Bekah!"
"Bye Amy."
I figured I would just look for him tomorrow sometime but that didn't help me any now and I wanted to know more about this guy. So, even though I wouldn't have appreciated him doing this, I opened his spiral. I assumed he probably used it for the same thing, which I was right. I found it kind of ironic though how someone in the same grade used the exact same kind of spiral in the exact same faded yellow color for the exact same thing. I flipped through the pages when I came to what I figured was probably a song called "Why Do You Want Him".
"So he has a crush?" I thought to myself. "I wonder who it is."
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