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« on: May 13, 2010, 05:52:24 PM » |
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Love Isn't Blind.
Improvements appreciated.
This story is 100% true, this all happened last year and this year.
I'll post more as I get more time to continue the story.
Term 4, 2009
Chapter 1
"Ringggggg!"
As the school bell rung to signal the end of school for the day, I walked out of the classroom with my best friend Sarah, eager to get away from our grumpy teacher, and school in general. We were both sick of it-the teachers, the work, everything.
It was Monday on the second to last week of school for the year, and everyone was so tired.
"So," Sarah asked me, "are you going to the end of year trip to the hot pools next Thursday, Olive?"
"Yeah, of course I'm going, everyone's going! I can't wait to get on the waterslides!"
Sarah chuckled. "You love your waterslides, don't you?"
"Yep!" We both burst into laughter. After I'd recovered from my laughing fit, I realised it was ten past three, and I had to get home quickly.
"Sarah, look at the time! We've gotta go!" I showed her my watch.
"Oops! Well, see you tomorrow Olive!" Sarah said, already walking across the road.
"Bye Sarah!" I called after her, heading off in the opposite direction.
Once I had got home and finished my boring maths homework, I went straight on to the computer to check my Facebook page. I had a friend request from this guy I knew from school, Beinn. He was also in my coffee group, and we had the same birthday. I accepted it, and about ten minutes after that, a chat window popped up. It was Beinn, saying "Hey." Huh. That was weird. I mean, he didn't really know me even though we were in the same coffee group and he was chatting to me.
"Hey Beinn" I replied, trying to be polite, "Sup?"
"Nothing much," he said to me over Facebook, "just listening to some music. You?"
"Same." I replied.
We had a long conversation, discussing our likes, dislikes, interests, all of that stuff. Beinn seemed like a really nice guy, he even said that I had deserved the certificate I got at assembly last Friday, which I thought was really nice. But I didn't actually 'like like' on him yet, I just viewed him as a friend, if I even viewed him as anything. I couldn't really remember what he looked like, but I was pretty sure I'd be able to recognise him at school tomorrow.
What I didn't realise was this: That conversation was the start of a confusing, life-changing journey which I'd never forget.
Chapter 2
As me and my friend Kate turned the corner walking to school, I asked her if her mum had given in and was going to let her get a Facebook page.
"No, she won't budge!", Kate explained to me in obvious annoyance, "I honestly don't know why not! It's really getting on my nerves and I've been asking for ages about it!"
"That !" I said, annoyed like Kate.
"I know right?!"
"Yeah, I agree with you 100%! I wish you were on Facebook!"
"Me too. But I don't think it's ever going to happen."
"Oh come on Kate, keep positive, your mum's got to give in eventually!"
"I guess so."
We turned the short street where our school was, and heard the bell ring. We were late, again!
I started running down the street to school, and Kate followed me close behind.
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The bell rang for interval and we all rushed out of class, me and Kate wanting to get to the tuckshop quickly, and I got there first.
"What would you like?" the lunch lady asked me as I stepped up the the counter.
"A big cookie please."
"Two dollars please."
I handed her the two dollars and she got me the cookie. I said a quick "thanks" and ran off to our spot on the field. Sarah was already there, chatting with my other friend Tessa. I lay down on the green, spiky grass of the field and joined in the conversation.
In the middle of Tessa telling us about her trip to Fiji, we all stopped asking questions and Tessa stopped talking, simply because this huge group of guys walked past us talking really loudly. I knew Sarah liked one of them, so I gave her a quick nudge.
"Shut up." Sarah said to me, a sense of sarcasm, annoyance and humour in her voice.
I smiled teasingly at her, and we all laughed.
I watched the group of guys and then all of a sudden I stopped laughing.
I saw this guy there, and he was singing a mock version of some song.
His blonde hair shined in the sun like a gold coin and his greeny-blue eyes were amazing, like the sea on a brilliant summer day. He suddenly turned my way and caught me staring at him. I looked away quickly, then back up to his smiling face again. It looked very familiar, I'd definitely seen him before at school, it almost looked like... "It can't be...", I thought to myself.
Beinn.
I smiled back at him and his friends started chatting to him again and walking away with him.
"Oliiiiiiive...who ARE you staring at?" Kate asked me, following my gaze to...
"Beinn?!" she asked me in a mocking tone, clearly enjoying herself here.
I nodded shyly.
"He's not that great! I mean, well, ew!" Tessa said to me, also enjoying herself.
"But...since WHEN did he get that...amazing!?!?" I said, confused at my own feelings.
"Since never, Olive!" Kate said, finishing off my sentence in a way I felt slightly offending.
"Olivia's got a cruuuuuuuuuush!"
"Ooooooooooh!"
"I think you're in love Olive!"
"Go on, kiss him! Hahahahaha"
"Shut up guys. I don't like him, he's just good looking...really good looking."
"You can't lie to me, Olive! You liiiiiike him!"
I didn't. I couldn't. I was sure I didn't like him. I had only the slightest feelings for him, in the 'friends' way. Hopefully they wouldn't get...how could I say this...more intense.
It's not that I hated him, but...I was so confused.
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I ended up on Facebook again after doing my homework, and to my surprise Beinn started Facebook chatting to me, again.
Once again, he congratulated me on the certificate, and I found out that he liked playing Ukulele, just like me. We had something common, cool. I thought to myself.
Chapter 3
I was out on the field again but only Kate was there.
And once again, yet again to my surprise, Beinn and his friends walked past. We exchanged a friendly glance, and he walked off with his friends again.
This confused me.
Why?
Every time we saw each other, he always looked like he wanted to...well...talk to me, but he never said hi. Not that I would really be happy or sad or annoyed if he talked to me...but would I be happy? I didn't know if I liked him, I didn't even know my own feelings for him yet. Well, I did partly, i=I thiught he was cute but hey, that didn't mean I liked him.
"OLIVIAAAAA!" Kate yelled at my face. I suddenly realised I was staring at him. Again.
"Umm..." I started,
"I think I-" Kate cut me off mid-sentence and finished off my sentence:
"Like Beinn!"
"No...well I don't think I do, anyway. I just think he's cute."
"You're blushing, Olive."
"Am I?" And just like that, I realised I liked Beinn. I wasn't going to say anything to Kate or anyone though. I'd just keep it to myself.
"Yes."
"Well this isn't good."
"What do you mean?" asked Kate.
"I mean I don't want to like him, I don't want to ruin our..err...daily talks on Facebook."
I hadn't told Kate about our chats on Facebook. She looked at me, surprised.
"Daily chats on Facebook? Olive, what's going on?"
"Well, I accepted his friend request on Facebook and next thing I know he starts talking to me," I explained,
"And he's talked to me every day since."
"Since when?" Kate asked with a curious look on her face.
"Umm, Monday. And he always starts the conversations. He's really nice to me, he keeps congratulating me on the ceritifcate I got the other day, saying I deserved it and stuff. And we have the same hobbies, too."
"He likes you."
"He probably doesn't, Kate. He might just be a nice guy."
"And you like him back. You do, don't you Olive? I can tell by the way you look at him. Just admit it. I won't say anything to anyone, I promise you."
I couldn't lie to Kate. She was my best friend...more than that...she was basically like my sister. We knew each other so well and we told each other everything. So I simply couldn't practically betray our friendship by saying that I didn't like him.
"Ok. Well...maybe...it's possible...very likely...that I...like...Beinn."
So much for keeping it to myself.
Kate stared at the grass for a moment, clearly thinking hard about my latest crush.
"Nice choice." Kate said suddenly.
"What do you mean?"
"He's better than Michael"- (he was my last crush) -"who's just...ew, completely."
"You like Beinn too?" I asked, quite shocked.
"No way! He's all yours." Kate replied, apparently shocked at my remark too.
I laughed at the way she said 'he's all yours'.
"I don't want any help with Beinn though, I'll just handle this myself." I said to Kate, because she usually tried to help me with getting guys to ask me out. Did it work? No it hadn't, so I was going to go it alone this time.
"Why can't I help this time?" inquired Kate.
"Because it never works."
"Well, it does!"
"Did Michael ask me out?"
"No..."
"Did Andrew ask me out?"
"No...fine, it doesn't work." Kate admitted reluctantly.
I smiled at her teasingly.
"On a scale of one to ten, how much do you like him, Olive?"
"Six."
"I know it's more."
"Maybe six point five."
"Come on, Olive."
"No, that's it. I only like him a bit." And I did only like him a bit.
"Alright."
'Ring!' The bell rang, ending our conversation. As we got up, I heard Beinn and his friends walk off to their class, room ten, behind me. I was in room eleven, right next to room ten, but the room ten and room eleven people didn't really interact. Probably because room ten was in Dignan syndicate, and room eleven was in Leo syndicate. Our classes did nothing together, which annoyed me, because Beinn was in that class. Before I walked into class, I looked along the veranda quickly and saw Beinn again. I smiled, and stepped into class.
Chapter 4
It was Friday, the last day of the school week. Finally! I was looking forwards to two whole days of anti-school attitude and after that it was the last week of school for the year, and then the hot pool end-of-year trip on Thursday. Before any of this, though, I had to get through the rest of the school day, which wasn't much. The bell for rec had just rung and after rec-50 minutes of play-only one block of school left for the day. I ran to the tuck shop quickly before the huge line formed, so I wouldn't have to wait for ages in the queue. I was in the middle of telling the lunch lady what I wanted when Beinn ran up to the counter beside me and got out his lunch money.
"Hey" he said to me in his soft, friendly voice I had taken a liking to ever since last year's coffee group mid-winter dinner. To add to that, he had a slight smile on his face. Which made me smile.
I couldn't believe he'd just spoken to me. Victory! I laughed quietly to myself at my over-reaction.
"Oh, hey Beinn." I replied, trying to sound as casual as possible, not excited, which was what I was feeling. I could feel my heart racing in my chest and my knees weaken ever so slightly. I could also feel a smile forming on my face. This was the first time he'd ever spoken to me at school, and he'd definitely caught me off guard.
I suddenly realised I was blushing a deep shade of crimson and quickly untucked my hair from behind my ears and let it fall, covering my blushing cheeks, which I didn't want Beinn to see.
I was at least glad that he recognised me, let alone spoke to me!
The lunch lady handed me my cookie, interrupting my train of thought, and I walked off to Kate, who had been watching and listening and laughing her head off the whole time. Was it really that obvious I liked him?
"Olive...you should've seen your face! It was like you'd just won a million bucks!" she said in between fits of giggles.
"Shut up." I said, but couldn't be serious, I was still smiling from my close encounter.
I glanced over at the tuck shop quickly, Beinn looked at Kate (still laughing crazily), then me, and shot me a confused look. I shrugged my shoulders in response.
Kate started laughing again.
"What's your problem Kate?" I asked her.
"You're as red as a beetroot, Olive!"
"Oh no."
She grabbed my arm and pulled me out to the field, chuckling quietly to myself. I figured if I looked at her she'd laugh again, so I just concentrated on what was ahead of me. We neatly dodged a soccer ball speeding at us and sat down in our spot.
"Olive...you're in love." Kate said to me
"Not in love! I'm in...deep like with him."
We argued about this for the rest of rec, and for the rest of the last block, until the bell rang.
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I rushed out of class, hoping that room ten hadn't been let out yet, so I could just catch a glimpse of Beinn before the weekend.
"Wow, you're that obssesed already, Olivia!" I thought to myself. I walked over to the drinking fountain to get a 'drink'. In actual fact, I was only using it as an excuse to look into room 10. Miss Wood hadn't let them out yet. Good. She didn't look happy with her class, and everyone looked very bored. I could see I was going to be waiting for a while, and I didn't need to be home in a hurry, so I engaged myself in the activity of kicking a stick around with my feet near the end of the courts. Eventually, after what seemed like an hour, which was actually only ten minutes, I heard the doors of room ten open and footsteps running out of class on to the courts. Yes! Finally.
I started walking across the field, got out my iPod and started listening to a song by Muse. I walked backwards so I was facing room ten, and sure enough, Beinn and his friends walked out, talking loudly. His blonde hair was shining in the intense summer sun again, it looked like liquid gold. His smile was...well, I couldn't put it into words! It was so perfect, it made his whole face light up and his blue-green eyes sparkle like the sun shining on the sea. Beinn's thick, long black eyelashes only seemed to add to how perfect he looked. Even his nose was perfect!
I was too busy staring at him to notice his friends pointing at me, but once I snapped out of my little trance I saw them. Beinn was looking at me weirdly, and I was still walking backwards across the field. He wasn't supposed to catch me looking at him...oops. Big mistake. Now what was I going to do? There was nothing else for it, so I just turned my head to my iPod and changed the song. when I looked up again his friends were still laughing at me, so I just turned around. I caught Beinn throw me a sympathetic smile out of the corner of my eye, and that was all it took to un-embarrass me and make me smile again.
I walked up the field with a smile on my face. Boy, did I have a lot to tell Kate.
Chapter 5
"DON'T WANNA BE AN AMERICAN IDIOT!!!!! da na na na na na na na na...DON'T WANT A NATION UNDER THE NEW MEDIA!!!!!!!!!"
It was Sunday morning. "Oh man. Not again!" I muttered to myself as I got woken up by American Idiot by Green Day blaring out of the radio.
Firstly, this was the second weekend in a row I'd forgot to turn off my alarm and had gotten woken up at six in the morning.
Secondly, I'd forgot to turn down the volume from yesterday, so it was nearly full volume, blasting out full-force rock music, swear words thrown into the mix, and what was worse you could hear it all through the house. I quickly tried to get out of bed to turn down the volume, but I simply just rolled off the bed and landed on the ground with my hardcover book poking into my leg with a thump.
"OUCH!" I yelled out in pain, as the corner of the hardcover book was really hurting my thigh, and my hand flew into the steel bedframe on the way down.
I got up slowly, carefully, because I didn't want to hurt myself again, and dragged myself over to the radio to turn down the volume. I heard footsteps walking down the hall, and I felt a guilty ping in my stomach as I'd woken up the house at six on a Sunday morning. I hopped back into bed and listened to the radio, rubbing my sore leg to ease the pain. Soon after, the smell of bacon and hash browns wafted down the hall, into my bedroom and over to me, where it lured me out into the kitchen. I checked the clock in the kitchen. Nine thirty?! I must have fallen asleep after I turned down the radio and got back into bed. I was just starting to eat my hash browns when the phone rang.
"Hello, it's Olivia speaking!" I said through a mouthful of hash browns which was burning my tongue. Ouch.
"Hey Olive, it's Kate here."
"Oh, hey Kate! You all good?"
"Yup, you?"
"Yeppp."
"We need to talk."
"About what?" It scared me a bit when people said that.
"Beinn."
"I told you, I don't want your help Kate." I protested.
"I'm not trying to help, I just want to know more!"
"Fine. But what do you mean, you want to know more? About what?"
"Umm...well...your feelings for him and stuff like that."
Kate and I had been best friends for six whole years, and we told each other everything. No matter how awkward this was going to get, she'd get the details out of me. And that's usually a good thing."
"Oh. Well...I dunno, I like him. Too much, considering I've only liked him for a week."
"Olive...not again!" What you, the reader, doesn't know, is about this ex-crush of mine from earlier this year. His name was Matt, and I got a bit obsessed. But that's an understatement, you could say I was completely obsessed with him for AGES. Kate got a little bit annoyed with me, but one day I woke up and he had no appeal to me. It was really weird! I could tell Kate was thinking this little crush was going down the same road my crush on Matt had gone.
"Ummm...well...I like him a lot already. It's only been a week, I know!"
"Olive! Come ON."
"He seems pretty perfect to me." I reluctantly admitted.
"Oh no," Kate said with a hint of sarcasm twisting her voice, "You've gotta tell me more!"
"Well...have you seen his eyes?"
"Yes."
"They're...wow. Amazing. Hypnotising!"
"They're normal, Olive. Reality check, please!"
"Hey, we have different tastes in guys, let me speak."
"Go on."
"His hair...the way it shines in the sun, I love it!"
Kate started laughing on the other end of the phone.
"You sound like you're in a romance movie!"
"But it's true!" I retaliated.
"What next Olive? 'Oh, the way his blonde hair shines in the sun, his eyes twinkle and his smile lights up his face'?!" Kate said, incredibly sarcastic now.
"Yes, actually." I said seriously. That was what I thought of Beinn's looks.
"Seriously?!?!?!?!"
"Yes. I said yes."
"But he's...well...short! Really short!"
"So??"
"So...well...umm it just ruins it!"
"He's cuuuuute!"
"He's not cute."
"He is!"
"Not!"
We went on arguing like this for a while before I had to go.
"Unless you want to pay for the phone bill this month...hang up!!" Mum said to me.
"Fine. Bye Kate, gotta go!"
"Oh, see you Olive!"
"Bye!"
Thanks for reading.x
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