Tristen Mayfield

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: March 27, 2014

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"Awwwwww, daddy! I don't wanna go to a new school AGAIN." He rolled his eyes when I started to whine again. "Hun, you have to," he said beginning to kneel down to come face to face with me. "I'm sorry cupcake. But I got a great new job here at Reno, Nevada. I'm sorry for always moving from place to place. But ever since the accident hun...." "I know daddy. It's okay. But mommy's up in Heaven now, she's happy with grandma up there. Maybe they're making scarves!" I replied with a smile. Daddy smiled when he heard that. "Don't worry, mommy's watching out for you. She's right here. Okay?" he replied. I nodded. "Sorry cupcake, I have to go. Good luck at your first day of school, okay? Love you," he said then kissed my forehead. "Bye daddy! Good luck at your first day of school too!" "Haha, thanks hun. Bye." he said then left. I felt so lonely, ever since mommy went to Heaven, there's no one to play dress up with. Daddy said when she was coming back from a business trip, something happened to the plane she got on and mommy passed away. Even though all of us were sad and crying, we were just thinking of the fact that she's in Heaven now, and that's all that matters. And when I said to daddy good luck on his first day of school too, it's because he's going to school too! Like me! When I turned 4, mommy and daddy told me that they never went to college because they had me when they were young. They told me that they never regretted having me though. Before mommy died, daddy got accepted into a good doctor school! I was really happy for him. So today is both our first day of school! Yay! But what is cool too is that my friend Tristen is in my class too! He was always nice to me. Ever since mommy passed away, a lot of times we would play together in his playhouse! It's really cool and their family has a lot of money! He's my best friend, so it's great to have a friend in this new class.  "Hi ______!" Tristen said. "Hi Tristen.." I looked down and blushed. You know that feeling when a boy comes up and talks to you and your starts heart beating really fast? That's my feeling right now.. "Wanna share my crayons? I have your favorite color, pink!" I looked up at him in excitement."REALLY? Let's color together!" I said. "Okay!" he replied. I wonder what this feeling is.. 

(7th Grade)

First day of school. Yippee. I just hope I don't see his stupid face again. And if you're wondering who I'm talking about, I'm talking about my ex-boyfriend, Caleb. I mean, come on! I treated him with all my love, and how he pays me back is making out with the stupid, blond, pretty girl of the school. Ughh, I'm getting a headache just thinking about them. 
Anyways, first day of school. I'm glad my bud Tristen has been there with me during the break up. Well, actually, he's been there with me through everything. Through my mom's death, through all my crushes, all my stupid boyfriends, mostly everything. But he's been acting a little weird around me now.. I noticed that everytime I hug him, he looks down and it looks like he's blushing. I know right. Tristen Mayfield? Blushing? You think it would be ridiculous but I'm just telling you the truth. Anyways, back to school.
Lucky for me, in my first period guess who's there? "Hey, miss? I was wondering if you had an extra heart, mine seems to have been stolen." said a voice behind me. I turned around, and I saw Tristen with the cheesiest smile on his face. "Come here you lamoo," you said smiling, shaking your head. When you pulled in for a hug it felt like kindergarten all over again. He began to pick me up and spun me in circles. "HEY, PUT ME DOWN!" I yelled at him hitting his chest. "You know I don't like getting picked up!" I said laughing once he put me down. He had a smile on his face the whole time. "Sorry! It's just that, I missed you a lot.. I'm sorry I was out for summer camp the whole summer..." Tristen said frowning. "Hey, at least you're here now Tri-Tri." I replied lightly punching him on the shoulder to try and lighten the mood. "Come on, let's go see if we have the same classes!" he said. "Alrighty," I said with a smile back. I hope this feeling stops soon..

(Now)

Okay! Since you finished how I got to know him, let me tell you how I hate his guts now. It all started during freshman year. That year, I noticed something different about him. His friends turned into those jocks he couldn't stand before. He turned into those annoying popular kids that I hate, and who treat girls like toys. Okay, fine. I admit that I used to like those kind of types. Only cause they were cute! Anyways, every time we would pass each other in the hall now, it's like he doesn't even recognize me. But I thought that it was just a high school faze, that he'd be over it sooner than expected. But what made me wanna chop his head off was that when he started dating my best friend, Charlene. She always used to fawn over him like he was some God-like creature or something. I never told anyone how close me and Tristen were, not even my best friend. But every time she talked about him, it seemed like I felt a little sting of jealousy in my heart. But, I mean, come on! How could I ever be jealous of a girl dating TRISTEN? I shrugged it off and just ignored it in my head. But one night, Charlene ran up to my house and just started bursting out crying, sobbing like someone just died. I started panicking cause I really thought someone died. But when she told me it was Tristen's fault, I started to get pissed off. She told me that after their date, it was the first time they made out. She said it lasted for about 15 minutes. Then after that, she showed me a text. Here's what the text said:

sorry, im breaking up with you
it was fun ;)


After that text I mentally killed him 3 times. 
1: For breaking Charlene's heart.
2: For breaking up with her through text and saying "it was fun."
3: For turning into the jerk I never thought he would be. 

4 months later and here we are now. Let's start off from where we started.

WHY DO I HAVE TO BE PARTNERS WITH THAT STUPID IDIOT JERK!!!!!!!!!!!!!  
I was in drama class and we were just given partners to do our Romeo and Juliet skit. Whichever pairing does the best in the skit will be the lead roles for Romeo and Juliet for their upcoming school play. I'm pretty sure you know what the school play is about. "I'm sorry, Mrs.Watson?" I asked raising my hand. "Yes, Miss _______?" she said. "May I please switch partners? I don't really feel comfortable with my partner." I heard whistling then someone said "Aww, wittle ______ has a crush on someone?" I shook my head and laughed at their immaturity. "If you care so much about it then it looks like I'm not the one who has a wittle crush." I replied with a smirk. I heard a bunch of "BURN!" and "Oh snap's" around the room. The guy stuck his tongue out at me then said "You wish." Like I said, immature. "Now, class. Pay attention. I'm sorry but Miss ______, I chose each one of you for specified partners. I'm sorry, I can't change it." Mrs.Watson said. Dammit.. 

*Ring Ring*

Everybody got up from their seats to head home since it was sixth period. 
"HEY! _________!" I heard from behind me. "_________." I heard from behind me. I finally stopped. "What?" I said when I turned around. Of course, it was Tristen. "Well, it sound like you're mad at me. Did I do anything to make you act like this?" he said. I hesitated. "Yes." Then I turned around and walked back to the exit. I was surprised when I felt a tear leave my eye. Maybe it's just cause of how long I've been holding I haven't talked to him. I didn't even know how long I was crying, but I just hope that Tristen didn't see. A couple minutes later my dad picked me up. Gratefully, he didn't notice. We then went home.


~


Oh gosh, I despise this class now. Why do I have to be partners with the only guy I don't want to be partners with? Like, come on. This is like a movie. But I would give zero stars and reviews for it. When the bell rang, everybody in class shut up when the teacher came in. 
"Okay, class, go to your partners and start practicing for your skit you're going to do in front of the class. I'll give you all three weeks. Chop chop!" Mrs.Watson said. After that, everyone headed towards their partners to start practicing. So when I got up to go to his desk, it looked like he was fiddling with his fingers. Was he nervous or something? When I got to his desk, he wouldn't look up to face me even though it was pretty obvious that I was there. "So, let's start?" he said. It looked like he was trying to act all cool and calm but he was trying to hide it. Is he acting weird or am I seeing things? I mean, come on. Him? Nervous? Hah, I could almost laugh. "Alright, let's get started," I said. We opened up our script and started working on our little scene. It was apparently a love scene. It was translated into more modern version so we can understand it better. The whole class had the same scene. That was a sad and a weird coincidence that there aren't any extra people who are the same gender. If that happened then most likely we wouldn't do that stupid scene. But I heard that there was no kissing in the love scene.. I don't know if that made sense but that's what everyone said. Let's just see where this goes. 

...

Well, the practice when awkwardly okay. Remember that part in the movie when Romeo climbs up to her room and they start talking about stuff like love and marriage and all that even though they just met? Yeapp, that was the skit we're all doing. I was kinda confused all the "thy's" and thou's" and "thee's." They were all the same to me so I kept mixing up my words. Almost every time I did that, Tristen would always chuckle and shake his head. And when I gave him a look, he looked all innocent and asked if he did anything. I rolled my eyes at his reply. By the "Oh Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" part, he was acting too dramatic. With his facial expressions and everything, it looked like he was playing around. Yup, he's still as childish as he was in middle school. I was CLOSE to giggling until I saw the teacher tell us to stop because apparently, a pair already had the whole script covered. Of course, it was Laura Fryerman and Luke Aarons. The drama junkies.  Like, WHAT THE FRICK? How on Earth could you finish that quickly? Well, they were the two most annoying people in our class who like to show off and most of the time gets the lead roles in our school plays. So yeah. I should've expected that, actually. After that, I started acting stricter for our practice so at least when I scared him, it actually got him to stop playing around. When the bell rang, I was so happy that the awkwardness stopped. 
THANK YOU LAAAAAAWWWWWWWDDDD!
But when I was trying to walk fast to get away if Tristen tried to talk to me again, just my luck. He held onto my shoulder to stop me from walking. So, we just stood there in an awkward silence until I finally turned around. "Do you need something?" I asked to break the silence. "Umm, here's my number.. we umm.. should m-meet up to practice sometime.. umm.. ONLY if you want of course! It's not like I'm forcing you or anything it's just that I kinda want the lead role cause I never had a lead role in a play before but if we practice together sometime practice makes perfect ya know? And I never really followed that rule cause I was always lazy but I can work it out but only if you wa-
"STOP."
"Sorry?" he said rubbing the back of his neck. "It's okay. I'll call you later. Bye." I tried to keep my sentences to him as short and simple as possible. I walked away as fast as I could and ran to my car when I saw my dad was waiting for me. I got in the car and went home. 


~


The weeks passed by. Oh, the awkwardness. But, yet, I feel like he changes around me. Like, this one time at lunch, when I passed by his table to go to the vending machines all of his friends were laughing about something and all of a sudden he was the only one in the group who got quiet. He looked like he was uncomfortable when I was there trying getting my Cheetos. That got me thinking a little bit. He turned into a player in his freshman year, but he always ignored me. Was he trying to protect me from his friends getting ideas about me? They're always checking out the girls, but sometimes when they go my way, it looks like Tristen tries to lead them somewhere else. Was he trying to protect me from them? Or am I just not worth it? And with all of the girl's he looked so calm and collected and that's what make the girls fall. But when he talks to me, it looks like he's just acting that way in front of me cause he's trying to hide something from me? I don't know.. but I just hope that we won't get the part for the role's of Romeo and Juliet. Of course, you're thinking, what the firetruck girl? EVERYBODY should want the lead role in the new play! But not me. Yes, of course I'll try my hardest to get a good grade, but just not good enough to get the part. I know, I kinda feel sorry for Tristen if we don't get the part but, IT'S ROMEO AND FRICKIN JULIET. Me? And Tristen? For those specific characters? No way Jose. Tristen will never, ever, Denver, be my Romeo. He will only be my Romeo when a peach grows on a starfruit tree planted on planet Pluto. 
ON PLANET FRICKIN PLUTO. So, let's see if that ever happens. 
Next period is Drama. So I've been panicking and probably reread my script over 30+ times. When the time came, I was just thanking God that we weren't going first. We're going alphabetical by the guys' last name. And whaddya know, it was Luke Aarons and Laura Fryerman first. He should be thanking his dad right now that his last name starts with an A. 

...

Okay. Fine. They were pretty good. Fine, I admit. I'm pretty sure they'll stump the whole class even though they were the first ones. It's just that, I feel like they know what to do, with every single movement they make and every single breath they take when they're on the stage. Like, come on. I guess this is what we get for being in Advanced Drama. Annoying people like them. Anyways, when they were done, it was James Adamsons and Taylor Hillwick's turn. I'm pretty sure by the G's, everybody was tired of hearing the same lines over and over again. When the M's came closer and closer, I swear I was coming closer and closer to having a heart attack. And yes. You should be thinking, you probably do this everyday since you're in drama anyways. No biggy! 
NO. 
Here's the thing, I always loved acting and all that kind of chiz. But I hate being upstage. Maybe because I never got a lead role to a play or something cause I'm not used to it. Plus, when I see the spotlight on me, and just me, sometimes I get in a nervous meltdown. But that was mainly in my freshman year, so I think I cooled down a bit. "Next up, Tristen Mayfield and ________ _______!" 
Or not.
When we walked up to the stage, my heart felt like it was in a contest to see who can run faster. Fortunately, she told us that we can use our scripts. But I should've asked her a couple weeks before if we were gonna use our scripts cause I spent majority of my time this past week memorizing this stupid thing. Ugh. Okay. The first lines start with the oh, so, famous "O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?" line. 
LET'S DO THIS. 


(now, here it goes. YOUR script lines are gonna be in pink, and Mr.Romeo's over here is gonna blue :) and I copied the lines from the internet. But if you skip some of this part, make sure to see if I wrote some stuff there in the middle too, cause it could be important ;) )


O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

Shall I hear more, or shall I speak this?

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy,
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, Be some other name!
What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes 
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And with that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.


I take thee at thy word:
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night
So stumblest on my counsel?

By a name
I know not how to tell thee who I am:
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee;
How I had written it, I would tear the word.

My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:
Art thou not Romeo a Montague?

Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.

How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,
And the place death, considering who thou art,
If any of my Kinsmen find thee here.


With love's light wings, did I o'er-perch these walls;
For stony limits cannot hold love out,
And what love can do that dares love attempt;
Therefore, any kinsmen are not to let me.

If they do not see thee, they will murder thee, "I tried to say in a panicky voice.

Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye,
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,
And I am proof against their enmity. he said, while his lips coming closer and closer to mine. When our lips finally touched, I bet this was what Romeo and Juliet felt too.
WAIT.
This isn't apart of the script.
This isn't apart of the script.
I pulled back away quickly, and when I looked at him, he looked like he was panicking trying to make something up.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
That wasn't apart of the script. I read it enough times to know that. Then I remembered it was my part to say my line.

I would not for the world they saw thee here.

I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;
And but thou love me, let them find me here:
My life were better ended by their hate,
Then death prorogued, wanting of thy love.

By whose direction found'st thou out this place?

By love, who first did prompt me to inquire;
He lent me cousel and I lent him eyes.
I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far
As that vast shore wash'd up by the farthest sea,
I would adventure for such merchandise.

-Scene-

Then, the whole class roared with applause. I didn't know why, cause they didn't do that with all the other ones before us. Then, I  remembered. 
He kissed me.
Tristen kissed me.
TRISTEN kissed me.
Tristen KISSED me.
Tristen kissed ME.
TRISTEN FRICKIN KISSED ME?!?!??!?!?!?!!?!??!!?!??!?!?!

ohmygodohmygodohmygod
whatdidijustdo
ifrickinhatethatstupidcutefootballjunkie!
HOLD UP.
I just called him cute.
I just called Tristen cute!

I need to get some air..

I quickly tried to walk out of the class as fast as I could. I ignored all of the people asking where I was going. I was just gonna go to the the courtyard. When I reached the courtyard, I sat down on one of the benches. I felt like I was hyperventilating. When I heard footsteps coming my way, I ignored it cause it was probably one of the teachers just going to tell another teacher's classroom to tell them about a meeting or something.When I felt someone sitting down beside me, I only hope it wasn't Tristen. 
Oh goody, look who it is. 
Tristen. 
"Why did you leave _______?" he asked. "Why do you think I left? Because, you, of ALL PEOPLE IN THIS FRICKIN UNIVERSE, kissed me! ME! WHAT THE HECK?! I said starting to stand up cause I was starting to get pissed. "I'm sorry, okay?! It's just that, there was something about your eyes.. It must sound really cliche.. I'm sorry _______. Please forgive me." "Why should I? You are the person who changed! How could you change from the person who used to be so nice and respectful towards women, then turn into this stupid player who doesn't even care about the hearts that you've broken. How could YOU." I said beginning to walk away. I felt tears streaming down my eyes. I didn't even know I was crying until now. 
"_______! I have a confession." I have a confession? Seriously? I turned around. "A confession." I said in a disbelieving manner. I sighed. "Hurry up, before I lose my temper." And then his eyes widened cause I guess he remembered what happens when I lose my temper. "_________. I-I love you. I have loved you since day 1. From the start. And yes, I guess you're wondering why I turned into this jerk I am today. It's because during the end of 8th grade, there was a rumor spreading around that you had a huge crush on Josh Nickelson. And, I never found out any of your crushes until him. So when I figured out that you were into those stupid jock type of guys, I changed everything. From my clothing, my personality, my friends. But all I did was bring you farther away from me. And during Junior year, I found out that you always kept ignoring me, like I did something bad. I wanted to change back. To my normal self. To the regular old 'Tri-Tri." he said chuckling. "But I started getting to caught up into the whole jock thing. I found out I had a reputation now. Then, when I started to date Charlene, I had no idea she was your best-friend. I only found out when I was saw you at lunch, and it looked like you were trying to calm her from bawling her eyes out or something. But listen, I'm sorry I've forgotten the real reason I've changed. You. Please understand that." He looked so sincere throughout his whole entire "speech." He looked breathless. But actually, I think I was the one who was. Him. Tristen Mayfield. Changed everything for me. Just so I would start to like him. I was actually crying over that speech, but I was about to giggle over his obliviousness right from the start. "But don't you get it? I've loved you from the beginning!" I exclaimed smiling. His eyes widened. Like he couldn't believe it and this was all apart of a dream. Then, he started hugging me with so much passion, and I hugged him back with as much. He picked me up and spun me around. Just like the good old days.
"PUT ME DOWN!" I screamed at him trying to hit him. "Hahah, your the same old ______." "Well some things don't change," I replied."I'm sorry, for every little thing I did that hurt you." he said. "I forgive you." Then, when we were both leaning our heads for our lips to finally meet each other again, I smashed my finger onto his lips and pushed his head away. He looked really confused, and was probably thinking if it was something he said. "No, don't worry, it wasn't something you said." I told him. He let out a visible sigh of relief. "Why did you stop us from..?" "Cause I was wondering. The lines you said after we kissed. That wasn't part of the script. Where did you get that from?" I was really curious for a while. "Well.." he looked like he was embarrassed. "I kind of got into Shakespeare before we had to get into the Romeo and Juliet skits. So I probably read most of what he's done and watched most of the movies that were based on his plays..." he said while giving a nervous laugh. I was literally about to giggle about how red he was turning. "Then did you make it yourself?" I asked. "Hey, being in love has it's advantage." he said smiling. "Tri-Tri, just come here and kiss me," I said bringing his face closer to mine. When we finally kissed, I knew I wanted nothing else but this moment, right here, forever. 


 


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