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emily... emily is just an empty, ghost of a girl. she listens to music just about every second of every minute of every hour of every day of every week of every year. she used to have friends, they decided to leave her in the dust; but she's not complaining. life, it is what it is regardless if she's happy or not. she just tries to live, day by day. it's hard. it's an uphill battle all the time. she's used to the jokes, the rumors, and the lies. she lives her life just waiting and waiting to get out of this sick town she lives in. she wants to go to school far far away, boston maybe. she has no boyfriend, no friends, and not much hope left. again, no complaints. it is what it is. tears are normal, sad music is what you'll hear if you ever listen to her iPod (which is basically her best friend), and sleepless nights are way too familiar. get to know her, maybe just maybe she'll open up.
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I Never Knew, But It Has Always
Been You
Chapter Two (part four)
Back at the classroom Fletcher was left
astonished. He shouldn’t have kissed her. He sat there with
his head in his hands hunched over; his thinking pose. “Why
did you do that Fletcher? God! You’re so stupid!”
Fletcher said to himself as he punched his backpack on his desk.
When he punches it, something comes flying out; Ella’s
song. He smiles and then regains his sanity. He sits up straight
and notices Ella standing in the doorway.
“Do you always talk to yourself?” Ella asked as if
nothing had just happened between them. She let a cheeky smile
creep across her face. She uncrossed her arms and stopped leaning
on the door frame, then pranced over to her desk beside
Fletcher.
He is obviously wearing
a very confused face. “I thought you were mad at me?”
Fletcher asked Ella. He sat up a little straighter and ran his
ran through his beautiful long, dark, chocolate, brown
hair.
Ella shook
her head as a ‘no’. “No. Fletcher I’m not
mad at you. It just got weird you know? I actually think a lot
about this, a lot about you, me, the potential us. But every
single time, I just worry about our friendship and how much a
relationship like that would take a toll on our great friendship.
What do you think?” Ella explained herself as gently as
possible. She secretly hoped Fletcher would disagree with her.
However, she knew that that chance was slim.
“Ella, I totally understand where you’re coming from.
I shouldn’t have kissed you; I just got caught up in the
moment. I have thought a lot about that too.” He paused.
Probably more so than you but whatever, Fletcher said to himself.
“But I know where you’re coming from and I
wouldn’t want to risk our friendship either. You’re
right. And, it will never happen again.” Fletcher said in
the happiest tone he could manage, even though he is being torn
apart inside.
Ella
smiled sympathetically and pulled Fletcher in for a hug. He
wrapped his big, broad arms around her and squeezed tight.
“Fletch… I… C- Can’t
breathe!” Ella
Fletcher
chuckled and let her go. “Better?” He asked still
laughing. Ella nodded. “So, can you sing me what you have
so far of your song?” Fletcher begged.
Ella
smiled. “Hm, no sorry.” Ella said trying to be as
serious as possible.
Fletcher put on his best puppy-dog face and got down on the floor
and begged. “Please! Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty,
pretty, pretty please!” Fletcher whined.
Ella let
out a giggle. “Alright fine, but get up this floor is
filthy.” Ella joked.
Ella
hasn’t sung to anyone before, but once Fletcher caught her
in her room. She was playing piano and playing Forever and Always
by Taylor Swift and singing along. That was right after Ricky
told her he had a girlfriend back home. “Okay, it’s
probably not that great but here goes nothing.” Ella warns
Fletcher. Ella begins her song. “As we lay here under the
stars/ We both are looking but never seeing/ That we are many
worlds apart/ Neither of us really believing. / Trying to make
something of the separation / Always turning in the wrong
directions/ And somehow, in some way, the desperation, / The
desperation keeps us running.” Ella pauses and picks up the
piece of sheet music that has the rest of the lyrics written on
it. “As we run, run, run in circles / We discover a new
beginning in ourselves / And as we dream, dream, dream of
miracles / We hope to find, one more time, the love we have been
longing for. / As we stare at the twinkle in the sky / We both
think is this really possible? / To love someone after only
looking them in the eye? / Maybe it’s you tonight.”
Ella finishes and glances up at Fletcher and smiles.
“See, I told you it wasn’t that great but-“,
Ella stops talking immediately when she notices Fletcher staring
at her in awe.
Something wet falls on Fletcher’s cheek. “What the
heck?” Fletcher says in confusion. He looks up at the
ceiling.
Ella starts laughing uncontrollably. “Fletcher,
you’re crying.” She stops laughing and wipes away the
tear from his soft cheek. “Why?” She laughs
again.
“Damn, I thought that would work.” Fletcher hides his
face beneath his hair and flushes a deep crimson color. He
sniffles a little too. “Ella, that song was amazing.”
Fletcher said as he lifted his head and cracked a
smile.
“I’m glad
you liked it.” Ella paused for a quick second examining
Fletcher’s expression. “Why are you crying?”
Ella asked.
“I’m not
crying!” Fletcher said in a little five-year old
girl’s voice. He paused for a second to think. Why was he
really crying? Maybe he thinks the song is about him and Ella.
Could it be? She said she didn’t really know what
it’s about, but he knows Ella. Ella is an exceptional liar.
“Well, it was just so powerful you know? It just hit me;
real hard.” Fletcher said concluding his
thoughts.
This made Fletcher think more and more about Ella. As the day
passed by, he processed this and wanted to know more. He needed
more information. He also knows the perfect time to get more
information on what Ella feels; tonight at the movie and her
house. That’s when he will begin his plan. He knows Ella
couldn’t have possibly kissed him back smiling if she
didn’t feel the same way. This just didn’t make
sense; it’s just a big old mess of
feelings.
I Never Knew, But It Has Always Been
You
Chapter Two (part three)
Ella grabbed her books and stuffed the second copy of the song back into her locker. She shut her locker and then Fletcher and Ella were off to homeroom. It is still a little early, and no one was really there yet but they just hung out in the classroom. They took their usual seats and Ella took out the music sheet with no lyrics on it. She began to copy the words down while Fletch went to the vending machine to grab a bottle of water.
Ella hummed the tune of the lullaby to herself, well until she noticed Fletcher standing at the door listening along. “Wow, that’s really good, you got any lyrics for that song yet?” Fletcher asked. Ella jumped slightly at the sound of his voice. He chuckled and Ella’s face flushed a bright crimson.
“It’s my new one. A.K.A. the lyrics you supposedly didn’t see while you made me jump for them in the hallway.” Ella said with sarcasm dripping from each word. She put quotation marks around ‘you supposedly didn’t see’. Fletcher let out a throaty laugh and eagerly walked to his seat right beside Ella.
Before Fletcher sat down he pulled out a piece of paper from his back pocket. “Oh, you mean these lyrics?” He asked as Ella’s face shouted confusion. She giggled and held out her hand as an indication to Fletcher to give it back to her. He simply shook his head and began to read out loud softly. “As we lay here under the stars/ We both are looking but never seeing/ That we are many worlds apart/ Neither of us really believing. / Trying to make something of the separation / Always turning in the wrong directions/ And somehow, in some way, the desperation, / The desperation keeps us running.” Fletcher glanced up at Ella who was looking deep into his eyes trying to decipher what he thought of the lyrics. He had a sort of surprised expression lying across his face. “Ella-“, Fletcher began, but was soon interrupted by Ella.
“I know, I know. It’s not that great. I don’t even know what it’s about. I just wrote it. And it’s totally not done yet. It’s just one of those songs that make you wonder I guess.” Ella explained. She shrugged her shoulders and glanced at the clock. They still have about twenty-five minutes until the school floods with bodies just waiting so spend six hours of their time ‘learning’.
Fletcher glances back at Ella, boy she is beautiful. All of her features like that one fly-away hair that never seems to be tame and never willing to stay in its place. Not to mention the scar on her jaw from when she fell into the corner of a coffee table when she was little. The way she seems to always be in her world of music and writing. All of these things make up Ella; the Ella Fletcher knows and believes in. He knows they could make it as a couple; they could even be the school’s new ‘it’ couple.
“What are you thinking about, right now, right this second?” Ella blurts out as she is staring off into another world.
“Huh?” Fletcher asks, unable to answer because he himself wasn’t mentally present on Earth either.
Ella turns towards Fletch and smiles. “I asked you, what exactly are you thinking about, right this second. What’s on your mind Fletch, you seem absent.” Ella restates herself. She looks him straight in the eye, smiling wide.
At first this caught him off guard; can she read minds or something? No, that’s silly. Well what the hell, just say it Fletcher, just tell her what you are thinking about he tells himself mentally. “What am I thinking about?” She nods. “You.” He says simply. This didn’t even faze Ella, unexpected by Fletcher. He decides to elaborate on that a little bit. “I’m thinking about you. I’m thinking about how talented you are as an artist. I’m thinking about all the things we have been through together, and all the secrets we’ve shared. I’m thinking about how much I love you as a best friend, and how simply lucky I am to have you there right by my side. You know, just thinking.” Fletcher says sweetly, looking Ella straight in her smiling eyes. He could tell this pleased her. Maybe she was thinking the same thing. What if she was? What if she loved him too; as a best friend of course?
It’s time to find out. It’s time to find out if they aren’t meant to be together. Fletcher leaned in ever-so-gracefully and brushed his sweet, soft lips against hers. Her lips tasted of strawberry, from her chap stick. He could feel her smiling against his lips. It was just a soft, yet passionate kiss. Almost telling Ella everything he has wanted to say for a very long time. He cupped his hand around Ella’s jaw bone, and with his other hand he twirled one of her curls in his fingers.
Something in Ella clicked. This couldn’t be happening. What about their friendship? What is going to happen to that? Ella pulled away abruptly. “Fletcher, I’m sorry. This, this just can’t happen. I gotta go.” Ella said flustered. She stood up quickly and fled out of the classroom leaving Fletcher sitting there all alone.
“Ella! Ella, don’t do this! Wait!” Fletcher yelled. It didn’t work though. She still ran. She ran all the way to the opposite end of the school, which is not easy to do with a dress on. Ella barged in the girls’ bathroom door and gripped the sink and looked in the mirror. All she needed was a good look at herself and a deep breath.
Chapter Two (part three)
Ella grabbed her books and stuffed the second copy of the song back into her locker. She shut her locker and then Fletcher and Ella were off to homeroom. It is still a little early, and no one was really there yet but they just hung out in the classroom. They took their usual seats and Ella took out the music sheet with no lyrics on it. She began to copy the words down while Fletch went to the vending machine to grab a bottle of water.
Ella hummed the tune of the lullaby to herself, well until she noticed Fletcher standing at the door listening along. “Wow, that’s really good, you got any lyrics for that song yet?” Fletcher asked. Ella jumped slightly at the sound of his voice. He chuckled and Ella’s face flushed a bright crimson.
“It’s my new one. A.K.A. the lyrics you supposedly didn’t see while you made me jump for them in the hallway.” Ella said with sarcasm dripping from each word. She put quotation marks around ‘you supposedly didn’t see’. Fletcher let out a throaty laugh and eagerly walked to his seat right beside Ella.
Before Fletcher sat down he pulled out a piece of paper from his back pocket. “Oh, you mean these lyrics?” He asked as Ella’s face shouted confusion. She giggled and held out her hand as an indication to Fletcher to give it back to her. He simply shook his head and began to read out loud softly. “As we lay here under the stars/ We both are looking but never seeing/ That we are many worlds apart/ Neither of us really believing. / Trying to make something of the separation / Always turning in the wrong directions/ And somehow, in some way, the desperation, / The desperation keeps us running.” Fletcher glanced up at Ella who was looking deep into his eyes trying to decipher what he thought of the lyrics. He had a sort of surprised expression lying across his face. “Ella-“, Fletcher began, but was soon interrupted by Ella.
“I know, I know. It’s not that great. I don’t even know what it’s about. I just wrote it. And it’s totally not done yet. It’s just one of those songs that make you wonder I guess.” Ella explained. She shrugged her shoulders and glanced at the clock. They still have about twenty-five minutes until the school floods with bodies just waiting so spend six hours of their time ‘learning’.
Fletcher glances back at Ella, boy she is beautiful. All of her features like that one fly-away hair that never seems to be tame and never willing to stay in its place. Not to mention the scar on her jaw from when she fell into the corner of a coffee table when she was little. The way she seems to always be in her world of music and writing. All of these things make up Ella; the Ella Fletcher knows and believes in. He knows they could make it as a couple; they could even be the school’s new ‘it’ couple.
“What are you thinking about, right now, right this second?” Ella blurts out as she is staring off into another world.
“Huh?” Fletcher asks, unable to answer because he himself wasn’t mentally present on Earth either.
Ella turns towards Fletch and smiles. “I asked you, what exactly are you thinking about, right this second. What’s on your mind Fletch, you seem absent.” Ella restates herself. She looks him straight in the eye, smiling wide.
At first this caught him off guard; can she read minds or something? No, that’s silly. Well what the hell, just say it Fletcher, just tell her what you are thinking about he tells himself mentally. “What am I thinking about?” She nods. “You.” He says simply. This didn’t even faze Ella, unexpected by Fletcher. He decides to elaborate on that a little bit. “I’m thinking about you. I’m thinking about how talented you are as an artist. I’m thinking about all the things we have been through together, and all the secrets we’ve shared. I’m thinking about how much I love you as a best friend, and how simply lucky I am to have you there right by my side. You know, just thinking.” Fletcher says sweetly, looking Ella straight in her smiling eyes. He could tell this pleased her. Maybe she was thinking the same thing. What if she was? What if she loved him too; as a best friend of course?
It’s time to find out. It’s time to find out if they aren’t meant to be together. Fletcher leaned in ever-so-gracefully and brushed his sweet, soft lips against hers. Her lips tasted of strawberry, from her chap stick. He could feel her smiling against his lips. It was just a soft, yet passionate kiss. Almost telling Ella everything he has wanted to say for a very long time. He cupped his hand around Ella’s jaw bone, and with his other hand he twirled one of her curls in his fingers.
Something in Ella clicked. This couldn’t be happening. What about their friendship? What is going to happen to that? Ella pulled away abruptly. “Fletcher, I’m sorry. This, this just can’t happen. I gotta go.” Ella said flustered. She stood up quickly and fled out of the classroom leaving Fletcher sitting there all alone.
“Ella! Ella, don’t do this! Wait!” Fletcher yelled. It didn’t work though. She still ran. She ran all the way to the opposite end of the school, which is not easy to do with a dress on. Ella barged in the girls’ bathroom door and gripped the sink and looked in the mirror. All she needed was a good look at herself and a deep breath.
I Never Knew, But
It's Always Been You
Chapter Two (part two)
Ella imagines her fingers gliding over the keys and her voice making the sounds of music. She hums with grace and elegance. She doesn’t really know what this song is about. She just wrote the lyrics not really feeling anything towards them. Ella shrugged that thought off and walked through the front doors of the school and headed towards her locker. As Ella approaches her locker she sees a familiar face, Fletcher. He looks good today. Ella giggles and mentally slaps herself for even thinking the unthinkable.
Fletcher watches as Ella approaches, her beautiful self and stride. She seems to radiate with happiness; when she is shining, everything shines. He certainly wasn’t going to admit his feelings towards her anytime soon. Of course he had to make her like him first. He had to do the unthinkable, flirt with his best friend.
“Hey El. Well don’t you look just fine today.” He greeted her with a smile. He stepped aside so she could enter her combination in her lock.
Ella laughs and playfully hits him in the chest. “Hi. And thanks.” She paused to giggle. Was Fletcher trying to flirt with her? Why? “So why are you here so early?” Ella asked him suspiciously. She opened her locker and a note fell on the ground. She recognized it as the other copy to her lyrics to the new song. She always writes down two copies just in case she loses one. After all, Ella has been known to misplace things often. Before she could bend down to pick it up Fletcher snatches it. “Fletch give it back.” He holds the piece of wrinkled paper up high above his head. Of course Ella couldn’t reach way up there so she just started tickling him. “Fletcher Reece Simmons, give me back that paper right now! Come on, it’s important.” Ella tickled him in his underarms.
Fletcher squeezed his arms shut tight so she is trapped in an awkward hug position. “What’s the magic word?” Fletcher teased. He was only inches apart from her face. In his eyes her face is beautiful, and flawless. That dimple on her left cheek just get’s him every time she smiles. If Ella weren’t his best friend, he would have traced his thumb on her dimple, then leaned in real slow and kissed her passionately as if to say; I should have done this a long time ago. The catch is, she is his best friend, and he doubts that Ella likes him in the degree he likes her.
“Please?” Ella whines as she puts on her best puppy-dog, pouty face. They both start cracking up after a moment of silence. Fletcher releases her from his grasp and she snatches the paper back. “Why thank you.” Ella said as she smiled a cheeky smile. “Did you see anything on here?” Ella asked as she motioned to the paper. She seemed nervous to hear the answer.
Fletcher noticed and decided to lie. “No I didn’t. I didn’t see anything.” He replied and decided to play along. “What is that anyway?” He asked innocently.
“It is none of your business mister Fletcher. Now, I need to get some books out of my locker and then can you walk me to homeroom?” Ella suggested happily. Boy, she loves that freckle right below Fletcher’s right eye. Whenever he smiles it creases into a line. See, if Fletcher weren’t her best friend then she would peck him on the cheek where another cluster of freckles were placed. The thing is, Fletcher is her best friend, and Ella is working on pushing those feelings beside. Why would she want to ruin a perfectly great best friend relationship? Also, what if he doesn’t like her back? Ella doesn’t want a repeat of Ricky back in sophomore year.
Ricky Clarkson. 5’9”, muscular, tan, brown haired beauty, Ella used to like him. For the record, he showed all the signs of liking her back. He was the new kid, and he warmed up to Ella. Out of all of the gorgeous girls that attended Parker Memorial High School, Ricky spotted Ella. They hung out, shared secrets, cuddled, and were almost a couple. This was until Ricky told Ella that he has a girlfriend back home. That was the end of Ella talking to Ricky. They are friendly with each other sure, but Ella made sure Ricky knows how much pain he caused her. Ella really liked this guy, but evidently they weren’t on the same page.
Chapter Two (part two)
Ella imagines her fingers gliding over the keys and her voice making the sounds of music. She hums with grace and elegance. She doesn’t really know what this song is about. She just wrote the lyrics not really feeling anything towards them. Ella shrugged that thought off and walked through the front doors of the school and headed towards her locker. As Ella approaches her locker she sees a familiar face, Fletcher. He looks good today. Ella giggles and mentally slaps herself for even thinking the unthinkable.
Fletcher watches as Ella approaches, her beautiful self and stride. She seems to radiate with happiness; when she is shining, everything shines. He certainly wasn’t going to admit his feelings towards her anytime soon. Of course he had to make her like him first. He had to do the unthinkable, flirt with his best friend.
“Hey El. Well don’t you look just fine today.” He greeted her with a smile. He stepped aside so she could enter her combination in her lock.
Ella laughs and playfully hits him in the chest. “Hi. And thanks.” She paused to giggle. Was Fletcher trying to flirt with her? Why? “So why are you here so early?” Ella asked him suspiciously. She opened her locker and a note fell on the ground. She recognized it as the other copy to her lyrics to the new song. She always writes down two copies just in case she loses one. After all, Ella has been known to misplace things often. Before she could bend down to pick it up Fletcher snatches it. “Fletch give it back.” He holds the piece of wrinkled paper up high above his head. Of course Ella couldn’t reach way up there so she just started tickling him. “Fletcher Reece Simmons, give me back that paper right now! Come on, it’s important.” Ella tickled him in his underarms.
Fletcher squeezed his arms shut tight so she is trapped in an awkward hug position. “What’s the magic word?” Fletcher teased. He was only inches apart from her face. In his eyes her face is beautiful, and flawless. That dimple on her left cheek just get’s him every time she smiles. If Ella weren’t his best friend, he would have traced his thumb on her dimple, then leaned in real slow and kissed her passionately as if to say; I should have done this a long time ago. The catch is, she is his best friend, and he doubts that Ella likes him in the degree he likes her.
“Please?” Ella whines as she puts on her best puppy-dog, pouty face. They both start cracking up after a moment of silence. Fletcher releases her from his grasp and she snatches the paper back. “Why thank you.” Ella said as she smiled a cheeky smile. “Did you see anything on here?” Ella asked as she motioned to the paper. She seemed nervous to hear the answer.
Fletcher noticed and decided to lie. “No I didn’t. I didn’t see anything.” He replied and decided to play along. “What is that anyway?” He asked innocently.
“It is none of your business mister Fletcher. Now, I need to get some books out of my locker and then can you walk me to homeroom?” Ella suggested happily. Boy, she loves that freckle right below Fletcher’s right eye. Whenever he smiles it creases into a line. See, if Fletcher weren’t her best friend then she would peck him on the cheek where another cluster of freckles were placed. The thing is, Fletcher is her best friend, and Ella is working on pushing those feelings beside. Why would she want to ruin a perfectly great best friend relationship? Also, what if he doesn’t like her back? Ella doesn’t want a repeat of Ricky back in sophomore year.
Ricky Clarkson. 5’9”, muscular, tan, brown haired beauty, Ella used to like him. For the record, he showed all the signs of liking her back. He was the new kid, and he warmed up to Ella. Out of all of the gorgeous girls that attended Parker Memorial High School, Ricky spotted Ella. They hung out, shared secrets, cuddled, and were almost a couple. This was until Ricky told Ella that he has a girlfriend back home. That was the end of Ella talking to Ricky. They are friendly with each other sure, but Ella made sure Ricky knows how much pain he caused her. Ella really liked this guy, but evidently they weren’t on the same page.
I Never Knew, But It Has Always Been
You
Chapter Two (part one)
Friday mornings are always uneventful. Get up, get dressed, drag your feet to school, and simply be present for all your classes; well at least physically. This Friday was different, Ella awoke with a jump. She was dreaming that dream again. The dream where her and Fletch actually started dating, and kissed. Ella felt awkward about that. She didn’t like the idea of kissing her best friend. Ella just wants it to be the same, she is stubborn like that. She holds in her feelings if the outcome doesn’t seem right. This is what she decided; she would try and hush those feelings she had for Fletch. Besides, she doesn’t even know if they are in fact those feelings. You know those feelings you get when you really look at someone and you think, ‘wow, they are the best part of me. I never want to lose them.’ Those feelings, and then you start to like them because they are the best thing about you in your eyes. This is exactly what Ella is feeling, not a stupid little crush but a genuine liking of Fletcher, and not as her best friend, but more.
Ella decided to just try and push aside the dream, just like her feelings, and go along with her day. She decided today was going to be a good day. Why? Well first off, today was movie day in her classes. This means that she gets to sit in homeroom for the day and watch movies. Their school does this every year to get the year going. That means no homework over the weekend and no school work today. Secondly, her friends were coming over tonight for a back-to-school party. Third, while the movie is going Ella plans to work on her song she started writing lyrics for and she knows this song will be good. Lastly, Ella is just happy. She is happy with her life right now, happy with school and her classes, happy with her music and happy with herself.
As Ella was picking out her outfit for the day she heard footsteps on their grand staircase. “Mom, is that you?” Ella questioned.
As Heather appeared in Ella’s doorway she said, “Hi honey. I just wanted to make sure you were up. I am going into work early today; I shouldn’t be home until around seven. Are you guys okay for food and stuff until then?” Heather explained. She had this extra twinkle in her eye. Ella knew something was up, but she didn’t want to get into a heart-to-heart conversation with her mom right now.
“Yeah, of course. We were going to go to the diner across the street from the park after school. Then they are playing ‘Meeting You Again’ at the park and then we will be back here probably around the same time you will be here. Can we just order pizza when we get back here?” Ella elaborated on what she and her friends were doing after school today.
“Oh alright. Well that’s fine. Just keep it down in the basement, everything is down there. But, I should get ready and such. I will see you tonight. Have fun at school and with your friends. Tell the girls I said hi.” Heather said as she kissed Ella on the forehead and then proceeded to walk out of her room. It was more like a waddle, the pregnant walk. Ella laughed and continued getting ready for school.
Ella slipped on a one-shoulder multi-colored dress, and some designed black transparent tights, with a pair of her comfy brown leather buckled boots. It was supposed to be the last hot day of summer. She put her hair up into a messy-but-cute knot on the back of her head with a few curls flying out. She applied her soft make-up consisting of a little bit of some light eyeliner with a bit of mascara and gold eye-shadow for her dark amber eyes. Sometimes she throws in a little light pink blush like today. Finally, when she is satisfied with her appearance Ella grabs her music portfolio and her purse and parades out the door. It is a beautiful sunny day in her little town in Maine. It is a little breezy, but other than that, the weather is simply magnificent. As Ella walks to school she thinks about her song she had been working on for a couple weeks now. It is a soft melody, sort of like a lullaby. It is sweet and it flows. She still can’t really think of the right words for it. All Ella has so far for lyrics is:
And as we lay here under the stars
We both are looking but never seeing
That we are many worlds apart
Neither of us really believing.
Trying to make something of the separation
Always turning in the wrong directions
And somehow, in some way, the desperation,
The desperation keeps us running
Chapter Two (part one)
Friday mornings are always uneventful. Get up, get dressed, drag your feet to school, and simply be present for all your classes; well at least physically. This Friday was different, Ella awoke with a jump. She was dreaming that dream again. The dream where her and Fletch actually started dating, and kissed. Ella felt awkward about that. She didn’t like the idea of kissing her best friend. Ella just wants it to be the same, she is stubborn like that. She holds in her feelings if the outcome doesn’t seem right. This is what she decided; she would try and hush those feelings she had for Fletch. Besides, she doesn’t even know if they are in fact those feelings. You know those feelings you get when you really look at someone and you think, ‘wow, they are the best part of me. I never want to lose them.’ Those feelings, and then you start to like them because they are the best thing about you in your eyes. This is exactly what Ella is feeling, not a stupid little crush but a genuine liking of Fletcher, and not as her best friend, but more.
Ella decided to just try and push aside the dream, just like her feelings, and go along with her day. She decided today was going to be a good day. Why? Well first off, today was movie day in her classes. This means that she gets to sit in homeroom for the day and watch movies. Their school does this every year to get the year going. That means no homework over the weekend and no school work today. Secondly, her friends were coming over tonight for a back-to-school party. Third, while the movie is going Ella plans to work on her song she started writing lyrics for and she knows this song will be good. Lastly, Ella is just happy. She is happy with her life right now, happy with school and her classes, happy with her music and happy with herself.
As Ella was picking out her outfit for the day she heard footsteps on their grand staircase. “Mom, is that you?” Ella questioned.
As Heather appeared in Ella’s doorway she said, “Hi honey. I just wanted to make sure you were up. I am going into work early today; I shouldn’t be home until around seven. Are you guys okay for food and stuff until then?” Heather explained. She had this extra twinkle in her eye. Ella knew something was up, but she didn’t want to get into a heart-to-heart conversation with her mom right now.
“Yeah, of course. We were going to go to the diner across the street from the park after school. Then they are playing ‘Meeting You Again’ at the park and then we will be back here probably around the same time you will be here. Can we just order pizza when we get back here?” Ella elaborated on what she and her friends were doing after school today.
“Oh alright. Well that’s fine. Just keep it down in the basement, everything is down there. But, I should get ready and such. I will see you tonight. Have fun at school and with your friends. Tell the girls I said hi.” Heather said as she kissed Ella on the forehead and then proceeded to walk out of her room. It was more like a waddle, the pregnant walk. Ella laughed and continued getting ready for school.
Ella slipped on a one-shoulder multi-colored dress, and some designed black transparent tights, with a pair of her comfy brown leather buckled boots. It was supposed to be the last hot day of summer. She put her hair up into a messy-but-cute knot on the back of her head with a few curls flying out. She applied her soft make-up consisting of a little bit of some light eyeliner with a bit of mascara and gold eye-shadow for her dark amber eyes. Sometimes she throws in a little light pink blush like today. Finally, when she is satisfied with her appearance Ella grabs her music portfolio and her purse and parades out the door. It is a beautiful sunny day in her little town in Maine. It is a little breezy, but other than that, the weather is simply magnificent. As Ella walks to school she thinks about her song she had been working on for a couple weeks now. It is a soft melody, sort of like a lullaby. It is sweet and it flows. She still can’t really think of the right words for it. All Ella has so far for lyrics is:
And as we lay here under the stars
We both are looking but never seeing
That we are many worlds apart
Neither of us really believing.
Trying to make something of the separation
Always turning in the wrong directions
And somehow, in some way, the desperation,
The desperation keeps us running
I Never Knew, But It Has Always Been
You
Chapter One (part three)
As Fletcher backs out of Ella’s driveway, he thinks about her. He thinks about what would happen if they took their relationship to the next level. What about their friendship, and their friends? Fletch always thought that Ella was absolutely beautiful. When they were little kids, they used to pretend they were married. They would hold hands at recess and share ring-pops. He smiled at the millions of memories they shared. Ella was always there for him when he was grieving the loss of his mom. She is the only girl that has seen him cry. In fact, she is the only person in the world that has seen him cry. Fletch is strong, he was there for Ella when her dad left them. They have a very close relationship. Maybe it’s time to take it to the next level. Just one question floated in his head, does she like him back?
Well, Carson and Kay did it. They took their relationship to the next level. Of course Carson just moved here about two years ago, and their relationship wasn’t as close as Fletcher’s and Ella’s. Fletcher knew he could make it work. Fletcher knew he had to do something about his feelings, before another guy got to Ella. After all, Ella is one of the most beautiful girls in their school and he wouldn’t want her heart to be put in the wrong hands.
Fletcher got home to their tiny apartment and took a shower waiting for his dad. Jim usually works until around seven, but with this new project he is working on sometimes they work a little bit late. Fletch decided to start dinner and then kick back and watch the marathon of SVU. He wondered if Ella was working on her music, or watching the marathon.
Soon enough Jim came parading through the door, happier than usual. “Hey kid.” Jim greeted Fletcher. Fletcher thought of two options, ask his dad why he is so happy, or just try and ignore it. He went with the first one, knowing his dad, Jim would be telling Fletch about his day anyway.
“Hey, Dad I made salad, steak, and baked potatoes for supper. Yours is in the microwave. It got cold waiting for you.” Fletch said with a smile forming on his lips. “So why are you all of a sudden mister sunshine?” Fletch asked, not really wanting to know.
Jim went over to the microwave and put his dinner on for a minute. Then he turned back to Fletch with a corny smile plastered on his face. “Well for starters, we are working on this mansion for the executive producer of a new movie being filmed in Northern Maine. That means papa’s bringing home the dough.” Jim said acting like a gangster. Fletch just shook his head and let out a throaty laugh. “And second of all, I think I met someone.” Jim said. Fletch’s expression went from totally creeped out, to happy, to surprised. He knows that his father deserves to have someone in his life, and let’s face the facts, he isn’t exactly young anymore.
Maybe this is a good thing for him. He needs someone in his life, he has been lonely for too long. Jim gets his dinner out of the microwave and begins to tell Fletcher about this new woman he has found. Fletcher’s eyes widen with shock and confusion.
Hey guys, I'm so sorry these are split into parts like this. Stupid witty won't let me put it all into one. But bare with me, I'm trying! Thanks for reading. Follow me, comment me, anything I just want feedback. :)
Chapter One (part three)
As Fletcher backs out of Ella’s driveway, he thinks about her. He thinks about what would happen if they took their relationship to the next level. What about their friendship, and their friends? Fletch always thought that Ella was absolutely beautiful. When they were little kids, they used to pretend they were married. They would hold hands at recess and share ring-pops. He smiled at the millions of memories they shared. Ella was always there for him when he was grieving the loss of his mom. She is the only girl that has seen him cry. In fact, she is the only person in the world that has seen him cry. Fletch is strong, he was there for Ella when her dad left them. They have a very close relationship. Maybe it’s time to take it to the next level. Just one question floated in his head, does she like him back?
Well, Carson and Kay did it. They took their relationship to the next level. Of course Carson just moved here about two years ago, and their relationship wasn’t as close as Fletcher’s and Ella’s. Fletcher knew he could make it work. Fletcher knew he had to do something about his feelings, before another guy got to Ella. After all, Ella is one of the most beautiful girls in their school and he wouldn’t want her heart to be put in the wrong hands.
Fletcher got home to their tiny apartment and took a shower waiting for his dad. Jim usually works until around seven, but with this new project he is working on sometimes they work a little bit late. Fletch decided to start dinner and then kick back and watch the marathon of SVU. He wondered if Ella was working on her music, or watching the marathon.
Soon enough Jim came parading through the door, happier than usual. “Hey kid.” Jim greeted Fletcher. Fletcher thought of two options, ask his dad why he is so happy, or just try and ignore it. He went with the first one, knowing his dad, Jim would be telling Fletch about his day anyway.
“Hey, Dad I made salad, steak, and baked potatoes for supper. Yours is in the microwave. It got cold waiting for you.” Fletch said with a smile forming on his lips. “So why are you all of a sudden mister sunshine?” Fletch asked, not really wanting to know.
Jim went over to the microwave and put his dinner on for a minute. Then he turned back to Fletch with a corny smile plastered on his face. “Well for starters, we are working on this mansion for the executive producer of a new movie being filmed in Northern Maine. That means papa’s bringing home the dough.” Jim said acting like a gangster. Fletch just shook his head and let out a throaty laugh. “And second of all, I think I met someone.” Jim said. Fletch’s expression went from totally creeped out, to happy, to surprised. He knows that his father deserves to have someone in his life, and let’s face the facts, he isn’t exactly young anymore.
Maybe this is a good thing for him. He needs someone in his life, he has been lonely for too long. Jim gets his dinner out of the microwave and begins to tell Fletcher about this new woman he has found. Fletcher’s eyes widen with shock and confusion.
Hey guys, I'm so sorry these are split into parts like this. Stupid witty won't let me put it all into one. But bare with me, I'm trying! Thanks for reading. Follow me, comment me, anything I just want feedback. :)
I Never Knew, But It Has Always Been
You
Chapter One (part two)
During the school year when Ella comes home, she usually does her homework, then goes for an hour long run, and then works on her music for the rest of the night. She didn’t have any homework tonight so she shrugged on some shorts, a sports bra, and a tank-top. As she laced her sneakers up, the doorbell rang. “Who could that be?” Ella asked herself.
Ella reached up on her tippy-toes and looked through the peep hole. Fletcher. She opens the door, “Hey Fletch. Come in.” Ella stepped aside to let Fletcher come in.
For the first time, Ella noticed how simply gorgeous Fletcher is. He is tall, with that gorgeous dark brown hair, and those eyes. Those eyes are the two eyes Ella wouldn’t mind gazing in for awhile. His muscles, they’re not huge, but defined. ‘Snap out of it Ella, he’s your best friend’, Ella thought to herself. Fletcher takes a seat on the Thompsons’ black leather couch.
“Hey. So I was thinking….. On Friday night there is an outdoor movie playing at the park. We could all go to that and then walk back here afterwards. It’s just an idea though.” Fletcher smiled. Ella sat on the arm of the black, leather chair beside the couch. She just remembered that she probably looks like a mess because she is about to go running. She thought she saw Fletcher steal a glance at her, a certain kind of glance.
“Oh cool. What movie is it?” Ella asked smiling. She wondered if it was a romantic movie. What were these new feelings she is having?
Fletcher thinks for a minute. “Well, have you heard of that new one? Oh I can’t think of the name. Oh that’s going to bug me.” He says with a laugh. “It’s about the guy who moves to New York and then reunites with his old high school flame. I can’t think of the name” Fletcher says rubbing his forehead as if that would help him remember the name of the movie.
“Meeting You Again!” Ella shouts. She recognized Fletcher’s description from the preview she saw last night while she was watching a Law & Order SVU rerun.
Fletcher laughed and nodded his head a ‘yes’ “Yeah! Oh that would have bothered me until I figured it out. So anyhoo, do you want to do that? We could grab a bite to eat at the diner across the street then go to the movie?” Fletcher suggested. He noticed how Ella seemed to be lost in her thoughts. He always thought she was beautiful, the constant sparkle in her dark amber eyes, and the way her hair fell perfectly over her shoulders and cascaded down her back. Her warm smile and that one dimple have always made him smile immediately. ‘Fletch, dude. What are you thinking? This girl has been your best friend forever. Why are you thinking about her like that? Snap out of it, dude.’ Fletcher shook his head to get those thoughts out, and then just looked at Ella as she was about to respond.
“Yes. I remember seeing a preview last night when I was watching SVU. It looks really good. But Fletch, romantic-comedy isn’t your thing. Don’t go changing on me now.” Ella joked. Fletcher laughed along with her and started to get up to leave.
“I’m not changing anytime soon. I promise. Here, I’ll pinky promise you.” He outstretched pinky as Ella wrapped hers around it. They stood there in the pose for a little too long, gazing into each other’s eyes. It became awkward so Fletcher pulled away. “Alright, I’d better go. I’ll let you go back to what you were doing. Going for a run?” He said and smiled sweetly.
“Gee, how’d you guess?” Ella asked teasingly. “Alright. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow in homeroom. Bye Fletch.” Ella said as she walked him out to his car, which is a blue Saab.
“Bye Ella, see you tomorrow. Have fun on your run.” Fletcher said and then hopped in his car and backed out of the driveway.
Ella dug her iPod out of her pocket and put it on ‘shuffle’ on her playlist titled ‘Running’. As Ella ran her usual route, through the woods and circle around the lake and back, she thought about Fletcher. She decided she really needed to figure out the feelings she has for him. Are they really counted as feelings at all? Every girl she has ever known in her life thought Fletcher was cute at one point or another. The thing is, if they liked each other and made a relationship out of it, then what would happen to their friendship?
As the fast song blasted into Ella’s ears she thought about her father. She understood why he left, but she misses him. He hasn’t called in awhile and she misses joking with him, and being his little girl. Then she thinks about her mother, and the soon to be baby brother or sister she will have.
About forty-five minutes later Ella arrives back at home. She gets undressed and hops in the shower.
Chapter One (part two)
During the school year when Ella comes home, she usually does her homework, then goes for an hour long run, and then works on her music for the rest of the night. She didn’t have any homework tonight so she shrugged on some shorts, a sports bra, and a tank-top. As she laced her sneakers up, the doorbell rang. “Who could that be?” Ella asked herself.
Ella reached up on her tippy-toes and looked through the peep hole. Fletcher. She opens the door, “Hey Fletch. Come in.” Ella stepped aside to let Fletcher come in.
For the first time, Ella noticed how simply gorgeous Fletcher is. He is tall, with that gorgeous dark brown hair, and those eyes. Those eyes are the two eyes Ella wouldn’t mind gazing in for awhile. His muscles, they’re not huge, but defined. ‘Snap out of it Ella, he’s your best friend’, Ella thought to herself. Fletcher takes a seat on the Thompsons’ black leather couch.
“Hey. So I was thinking….. On Friday night there is an outdoor movie playing at the park. We could all go to that and then walk back here afterwards. It’s just an idea though.” Fletcher smiled. Ella sat on the arm of the black, leather chair beside the couch. She just remembered that she probably looks like a mess because she is about to go running. She thought she saw Fletcher steal a glance at her, a certain kind of glance.
“Oh cool. What movie is it?” Ella asked smiling. She wondered if it was a romantic movie. What were these new feelings she is having?
Fletcher thinks for a minute. “Well, have you heard of that new one? Oh I can’t think of the name. Oh that’s going to bug me.” He says with a laugh. “It’s about the guy who moves to New York and then reunites with his old high school flame. I can’t think of the name” Fletcher says rubbing his forehead as if that would help him remember the name of the movie.
“Meeting You Again!” Ella shouts. She recognized Fletcher’s description from the preview she saw last night while she was watching a Law & Order SVU rerun.
Fletcher laughed and nodded his head a ‘yes’ “Yeah! Oh that would have bothered me until I figured it out. So anyhoo, do you want to do that? We could grab a bite to eat at the diner across the street then go to the movie?” Fletcher suggested. He noticed how Ella seemed to be lost in her thoughts. He always thought she was beautiful, the constant sparkle in her dark amber eyes, and the way her hair fell perfectly over her shoulders and cascaded down her back. Her warm smile and that one dimple have always made him smile immediately. ‘Fletch, dude. What are you thinking? This girl has been your best friend forever. Why are you thinking about her like that? Snap out of it, dude.’ Fletcher shook his head to get those thoughts out, and then just looked at Ella as she was about to respond.
“Yes. I remember seeing a preview last night when I was watching SVU. It looks really good. But Fletch, romantic-comedy isn’t your thing. Don’t go changing on me now.” Ella joked. Fletcher laughed along with her and started to get up to leave.
“I’m not changing anytime soon. I promise. Here, I’ll pinky promise you.” He outstretched pinky as Ella wrapped hers around it. They stood there in the pose for a little too long, gazing into each other’s eyes. It became awkward so Fletcher pulled away. “Alright, I’d better go. I’ll let you go back to what you were doing. Going for a run?” He said and smiled sweetly.
“Gee, how’d you guess?” Ella asked teasingly. “Alright. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow in homeroom. Bye Fletch.” Ella said as she walked him out to his car, which is a blue Saab.
“Bye Ella, see you tomorrow. Have fun on your run.” Fletcher said and then hopped in his car and backed out of the driveway.
Ella dug her iPod out of her pocket and put it on ‘shuffle’ on her playlist titled ‘Running’. As Ella ran her usual route, through the woods and circle around the lake and back, she thought about Fletcher. She decided she really needed to figure out the feelings she has for him. Are they really counted as feelings at all? Every girl she has ever known in her life thought Fletcher was cute at one point or another. The thing is, if they liked each other and made a relationship out of it, then what would happen to their friendship?
As the fast song blasted into Ella’s ears she thought about her father. She understood why he left, but she misses him. He hasn’t called in awhile and she misses joking with him, and being his little girl. Then she thinks about her mother, and the soon to be baby brother or sister she will have.
About forty-five minutes later Ella arrives back at home. She gets undressed and hops in the shower.
I Never Knew, But It Has Always Been
You.....
Chapter One (part one)
Crunch, crunch, crunch the leaves go as Ella’s feet step on the leaves on her way to school. It’s the first day of sophomore year, finally not a freshman anymore. Ella’s usual path to school consists of walking to the end of her street, cutting through the woods, and through the backyard of the school. It only takes her about fifteen minutes. She is usually early, so she spends her time sitting under the massive willow tree in the high school’s front yard writing lyrics to her latest tune.
She reaches the tree and stretches out her long legs as she thinks about the notes that her fingers press as she hits the keys of her grand piano. Ella reaches back and tucks her thick, curly, blonde hair behind her ear as she begins to write lyrics to her song titled “Invisible”.
After a couple minutes of brainstorming and writing she hears footsteps coming her way and glances up to see Kay and Jeanette. The two girls glide towards her and sink down next to Ella. Kay, Jeanette, and Ella, the three of them are best friends since pre-kindergarten. All three of them are gorgeous and well-known in their tiny high school, and unique in their own different ways. There is Ella, the artistic, musical, class president, with a girl-next-door personality. Then there is Kay, the caring, quiet when she is in public, and captain of the girls’ basketball team. Lastly there is Jeanette, the down-to-earth head cheerleader, and beautiful dancer.
“Are you ready for the first day of not being a freshman?” Ella asks with a twinkle in her dark amber eyes.
“Oh my goodness, yes. We finally aren’t the lowest on the totem pole.” Kay jokes. The three girls laugh greatly.
The girls chat for a little while longer and then the first bell rang. They went to their separate assigned homerooms. Ella’s homeroom teacher is a young man named Mr. Turner. He is quite good-looking according to Ella. As he went through the usual rules and expectations, attendance, and morning announcements Ella glanced over at Fletcher Simmons. Their last names are close together in the alphabet, they have been in the same classes and homeroom since kindergarten. Ella and Fletcher have been close friends; they have been through a lot together.
As predicted by Ella, Mr. Turner called for assigned seating so he could get to know the names of his students. After all, it is his first year teaching in their small town. Also as predicted, Ella and Fletcher sat right next to each other, again with the alphabetical last name thing. As the minute hand crept from minute to minute Fletcher and Ella discussed their schedule similarities. “Hey look! We have five out of seven classes together, not including lunch. Well, obviously we have homeroom first together. First period Algebra 2, second period Spanish 3, fourth period chemistry. Oh cool. That means for fifth period we have Health, Gym, and Study Hall together. Then lunch, then sixth period we both have English. We don’t have third period and seventh period together. Well that’s okay.” Fletcher explains. He looks at Ella with his vibrant green eyes and an outstretched smile revealing his straight white teeth.
Ella smiles back and responds, “Yeah, I have History third period and you have it seventh. I have theatre last and you have Art third period and History last. Oh well, I’m sure I’ll get sick of you soon enough”, Ella jokes. Fletcher lets out a laugh and shakes his shaggy, chocolate brown hair.
Soon enough the fifteen minutes pass and they both head to first period Algebra 2 with Mrs. Shepherd. The teacher explains the rules in a boring monotone voice and gives handouts of expectations in her class and a list of what the students will be covering this year.
Lunch was slowly arriving and throughout the day the friends discovered what classes they had together. Every class they each had a friend in. Ella, Jeanette, Kay, Fletcher, Carson, and Todd all entered the cafeteria and picked out their usual table near the left side of the lunch room. They all sat down and began sharing stories of their first day of school. They discussed which teachers the liked and disliked and their favorite classes and not favorite classes. “So guys, my mom said you could come to my house Friday night, for awhile. We can go swimming and stuff. It’s supposed to be the last hot day until next year.” Ella offered.
In response she got “okay’s” and “sure’s” from all of her friends. So it was set, Friday night is going to be great. The rest of the day went by fast and soon enough Ella arrived home.
Her mother was at work and wouldn’t be home until around seven. Ella’s mom is a house decorator. Mostly interior stuff, like designing the kitchen and stuff like that. There is an old mansion in the outskirts of their tiny town that is being remodeled and Heather was asked to design it. They work long hours sometimes because the producer wants it done by a certain day so he can move in. Heather is such a great mom to Ella. Even though Heather and Ella’s father just split up towards the beginning of summer, she is at peace with him and herself. She is very smart and intellectual, and lives a simple life. She is almost two months pregnant with her second child. Heather has that natural motherly sense about her, caring and absolutely loving. She is a very independent woman, but would love a man in her life, but she doesn’t need one. She fell out of love with her ex-husband, and now she is looking for a boyfriend. She is only thirty-four; she married her high school sweetheart, Keith, and had Ella when she was seventeen. Sometimes young love, doesn’t always last.
Chapter One (part one)
Crunch, crunch, crunch the leaves go as Ella’s feet step on the leaves on her way to school. It’s the first day of sophomore year, finally not a freshman anymore. Ella’s usual path to school consists of walking to the end of her street, cutting through the woods, and through the backyard of the school. It only takes her about fifteen minutes. She is usually early, so she spends her time sitting under the massive willow tree in the high school’s front yard writing lyrics to her latest tune.
She reaches the tree and stretches out her long legs as she thinks about the notes that her fingers press as she hits the keys of her grand piano. Ella reaches back and tucks her thick, curly, blonde hair behind her ear as she begins to write lyrics to her song titled “Invisible”.
After a couple minutes of brainstorming and writing she hears footsteps coming her way and glances up to see Kay and Jeanette. The two girls glide towards her and sink down next to Ella. Kay, Jeanette, and Ella, the three of them are best friends since pre-kindergarten. All three of them are gorgeous and well-known in their tiny high school, and unique in their own different ways. There is Ella, the artistic, musical, class president, with a girl-next-door personality. Then there is Kay, the caring, quiet when she is in public, and captain of the girls’ basketball team. Lastly there is Jeanette, the down-to-earth head cheerleader, and beautiful dancer.
“Are you ready for the first day of not being a freshman?” Ella asks with a twinkle in her dark amber eyes.
“Oh my goodness, yes. We finally aren’t the lowest on the totem pole.” Kay jokes. The three girls laugh greatly.
The girls chat for a little while longer and then the first bell rang. They went to their separate assigned homerooms. Ella’s homeroom teacher is a young man named Mr. Turner. He is quite good-looking according to Ella. As he went through the usual rules and expectations, attendance, and morning announcements Ella glanced over at Fletcher Simmons. Their last names are close together in the alphabet, they have been in the same classes and homeroom since kindergarten. Ella and Fletcher have been close friends; they have been through a lot together.
As predicted by Ella, Mr. Turner called for assigned seating so he could get to know the names of his students. After all, it is his first year teaching in their small town. Also as predicted, Ella and Fletcher sat right next to each other, again with the alphabetical last name thing. As the minute hand crept from minute to minute Fletcher and Ella discussed their schedule similarities. “Hey look! We have five out of seven classes together, not including lunch. Well, obviously we have homeroom first together. First period Algebra 2, second period Spanish 3, fourth period chemistry. Oh cool. That means for fifth period we have Health, Gym, and Study Hall together. Then lunch, then sixth period we both have English. We don’t have third period and seventh period together. Well that’s okay.” Fletcher explains. He looks at Ella with his vibrant green eyes and an outstretched smile revealing his straight white teeth.
Ella smiles back and responds, “Yeah, I have History third period and you have it seventh. I have theatre last and you have Art third period and History last. Oh well, I’m sure I’ll get sick of you soon enough”, Ella jokes. Fletcher lets out a laugh and shakes his shaggy, chocolate brown hair.
Soon enough the fifteen minutes pass and they both head to first period Algebra 2 with Mrs. Shepherd. The teacher explains the rules in a boring monotone voice and gives handouts of expectations in her class and a list of what the students will be covering this year.
Lunch was slowly arriving and throughout the day the friends discovered what classes they had together. Every class they each had a friend in. Ella, Jeanette, Kay, Fletcher, Carson, and Todd all entered the cafeteria and picked out their usual table near the left side of the lunch room. They all sat down and began sharing stories of their first day of school. They discussed which teachers the liked and disliked and their favorite classes and not favorite classes. “So guys, my mom said you could come to my house Friday night, for awhile. We can go swimming and stuff. It’s supposed to be the last hot day until next year.” Ella offered.
In response she got “okay’s” and “sure’s” from all of her friends. So it was set, Friday night is going to be great. The rest of the day went by fast and soon enough Ella arrived home.
Her mother was at work and wouldn’t be home until around seven. Ella’s mom is a house decorator. Mostly interior stuff, like designing the kitchen and stuff like that. There is an old mansion in the outskirts of their tiny town that is being remodeled and Heather was asked to design it. They work long hours sometimes because the producer wants it done by a certain day so he can move in. Heather is such a great mom to Ella. Even though Heather and Ella’s father just split up towards the beginning of summer, she is at peace with him and herself. She is very smart and intellectual, and lives a simple life. She is almost two months pregnant with her second child. Heather has that natural motherly sense about her, caring and absolutely loving. She is a very independent woman, but would love a man in her life, but she doesn’t need one. She fell out of love with her ex-husband, and now she is looking for a boyfriend. She is only thirty-four; she married her high school sweetheart, Keith, and had Ella when she was seventeen. Sometimes young love, doesn’t always last.
Hey everyone. I just wanted to let you guys
know that I'm going to post my story on here as well as
mibba.com. So I wanted to post a summary first just so I don't
jump right into the story. I hope you enjoy! :)
Ella’s father left the family right after he learned that Ella’s mom (Heather Thompson) became pregnant with their second child. They weren’t getting along great anyways and were planning to split up; it was the best thing for Ella and this new baby. Fletcher’s mother died when he was just four years old, and has ever since been raised by his devoted father (Jim). Jim had a hard time with the death of his wife, but soon got right back on track. He knew he had a responsibility; raising Fletcher. Fletcher has been in school with the same people ever since kindergarten. Fletcher is friends with everyone, but his main group consists of Ella, Kay, Jeanette, Carson, and Todd. They all hang out, all the time. The friends enjoy going down to their usual hang out spot, the local park and listening to music or just simply talking.
Jim and Heather get stuck working together on a mansion being built for an executive producer. They learn new things about each other, and discover that it’s okay to love again after what they have both been through. What will this mean for Ella and Fletcher? They have always been friends, but now they will be closer than ever living in the same house. New secrets will be shared, new feelings will be expressed, and new loves will form.
Ella’s father left the family right after he learned that Ella’s mom (Heather Thompson) became pregnant with their second child. They weren’t getting along great anyways and were planning to split up; it was the best thing for Ella and this new baby. Fletcher’s mother died when he was just four years old, and has ever since been raised by his devoted father (Jim). Jim had a hard time with the death of his wife, but soon got right back on track. He knew he had a responsibility; raising Fletcher. Fletcher has been in school with the same people ever since kindergarten. Fletcher is friends with everyone, but his main group consists of Ella, Kay, Jeanette, Carson, and Todd. They all hang out, all the time. The friends enjoy going down to their usual hang out spot, the local park and listening to music or just simply talking.
Jim and Heather get stuck working together on a mansion being built for an executive producer. They learn new things about each other, and discover that it’s okay to love again after what they have both been through. What will this mean for Ella and Fletcher? They have always been friends, but now they will be closer than ever living in the same house. New secrets will be shared, new feelings will be expressed, and new loves will form.
Hey everyone. I just wanted to let you guys
know that I'm going to post my story on here as well as
mibba.com. So I wanted to post a summary first just so I don't
jump right into the story. I hope you enjoy! :)
Ella’s father left the family right after he learned that Ella’s mom (Heather Thompson) became pregnant with their second child. They weren’t getting along great anyways and were planning to split up; it was the best thing for Ella and this new baby. Fletcher’s mother died when he was just four years old, and has ever since been raised by his devoted father (Jim). Jim had a hard time with the death of his wife, but soon got right back on track. He knew he had a responsibility; raising Fletcher. Fletcher has been in school with the same people ever since kindergarten. Fletcher is friends with everyone, but his main group consists of Ella, Kay, Jeanette, Carson, and Todd. They all hang out, all the time. The friends enjoy going down to their usual hang out spot, the local park and listening to music or just simply talking.
Jim and Heather get stuck working together on a mansion being built for an executive producer. They learn new things about each other, and discover that it’s okay to love again after what they have both been through. What will this mean for Ella and Fletcher? They have always been friends, but now they will be closer than ever living in the same house. New secrets will be shared, new feelings will be expressed, and new loves will form.
Ella’s father left the family right after he learned that Ella’s mom (Heather Thompson) became pregnant with their second child. They weren’t getting along great anyways and were planning to split up; it was the best thing for Ella and this new baby. Fletcher’s mother died when he was just four years old, and has ever since been raised by his devoted father (Jim). Jim had a hard time with the death of his wife, but soon got right back on track. He knew he had a responsibility; raising Fletcher. Fletcher has been in school with the same people ever since kindergarten. Fletcher is friends with everyone, but his main group consists of Ella, Kay, Jeanette, Carson, and Todd. They all hang out, all the time. The friends enjoy going down to their usual hang out spot, the local park and listening to music or just simply talking.
Jim and Heather get stuck working together on a mansion being built for an executive producer. They learn new things about each other, and discover that it’s okay to love again after what they have both been through. What will this mean for Ella and Fletcher? They have always been friends, but now they will be closer than ever living in the same house. New secrets will be shared, new feelings will be expressed, and new loves will form.