Dream Boy Part 2

Hey!

It's been a week and I've written a lot more of this story and a bit of Mystery Man as well. But for now I present the second chapter of Dream Boy. It's kinda boring but I promise that part 3 gets very interesting......

Enjoy!

We kept walking, hands entwined until we had gone inside and walked up the stairs. We stopped, turned and faced each other. He leant in and gave me a quick, gentle kiss. His smile was heart- warming and cheeky. “Night, beautiful.” “Night, Liam,” I replied. We parted and I headed for Alice’s room, further down the corridor. I opened the door and found the lights were off and Alice looked like she was asleep. I quietly shut the door behind me, took off my swimmers, slipped into my PJs and climbed into bed. I closed my eyes, contemplating what just happened and feeling so happy and satisfied that I had found love at last.

I woke up to sun shining through the windows and I heard birds say good morning to each other. I rolled over, stretched and rubbed my tired eyes. “Morning,” said Alice. “Morning.” My voice sounded course and low, but then again I had only just woken up. “Did you sleep well?” she asked. I nodded. I opened my mouth to yawn and just then my stomach gave a very loud rumble and Alice laughed. “You want something to eat?” “Yeah, that’d be nice.” We dragged ourselves out of bed and came downstairs to the kitchen. Alice’s mum, Sarah and Liam were already there, Sarah cooking breakfast and Liam sitting at the bench. Liam’s hair was a mess, sticking in every direction and it made him look so adorable. They looked up as we came in, Liam giving me a secret smile. I smiled back and looked away, my cheeks turning pink. He made my heart flutter with excitement, even after last night. “Ah, you’re up,” said Sarah. “I was just about to come and get you.” Alice hurried over to the stove to see what was cooking and I followed. “Bacon, eggs, baked beans-” The toaster next to me dinged, making us both jump. “And toast!” I added. Sarah served up breakfast for the four of us; Alice’s father was away on a business trip. We sat down at the table and began to eat.

“Wow. That was good,” I said, pushing away my empty plate. “Yeah, thanks Mum,” added Alice. “What? Do I get no credit?” asked Liam. Alice gave him a withering look and I giggled. Sarah spoke up. “Bella, you’d better call your mum to come and pick you up.” “Oh, yeah,” I said. “Where’s your phone?” “Just around the corner,” said Alice, pointing to a corridor, just off the kitchen. I took my plate over to the sink and then walked in the direction that Alice had indicated. I felt like I had only just came here and now I was leaving only moments later. I wanted to spend more time with Liam, but it would be a bit awkward with Alice and her mum here. That reminded me. I saw the phone as soon as I walked in. Next to the phone was a pad of stickynotes and a pen. Perfect. I wrote my mobile number and drew a little love heart next to it. I would give that to Liam when I left. But being without Liam was beginning to feel like half of me was missing.

“Did you call her?” asked Alice as I walked back into the kitchen. “Yeah,” I nodded, sitting down. “When is she coming?” asked Sarah. “In half an hour,” I replied. “Well, you had better pack up your things. Alice, you’ll help her won’t you?” Sarah’s tone was playful. “Yes, mum,” Alice groaned. I light-heartedly punched her on the arm. “Come on, let’s go,” I said, heading for the stairs.

Before I knew it I had changed, packed my bag and I was walking out the door, followed by my mum, Sarah, Alice and Liam. I walked to our car, dumped my bag in the boot and walked back. My mum and Sarah were still talking, taking forever to walk to the end of their driveway. I hugged Alice, said thank you and then turned to Liam. “Um, goodbye,” I said, extending my hand. Liam took it and then paused, his face furrowed in confusion. For in my hand, I had concealed the sticky-note with my number on it, folded between my fingers. “Yeah, bye,” he said. I felt him take the note and he had the sense to keep it hidden in his hand. I smiled and walked to my mum, said goodbye and thanks to Sarah and then half dragged my mum away. I opened the door climbed in the car. I turned and waved out the window and I saw Liam sneakily read the note. I saw his face light up and he lifted his head and his eyes met mine, just as my mum put the car into gear and drove away. I smiled to myself, knowing that I would not have to wait long to see him again.

More Writing!

I hate making names for these posts.

Anyway, I have decided to name my previous story, Dream Boy. I'm writing more of it now so I should be posting more of it sometime soon.

But I am going to show you another story inspired by Romeo and Juliet again, and it is called, My Mystery Man.

Enjoy!

I was sitting by my fish tank, just daydreaming as usual, not really looking at anything. As I glanced around my room I did a double take. A fact was peering at my fish tank from the other side. I stood up slowly and walked over. As I came closer, the face turned away from the fish and looked at me. Wow. I was instantly captured and enwrapped. A few little stands had escaped his well-groomed, golden, caramel, brown hair and were hanging by the edge of his eyes. And his eyes, oh, his eyes. His eyes were a beautiful, sapphire blue in a perfect heart-shaped face. His lips were a soft shade of red which curved into a cheeky smile before me. I blushed and looked away but I couldn’t keep my gaze away for long. He smiled again, lent against the glass and made a fish face. I laughed and backed away and I heard a faint chuckle from behind the glass. Just then I heard, “Bella? Are you ready?” from downstairs. The smile vanished from my face and I looked at the clock. It was 5:30! I had completely forgotten about the party! “Um, give me a minute!” I called back. I ran to my desk and hurriedly searched for a blank piece of paper. I grabbed a pen and scribbled down the address of the party and ran to the tank. Mercifully, he was still there, gazing through the glass. I pressed the note against the tank and I saw his eyes move quickly as he read it. “Be there at 6 tonight!” I called through the glass. He nodded. “I’ll be there,” flashing me another one of his dazzling smiles. I smiled back and then jumped as Mum came into my room. “I’m ready,” I said, moving away from the tank. “Good, let’s get moving,” said Mum. She ran out the door and I grabbed my bag. I stopped at the door and looked back at the tank. To one side of it, I saw half of his beautiful face, peering out and still smiling. I grinned back and reluctantly, tore my gaze away and ran out the door.

The car trip to the party seemed to take a lifetime. I was almost bouncing in my seat with excitement and nervousness. Who is he? What was he doing in my house? How did he find my room? These questions didn’t worry me, they just made me curious as to who this mystery man is. My mum had been watching me throughout the journey to the party. As stopped at a red light, she spoke. “What is up with you? What are you jumping like a jelly bean?” I was quickly brought back to reality. “Um, I’m just excited for the party.” Mum didn’t reply but I’m pretty sure that she didn’t believe me.

We finally arrived at the party, which form the noise of chatter and laughter, it was well under way. I nearly leaped out of the car and Mum joined me as we walked up their driveway. We stepped through the front door and were instantly welcomed by the party’s host, Christine. Mum had known her for years and she had known me since birth. I quickly said hello and then scanned the room for my mystery man. I walked around the kitchen, the balcony, the garden but he was nowhere to be found. I had decided that he just wasn’t here yet and so I took some nibbles and a drink and went outside onto the back balcony. It was thankfully deserted; leaving me with the night sky and my thoughts. I’m not going to lie. I was a bit disappointed that he wasn’t there straight away but then again, he wasn’t formerly invited. But I wouldn’t be upset for long.

“Hey!” a voice half-whispered, half-spoken from below me. I looked down and hiding behind a tree was my mystery man. A smile immediately broke out on my face and my heart started to flutter. “You made it!” “Yeah, I’m sorry I’m a bit late,” he replied. “That’s fine, but why are you hiding?” I said. “My mum is here and I’m supposed to be at home,” he whispered. “Darling?” I heard my Mum’s voice from inside. Ugh. Mum had the worst timing. “Yeah?” I called back. “Dinner’s being served!” “Ah, coming!” I looked down and he was still there, smiling his beautiful smile. “Wait,” I called down to him. I grabbed my bag and rummaged through it. I pulled out my phone and dropped it off the side of the balcony. He caught it and looked up at me quizzically. “Put your number in. Quick!” I saw him hurriedly press buttons and after a few moments, he stopped typing and threw the phone back to me. Luckily I caught it. “I’ve got to go now, I’m sorry,” I said. He chuckled. “Don’t be, I’d better go as well. Maybe next time we can actually meet.” I smiled. “Until next time.” I glanced at my phone. “Alex,” I added. He grinned at the sound of his name, and with a final look he stepped out from behind the tree and ran away into the night; leaving me on the balcony looking out as he vanished into the dark.

Sorry.

Sorry.
I do realise that I haven't posted anything in about 9 months. I guess I just lost interest.

I've kinda given up with my previous Short Story.

Recently, in class I have been writing other stuff. And that is what I'm going to give you today.

I present to you, a Romeo and Juliet Inspired story.

Enjoy!

I thought it was just an average day in my average life. If only I’d known that morning of what was yet to happen. I had recently met a new girl at my school. Alice and I immediately bonded over LOTR and the Hobbit. On Friday, I was invited to her place to stay the night. And that was where the magic happened.

We dumped our bags on the floor and crashed onto her queen-sized bed. “Oh my God. It is so hot,” Alice panted. “Yeah, I think Sydney might’ve reached its limit, and that’s hard to do,” I replied, equally exhausted. “Thank the Lord I’ve got a pool,” Alice sighed. I shot up. “You have a pool?!” “Yeah! Of course!” “Well, what are we waiting for?!” Alice stood up and grabbed some swimmers and we got changed. We ran down the stairs and outside. I looked up and froze. There was a boy, standing by the pool. He had heard us coming and he turned around. I was instantly struck by his beauty. His golden hair almost glowed in the afternoon sun. His soft, brown eyes held warmth and comfort and his lips were the perfect shade of pink. As we came closer, his lips curved into an adorable half-smile. “Hey sis,” he said. Oh my God. His voice was like liquid gold; the voice of an angel. “Bella, this is my brother, Liam. Liam, this is Bella from school. She’s staying the night.” “It’s nice to meet you,” he said, still smiling. “Likewise,” I blurted out. “Would you two like something to drink? I was just about to get myself one,” he said. “A Coke, please,” said Alice. “I’ll have a Sprite, thanks,” I said. “Ok,” he said, walking to the house. The instant he was inside, I exploded. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a brother?!” I half-screamed. “I’m sorry! I forgot!” I gave her an angry, cheeky grin and without warning, I pushed her into the pool. I laughed and jumped in after her. As we both surfaced we began splashing each other, only stopping when Liam returned with our drinks. We swan to the edge and hoisted ourselves out. We continued to swim and play games with Liam until late afternoon. We got out and made dinner; not bothering to change we were getting back in straight after. After dinner, I asked Alice, “You’re coming back in right?” She hesitated. “Now that I think about it, I don’t think that I will. It’s gone a bit cold,” she said. I was a bit disappointed. “Oh, okay. Well, can I go in anyway?” “Sure,” she said.

I left the kitchen and headed down to the pool. I opened the gate and walked down the pool steps; feeling the water rise up around me almost sucking me in. I walked till I could not stand and I sank beneath the water. I loved the felling of cool water around me, it felt like bliss. I opened my eyes and saw the beautiful blueness of the water but I also was a flicker of movement from the corner of my eye. I kicked off the ground and rose to the surface. I gasped as my head broke the surface and as my eyes focused I saw Liam sitting on the steps of the pool. “Hey,” he said. “Hey what are you doing here?” I said, swimming towards him. “I felt that you could use some company,” he said smiling. I blushed and sat one step below him. “How old are you?” I asked, to fill the silence. “17, and you’re 15 right?” I nodded. “Your hair looks really pretty in the moonlight,” he said. I looked up at him in surprise and it was his turn to look away and his face gave the impression that he was angry with himself. I giggled and said, “So does yours,” I replied. His eyes found mine and stayed there. Very slowly, he began to shift to the step that I was sitting on. His hand went to my cheek and pushed a few strands of hair away from my face. He began to lean towards me and my heart rate was ecstatically high. My eyes closed as our lips touched. Oh my god. I had never felt anything like it before in my life and I loved it. But it was a shock to my body. My blood boiled under my skin and I breathed in really sharply. Liam instantly pulled away. “Sorry,” he said, blushing furiously. “No,” I said, as if in a trance. “That was amazing.” I took is face in my hands and kissed him passionately. I felt him relax under my touch and he returned with one equally as story. My hands slide to his neck and curled into his hair and back, feeling his hard, smooth muscles under his shirt. I felt his hands exploring my hair and neck, then found my shoulders and back. We were completely oblivious to the world around us and as we twisted and tried to find more of each other, we slipped off the edge of the step and fell with a splash into the pool. The cold of the water came as a shock to both of us and we broke apart and rose to the surface. I laughed and he joined in, smiling as we drew close again and continued to kiss and embrace each other. My shaking hands slid to his waist and attempted to pull his shirt off. I gave up as he pulled it off himself. He tossed it aside and lifted my chin and pressed his lips to mine. I’m not entirely sure how long we stayed there, in each other’s arms, in the pool, at night, but I didn’t care. Eventually, we broke apart and opened our eyes. His brown ones glistened with love and care as he smiled at me. “I-I think I love you,” he stuttered. I giggled. “That’s fine by me.” As he leaned forward, I pushed back. His grin began to fade and he lowered his hand. I splashed him in the face. I laughed at his expression of surprise and mock horror. He splashed me back and it became a crazy battle, full of water and laughter. As we fought, Liam came closer and snuck up behind me and hugged me; pulling me to his chest. As his arms tightened around me, I relaxed and rested my head against his shoulder, looking up towards his beautiful face. I stroked his cheek and gave him a soft kiss. “Come on, let’s get out. It’s getting cold,” I said, gently pulling away from him. He followed me out of the pool holding my hand, our fingers entwined. He opened the gate for me and I walked out, the gate closing softly behind him. We took our time walking back to the house, as if we had all the time in the world. I can’t imagine what we must’ve looked like to someone else. Two teenagers, holding hands, walking slowly in the moonlight.