My take on Romeo and Juilet

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Oh yeah. My first romance! :D Thanks to my English 1 teacher, that is. XD Go ahead and laugh if ya want to. I sure as hell did seeing my friend's faces when they saw this.

There she stood, alone in the corner, perhaps the most beautiful woman at this dance. I nervously took a few steps toward her then stopped. I couldn’t do it. I tried talking to her in pre-calc. No luck. AP English didn’t work out so well either. Both times I nervously laughed, and ran away. She’s been in all my classes, from 1st grade up to the present 10th grade. I watched her turn from an ugly duckling into a beautiful, graceful swan.

I pushed my big, horned rimmed glasses up my nose farther, and took a shot of my inhaler. Steeling my nerves I darted across the dance floor, weaving in and out of the mass of thronging people, past the giant speakers blasting Katy Perry’s Firework, and stood next to her.

“Hey Romeo.” She wheezed, and blew her nose.

“Uh…uh…uh…” I mumbled, and looked at my feet, my palms sweating.

“Did you get number 27 on the math assignment?” She blew her nose again, and squirted nasal spray into each nostril.

“Yeah!” I almost shouted.

“Could you maybe explain it to me sometime? I’m kinda confused.” She looked at me with those big, blue eyes, and her silver braces glinting in the dim lighting. Never have I seen someone so beautiful.

“Yeah, actually, let me go get my backpack, and I’ll show you. Be right back Juliet.” I darted away before she could say another musical word.
I once again dove into the horde of eager dancers, this time saying to the beat of Lady Gaga’s Poker Face. I scuttled under the bleachers, and grabbed my backpack. Then, I straightened my red-and-white polka dotted bowtie, took another shot of my inhaler, and danced my way back to the beautiful Juliet.

When I got back, she was putting her blonde hair into two pigtails with red ribbons.

“Romeo!” She squealed. “I didn’t expect you back so soon!”
“Sorry.” I blushed and looked down at my feet again. “Still want help with that math problem?”
“Yup. I even got my own calculator!” She reached into a pocket of her white dress, and pulled out a graphing calculator.

“No way! That’s the newest model! I’m so jealous! Can I hold it?” I smiled, flashing my braces in a cheesy grin.

“Yup. But only if I get a dance later.” She smiled back, and I swear the room got brighter.

“Ha, sure.” I reached for the calculator, and my fingers brushed hers.

I jumped back, and fell onto the dance floor, my glasses flying off, and landing at her feet.

“My glasses! I can’t see without them!” I wailed miserably.

“Here you go.” She handed them to me shyly.
I took a deep shot of my inhaler, and took my glasses back. She sprayed more spray into her nose.

“How about that dance?” She laughed and grabbed my hand.

Her hands were as sweaty as mine, and I felt warmth spread through me. We danced on the outer edge of the horde, people avoiding us like we had the plague. She showed me some dance moves, like the Sprinkler, and The Shopping Cart. She didn’t even laugh when I fell down, which I did lots of times. By the time the last dance came around, we were laughing and working on math in the corner. Each time our hands touched, even briefly, I felt a chill run up and down my spine, and a smile grew across her face.

“So what do you do here?” She looked at me through her mascara heavy eyelashes.

I explained it to her, and she laughed.

“I swear, sometimes I lose my mind.”
“That’s okay; I got mine in a jar on my dresser next to my stack of Pokémon cards.”

“No way! What cards do you have?” A twinkle in her eye told me she wasn’t kidding.
“Well, I have a lot of energy cards, and trainer cards, but I think the jewel of my collection is the holographic Raiku card. They only made around 100 of those I think.”

“No way! I have the holographic Lugia!”

“Seriously? That’s so cool!”

“I know right?”
Now for the moment of truth. Do or die. Kill or be killed. Jump or don’t jump.

“Do you mind if I give you kiss goodnight?”
“Oh my goodness! Are you serious? I’d love it!”

I leaned over, and kissed her. Sparks flew, and I knew that it couldn’t get any better then this, or so I thought.

“Look! It’s nerd love!” Somebody shouted before they dumped the punch bowl over our heads.

Juliet looked at me, laughed and leaned in for another kiss. I didn’t hesitate.

Submitted: July 23, 2011

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Definatly Lolworthy, this is such a good modern twist! Agree with the comment above - SO adorkable!

Sat, July 23rd, 2011 9:58am


lol thanks :) I try xD I love making people laugh. xD

Sat, July 23rd, 2011 12:38pm


AHAHHAHAA I LOVE IT!! THE SPRINKLER -- CLASSIC!! They are soooo funny they're both just as bad as each other and it's fricking incredible writing XP Amazing work!! I could just picture them standing in the middle of a party, falling over and inhaling nasal sprays and inhalers XP HA! You have an art for comedy =) Keep it up!

Sat, July 23rd, 2011 12:27pm


Haha thanks. :) My teacher laughed when she read it. xD If you liked this one, you might like Journy To Lavidian, but it's long o_o But it has some there...somewhere...I think. xD

Sat, July 23rd, 2011 12:37pm


Thanks guys :3 I think I got an A on the assignment xD

Sat, July 23rd, 2011 7:32pm



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