Book 2
Alexander Riley
Cruz
9. N E A R T H E L I M I T
After a few weeks, Mariah was recovered from the accident. I didn’t really expect she would come and get me. She just appeared in the racing tracks in the other night telling me to slow down. I was surprised, though. It’s like she was concerned. I didn’t know why I kissed her in the forehead. I’m pretty sure she expects that we’ll be touching lips by then. But, that didn’t bother me too much.
Mariah is a great person. She’s thoughtful, funny, well what else can I say, gorgeous? I guess that’s the right word to describe her.
We hung out more. We talked. We even shared stories. She shared a story about her being hit by a truck. My eyes grew big. I guess she’s born to receive accidents.
But she corrected herself that she nearly hit by a truck. If she were hit, she would not exist in front of me and I won’t meet a beautiful girl like her.
On the exact дата of April 11, our family dog from the farm in the State named Maggie; a Golden Retriever gets to stay with us. That was good news.
In the living room, we were watching her Избранное movie, “She’s the Man,” around nine-thirty in the night.
Mom was sleeping already and my two sisters went out.
The house was quiet except for the Телевидение running and the laughter of Mariah. I stared at her, joining her laugh.
Then she stopped laughing, we looked at each other. She’s so beautiful. Like an angel. She smiled and tossed her black silky hair behind then back to the flat-screen. “I guess we need some еще popcorn,” she stared at the empty bowl between us then got up.
I followed her in the kitchen. She got placed the кукуруза kettles inside the microwave and began to pop. She turned back and smiled. “Have Ты ever got into a relationship?” then she looked away afraid of hearing my answer.
“Well, yeah, that was before though” I responded. “Why?” I added.
She glanced at the kitchen. “Nothing, just asking,” I saw her blushed. Whoa.
I nodded. The popcorn’s ready. Mariah transferred the попкорн to an empty bowl. I planned to tease her. “Oh,” I began. “You’re in Любовь with me, aren’t Ты huh?” She was totally blushing. I can see it. Her eyes grew big.
“No, no I’m not!” she laughed.
“I was never,” she added in disbelief. “No, I know Ты were about to ask whether I’d been in a relationship или not или my relationship status!” I teased even more.
She threw попкорн on me. I grabbed the bowl from her and threw more.
I chased her around the room, she was laughing, so did I.
“Shut up, I am not,” She said. We were having a throw-me-some-popcorn-and-I’ll-throw-you-some-too-whether-you-like-it-or-not-if-you-disagree-I’ll-try-to-catch-you game. The floor was filled with popcorns. We were having fun.
“Gotcha,” I shouted, wrapping my arms behind her. Then we landed on the floor, lying on our backs. We grunted together. “Ow, that hurt.” I said.
“God, I’m covered in popcorn,” she сказал(-а) laughing, looking at her body then to me.
My eyes were locked to hers. Mariah and I leaned our foreheads against each other.
Suddenly mom’s figure stood in front of us, clearing her throat. Her arms folded.
I thought she was already asleep. I guess she woke up from the noise me and Mariah made.
At that very секунда we stood up quickly from the floor. “What happened here?” Mom demanded. Mariah looked at me. “It’s past bedtime,” Mom exclaimed.
Summer vacation’s not supposed to include rules, because it’s a do-whatever-you-want-season. “Mom, its summer vacation, there’s no rules,” I said.
I saw Mariah’s embarrassed face. She went to the кухня to grab a broom.
“And besides, I’m old enough.” I added. The room was silent, except the movie credits from the movie me and Mariah were watching earlier broke the silence.
“Okay,” mom said, her hands on her hips. “But be sure to sweep off the popcorns on the floor.” She headed upstairs and closed her bedroom door.
I glanced at the floor, it was already clean, no popcorns. Then to Mariah, she laughed. I laughed too. “Oh, the movie ended already,” she pointed at the flat-screen TV. “And I’m getting sleepy,” she glanced at the old grandfather’s clock.
I laughed. “Okay, me too,” I switch off the TV then we both headed upstairs.
“Goodnight,” we both chorused.
Alexander Riley
Cruz
9. N E A R T H E L I M I T
After a few weeks, Mariah was recovered from the accident. I didn’t really expect she would come and get me. She just appeared in the racing tracks in the other night telling me to slow down. I was surprised, though. It’s like she was concerned. I didn’t know why I kissed her in the forehead. I’m pretty sure she expects that we’ll be touching lips by then. But, that didn’t bother me too much.
Mariah is a great person. She’s thoughtful, funny, well what else can I say, gorgeous? I guess that’s the right word to describe her.
We hung out more. We talked. We even shared stories. She shared a story about her being hit by a truck. My eyes grew big. I guess she’s born to receive accidents.
But she corrected herself that she nearly hit by a truck. If she were hit, she would not exist in front of me and I won’t meet a beautiful girl like her.
On the exact дата of April 11, our family dog from the farm in the State named Maggie; a Golden Retriever gets to stay with us. That was good news.
In the living room, we were watching her Избранное movie, “She’s the Man,” around nine-thirty in the night.
Mom was sleeping already and my two sisters went out.
The house was quiet except for the Телевидение running and the laughter of Mariah. I stared at her, joining her laugh.
Then she stopped laughing, we looked at each other. She’s so beautiful. Like an angel. She smiled and tossed her black silky hair behind then back to the flat-screen. “I guess we need some еще popcorn,” she stared at the empty bowl between us then got up.
I followed her in the kitchen. She got placed the кукуруза kettles inside the microwave and began to pop. She turned back and smiled. “Have Ты ever got into a relationship?” then she looked away afraid of hearing my answer.
“Well, yeah, that was before though” I responded. “Why?” I added.
She glanced at the kitchen. “Nothing, just asking,” I saw her blushed. Whoa.
I nodded. The popcorn’s ready. Mariah transferred the попкорн to an empty bowl. I planned to tease her. “Oh,” I began. “You’re in Любовь with me, aren’t Ты huh?” She was totally blushing. I can see it. Her eyes grew big.
“No, no I’m not!” she laughed.
“I was never,” she added in disbelief. “No, I know Ты were about to ask whether I’d been in a relationship или not или my relationship status!” I teased even more.
She threw попкорн on me. I grabbed the bowl from her and threw more.
I chased her around the room, she was laughing, so did I.
“Shut up, I am not,” She said. We were having a throw-me-some-popcorn-and-I’ll-throw-you-some-too-whether-you-like-it-or-not-if-you-disagree-I’ll-try-to-catch-you game. The floor was filled with popcorns. We were having fun.
“Gotcha,” I shouted, wrapping my arms behind her. Then we landed on the floor, lying on our backs. We grunted together. “Ow, that hurt.” I said.
“God, I’m covered in popcorn,” she сказал(-а) laughing, looking at her body then to me.
My eyes were locked to hers. Mariah and I leaned our foreheads against each other.
Suddenly mom’s figure stood in front of us, clearing her throat. Her arms folded.
I thought she was already asleep. I guess she woke up from the noise me and Mariah made.
At that very секунда we stood up quickly from the floor. “What happened here?” Mom demanded. Mariah looked at me. “It’s past bedtime,” Mom exclaimed.
Summer vacation’s not supposed to include rules, because it’s a do-whatever-you-want-season. “Mom, its summer vacation, there’s no rules,” I said.
I saw Mariah’s embarrassed face. She went to the кухня to grab a broom.
“And besides, I’m old enough.” I added. The room was silent, except the movie credits from the movie me and Mariah were watching earlier broke the silence.
“Okay,” mom said, her hands on her hips. “But be sure to sweep off the popcorns on the floor.” She headed upstairs and closed her bedroom door.
I glanced at the floor, it was already clean, no popcorns. Then to Mariah, she laughed. I laughed too. “Oh, the movie ended already,” she pointed at the flat-screen TV. “And I’m getting sleepy,” she glanced at the old grandfather’s clock.
I laughed. “Okay, me too,” I switch off the TV then we both headed upstairs.
“Goodnight,” we both chorused.
what I'm Письмо isn't exactly an Статья , but I hope Ты will enjoy it ^_^ ..
Girl; Do I ever пересекать, крест you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do Ты like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do Ты want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me или you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason Ты never пересекать, крест my mind is because Ты are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like Ты is because I Любовь Ты .
*The reason I don't want Ты is because I need Ты .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if Ты left is because I would die if Ты left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for Ты is because I would die for Ты .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do Ты anything for Ты is because I would do everything for Ты .
*The reason I chose my life is because Ты are my life .
Girl; Do I ever пересекать, крест you'r mind ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do Ты like me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Do Ты want me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты cry if I left ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты live for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Would Ты do anything for me ?
Boy; No .
Girl; Choose me или you'r life ?
Boy; My life .
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says ....
*The reason Ты never пересекать, крест my mind is because Ты are always on my mind .
*The reason why I don't like Ты is because I Любовь Ты .
*The reason I don't want Ты is because I need Ты .
*The reason I wouldn't cry if Ты left is because I would die if Ты left .
*The reason I wouldn't live for Ты is because I would die for Ты .
*The reason why I'm not willing to do Ты anything for Ты is because I would do everything for Ты .
*The reason I chose my life is because Ты are my life .
inch by inch
bringing me closer
to my doom
Бабочки of
anticipation
flutter nervously
in my stomach
knuckles whiten
jaws clench
what have I
gotten myself into
the suspense
is killing me
I'm going to hate it
I'm going to Любовь it
I might lose my lunch
but I don't care
heaven help me
here it comes...
...
I hold my breath...
...
and then
I scream
my stomach
drops
my breath
is stolen
my heart
is pounding
adrenaline
courses
through
my veins
amid screams
of sweet terror
I fling up
my hands
and ride on
the wings
of Thrill!
I remember the день I fell in love.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for Ты love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place Ты could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with еще огонь then Ты could ever imagine.
еще passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the день I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
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This is dedicated to my first real баскетбол coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Not just simple love.
No, this was head over heels, I'd die for Ты love.
I remember where I fell in love.
A small middle school in a small town.
A place Ты could easily miss.
I remember the my matchmaker.
A short women, but with еще огонь then Ты could ever imagine.
еще passion for what she does then I had ever seen.
I remember my girlfriends who were with me.
My athletic, sassy, fun-loving chicks.
My flirting consultants.
I remember him.
Good God, he was beautiful.
Yes, I remember the день I fell in love.
True Love.
Head over heels love.
With..................
Basketball.
--------------------------------
This is dedicated to my first real баскетбол coach. She taught me not just how to play basketball, but how to be part of a team. I have so much respect for her and I know I should thank her everyday for helping me fall in love. For Coach Joy.
Just a poem. I hope it isn't much of a bother to rate.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
или I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told by hidden scars
Unable to Показать themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.
I dream of all things
Uncertain of dark deeds and pasts
Within these thoughts as dark as sea
When once those wings of black
Hung over all
Shadowing but of the wretched white
That blinds me of all beauty.
I dream of all things
From happiness to highs
Let down these pills
или I’m gone, retreat inside my mind
Where none but the darkest thoughts
Swallowing twilight
I dream of all things
From the stories told by hidden scars
Unable to Показать themselves
Under this intense scrutiny
That makes up this world’s attire
To the times that I could be happy
Without a drug to create
The much-needed illusion...
I dream of all things
No matter of their contents
Because, well,
Nightmares are still dreams.