How to Deal with Girls

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
A teenager has a hard time dealing with Issues in his own life and confusion seeps in.

Submitted: January 09, 2010

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Chapter 1

He rarely listens to love songs, Unless you call ACDC and Whitesnake make out artists.

But Tonight, was different, he had a feeling. A scary one, a good one. A Glimmer of hope, A slice of faith, an Ounce of belief. Sighh. Can love come too early, Can it come to late? He daydreams, sitting in A restaurant with her, mountain scene abroad and all around them. The conversation laced with intelligence and humor. She looked ravishing. He remembers the first time he saw her, already a smile on her face. Like a unforgettable moment in time, it was slow motioned.. so damn slow. Burnt into his mind. He wanted it there. Memories, conversations ideologies, theories. Coffee shops, walks, fast food, faster kisses.She taught him so much about love, but most importantly, life.

He got a chill, pondering the God damn what if's, and how about's. On one hand, should he give her space, and see what happens, maybe passing up a chance, or does he pour it out, all of it word for word and risk going to fast to hard, scaring her away. What a feeling. He loved that feeling though. Made life not so boring. Constant Pondering however, turned into getting less sleep. He started to feel Ill. Drowsiness and a lack of Alertness threatened his Health. Its been years. Could he of said something different that couldnt of made herstay around.Maybe those questions remained unanswered for a reason. A strong believer of everything happens for a reason and wearing an impenetrable clad of optimism he keeps living life the only way he knew how... Well. He couldnt give up on her, he never passed up an opportunity, and maybe one day hed be given another one. It was worth the wait. Entirely. He crawls into bed, Head full of thoughts, but the wieght didnt compare to his heavy heart.

He Grabs an writing Pad and starts to scribble,

Nothing comes to mind..

He draws a quick messy

"I miss you."

He sleeps.


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