A Boy

November 17, 2010
I wasn’t expecting to like it here. After all, I had no boyfriend, only a couple old friends from summer camp whom live here by coincidence, and I didn’t want to come here anyway.

Then I walked into my new high school. Then I saw him. He had black hair that was falling I his face, green eyes, and was putting books into his locker. I saw no one else to ask where my locker was (purposely). So I walked up to him.

“Excuse me.” I said.

“Yes?” He replied.

“Where is locker 214?” I asked.

“Right here.” He pointed to the locker next to his.

“Okay, thanks.” I began to open it.

“Your new, right.”


“I’m Kyle.” He stuck his hand out.

“Courtney.” I shook his hand.

“So um, I was wondering, if you might want to go out sometime?” He sad uneasily.

“Really? Sure.” I said smiling.

My life here was now beginning.

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awriterslife said...
Nov. 21, 2010 at 10:02 am
great start, but definitely too short. the boy would never ask so quickly, try to make it longer, they run into eachother, silly things happen, he asks her out, etc. but good start :)
emmernemmer replied...
Nov. 21, 2010 at 11:27 am
Ok thanks ill work on it mayb ill post a: A Boy (edited)
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