Yay!! I like that idea of Mitchel getting dumped too. Well you know what I mean, it would make a good story. Not that I actually like the idea of someone dumping him.... that would be RUDE and sad!! :)
Okay, so lots of you commented. And I decided to do Mitchel is the one who gets dumped. So here's the first part of the story:
Mitchel walked into the fall-like area. He decided to hid this way, because the ground was full of leaves, and he often found himself easily distracted by all the pretty colors of the leaves. His dark-brown, puffy-like hair flapped up and down. His eyes remained on the ground, focusing on the leaves.
'I love you, Lily.' He rewrote all over his bathroom wall with soap. He had a bit of a fantasy for her. All he could do now was tell her, how he felt. That was the night, when she left.
"Lily, I love you." "Mitchel, I--I'm sorry. I can't date you anymore," she cried. She slammed the door, letting her long-brown hair hit Mitchel in the face while walking back inside. The last time, he got the last whiff of her coconut scented hair.
Just thinking about it alone, was staring to make Mitchel cry. Tears stung from his eyes, he quickly wiped them away. He stopped, and pulled out a chain-heart necklace that he planned on giving her the night, he told her how he felt. He opened it, inside was a picture of them kissing, and on the other side, her head laying on his shoulder. Mitchel could almost feel her coconut smelling head, laying on his shoulder. He titled his head as if her head was still there. More tears fell, as he said, "Lily, I love you..."
------------------------ WHAT DO YOU THINK SO FAR?
Night fall came quick, and finally Mitchel had arrived home. His mother yelled, "Mitchel! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN ALL NIGHT?" But Mitchel didn't stare at his mother, he just placed his red scarf down on the coat hanger. "Mitchel, baby?" She walked over to him. He stared at his scarf, and finally said, "I was out for a walk, trying to clear my mind on things." Mitchel knew his mother, and how strongly she felt about liars, but this wasn't technology a lie. In fact, it seemed true to his word. Just as he walked up the steps, his mother called out, "dinner is ready, Mitch. If you're hungry." "I'm not hungry, I'm not really feeling all that well...I must have the stomach flu that's going around," he replied, he knew his mother was going to kill him if she found out that he was lying this time. "Oh, well...I hope you feel better, hon." He walked up the stairs, and walked straight to his room.
He sat on his bed, looking at Lily's photo he took the following summer. He grabbed it and hugged it. He lied it down next to his pillow, and thought out loud, "Why? Why do you have to be such a great heart breaker?"
Than there was a knock, Mitchel jumped. "Mitchel, honey. It's me," said his mother. He quickly hide his photo, then wiped his cheeks making sure that there was no hint of trace that he had cried. "Come in..." He called, as soon as he was adjusted under the sheets, and prepared. She had a bowl of chicken noodle soup. "I brought some of grandma's old chicken noodle soup, you're favorite." She placed it down on the night stand, and glazed at Mitchel. "So..." The room got silent for a moment. "So?" Mitchel echoed awkwardly. Than, what he least expected to hear from his mother was... "How's Lily doing?" His heart stopped when she mentioned, Lily. He despiratly, tried to fight the tears that were trying to escape. "Fine, she's fine mom. In fact, I told her something that made her better, than fine..." He hoped that his mother would drop the conversation. But no, she simply asked, "Oh..What was that than?" Than a tear fell, but mother did not see, because he moved his face quickly away. "That I loved her..I mean love her."
"Oh my! She must be lucky to have someone like you.." Than Mitchel couldn't control himself any longer, he was surely going to cry. He quickly thought of something fast, "Mom...Right now I'm really tired, I---I need some sleep now, okay?" "Alright. Mitchel, if you get hungry, your food is right there." She pointed at the bowl, and kissed his forehead. and she was gone, the door was shut, the lights were out. And Mitchel could no longer hold it in much longer, he sobbed, but dug his head in the pillows making the loud cries muffle into a whisper. So, no one but himself could hear it. That night he cried himself, helplessly asleep...Not sure what Monday would bring...
So the thing isn't letting me change the topic so I am just letting everyone know I've come up a title for this story it's called "Ready, Set, Don't Go Breakin' My Acky Breaky Heart!" yes, its a long title. Sorry. But I thought it sounded better than just Ready, set, don't go. Okay. that's all.
So the thing isn't letting me change the topic so I am just letting everyone know I've come up a title for this story it's called "Ready, Set, Don't Go Breakin' My Acky Breaky Heart!" yes, its a long title. Sorry. But I thought it sounded better than just Ready, set, don't go. Okay. that's all.
Night fall came quick, and finally Mitchel had arrived home. His mother yelled, "Mitchel! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN ALL NIGHT?" But Mitchel didn't stare at his mother, he just placed his red scarf down on the coat hanger. "Mitchel, baby?" She walked over to him. He stared at his scarf, and finally said, "I was out for a walk, trying to clear my mind on things." Mitchel knew his mother, and how strongly she felt about liars, but this wasn't technology a lie. In fact, it seemed true to his word. Just as he walked up the steps, his mother called out, "dinner is ready, Mitch. If you're hungry." "I'm not hungry, I'm not really feeling all that well...I must have the stomach flu that's going around," he replied, he knew his mother was going to kill him if she found out that he was lying this time. "Oh, well...I hope you feel better, hon." He walked up the stairs, and walked straight to his room.
He sat on his bed, looking at Lily's photo he took the following summer. He grabbed it and hugged it. He lied it down next to his pillow, and thought out loud, "Why? Why do you have to be such a great heart breaker?"
Than there was a knock, Mitchel jumped. "Mitchel, honey. It's me," said his mother. He quickly hide his photo, then wiped his cheeks making sure that there was no hint of trace that he had cried. "Come in..." He called, as soon as he was adjusted under the sheets, and prepared. She had a bowl of chicken noodle soup. "I brought some of grandma's old chicken noodle soup, you're favorite." She placed it down on the night stand, and glazed at Mitchel. "So..." The room got silent for a moment. "So?" Mitchel echoed awkwardly. Than, what he least expected to hear from his mother was... "How's Lily doing?" His heart stopped when she mentioned, Lily. He despiratly, tried to fight the tears that were trying to escape. "Fine, she's fine mom. In fact, I told her something that made her better, than fine..." He hoped that his mother would drop the conversation. But no, she simply asked, "Oh..What was that than?" Than a tear fell, but mother did not see, because he moved his face quickly away. "That I loved her..I mean love her."
"Oh my! She must be lucky to have someone like you.." Than Mitchel couldn't control himself any longer, he was surely going to cry. He quickly thought of something fast, "Mom...Right now I'm really tired, I---I need some sleep now, okay?" "Alright. Mitchel, if you get hungry, your food is right there." She pointed at the bowl, and kissed his forehead. and she was gone, the door was shut, the lights were out. And Mitchel could no longer hold it in much longer, he sobbed, but dug his head in the pillows making the loud cries muffle into a whisper. So, no one but himself could hear it. That night he cried himself, helplessly asleep...Not sure what Monday would bring...
---TO BE CON.---
What do you think now?
The Monday morning sun had greet Mitchel. His face was red from all the crying, and he hoped his parents wouldn't notice it. He walked downstairs, grabbing his backpack. "Mitchel, breakfast is on the table." "No, thanks mom!" He shouted back. "Are you okay?" She said from another room. "I'm fine, I promised Miley I'd eat with her at school." "Alright, do you need money?" "No, I got some..Thanks, though."
He walked out, slamming the door shut. He walked off the porch, pulling his hoodie up to cover his head. It was cold outside. He let out a sigh, it was so cold outside you could see his breath.
Once he arrived to school, he found a place to sit in class where he could sit alone. He was in no mood for talking, or being around others. He just remained quiet, still, emotionless. Than the teacher marched in as soon as the bell rang. "POP QUIZ!" Everyone groaned. Mitchel didn't study at all. She pasted the test to Mitchel. He picked up his pencil, and broke it in half. dropping both pieces. It caught Miley's attention, she was sitting seven or eight chairs away from him. "Need a pencil?" She asked. She shock his head, Miley shrugged and went back to working.
Mitchel didn't work at all...He didn't write a single answer down. He just started looking outside the window. His face still emotionless.
"Alright turn in your test," announced the teacher, once she heard the bell to go home. Mitchel got up, and past the teacher. The teacher seemed to notice. "Mr. Musso, where's your t--?" But Mitchel was long gone. She walked over to where he sat, and picked his paper up. The paper had nothing on it. Just the questions. She sighed. "Something's up with Mitchel?"
Mitchel walked to his locker, then she appeared. Lily was up against her locker. Mitchel stared at her, she stared at him. He let a half smile. Than a jock came, Darren Robertson. He had spiky, dirty-blond hair, and brown eyes. His skin was tan. He was wearing his school jacket, red and white along with a pair of demin jeans, and an AC/DC t-shirt. He walked up to Lily, his face against hers. She kissed him on the lips. Mitchel's heart was like a bomb, he slammed his locker. Walking off. It caught Lily's attention, but she seemed not to care at all. No wonder, she wouldn't say I love you, back. She was dating someone. She was...A player!
Night fall came quick, and finally Mitchel had arrived home. His mother yelled, "Mitchel! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN ALL NIGHT?" But Mitchel didn't stare at his mother, he just placed his red scarf down on the coat hanger. "Mitchel, baby?" She walked over to him. He stared at his scarf, and finally said, "I was out for a walk, trying to clear my mind on things." Mitchel knew his mother, and how strongly she felt about liars, but this wasn't technology a lie. In fact, it seemed true to his word. Just as he walked up the steps, his mother called out, "dinner is ready, Mitch. If you're hungry." "I'm not hungry, I'm not really feeling all that well...I must have the stomach flu that's going around," he replied, he knew his mother was going to kill him if she found out that he was lying this time. "Oh, well...I hope you feel better, hon." He walked up the stairs, and walked straight to his room.
He sat on his bed, looking at Lily's photo he took the following summer. He grabbed it and hugged it. He lied it down next to his pillow, and thought out loud, "Why? Why do you have to be such a great heart breaker?"
Than there was a knock, Mitchel jumped. "Mitchel, honey. It's me," said his mother. He quickly hide his photo, then wiped his cheeks making sure that there was no hint of trace that he had cried. "Come in..." He called, as soon as he was adjusted under the sheets, and prepared. She had a bowl of chicken noodle soup. "I brought some of grandma's old chicken noodle soup, you're favorite." She placed it down on the night stand, and glazed at Mitchel. "So..." The room got silent for a moment. "So?" Mitchel echoed awkwardly. Than, what he least expected to hear from his mother was... "How's Lily doing?" His heart stopped when she mentioned, Lily. He despiratly, tried to fight the tears that were trying to escape. "Fine, she's fine mom. In fact, I told her something that made her better, than fine..." He hoped that his mother would drop the conversation. But no, she simply asked, "Oh..What was that than?" Than a tear fell, but mother did not see, because he moved his face quickly away. "That I loved her..I mean love her."
"Oh my! She must be lucky to have someone like you.." Than Mitchel couldn't control himself any longer, he was surely going to cry. He quickly thought of something fast, "Mom...Right now I'm really tired, I---I need some sleep now, okay?" "Alright. Mitchel, if you get hungry, your food is right there." She pointed at the bowl, and kissed his forehead. and she was gone, the door was shut, the lights were out. And Mitchel could no longer hold it in much longer, he sobbed, but dug his head in the pillows making the loud cries muffle into a whisper. So, no one but himself could hear it. That night he cried himself, helplessly asleep...Not sure what Monday would bring...
---TO BE CON.---
What do you think now?
The Monday morning sun had greet Mitchel. His face was red from all the crying, and he hoped his parents wouldn't notice it. He walked downstairs, grabbing his backpack. "Mitchel, breakfast is on the table." "No, thanks mom!" He shouted back. "Are you okay?" She said from another room. "I'm fine, I promised Miley I'd eat with her at school." "Alright, do you need money?" "No, I got some..Thanks, though."
He walked out, slamming the door shut. He walked off the porch, pulling his hoodie up to cover his head. It was cold outside. He let out a sigh, it was so cold outside you could see his breath.
Once he arrived to school, he found a place to sit in class where he could sit alone. He was in no mood for talking, or being around others. He just remained quiet, still, emotionless. Than the teacher marched in as soon as the bell rang. "POP QUIZ!" Everyone groaned. Mitchel didn't study at all. She pasted the test to Mitchel. He picked up his pencil, and broke it in half. dropping both pieces. It caught Miley's attention, she was sitting seven or eight chairs away from him. "Need a pencil?" She asked. She shock his head, Miley shrugged and went back to working.
Mitchel didn't work at all...He didn't write a single answer down. He just started looking outside the window. His face still emotionless.
"Alright turn in your test," announced the teacher, once she heard the bell to go home. Mitchel got up, and past the teacher. The teacher seemed to notice. "Mr. Musso, where's your t--?" But Mitchel was long gone. She walked over to where he sat, and picked his paper up. The paper had nothing on it. Just the questions. She sighed. "Something's up with Mitchel?"
Mitchel walked to his locker, then she appeared. Lily was up against her locker. Mitchel stared at her, she stared at him. He let a half smile. Than a jock came, Darren Robertson. He had spiky, dirty-blond hair, and brown eyes. His skin was tan. He was wearing his school jacket, red and white along with a pair of demin jeans, and an AC/DC t-shirt. He walked up to Lily, his face against hers. She kissed him on the lips. Mitchel's heart was like a bomb, he slammed his locker. Walking off. It caught Lily's attention, but she seemed not to care at all. No wonder, she wouldn't say I love you, back. She was dating someone. She was...A player!
==============TO BE CON.=====
Mitchel walked inside his house, his mother was waiting. "Hi, mom," said Mitchel trying to sound cheerful. Her arms were crossed. "I just got off the phone with your teacher..."
Mason was passing by, and stopped. "I wanna hear what's going on too," said Mason. "Me three." said Marc.
They sat on the steps. Mother ignored them. "Mitchel is everything alright?" "Ya, perfect. Never better. Why?" Asked Mitchel.
"It's just your teacher said you didn't do your test, and all day today in class you just stared at the window... Is everything okay with Lily?"
His chest ached, and his heart started to bleed. "NO, ALRIGHT! SHE DUMPED ME! ALL I SAID WAS I LOVED HER, AND SHE TOLD ME--" Mitchel turned around, and cried.
"Mitchel, honey...Tell me what happened? From the very beginning."
Mitchel told her everything, the lies he told and his mother didn't seem mad or upset.
"Look honey, there's nothing wrong with crying over someone you loved. In fact, it helps ease the pain," she said, placing her hand on Mitchel's shoulder.
"Thanks, mom..." He hugged his mother, and walked off.
All of a sudden, the phone rang.
Who could that be? Mitchel thought. He ran over to the phone reading the ID. =============TO BE CON==========
Night fall came quick, and finally Mitchel had arrived home. His mother yelled, "Mitchel! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN ALL NIGHT?" But Mitchel didn't stare at his mother, he just placed his red scarf down on the coat hanger. "Mitchel, baby?" She walked over to him. He stared at his scarf, and finally said, "I was out for a walk, trying to clear my mind on things." Mitchel knew his mother, and how strongly she felt about liars, but this wasn't technology a lie. In fact, it seemed true to his word. Just as he walked up the steps, his mother called out, "dinner is ready, Mitch. If you're hungry." "I'm not hungry, I'm not really feeling all that well...I must have the stomach flu that's going around," he replied, he knew his mother was going to kill him if she found out that he was lying this time. "Oh, well...I hope you feel better, hon." He walked up the stairs, and walked straight to his room.
He sat on his bed, looking at Lily's photo he took the following summer. He grabbed it and hugged it. He lied it down next to his pillow, and thought out loud, "Why? Why do you have to be such a great heart breaker?"
Than there was a knock, Mitchel jumped. "Mitchel, honey. It's me," said his mother. He quickly hide his photo, then wiped his cheeks making sure that there was no hint of trace that he had cried. "Come in..." He called, as soon as he was adjusted under the sheets, and prepared. She had a bowl of chicken noodle soup. "I brought some of grandma's old chicken noodle soup, you're favorite." She placed it down on the night stand, and glazed at Mitchel. "So..." The room got silent for a moment. "So?" Mitchel echoed awkwardly. Than, what he least expected to hear from his mother was... "How's Lily doing?" His heart stopped when she mentioned, Lily. He despiratly, tried to fight the tears that were trying to escape. "Fine, she's fine mom. In fact, I told her something that made her better, than fine..." He hoped that his mother would drop the conversation. But no, she simply asked, "Oh..What was that than?" Than a tear fell, but mother did not see, because he moved his face quickly away. "That I loved her..I mean love her."
"Oh my! She must be lucky to have someone like you.." Than Mitchel couldn't control himself any longer, he was surely going to cry. He quickly thought of something fast, "Mom...Right now I'm really tired, I---I need some sleep now, okay?" "Alright. Mitchel, if you get hungry, your food is right there." She pointed at the bowl, and kissed his forehead. and she was gone, the door was shut, the lights were out. And Mitchel could no longer hold it in much longer, he sobbed, but dug his head in the pillows making the loud cries muffle into a whisper. So, no one but himself could hear it. That night he cried himself, helplessly asleep...Not sure what Monday would bring...
---TO BE CON.---
What do you think now?
The Monday morning sun had greet Mitchel. His face was red from all the crying, and he hoped his parents wouldn't notice it. He walked downstairs, grabbing his backpack. "Mitchel, breakfast is on the table." "No, thanks mom!" He shouted back. "Are you okay?" She said from another room. "I'm fine, I promised Miley I'd eat with her at school." "Alright, do you need money?" "No, I got some..Thanks, though."
He walked out, slamming the door shut. He walked off the porch, pulling his hoodie up to cover his head. It was cold outside. He let out a sigh, it was so cold outside you could see his breath.
Once he arrived to school, he found a place to sit in class where he could sit alone. He was in no mood for talking, or being around others. He just remained quiet, still, emotionless. Than the teacher marched in as soon as the bell rang. "POP QUIZ!" Everyone groaned. Mitchel didn't study at all. She pasted the test to Mitchel. He picked up his pencil, and broke it in half. dropping both pieces. It caught Miley's attention, she was sitting seven or eight chairs away from him. "Need a pencil?" She asked. She shock his head, Miley shrugged and went back to working.
Mitchel didn't work at all...He didn't write a single answer down. He just started looking outside the window. His face still emotionless.
"Alright turn in your test," announced the teacher, once she heard the bell to go home. Mitchel got up, and past the teacher. The teacher seemed to notice. "Mr. Musso, where's your t--?" But Mitchel was long gone. She walked over to where he sat, and picked his paper up. The paper had nothing on it. Just the questions. She sighed. "Something's up with Mitchel?"
Mitchel walked to his locker, then she appeared. Lily was up against her locker. Mitchel stared at her, she stared at him. He let a half smile. Than a jock came, Darren Robertson. He had spiky, dirty-blond hair, and brown eyes. His skin was tan. He was wearing his school jacket, red and white along with a pair of demin jeans, and an AC/DC t-shirt. He walked up to Lily, his face against hers. She kissed him on the lips. Mitchel's heart was like a bomb, he slammed his locker. Walking off. It caught Lily's attention, but she seemed not to care at all. No wonder, she wouldn't say I love you, back. She was dating someone. She was...A player!
==============TO BE CON.=====
Mitchel walked inside his house, his mother was waiting. "Hi, mom," said Mitchel trying to sound cheerful. Her arms were crossed. "I just got off the phone with your teacher..."
Mason was passing by, and stopped. "I wanna hear what's going on too," said Mason. "Me three." said Marc.
They sat on the steps. Mother ignored them. "Mitchel is everything alright?" "Ya, perfect. Never better. Why?" Asked Mitchel.
"It's just your teacher said you didn't do your test, and all day today in class you just stared at the window... Is everything okay with Lily?"
His chest ached, and his heart started to bleed. "NO, ALRIGHT! SHE DUMPED ME! ALL I SAID WAS I LOVED HER, AND SHE TOLD ME--" Mitchel turned around, and cried.
"Mitchel, honey...Tell me what happened? From the very beginning."
Mitchel told her everything, the lies he told and his mother didn't seem mad or upset.
"Look honey, there's nothing wrong with crying over someone you loved. In fact, it helps ease the pain," she said, placing her hand on Mitchel's shoulder.
"Thanks, mom..." He hugged his mother, and walked off.
All of a sudden, the phone rang.
Who could that be? Mitchel thought. He ran over to the phone reading the ID. =============TO BE CON==========
It was Lily! Mitchel hesitated in answering her call. He picked it up. "Hello?" "Hey, Mitchel," said Lily whom sounded like she was crying. "What's wrong?" "Everything...Mitchel, I love you!" ***************************************************************** There was silence in the air, Mitchel inhaled and spoke, "what about the jock in school?"
"He's nothing to me..The only reason I dated him was to please my father. He wants a man that can hold me tight, and is strong..."
"I never met your father, only your mother! How come?" asked Mitchel.
"It's--It's complicated..."
She was still crying, than there was a sound of banging on the other side. It sounded like a man yelling at her to open the door, followed by some curse words, those of which I will not repeat.
"Hey, what's going on over there?" Asked Mitchel.
"Mitchel, I have to call you back," She cried.
"No...Wait! Tell me what's going on?"
But the phone clicked, and all he could hear was the sound of the phone being disconnected. Mitchel stood puzzled. She loves me She loves me not She loves me She loves me not She loves me
Night fall came quick, and finally Mitchel had arrived home. His mother yelled, "Mitchel! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN ALL NIGHT?" But Mitchel didn't stare at his mother, he just placed his red scarf down on the coat hanger. "Mitchel, baby?" She walked over to him. He stared at his scarf, and finally said, "I was out for a walk, trying to clear my mind on things." Mitchel knew his mother, and how strongly she felt about liars, but this wasn't technology a lie. In fact, it seemed true to his word. Just as he walked up the steps, his mother called out, "dinner is ready, Mitch. If you're hungry." "I'm not hungry, I'm not really feeling all that well...I must have the stomach flu that's going around," he replied, he knew his mother was going to kill him if she found out that he was lying this time. "Oh, well...I hope you feel better, hon." He walked up the stairs, and walked straight to his room.
He sat on his bed, looking at Lily's photo he took the following summer. He grabbed it and hugged it. He lied it down next to his pillow, and thought out loud, "Why? Why do you have to be such a great heart breaker?"
Than there was a knock, Mitchel jumped. "Mitchel, honey. It's me," said his mother. He quickly hide his photo, then wiped his cheeks making sure that there was no hint of trace that he had cried. "Come in..." He called, as soon as he was adjusted under the sheets, and prepared. She had a bowl of chicken noodle soup. "I brought some of grandma's old chicken noodle soup, you're favorite." She placed it down on the night stand, and glazed at Mitchel. "So..." The room got silent for a moment. "So?" Mitchel echoed awkwardly. Than, what he least expected to hear from his mother was... "How's Lily doing?" His heart stopped when she mentioned, Lily. He despiratly, tried to fight the tears that were trying to escape. "Fine, she's fine mom. In fact, I told her something that made her better, than fine..." He hoped that his mother would drop the conversation. But no, she simply asked, "Oh..What was that than?" Than a tear fell, but mother did not see, because he moved his face quickly away. "That I loved her..I mean love her."
"Oh my! She must be lucky to have someone like you.." Than Mitchel couldn't control himself any longer, he was surely going to cry. He quickly thought of something fast, "Mom...Right now I'm really tired, I---I need some sleep now, okay?" "Alright. Mitchel, if you get hungry, your food is right there." She pointed at the bowl, and kissed his forehead. and she was gone, the door was shut, the lights were out. And Mitchel could no longer hold it in much longer, he sobbed, but dug his head in the pillows making the loud cries muffle into a whisper. So, no one but himself could hear it. That night he cried himself, helplessly asleep...Not sure what Monday would bring...
---TO BE CON.---
What do you think now?
The Monday morning sun had greet Mitchel. His face was red from all the crying, and he hoped his parents wouldn't notice it. He walked downstairs, grabbing his backpack. "Mitchel, breakfast is on the table." "No, thanks mom!" He shouted back. "Are you okay?" She said from another room. "I'm fine, I promised Miley I'd eat with her at school." "Alright, do you need money?" "No, I got some..Thanks, though."
He walked out, slamming the door shut. He walked off the porch, pulling his hoodie up to cover his head. It was cold outside. He let out a sigh, it was so cold outside you could see his breath.
Once he arrived to school, he found a place to sit in class where he could sit alone. He was in no mood for talking, or being around others. He just remained quiet, still, emotionless. Than the teacher marched in as soon as the bell rang. "POP QUIZ!" Everyone groaned. Mitchel didn't study at all. She pasted the test to Mitchel. He picked up his pencil, and broke it in half. dropping both pieces. It caught Miley's attention, she was sitting seven or eight chairs away from him. "Need a pencil?" She asked. She shock his head, Miley shrugged and went back to working.
Mitchel didn't work at all...He didn't write a single answer down. He just started looking outside the window. His face still emotionless.
"Alright turn in your test," announced the teacher, once she heard the bell to go home. Mitchel got up, and past the teacher. The teacher seemed to notice. "Mr. Musso, where's your t--?" But Mitchel was long gone. She walked over to where he sat, and picked his paper up. The paper had nothing on it. Just the questions. She sighed. "Something's up with Mitchel?"
Mitchel walked to his locker, then she appeared. Lily was up against her locker. Mitchel stared at her, she stared at him. He let a half smile. Than a jock came, Darren Robertson. He had spiky, dirty-blond hair, and brown eyes. His skin was tan. He was wearing his school jacket, red and white along with a pair of demin jeans, and an AC/DC t-shirt. He walked up to Lily, his face against hers. She kissed him on the lips. Mitchel's heart was like a bomb, he slammed his locker. Walking off. It caught Lily's attention, but she seemed not to care at all. No wonder, she wouldn't say I love you, back. She was dating someone. She was...A player!
==============TO BE CON.=====
Mitchel walked inside his house, his mother was waiting. "Hi, mom," said Mitchel trying to sound cheerful. Her arms were crossed. "I just got off the phone with your teacher..."
Mason was passing by, and stopped. "I wanna hear what's going on too," said Mason. "Me three." said Marc.
They sat on the steps. Mother ignored them. "Mitchel is everything alright?" "Ya, perfect. Never better. Why?" Asked Mitchel.
"It's just your teacher said you didn't do your test, and all day today in class you just stared at the window... Is everything okay with Lily?"
His chest ached, and his heart started to bleed. "NO, ALRIGHT! SHE DUMPED ME! ALL I SAID WAS I LOVED HER, AND SHE TOLD ME--" Mitchel turned around, and cried.
"Mitchel, honey...Tell me what happened? From the very beginning."
Mitchel told her everything, the lies he told and his mother didn't seem mad or upset.
"Look honey, there's nothing wrong with crying over someone you loved. In fact, it helps ease the pain," she said, placing her hand on Mitchel's shoulder.
"Thanks, mom..." He hugged his mother, and walked off.
All of a sudden, the phone rang.
Who could that be? Mitchel thought. He ran over to the phone reading the ID. =============TO BE CON==========
It was Lily! Mitchel hesitated in answering her call. He picked it up. "Hello?" "Hey, Mitchel," said Lily whom sounded like she was crying. "What's wrong?" "Everything...Mitchel, I love you!" ***************************************************************** There was silence in the air, Mitchel inhaled and spoke, "what about the jock in school?"
"He's nothing to me..The only reason I dated him was to please my father. He wants a man that can hold me tight, and is strong..."
"I never met your father, only your mother! How come?" asked Mitchel.
"It's--It's complicated..."
She was still crying, than there was a sound of banging on the other side. It sounded like a man yelling at her to open the door, followed by some curse words, those of which I will not repeat.
"Hey, what's going on over there?" Asked Mitchel.
"Mitchel, I have to call you back," She cried.
"No...Wait! Tell me what's going on?"
But the phone clicked, and all he could hear was the sound of the phone being disconnected. Mitchel stood puzzled. She loves me She loves me not She loves me She loves me not She loves me
======to be con=====
The next school day came fast. Mitchel was determined to talk to Lily, but she didn't show. "Where's Lily?" He said out loud than Darren turned and said, "Lily dumped me, yesterday...I--I think I know where she is..."
"Where?" Mitchel asked. "Well, the same place you're going to be after class. The hospital," said Darren, than pounding his hand with his fist. "Because you made Lily break up with me!"
"NO, NO I DIDN'T!"
There was no sense of talking to this guy, what he thought was what he listened to.
Once it was time to leave, Mitchel ran for the door. Darren had to stay after class for an assignment he missed. Thank god!
He ran to his locker, and put his books in. He wanted to see his Lily. Maybe get some answers out of her, and than see if possibly she wanted Mitchel back. He closed his locker, and turned around their was Darren.
Than Miley was in front of Mitchel, roaring at Darren, "Leave Mitchel alone! If you actually listen to Lily, you would know what's going on in her life!"
"DOES EVERYONE KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH LILY EXPECT FOR ME!" Mitchel screamed!
"What?" Miley stared at him in awe. "She didn't tell you?" "No." Replied Mitchel. Darren stared at Miley, and Miley whispered in Darren's ear everything. He didn't say anything, yet he walked away. Everyone was pretty disappointed their was no fight. Miley spoke again, "Mitchel let's go see Lily. Alright, and I'll explain in the car the best I can. Okay?" "Okay."
Night fall came quick, and finally Mitchel had arrived home. His mother yelled, "Mitchel! WHERE ON EARTH HAVE YOU BEEN ALL NIGHT?" But Mitchel didn't stare at his mother, he just placed his red scarf down on the coat hanger. "Mitchel, baby?" She walked over to him. He stared at his scarf, and finally said, "I was out for a walk, trying to clear my mind on things." Mitchel knew his mother, and how strongly she felt about liars, but this wasn't technology a lie. In fact, it seemed true to his word. Just as he walked up the steps, his mother called out, "dinner is ready, Mitch. If you're hungry." "I'm not hungry, I'm not really feeling all that well...I must have the stomach flu that's going around," he replied, he knew his mother was going to kill him if she found out that he was lying this time. "Oh, well...I hope you feel better, hon." He walked up the stairs, and walked straight to his room.
He sat on his bed, looking at Lily's photo he took the following summer. He grabbed it and hugged it. He lied it down next to his pillow, and thought out loud, "Why? Why do you have to be such a great heart breaker?"
Than there was a knock, Mitchel jumped. "Mitchel, honey. It's me," said his mother. He quickly hide his photo, then wiped his cheeks making sure that there was no hint of trace that he had cried. "Come in..." He called, as soon as he was adjusted under the sheets, and prepared. She had a bowl of chicken noodle soup. "I brought some of grandma's old chicken noodle soup, you're favorite." She placed it down on the night stand, and glazed at Mitchel. "So..." The room got silent for a moment. "So?" Mitchel echoed awkwardly. Than, what he least expected to hear from his mother was... "How's Lily doing?" His heart stopped when she mentioned, Lily. He despiratly, tried to fight the tears that were trying to escape. "Fine, she's fine mom. In fact, I told her something that made her better, than fine..." He hoped that his mother would drop the conversation. But no, she simply asked, "Oh..What was that than?" Than a tear fell, but mother did not see, because he moved his face quickly away. "That I loved her..I mean love her."
"Oh my! She must be lucky to have someone like you.." Than Mitchel couldn't control himself any longer, he was surely going to cry. He quickly thought of something fast, "Mom...Right now I'm really tired, I---I need some sleep now, okay?" "Alright. Mitchel, if you get hungry, your food is right there." She pointed at the bowl, and kissed his forehead. and she was gone, the door was shut, the lights were out. And Mitchel could no longer hold it in much longer, he sobbed, but dug his head in the pillows making the loud cries muffle into a whisper. So, no one but himself could hear it. That night he cried himself, helplessly asleep...Not sure what Monday would bring...
---TO BE CON.---
What do you think now?
The Monday morning sun had greet Mitchel. His face was red from all the crying, and he hoped his parents wouldn't notice it. He walked downstairs, grabbing his backpack. "Mitchel, breakfast is on the table." "No, thanks mom!" He shouted back. "Are you okay?" She said from another room. "I'm fine, I promised Miley I'd eat with her at school." "Alright, do you need money?" "No, I got some..Thanks, though."
He walked out, slamming the door shut. He walked off the porch, pulling his hoodie up to cover his head. It was cold outside. He let out a sigh, it was so cold outside you could see his breath.
Once he arrived to school, he found a place to sit in class where he could sit alone. He was in no mood for talking, or being around others. He just remained quiet, still, emotionless. Than the teacher marched in as soon as the bell rang. "POP QUIZ!" Everyone groaned. Mitchel didn't study at all. She pasted the test to Mitchel. He picked up his pencil, and broke it in half. dropping both pieces. It caught Miley's attention, she was sitting seven or eight chairs away from him. "Need a pencil?" She asked. She shock his head, Miley shrugged and went back to working.
Mitchel didn't work at all...He didn't write a single answer down. He just started looking outside the window. His face still emotionless.
"Alright turn in your test," announced the teacher, once she heard the bell to go home. Mitchel got up, and past the teacher. The teacher seemed to notice. "Mr. Musso, where's your t--?" But Mitchel was long gone. She walked over to where he sat, and picked his paper up. The paper had nothing on it. Just the questions. She sighed. "Something's up with Mitchel?"
Mitchel walked to his locker, then she appeared. Lily was up against her locker. Mitchel stared at her, she stared at him. He let a half smile. Than a jock came, Darren Robertson. He had spiky, dirty-blond hair, and brown eyes. His skin was tan. He was wearing his school jacket, red and white along with a pair of demin jeans, and an AC/DC t-shirt. He walked up to Lily, his face against hers. She kissed him on the lips. Mitchel's heart was like a bomb, he slammed his locker. Walking off. It caught Lily's attention, but she seemed not to care at all. No wonder, she wouldn't say I love you, back. She was dating someone. She was...A player!
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Mitchel walked inside his house, his mother was waiting. "Hi, mom," said Mitchel trying to sound cheerful. Her arms were crossed. "I just got off the phone with your teacher..."
Mason was passing by, and stopped. "I wanna hear what's going on too," said Mason. "Me three." said Marc.
They sat on the steps. Mother ignored them. "Mitchel is everything alright?" "Ya, perfect. Never better. Why?" Asked Mitchel.
"It's just your teacher said you didn't do your test, and all day today in class you just stared at the window... Is everything okay with Lily?"
His chest ached, and his heart started to bleed. "NO, ALRIGHT! SHE DUMPED ME! ALL I SAID WAS I LOVED HER, AND SHE TOLD ME--" Mitchel turned around, and cried.
"Mitchel, honey...Tell me what happened? From the very beginning."
Mitchel told her everything, the lies he told and his mother didn't seem mad or upset.
"Look honey, there's nothing wrong with crying over someone you loved. In fact, it helps ease the pain," she said, placing her hand on Mitchel's shoulder.
"Thanks, mom..." He hugged his mother, and walked off.
All of a sudden, the phone rang.
Who could that be? Mitchel thought. He ran over to the phone reading the ID. =============TO BE CON==========
It was Lily! Mitchel hesitated in answering her call. He picked it up. "Hello?" "Hey, Mitchel," said Lily whom sounded like she was crying. "What's wrong?" "Everything...Mitchel, I love you!" ***************************************************************** There was silence in the air, Mitchel inhaled and spoke, "what about the jock in school?"
"He's nothing to me..The only reason I dated him was to please my father. He wants a man that can hold me tight, and is strong..."
"I never met your father, only your mother! How come?" asked Mitchel.
"It's--It's complicated..."
She was still crying, than there was a sound of banging on the other side. It sounded like a man yelling at her to open the door, followed by some curse words, those of which I will not repeat.
"Hey, what's going on over there?" Asked Mitchel.
"Mitchel, I have to call you back," She cried.
"No...Wait! Tell me what's going on?"
But the phone clicked, and all he could hear was the sound of the phone being disconnected. Mitchel stood puzzled. She loves me She loves me not She loves me She loves me not She loves me
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The next school day came fast. Mitchel was determined to talk to Lily, but she didn't show. "Where's Lily?" He said out loud than Darren turned and said, "Lily dumped me, yesterday...I--I think I know where she is..."
"Where?" Mitchel asked. "Well, the same place you're going to be after class. The hospital," said Darren, than pounding his hand with his fist. "Because you made Lily break up with me!"
"NO, NO I DIDN'T!"
There was no sense of talking to this guy, what he thought was what he listened to.
Once it was time to leave, Mitchel ran for the door. Darren had to stay after class for an assignment he missed. Thank god!
He ran to his locker, and put his books in. He wanted to see his Lily. Maybe get some answers out of her, and than see if possibly she wanted Mitchel back. He closed his locker, and turned around their was Darren.
Than Miley was in front of Mitchel, roaring at Darren, "Leave Mitchel alone! If you actually listen to Lily, you would know what's going on in her life!"
"DOES EVERYONE KNOW WHAT'S WRONG WITH LILY EXPECT FOR ME!" Mitchel screamed!
"What?" Miley stared at him in awe. "She didn't tell you?" "No." Replied Mitchel. Darren stared at Miley, and Miley whispered in Darren's ear everything. He didn't say anything, yet he walked away. Everyone was pretty disappointed their was no fight. Miley spoke again, "Mitchel let's go see Lily. Alright, and I'll explain in the car the best I can. Okay?" "Okay."
===TO BE CON====
They walked to the car, and Miley turned the radio off. And soon they were off on the road.
"Lily's parents...You know them?"
"No, never meet them not once," replied Mitchel.
"Well, I can see..Her mother passed away, and her father well...He abuses her."
"WHAT?" Mitchel screamed.
"Ya, the police found out about this..Last night, when her face was scarred with cut marks. Her father said she got into a fight. When really she told them it was her father. And that she couldn't take it anymore, and than...She's living in a new home with me, and my family."
"Why didn't you or her tell me?"
Miley shrugged. "I thought she would, but I guess she was embarrassed."
"Well--So she loves me?"
"Very much. She only dated Darren, because her father hated you. Because you made her happy, and the only way of making her misarble was to have her date someone she didn't like, someone he knew that liked her. It's very diffcult to explain this Mitchel. But believe me she wants you back."
The last sentence echoed inside Mitchel's mind.
She wants you back.
Mitchel sighed.
Time passed when Miley was talking about how bad she did on a test, which bored Mitchel to death. Than they reached the hospital, got to Lily's room less than a second.
"Mitchel?" She said looking at the doorway.
"Lily I love you," he said.
Lily stared at Mitchel with tears in her eyes, and said, "I'm sorry Mitchel, I can't remain single forever. I'm sorry, but I just can't say I love you back. Not unless you take me back."
Mitchel smiled. "I will, Lily. Only because I love you."
"I love you too, Mitchel." He leaned down and kissed her.
THE END
Miley cried, "I just love happy endings."
"Ya, but they stole Lily and Lily Pop from Hannah Montana. How dare they, we should sue them." Said Mitchel.
Miley hits Mitchel. "Don't spoil the moment. It was a good book, and you know it."
"But--"
"I SAID IT WAS A GOOD BOOK, AND YOU LIKED IT!"
Mitchel tried to speak, but Miley glared at him.
"But--" He spoke again.
"IT WAS A GOOOD BOOK, AND..." She put her hand in front of him trying to get him to repeat what she said.
"And I liked it...Okay, Okay..Fine you win this..Oh look free prizes! A POOL TABLE I WANT IT!" Said Mitchel while jumping up and down like a school boy.
