(A/N: I want you to give advice to Arielle, she'll interact with you and tell you about her life. It's like a roleplay type story. She'll spill a bit more of her story every so often and you can ask her questions. So please read and review and ask her questions about her life. They'll be answered in Part Two!)
So how weird does my life sound? My name is Arielle and I'm about to take you on a journey. Go back to about a month and a half ago. What were you doing? It was the last week before the holidays for me...
It was physics, a pretty boring lesson, and because it was the last lesson before the end of school, the teachers had given up trying to teach us. So we were doing each others make-up, hair and everything. Basically, we were reapplying our heavy eyeliner and eyeshadow.
Well that doesn't take up our entire physics lesson mooning over how romantic valentines day was. As it was the 14th. So we started playing dares involving our friends, who just so happened to be boys, on the front row. So we asked for hugs, asked out various nerd boys around the class. Even told them they were sexy, then focused our attention on the front row.
First Sara, my gossipy friend, was dared to kiss Matt. So she called him over and he refused to kiss her. When I asked why he said it was just that it was Sara. I asked him if he was a fridge to get him annoyed so he quickly kissed me which made me a bit giggly and walked off. He is kinda cute after all...
Then Charly asked another of them, Tom, for a kiss. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and ran for it, making us all giggle. Well it was my turn for a dare and there was only one boy left.
His name was Marc Douglas, and he was so sweet. He had large light brown eyes, with extraordinary long eyelashes. He had a very nice mouth (heh heh heh) and he has rosy cheeks. He's half french, hence the funny spelled name. I had to ask him for a valentine's kiss.
So I called him over and said "Marc, can I have a Valentine's kiss please?" He nodded and hugged me, kissing me on the cheek. Then the teacher's voice cut through the crowd.
"There is so much love in the room," She said, as all my friends began to laugh. Marc glowed redder
than I've ever seen someone go. I must've been quite red too.
It was then that I fell in love with him. He was so vunerable to everyone's taunts. Even the teachers. All his friends were laughing at him...
We spent the rest of the lesson talking about the redness of Marc's face. Then as the teacher left she called. "And Marc, I'll never forget that blush!" To which he turned red again.
Now I realise it was more than embarrassment that made him glow.
I fell in love with him, but told no one. No one could know what it felt like. No one. So I kept quiet, well, for a few weeks. After that I had to let it slip...
(A/N: Please talk to Arielle, she's bored within the confinements of my mind. Yes, she is an alter-ego. There is a twist to the end of this story mind!)
So how weird does my life sound? My name is Arielle and I'm about to take you on a journey. Go back to about a month and a half ago. What were you doing? It was the last week before the holidays for me...
It was physics, a pretty boring lesson, and because it was the last lesson before the end of school, the teachers had given up trying to teach us. So we were doing each others make-up, hair and everything. Basically, we were reapplying our heavy eyeliner and eyeshadow.
Well that doesn't take up our entire physics lesson mooning over how romantic valentines day was. As it was the 14th. So we started playing dares involving our friends, who just so happened to be boys, on the front row. So we asked for hugs, asked out various nerd boys around the class. Even told them they were sexy, then focused our attention on the front row.
First Sara, my gossipy friend, was dared to kiss Matt. So she called him over and he refused to kiss her. When I asked why he said it was just that it was Sara. I asked him if he was a fridge to get him annoyed so he quickly kissed me which made me a bit giggly and walked off. He is kinda cute after all...
Then Charly asked another of them, Tom, for a kiss. He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and ran for it, making us all giggle. Well it was my turn for a dare and there was only one boy left.
His name was Marc Douglas, and he was so sweet. He had large light brown eyes, with extraordinary long eyelashes. He had a very nice mouth (heh heh heh) and he has rosy cheeks. He's half french, hence the funny spelled name. I had to ask him for a valentine's kiss.
So I called him over and said "Marc, can I have a Valentine's kiss please?" He nodded and hugged me, kissing me on the cheek. Then the teacher's voice cut through the crowd.
"There is so much love in the room," She said, as all my friends began to laugh. Marc glowed redder
than I've ever seen someone go. I must've been quite red too.It was then that I fell in love with him. He was so vunerable to everyone's taunts. Even the teachers. All his friends were laughing at him...
We spent the rest of the lesson talking about the redness of Marc's face. Then as the teacher left she called. "And Marc, I'll never forget that blush!" To which he turned red again.
Now I realise it was more than embarrassment that made him glow.
I fell in love with him, but told no one. No one could know what it felt like. No one. So I kept quiet, well, for a few weeks. After that I had to let it slip...
(A/N: Please talk to Arielle, she's bored within the confinements of my mind. Yes, she is an alter-ego. There is a twist to the end of this story mind!)
