I want to let you know about my best guy friend, Mark Curtis. (aka: Mote. We don't know why, he just said to call him that at the beginning of the 6th grade year, and we have.) He has piercing blue eyes and long, sandy blonde hair, longer than normal, but not super long. Just, long. And he's tall. Taller than me, and I'm the tallest girl in the grade! Only he and one other guy are taller than me.
Here's a story that happened a few days back:
Here's a story that happened a few days back:
"Jay! Jay! Wait up!" Mark called, running across the courtyard to catch up to me, since we were both heading to Music next; we were both accepted into MagTine for that reason.
"Sup, Mote?" I asked as he caught up, out of breath. "You should definitely work out more." Tapping him on the shoulder, as we always do to greet each other. That's what we've always done.
"Nothing, and no, I don't!" he said giving the tap back, then shoving me harder, to where I stumbled sideways.
"Stop that! Okay, I have a question. Are you going to the dance with anyone?" I asked "Not that I like you or anything like that, but I just--" I added quickly seeing the humorous light in his eye die as I asked my question.
"Uh... sure...? No one's asked me, but I guess I need a date if my song doesn't get picked to play. So yeah." He replied, not sounding so awkward as he finished. "Wear something pretty." He added mischievously before bolting off towards the talents building.
"Hey!" I shouted, jogging after him. By the time I got in the music room for 6th-8th graders, I saw him telling the "exciting" news to his buddies Shawn and Killjoy, (Killjoy's real name is Keith, but he had a bad experience with a movie last year, and he got his nickname and it stuck to him ever since) and as soon as I walked in, Mote whipped around and instantly sat beside Shawn, to where the only place I could sit was beside him because all the other seats were full.
"Nice move." I commented as I sat down, getting my song, chord books, and guitar out for class.
"Not as nice as the next one." He replied, getting his bass out and drawing the strap across his shoulder as the bell rang.
"Okay, guys and ladies! Lets get started by the attendance." Oliver, our music coach, as he likes to be called, said as everyone settled into their seats. "Jayla, okay, Jojo, okay, Mote, okay, Marcia, okay, Shawn, okay, Kara, okay, Killjoy, okay, Tyler, K, and Zoe, K. Couple of things I have to say today before you present your songs. We have a new couple amongst us!"
At those words I froze and glared at Mote. He glanced at me and a wide grin spread across his face. Isn't he a jerk. Then Oliver defrosted me.
"Tyler and Marcia everyone! Big hand for them please!"
I looked at Marcia. She was blushing beet red, while Tyler looked around proudly. Poor girl. Tyler isn't the smartest of the bunch.
As Oliver went to his desk to get everything prepared for the next class, we did our warm-ups. I looked at Mote. God, he's cute... wait. What am I thinking? He knows we're just going as friends and that's how it is. Just friends. Sadly...
"You were about to be crow-food." I whispered to him.
"Yeah... what were you gonna do? You're to small." He replied, giving me a wink.
"Yes, but I've got Penny."
"Oh yeah? I've got the biggest twit in the grade. You win."
At that I couldn't conceal a giggle. Wow... he's so funny! I'm glad I'm friends with him! Maybe more than friends after the dance... uh! Jay, stop thinking like that! *insert lightbulb above my head here*
We should so sing our songs together at the dance! If they get picked...
"Do you agree?" I whispered out loud.
"With...?" Mote whispered.
"We should sing our songs together if they get picked!" I whispered excitedly.
"Sure. Sounds fun." he replied. He gets really serious when he is with his music.
"Ready?" Oliver started out.
^_^_^
"Oh my gosh! They got picked! Both them!" I screamed with joy in front of the talents building the next day after lunch. I sprinted over to the oak tree, where Mote, Shawn, Killjoy, and Penny were sitting. I slowed to a jog and sat down by Mote.
"Spit it out, Jay. None of them are paying attention." Penny remarked, looking at the guys.
"Hi, Jay. Where's the fire?" Shawn asked, looking up from his piano.
"All of our songs got picked! All four! Oh my gosh we get to perform together!" I hugged Mote and jumped up, dashing to my dorm with Penny in my wake, waving bye to the guys.
"Eek! I can't believe this!"
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At those words I froze and glared at Mote. He glanced at me and a wide grin spread across his face. Isn't he a jerk. Then Oliver defrosted me.
"Tyler and Marcia everyone! Big hand for them please!"
I looked at Marcia. She was blushing beet red, while Tyler looked around proudly. Poor girl. Tyler isn't the smartest of the bunch.
As Oliver went to his desk to get everything prepared for the next class, we did our warm-ups. I looked at Mote. God, he's cute... wait. What am I thinking? He knows we're just going as friends and that's how it is. Just friends. Sadly...
"You were about to be crow-food." I whispered to him.
"Yeah... what were you gonna do? You're to small." He replied, giving me a wink.
"Yes, but I've got Penny."
"Oh yeah? I've got the biggest twit in the grade. You win."
At that I couldn't conceal a giggle. Wow... he's so funny! I'm glad I'm friends with him! Maybe more than friends after the dance... uh! Jay, stop thinking like that! *insert lightbulb above my head here*
We should so sing our songs together at the dance! If they get picked...
"Do you agree?" I whispered out loud.
"With...?" Mote whispered.
"We should sing our songs together if they get picked!" I whispered excitedly.
"Sure. Sounds fun." he replied. He gets really serious when he is with his music.
"Ready?" Oliver started out.
^_^_^
"Oh my gosh! They got picked! Both them!" I screamed with joy in front of the talents building the next day after lunch. I sprinted over to the oak tree, where Mote, Shawn, Killjoy, and Penny were sitting. I slowed to a jog and sat down by Mote.
"Spit it out, Jay. None of them are paying attention." Penny remarked, looking at the guys.
"Hi, Jay. Where's the fire?" Shawn asked, looking up from his piano.
"All of our songs got picked! All four! Oh my gosh we get to perform together!" I hugged Mote and jumped up, dashing to my dorm with Penny in my wake, waving bye to the guys.
"Eek! I can't believe this!"
(continue on Avery's first post)
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