well this guy Edward* i really really like him, i only get one crush maybe every two years, and when i do i basically fall in love, generally its like a one sided relationship.

if i walk past him and his friends, his friends will say ” ey, edward, there’s ya girlfriend” and remarks like that. they really really hurt me, although they weren’t intended for me to hear, i don’t think, but then just as easily they could have been.
last year we did an extra curricular activity together, and on the day that we had to go out of school on the bus and perform our answer to the question we had been given, although we were on different teams, he sat next to me on the bus, before this we had joked around, i had goten him to hit on my friends and stuff, just normal teen things.
then this day we spent together, we like went crazy, too much sugar and money lol, he stuck like glue. i really liked him then so if he asked for something i had, he got it, not physical but like mints and stuff, then he asked to look at my phone, i gave it to him then realised i didn’t really want him going through my phone, i physically fought with (play fought) with him to give it back lol i eventually got it back after he couldn’t work out how to get the volume on the music turned up. driving home that night, (parents picked us up) i got a text
“hey babe”
i said “whos this”
edward said “you can call me jesus”
i said “edward”
he sid “that guess is…………. correct”
then asked who i liked because he said he thought i was awesome then i said nobody, then he said who then i repeated nobody, then is just went back to normal conversation that went on for about 2 hours.

then a week later i was at home and got another text from edward asking for a photo, i sent him a photo of my asian friend, then he said of me my face. (could he have wanted to give it to somebody so they could distort it?) well i didn’t send him one. this Edward* is a bit of a joker and is hight than me in the *pecking order* but a year my junoir.
he then told me thru text that he loves me, but i knew for a fact that he had friends staying over that night, were they just joking around with me?
the other day i passed him in the corridore at school, i had 2 packs of mentos, he stopped, i stopped, we were just laughing, he held out his hands, i said no, then he said “but i love you” i said “nah you dont” and we laughed and passed.

oh i forgot, we play in the school band we were doing a concert down the street and he had a whole BIG block of chocolate to himself looked at him and made a puppy face, he said “NO” i said “WHY NOT” he said “BECAUSE YOUR FAT” i’m 168 cm tall or maybe taller and i weigh 48 kg. i’m not fat, i’m under weight.

but the last time her said “i love you” when we were passing in the hall @ school, he alreadyhad a gf, i’m pretty sure.

What do i do about this???
sorry about my spelling, it was soo long it just stopped checking.

i am 36 yrs old, but look like i am in my late 20′s/early 30′s. i am quite good looking, fun, tall, well built, and well hung. i am always very attracted to younger women(18-25 yrs old), but i find it quite hard to attract younger women. why? do no younger ***** like older men anymore? what to do?

Ok so I’m writing a novel and this is the beginning of it. Can you read it and maybe give me some critisizim or advice? I’ll even take some problems or questions you have. Thank you in advance!:

“Okay you hooligans in a few weeks were going to be starting our annual creative writing project.” The class groaned. Mr. Crawford had been our English teacher for the past few months, in place of our teacher Mrs. Thompson, who was on maternity leave. Mr. Crawford was a short, old, crazy haired, substitute teacher our class had gotten to know very easily. Unfortunately, there was twenty of us and one of him; so he had a really hard time with names, except Jeremy’s. That shouldn’t be a problem, right Mr. Scott?” Jeremy was talking with one of his bonehead jock friends. “Um…yeah sure” Jeremy laughed and snickered under his breath, “at least your daughter didn’t think so.” The right side of the room quietly chuckled. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Jeremy, I mean have been together since the beginning of the year. We one cutest couple, twice, and we had a good shot at winning prom king and queen. It’s just…sometimes, well most of the time he forgets to use his brain before he speaks, but who doesn’t have that problem, right? “See me after class Mr. Scott, and you can tell me all about it.” Mr. Crawford was in a good mood. “Jeff Carey, Michael Carter, Jenna Harrison.” Jenna, one of my best friends, moved here from Chicago last year. Have you ever had a best friend that you started out hating; then once you got to know them you fell in love? That is how Jenna and I started out. The first time I met her she was flirting with Trevor, the guy I liked when I was a sophomore, at the charity football game down at the old Hampton Church . Long story short, we did not start off on good terms. I confronted her at a party thrown by one of his friends. She threw her drink on me and I punched her in the nose. While we were going at it Trevor was having more than a good time watching two girls fight over him. While we were getting thrown out we both glanced over and saw him making out with a girl from another school. With that, we walked home together and talked things out. We were together everyday for cheerleading and she was with me the whole summer Brooke went to Arizona. We became best friends quickly and she was welcomed into our group with open arms. Jenna also dates my other best friend, Ryan. “Sarah Herbing Aaron Howard, Alexandra Martin.” “Um…Allie.” I spoke “Oh yeah, Allie, sorry” Mr. Crawford scribbled something down on his notepad, “Andrea Mattingly, Rachael May, Shayne McDonald.” Ugh. Shayne McDonald. Have you ever had that one girl in your class, you know, the one who thinks she is ten million times better than everyone else? Well, then you’ve met someone like Shayne McDonald. We used to be friends, until second grade when I accidentally got play-dough in her hair, she had to get almost all of it cut off and blamed me because all the boys called her bucket head. We lost touch during the summer and it was never the same. Her dad owned the top modeling agency in Morton Heights and gave birth to the top model. Of course, I had the hot boyfriend, who was also the all-star basketball player, the hottest best friends and, well I was pretty popular. I mean every cheerleader is, right? “Christian Mowry, Antwon Neal, we all know Jeremiah”, Jeremy shot him and evil look. “Oops, Jeremy is here.” Mr. Crawford said sarcastically. “Brittany Oliver, Cameron Price, Molly Robinson, Ryan Scott.” Ryan, or Ry as I call him, has been my friend for as long as I can remember. He is just like the bigger brother I never had, even though I’m three weeks older than him. When we were little my mom told us we were inseparable, and that people always thought we were brother and sister. One time, when we were eight, he and I found some matches and lighter fluid in my shed; we ran out back to get logs and I doused lighter fluid on them. Both of us tried, without success, to light the match (We didn’t really understand the whole concept). Finally he lit one and threw it on the pile of soaked wood. Flames shot for the sky and the next thing we know his mom is running towards us with an unpleased look on her face. We were both grounded for two weeks, and to this day, I will never regret having that much fun. We spent every single summer together and together we walked to and from school, he even taught me how to ride a skateboard. Even now, as juniors people still mistake us for a couple, which has happened to us since about fifth grade. Whenever I need help with Brooke or Jenna or anybody for that matter he is there. I can talk to him anytime I want to really, since he lives next door. Aaron Smith, Sophia Wal…” “Brooke Brooke!” “Please call me Brooke, Mr. Crawford”. “Man sorry Brooke, I’ll get it right one day.” He said and smiled “Is that everybody?” Sophia or Brooke had been my best friend since we were nine. She was the quiet, shy girl and I was the loud, center of attention. No connection right? Wrong. At our third grade picnic, the first time we met, my ex friend Shayne plotted revenge and decided it would be funny to put a ketchup filled tampon on my blanket and holler “Ew Allie had a little accident”. Brooke let me borrow a pair of shorts and healed my broken heart. She also gave Shayne a pretty good beating, but she doesn’t know I saw her do it. Why? Excellent question, maybe she just wanted to take up for the skinny nice girl. From then on we have been linked at the hip. I convinced her to join the cheerleading squad and we spent every day, every summer, (except for the one going into ninth grade) together. Singing and joking having a good time. The summer going into ninth grade, her mom passed away and she spent the summer in Arizona with her Grandparents. I called her everyday and we talked non-stop.
Dinngggggggg! “Page 764 is due on Monday!” Mr. Crawford sputtered just before everyone blew out of the room. “Ugh can you believe this, homework on the weekend of Prom?” Brooke and I were walking down the crowded hallway with some of the cheerleading girls. “Oh my gosh tonight is going to be so fun!” “Yeah as long as they don’t spike the punch, like at the last dance.” A few of the girls chirped. “Brooke, you are going to be fine, I will help you with your English, if you help me with my calculus. Yeah it is going to be really exciting.” I laughed, “I’m just happy Jeremy is going, maybe this time he won’t end up drunk and lose his mind.” Amber chimed in, “you are so lucky, because honey, your boyfriend is fine. He got the body the looks the…” “Hey babe,” Jeremy said as Amber was finishing her your-man-is-so-fine-speech. Everyone was crowded around my locker. “You ready for tonight because I’m ready to…” he spun around, stuck his hand in the air and galloped in the middle of the hallway. “BUST A MOVE”, He said gallantly as he spun again and accompanied me and my locker. “Hey Al, I’ll meet you at the mall, five o’clock sharp.” Brooke added, “Nice moves Jeremy, better work on that spin if you want to win prom king tonight.” She said as the group walked away in awe. Jeremy was tall, slim and, had tan skin that complimented his jet black hair. He wore his royal blue and black letterman jacket (with his varsity basketball patches sewn across the back) and dirty jeans along with his favorite white and black nike’s. He was easily the most popular guy in school, he was a star on the basketball court, his parents were rich, he always had the nicest clothes, shoes, and of course a range rover as his sixteenth birthday present. When are you going to grow up?” I grinned and kissed him softly. He tried to lower his voice, as if he thought I was mad at him, “I’m sorry baby, it won’t happen again,” his eyes widened “but hey I have a surprise for you.” He pulled out a small rectangular black box. “Oh, Jeremy, you shouldn’t have.” I assured him as I slowly opened the box, expecting a lot more than its contents held. “Yeah what do you think about that”, He proudly exclaimed. He moved closer and whispered into my ear, “It’s a suit.” “No, you really shouldn’t have.” I closed my locker and shoved the box back in his chest.
“I can’t believe how insensitive he is!” I shrieked, as Brooke, Jenna, and I were shuffling through the Morton Heights mall. “I can’t believe he actually got you guys a room,” Brooke replied laughing. Jenna chimed in “You know you are the only girl he has actually gotten a room for, he just took all the other girls to his house, and she laughed. “Oh my gosh, this is so not funny. I cried as we walked through the mall. I am going through a relationship crisis here, and you two, of all people are laughing and making jokes! We have been dating this whole year just to get to this point and I ca….” “Allie” “I just can’t take this right now I mean my…” “Allie?” “My mom is freaking out because tonight is my first prom and…” “ALEXANDRA FELICITY MARTIN!” Brooke yelled as we made our way into a store. Jenna chimed in, “Wow, she broke out the full name.” Brooke grabbed my shoulders and looked me in the eyes, “Listen to me, I am your best friend, I love you, and Jeremy…Jeremy does too but he is a guy and guys are a little confused of what they want right now.” “But a room key Brooke, a room key, what kind of surprise is that supposed to be?” I sadly argued. “What am I supposed to do?” “How do you know he wants to have *** Al, he might just want to talk or something” Brooke concluded. “Yeah and maybe tomorrow it will snow in Florida.” Jenna responded sarcastically before she jerked through the clothes rack. I sighed, as I searched through the sea of necklaces. “Anyway it’s not like it’s your first time Allie, I mean come on, what’s the big deal?” Jenna added. The big deal was that I loved Jeremy. Somewhere between his silly comments, his hot body, and ridiculous study habits (that included no studying) I fell in love with him. Never before had I went all the way with somebody that I loved, and to tell you the truth, it scared me. In my eyes, it’s easy to give yourself up to some guy at a party or one of your friends brothers, you were most likely wasted anyway, and if you weren’t, its not like your going to have a future relationship, therefore nobody gets hurt. Harmless fun. The thought of having that special time that special moment with the one person who you love most, well it made me sick. To think that he is going to see me when I’m most vulnerable gave me a headache. “I think you just need to relax Al because honestly…” I looked up awaiting some of that good best friend advice. “Your boyfriend is so fine!” Brooke and Jenna sputtered in unison just before bursting into laughter. I quietly giggled to myself before facing them. “I just…I don’t know, expected more from him, I mean it’s been almost a year and he hasn’t said anything about it before.” “Except at Trevor’s party.” Jenna exclaimed boastfully. I looked around for Brooke and sighed, “Oh thank you, Jenna, for adding that wonderful piece of information to the conflict, and how many times do I have to tell you, he was drunk.” When Jeremy and I were together for a few months in the middle of the year, Trevor Dennison threw this big back to school bash for all the juniors. It was crazy, almost everyone was drinking, the walls were crowded with high school students about to blow chunks and the football team called for real strippers. Talk about a high school blowout. Jeremy offered to take me up into a room for some harmless fun. We started and I was into it at first but for some reason while we were in that room scenes floated through my head, the room started spinning and, suddenly it didn’t feel right. I realized that I liked him a lot more than any other guy I had gone this far with and I didn’t yet understand if I liked that feeling. I quickly got up and searched for my top. I walked to the door but he wouldn’t let me through. I told him he was drunk and we got into an argument that got way out of hand. I broke up with him that night and drove home crying hysterically, crying I called Jenna and Brooke, and told them everything, unfortunately, what I didn’t know was that it would come back to haunt me for the rest of my life. “Where is Brooke?” Jenna said looking around. Her phone rang and her eyes lit up. It must have been Ryan. She walked over to a bench and sat down. I looked up and saw my best friend. She was talking to some guy that looked as if he worked in the food court. He was a tall blonde, that looked like he was maybe in his early twenties. Just then, Shayne strutted into the store as we were on our way out. She was wearing a baby doll top with Capri‘s and heels accompanied by a beautiful coach purse that hadn’t even been seen in stores yet. Her father had obviously pulled some strings. Shayne had long dirty blonde hair that came down to the middle of her back. She was tan (probably from her recent purchase of a tanning bed, I know that because she practically advertised it to our whole fourth period class last week) with light blue eyes, and her make-up was very nicely done, it almost looked professional. Even though I believed she was the devils daughter, and hated to admit it, Shayne was very pretty, in her own skanky way. She was always put together and never out of style. That did not keep me from trying my best to humiliate her, “Look what the cat dragged in” I called as she stepped into the store. “Look what the cat spit up” she answered back. Shayne had two friends, or minions as I liked to call them, Courtney and Lindsey, they followed her around everywhere like a flock of geese. “Oh Allie, if only your so-called friends would have told you, your hips look like a package of hot dogs in those jeans. “Oh yeah because you know so much about being a good friend, don’t you? I shot back. Courtney chimed in “Oh yeah, well maybe one day you’ll be as pretty and as popular as Shayne.” “That will be the day, oh wait, today must be the day because I am certain she won’t win prom queen tonight. I answered back. I looked to walk between them and quickly scanned for Brooke. She was nowhere to be found.” “Is there a problem here Lady and the Tramps?” Brooke had already stepped into the conversation. “Oh you’ve come to be in the parade, wait, the freak show isn’t until the 28th, (she was referring to “The lights of California celebration”) its okay sweetheart you need all the practice you can get.” Shayne mentioned at the sight of Brooke. “You would know all about it sense, you, tweedle dee, and tweedle dumber, won first prize last year. Tell me, was it hard to walk and talk, like an idiot at the same time? Brooke waited on an answer, then Shayne spoke “Whatever, I’ll see you tonight, my prom queen crown awaits me, and I would just **** for you guys miss it.” She and her minions walked off giggling. “One of these days I’m going to show her…ugh.” I complained “ Let’s go guys, I have to be home at 5:30 so my mom can take pictures. We started out. “So who was that cutie in the food court?” I called. “Jenna added. “Wait, I thought you were going to the Prom with Jay?” “He was cute; I had to go check him out.” Brooke replied, He is twenty and he just moved here from North Carolina.” She added, him, his mom, and his baby brother live on the river, probably by you Al.” “Well Miss. America, did you get his number?” I laughed, “But of course Alexandra my darling” She said boastfully as she held up a strand of napkin with black numbers on it. Laughing, we walked out of the store and over to get smoothies. I saw Courtney and Lindsey in Rue 21 fighting over a skimpy little shirt. I smirked, “They’re definitely going to be running against you for the Miss America title.” Together, Brooke, Jenna and I walked out of the mall. “Tonight is going to be so fun” Brooke laughed. “A night to remember.”
“Hey Mom, I’m home.” My house was unusually quiet. “Mom?” I walked into the living room. “Dad?” I walked into the kitchen and found a note. It read:
Allie,
Your father and I are attending his benefit dinner for work. We will be home around 6:30. Try to eat something, start getting ready and we will see you when we get home.
Love, Mom
P.S- Feed Max for me please, his food is in the garage.
With the house to myself, I opened the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. Then I heard a strange noise. Thump, thump, thump. I stopped, the noise stopped. Quickly I walked out into the garage, to feed Max, our golden retriever. Walking back into the house I heard the sound again. This time harder and faster, thump, thump, thump. “What is that?” I thought to myself. The strange sound continued. I went through the back door and opened the fence to the waterfront. My house sat on the edge of a cliff overlooking the river and on the other side of the river was the entire city. A little bit past my back yard through the white picket fence and down the river front a little ways was an open lot. Back when we were in fifth grade some elderly couple cleared out the trees and was set to build a house there, until the man passed away just before they started to build. It has been empty ever sense. As I walked down the path to the waterfront I knew to be careful. A pebble path was the only way of getting to the bottom. Trees and bushes covered any other entrance. Ryan and I would come down here all the time when we were little and swing from the zipline we built, than ran across the river. Once, when Brooke and I were freshman we ran down to watch the “Lights of California.” It was this big festival right before Halloween, they had carnival games, rides, and all sorts of booths. At nine o’clock, every year they hosted a huge firework show over the river to bless the Halloween ghosts, and every year Brooke, Ryan and I would watch it together. Well when we were running down the pebble path I tripped and fell, well rolled down the hill, taking Brooke with me. Ryan laughed so hard he fell too and we all watched the fireworks with bruised bodies. When you arrive to the waterfront there’s a medium sized field on the left. To the right there is an old beat-up basketball goal, accompanied by small wooden swing overlooking the entire city. When we were little, Brooke and I would sneak out and meet here to talk. We never brought anybody down here, except Ryan, and it wasn’t until Jenna that we accepted anyone else to know about it. That was our special place, we could go down there to think, or read, or do pretty much anything. I hadn’t been there in a while. Water bottle in hand I stepped through the wooden barricade Brooke and I built in sixth grade to keep Thomas and Dylan Perry out. As I cleared through the brush I saw a tall hooded figure on a ladder, hammer in hand, up against the basketball goal. At first I thought it was Ryan and it wasn’t until I got closer that I realized it wasn’t him. He was hammering a wooden board over the old one and dismembering the rim. I started running down. “Hey you!” I stammered, “What do you think your doing?” Startled, the figure looked at me and started down the ladder. I walked towards him. When I finally approached him, he took out his head phones and started speaking. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know anybody lived here.” I stepped over the bushes and moved closer to him “I just moved here from Nor…” I cut him off. “Look here, I don’t care where you moved from or how you got here. This is my property and I don’t think you have permission to be hammering around like a maniac, and why are you wearing a hoodie in 80 degree weather? I was out of breath. He slowly took his hood off, started talking. He was tall, muscular and had dark brown hair cut to his ears along with sideburns. The boy had a soft face, slender body and the most beautiful light green eyes I had ever seen. He spoke again, “Look I’m sorry if I bothered you my name is…” He was wearing a blue Duke University hoodie, accompanied by some white and blue basketball shorts and black Air Jordan basketball shoes. I was stunned for a brief moment. I thought to myself, “What is wrong with me, like I haven’t ever seen a cute boy before.” He was still talking, “so maybe we could be fri…” I looked down at my watch, it was six o’clock and I still had to get ready. I stopped him again, “Okay I don’t have time to deal with this right now, I have a prom to go to now and when I get back I expect you be gone, Got it Bob the builder?” He babbled back, “Yeah…sure, whatever. I started up the hill and he yelled up at me. “Hey, can I get your number, you know, just in case I forget my hammer or my tools here. Just so you can get them back to me?” I turned around, the pick-up lines guys use today. I fiddled through my pockets and found what I was looking for. I threw him the coin and answered back, “Heads you might get my number, tails, you leave.” He caught it and hollered up. “Heads it is.” He fumbled with the coin. “So do I still have to leave?”
I walked into my back door and was met by my mother. “Hey sweetheart”, she walked over to shut the door, “where have you been?” I answered back. “Nowhere, just walking Max.” “Well sit down Allie, your father and I have some pleasant news.” I walked into the living room, in no way was I prepared for the news they welcomed me with. “Moving!” I cried.” Were moving!” My father stammered, “Honey, it is only for a couple of years, we can come back and visit whenever you want to.” “No Dad, a couple of years is too long, what about Brooke, Ryan, and Jenna, and Jeremy and the cheerleading squad. Did you think about them?” “Sweetheart”, my mother added quietly. “You can make new friends in Michigan and I‘m sure they have a cheerleading team.” “ Michigan … Michigan !” I shouted. “Your moving me half-way across the county away from everything I love and that is supposed to be good news?” “I can’t believe you two right now.” I got up and turned my back “It was a very good job offer and your father had to take it.” I started to my room. “Look here missy, this is my house and my rules, your moving to Michigan weather you like it or not.” My mother scolded me. “No Mom,” I shot back, “Right now I am going to my first prom, and probably last prom at Morton Heights, don’t speak to me don’t try to take pictures. Just stay down here and think about how much you are ruining my life.” My father tried to speak as I was walking up the stairs. “Alexandra, honey co…” I slammed my door and smothered my face into my pillow. After a few minutes I got up and looked out my window, good, the boy was gone. Lying on my bed, I found myself thinking about him, he was really cute and kind of witty in his own little way. I glanced down at my clock and realized it was seven o’clock. Brooke and Jeremy would be here to pick me up in one hour. I took a shower, fixed my hair and make-up, and then slid the red dress over my head. I was getting my shoes and purse ready when I saw Jeremy pull into my drive way. I grabbed my things and he met me at the door. Instead of waiting inside my house for the limo we sat in his car. “Allie, what’s wrong ****?” “Nothing, just ready to leave” I sighed and Jeremy got out of the car. I turned look at him and saw the limo. It was an Escalade stretch limo and took up almost my whole driveway. Brooke stuck her head out of the sun roof and yelled, “Its party time baby!”
The way to the Prom was nothing less than I expected. The long car included most of the basketball team and cheerleaders plus Me, Jeremy, Brooke, Jay, Jenna, and Ryan. Everyone was laughing and having a good time while I was still marinating in my parents recent decision to move me away from all humanity. Brooke noticed something was wrong, she slid over and took a seat between me and Jeremy. “What’s up girl?” Brooke asked gasping for breath after singing Car wash with the rest of our crew. I answered back covering up my real feelings. I looked up “You know the last time we were in a limo was for our eighth grade dance, remember?” “Yeah, you and Ryan went together. And Jenna was really mad at me because I went with Aaron Gates.” She replied back. I laughed, “And we spent forty minutes in the bathroom trying to get that punch out of your dress that Ryan spilled on you because he was so nervous. We both laughed. “Those were the good old days huh?” She giggled. “Hey stop looking back, try to have some fun tonight okay?” “Just promise me you’ll have fun tonight okay?” “I will.” I assured her. When we stepped into the Belmont hotel all of us looked around with wide eyes. Black and blue streamers covered the walls of the beautiful ball room. The hard wood floor glistened through the sun roof and reflected off of every girl’s jewelry. Everyone was dollied up from head to toe. Girls had their hair and nails done accompanied by guys with fresh cuts and new suits as well. The stage was in the center of the room under a giant disco ball, surrounded by several small spotlights. Balloons and confetti were held overhead by a large basket, ready to fall when king and queen were announced. The room was filled with adrenaline pumped teenagers ready for a night of fun. We all gracefully walked down the ballroom stairs and found a table to put our things onto. Ryan and Jenna sat together while Jay and Brooke got everyone some punch. Jeremy and I were out on the dance floor dancing the night away. He must have already been drinking a little. Pretty soon everybody joined us and we were all having a blast when the one and only made her entrance. Shayne walked down the ballroom stairs accompanied by some boy I had never seen before. She wore an average sized blue dress with many small silver sequins patched onto it, along with silver shoes that had the same sequins on them. Around her neck was the most beautiful diamond I had ever laid my eyes on. It was white surrounded by many smaller blue diamonds stringing around her. With every move she made one of the diamonds caught the light and blinded everyone in the ballroom. “She always has to make an entrance,” I said to Jeremy who was staring at Shayne in awe. He said nothing for a second then answered back, “Whoa, she’s hot.” I looked at him in disbelief and stormed off to the table. As I was making my way through the crowd something caught my arm. “Look baby I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I’ll be in the room at eleven thirty.” I snatched my arm away and kept walking. He walked the other way to talk to one of his basketball buddies. Sometimes I wondered what made me like him so much. I sat down at the table and started talking to one of the cheerleading girls. Every now and then I would glance up to look at the clock. It was going on eleven thirty. Just then Brooke walked up to me, her eyes as big as golf balls. “Allie come quick, Jenna needs help.” I rose from my seat with a sense of urgency, and followed Brooke out to the parking lot. When I approached the limo I saw feet hanging out of and open car door one without a shoe. “Its okay baby we’re going to get you home.” Ryan was sitting in the car holding a scrawny figure. “Is that Jenna?” I giggled. Brooke spoke, “One of the girls brought a canteen of vodka, and Lindsay Lohan here downed the whole thing.” “The whole thing?” I exclaimed. “Well someone needs to take her home, but she is going to be in so much trouble.” What if I take her home with me and one of you can just say she stayed with you? “Ryan suggested while holding onto his drunken girlfriend. “Brooke can stay the night with me and I will just tell my mom it’s Jenna.” I explained. “You don’t have any plans tonight do you?” She answered back, “No but you do, where is Jeremy? I sighed. “I don’t know probably in the room.” Ryan looked up at me. “Allie, just be careful, I know I can’t look after you like I used to but I just want you to thinks things over. I grabbed him and gave him a hug. Jenna was sound asleep. “You can always look after me big brother.” I kissed him on the head and closed the limo door. “You guys creep me out sometimes.” Brooke complained. “Have you two ever went out?” I chuckled back “Yeah when we were five and he asked me to marry him. Brooke and I walked inside arm in arm to the dance floor. On our way in Mr. Murray, the principal, was up on the stage announcing the prom king and queen. I looked over the ballroom for Jeremy but couldn’t find him. The room was filled with anticipation as Mr. Murray picked up the envelope. “And now for the moment you’ve all been waiting for, the crowning of this years prom king and prom queen. I will announce the queen first.” A drum roll started. Silence fell over the room and Mr. Murray’s voice was the only one that spoke. “This years Morton Heights High School Prom queen is…” He opened the envelope. “Shayne McDonald!” Brooke and I looked at each other and smiled. The crowed looked around and Shayne was no where to be found. Mr. Murray spoke again, “Shayne McDonald can you please come up and accept your crown?” “Well she got what she wanted, as always.” I sighed. Brooke comforted me. “Oh don’t worry about that girl. She only won because her dress blinded everyone and they couldn’t even see anybody else. I laid my head on her shoulder and looked at the clock. It was going on twelve. Courtney and Lindsay walked onto the stage to accept Shayne’s crown on there way down, the two were fighting over it like little boys in a sand box. “Jeremy told me he would be in the room at eleven thirty.” Brooke looked down at me in amazement. “Why the hell aren’t you up there then?” I smiled and looked up at her. “You think I should?” She stared at me with serious eyes. “Al, I think you should do what you want to do and stop worrying about the bad that can happen, go get him tiger.” She pushed me away and told me she would meet me at home at three. I got into the elevator and made my way up to the fifth floor. The elevator doors opened slowly and I walked out into the hallway alone. Searching through my purse for the room key, I approached the door. Key in hand I stared at the room number for a moment. After I gathered all the courage in my body I finally pushed the heavy door open. The room was black. I walked in and turned on the closest lights I could find. The room lit up, to the right was a small kitchen, that included a small stove top, a microwave, and a small refrigerator on the wall. A bar top stood in the middle with a small sink on one side and two stools on the other. On the opposite side of the bar was a small living room, with a flat screen television, couch and recliner. The bathroom was on the left across from the kitchen. “Wow, he really went all out,” I spoke to myself. Over to the left the master bedroom door was shut. I slowly approached it, “Jeremy? Are you in there?” I knocked twice and walked in. As I opened the door I heard heavy breathing and saw two figures on the bed. With cruel intentions I flipped on the lights. “Oh my god!” The girl figure screamed and rolled over. As she was turning over the male figure jumped up, it was Jeremy. Regretting going up there I took a look at the female figure, to my surprise, it was Shayne. My mouth dropped and tears started forming in my eyes. I slammed the door and started towards the hall. I heard someone behind me, and as I was attempting to open the other door, the person shut it. “Baby wait, let me explain.” “I turned with tears streaming down my face. “EXPLAIN! You want me to let you explain why you were in bed with that ****!” I opened the door and started out. “Baby I was drunk, and I didn’t know if you were going to come up…” So you decided to sleep with her huh?” I was trying to hold in the tears and speak at the same time. “Jeremy I tried, I gave you a chance, I took your cockiness, I took it all, and this is how you repay me! You said you loved me! I was done I turned around and left him standing in front of the door in only his boxers. “Wait, wait, so what’s this mean?” He stuttered. Without turning around I screamed at the top of my lungs. “Were over!” The elevator door opened, I stepped in and pressed the lobby button. Once the doors closed I fell to my knees and started bawling. I arrived down in the lobby and walked out the front doors no one even saw me leave. I didn’t know how far the hotel was from my house and personally I didn’t care, all I knew, was that I had to get away from there. It started to rain. Shoes in hand I started walking down the street with tears streaming down my face.
Tyler watched her walk up the hill and smiled. “Well isn’t she something else.” He gathered up his tools and started up to his house. When he walked in he found his brother still in his work uniform sitting on the couch playing the Xbox 360, and his mother in the kitchen working on dinner. “Hey beautiful,” he walked over to his mother, kissed her on the cheek and put his things down. “Hey Tyler, where have you been?” “He responded back, “Oh down the river there is a little court and I just took dads tools down there to see if I could fix it up a bit.” Trey looked over from his video game “Why did you take dads tools?” “I don’t know, I didn’t think I was going to get interrogated for it.” Their mother spoke, “okay boys that’s enough.”

My husband is a truck driver, with a dedicated run everyday,”never off the beaten path” he is gone 5 days a week, I do go with him 1 day a week. I do not work, I have always stayed home not always by my choice, but thats another topic, I do take care of everything from kids, house lawn shopping, everything is done when he returns home! The truck he drives is our own & there is a great deal of paper work to do at times, but I handle that as well. He does do a fine job with supporting us, & he is a hard worker, & I could never take that away from him.
He has been on this same run for a few years now, He started running with this woman, at first I thought nothing of it, I am no queen, and I know that looks are not everything by no means, but I have to say up until a year ago, you really wouldnt know if she was a he or a she other than she has a DD breast, she was heavy she is very tall, and had more hair on her body than I do on my head! I have to say she seemed like a very kind person, out to help anybody. Well Over the past year, other drivers are even noticing the change!! She has lost about all of her weight, had over 5 grand done on her teeth, wears make up. waxes all of her side burns that she has & other hair! styles & dyes her hair, and wears girl clothes. Now she still is not attractive by no means. I have been dealing with her running the road with my husband for a few years now, but over the past year its worst, it just does not seem right! They are together day & night, all week, when I go with him, she does not run with us on the road, but they do everything together, stop to shower at the same time, eat, sleep, they are never apart! he helps her unload her truck, he even brings her home with him to work on her truck in our garage! She even has gotten involed in some of our arguments, and she has tried to tell me what upsets him! For instance, he wanted a laptop for his truck, I still do not know why, he has never been one to use even ours here at home, so he carried on with me about this, I finally said, ok **** if thats what you want lets get on for you, well I found one for him, and went to order it, and then he had to tell me the truth, he had her order one for him with our debt card & shipped to her house!!! We have had problems in our merriage just like any other normal couple, maybe worst at times, he has been unfaithful to me well more than once in our 17 years together, and a few years ago he almost lost me because of it! Durring any of our arguments or what ever, she latley has her own opinion,,,she more less feeds his madness!!! I really could tell you all some stories on how he really can be and you would all think that I am nuts!! It has not been an easy 17 years.
He tells me he loves me & never wants to loose me, he tells me I have nothing to worry about, but in the same sentances he will hear nothing that I have to say to how I feel about anything with her, I try telling him to me it does not look right, his comment is he does not care what others think! This past weekend he told me he wants to hear none of our other friends say one more bad thing about her, he said that, that went for me as well, she is his friend and thats that! Then he proceeded to tell me that they picked up a cheap car, together so that when they are at there delivery place at night that they no longer have to bobtail to the truck stop to eat & shower, they can just jump in the car & go!!!!
Now am I crazy?

the last 2 weeks of summer me and my friend were staying at a beach condo complex. one night when we were hanging out this guy was yelling off the balcony with a group of people at us to get out of the Jacuzzi and come to room 209 to play beerpong with them. we thought the whole thing was so funny so we went up just to say hi after security filed them for a noise complaint of yelling off the balcony at 11. we left our number and told them wed chill the next day. we ended up sneaking out every night to party with them and started at 11am-3am. going to the beach, surfing jello shots, beerpong, stepbrothers, going to the movies and just messing around. i instantly started crushing on this guy the second i saw him yelling off the balcony. he was everything on my checklist, funny, tall, built, nice, laid back, attractive, knows how to have fun, but can still keep it real, and most importantly a little rebel. he texted me the second i left every night until we came back in the morning. one night when we were starting to get a little buzzed i challenged him to a one on one bp game. and if i won i got to paint his nails pink, he said if he won he wanted a kiss. i lost by one cup accidentally on purpose. ive kissed plently of boys before but this kiss was unreal. it felt like the whole room was spinning and not just cuz i was drunk lol. i cant even describe how amazing it was other than abslutly amazing. it wasnt that long but it seemed like hours. at first i tried to play it like it was just for the bet cuz i didnt want people getting the wrong impression. but it only took a minute before we were making out again…and then we ended up on the futon and at that moment all i could think was that i never wanted to leave, and thats when my dad walked in and threatened to arrest everyone for underaged drinking thank god he didnt c me getting on a 19yearold in the other room. we texted all the time when we weren’t together and he was always the one to text first, or call, or start a conversation at-first. saying goodbye was the hardest thing ever. im not the kind of girl to get attached to guys i just met, or really any guys for that matter. but something about him made me not want to ever let go. i live 8 hours away from him and i knew that as soon as summer ended our little “fling” or whatever you want to call it would end also. but he wouldnt let it. my friend and i drove home the next day and he told me he couldnt get over it and that he wanted to talk to me everyday. at first i thought that was a little much, but it wasnt, at all. we would talk for 3hours at a time and not run out of things to say i would text him while i was in class and hed text me from work. my texting bill was over 6000 texts a month and i still wanted to talk more. he’d send the cutest texts saying he missed me and your beautifull, and im falling for you ******** and i cant believe its all over that kiss. for 2and a half months straight, starting the second i met him till 2 weeks ago he sent me continual texts all day long. we both have lives, but we would stop everything we were doing to text each-other. the last normal text he sent was when i told him i was falling asleep at 2 in the morning and that i ws gonna crash. he texted me “i miss you so much babe, i wish i could fall asleep with you, sweet dreams i <3 u ***." and then i texted him the next day and he didnt respond but i just figured he was busy so i didnt pay attention to it. and then i texted him the day after that, and the day after that and he didnt respond, i didnt want to be clingy so i just waited for him to text me….for 3 days and still no responce. i freaked out and thought something was wrongbut he finally responded and said he just doesnt pay as much attention to his phone anymore and that he had been working alot and it didnt have anything to do with me. but when he saw he had like 6 missed calls from me over 10 days he didnt think to call me bak once. if he was over it i would be sad, but i would get over it, i asked him if i was waisting his time cuz he didnt seem to care anymore cuz i felt like i was talking to a brick wall, and he said that im not waisting my time, and its not that he doesnt want to talk to me "again" hes just been really tired and hasnt been paying attention to his phone. hes been avoiding me for 2weeks now so i stopped trying to takl to him all together. i feel so pathetic cuz im miserable over a guy who honestly, i barely hung out with who livs on the other side of california. and i dont even know what happened all of a sudden that made him stop missing me over night. the only thing that made sense to me was if there was another girl but there isnt. or if i did something but i didnt. and ive talked to people who know him and none of them know why. i know i just have to forget about it and i think after writing out this shitty story ill be fine. i fucking **** boys.

You do not have to read all of this just a few paragraphs. Read it all if you like.
Just so you know

I don’t blame you or any one else, if you think I am normal. It is a fair mistake that any person can, and has made. After all I look normal; brown hair, blue eyes, and crème skin, you know, the works. It is not like I have a rabbit ears sticking out from the top of my head (if I do, please tell me right now). But the truth is I am far from normal, my whole entire family is far from normal… at least what is left of it. But just so you know, for your own benefit I will let you in on a small little secret. My family is psychic. I am a psychic.
Now, please, I know what you are thinking, seriously I do. But believe me when I say psychic I do not mean stupid crystal ball stuff but like powers. Like… superpowers! Like walking through walls, x-ray vision (avoid at all costs), and mind reading… like me.
I am a mind reader, so right now I know what you are thinking “This ***** is psycho.” Most likely. But it is not my fault. It is just everyone on my mom’s side of the family, and dad’s side of the family, are psychics. It is a thing that runs in genes mostly. I know other psychic families too, but that I can talk about later, now I need to tell you something of importance.
Right now the government is bad with a capital B. And I know some of you are just thinking “Thank you very much Miss. Point-out-the-complete-and-total-obvious… it does not take an idiot to know that.” But no, I mean really, really, bad. They are going to much control and now they are taking measures that could hurt everyone; especially me and my family.
We are psychics, which means we are more powerful than the government. They do not want anyone to get the chance of being better or stronger than they are. So they are taking us to a facility where they probably are going to kill or torture us psychics. That is where mom and dad are right now, that is where almost all the rest of my family is… except for me, my sister, and my brother. We are going to save them… or we will die trying.

Chapter One

Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, that started from this tropic port, aboard this tiny ship. The mate was a mighty sailing man…
“Just shut up!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. If Nathan mentally hums that Gilligan’s Island theme song one more time I swear on my life he will be beaten half to death.
Nathan’s misty blue eyes stared up at me. Sorry Cass, I am just really bored.
“I get it, really I do. But Nathan, I am the one who has to here that song over and over again. And I am not one of those people who can say ‘Just think it Nathe!’ That does not work for me at all.” I said putting my hands on his shoulders.
He nodded, “I am sorry…” he added audibly.
“It’s fine.” I said ruffling his hair.
“Cass?” I turned to my other side to see Paige tugging at my shirt eagerly. I am really hungry… she told me in a thought.
“Nathe, Paige, want to go for some chow?” I asked raising an eyebrow at them.
They nodded at me their eyes sparkling. I will never get over the fact how cute these guys are. Especially since they have the twin thing going but come on, they can be evil a lot of the time. Just give those two five minutes and there would be some national crisis.
It did happen a few towns over. Nathe was playing with rocks and Paige disintegrated them… while all of the towns’ folk watched, and got pictures. That gave us trouble, so we ran here. And yup here we are in New York. It smells bad here and a lot of the things these people think are indescribably creepy.
I stopped my train of thought and looked around and down to Paige “Babe?” I said looking down at her “You want fancy food?”
She nodded “How much?”
“Do five hundred just in case, cause I think we should take a bus, or a subway soon because my feet are in a bit of pain.”
She nodded and went into an alley for a moment and came out with two one hundred dollar bills, four fifty dollar bills, and five twenty dollar bills. She handed the money to me with a pale, sweating face.
“Sorry sweetie.” I said kissing her forehead “I know that takes a lot of energy and you are just a beginner, but for the past months I have been so proud.”
Well you see, Paige can break down and reform matter. That is her psychic ability. IT comes in handy for money but, damn, does it make her feel sick and tire her out. Nathan has a talent too. He can control Earth, like rocks and stuff. He loves his talent and has a knack for it.
She smiled at me sadly and then her face got a bit sarcastic “We are going to Calarasa.”
I nodded and took Paige and Nathan by the hand and walked into the restaurant with the big words Calarasa printed over it.
I walked into the tall restaurant building and the first thing I heard from the man at the desk was “Do you need to use the potty, because it is for paying costumers only.”
La La, I was askiong for and opinion, not a complaint. So if you arent going to answer my question please do not answer.

He yanked open
The refrigerator door.

Standing tall on his little feet,
Looking about for something to eat.

He said, Mom.
She said, Yes.
He said, I know how to spell A-1.
She said, How?
He said, A-1.
She said, You’re such a smart big boy.

And with that
He closed the door
Roamed about
Looking for more.

He found the camera
And said, Mom
She said, Yes
He said, Where’s the cheese button?

I can never figure out based on television how tall that delicious **** is. Has anyone ever met him in person that could give a guestimate?
haha I’m just curious. thanks

ok…..this weekend…i met this guy that really likes me…and i know he likes me because his mom was talking to my mom…their really close….and they stayed this whole weekend at my house..they slept over and all…i dont know why, but this weekend i felt helllllla shy.i didnt even feel like i was myself..then last night before they left he asked me “babe.will you be my girl.till the day i die” OMFG! my stomach felt soooooo f*cking wierd when he asked me that but for some reason it felt good.ive fallin for a guy over three days..its like love at first site…hes hella fine and he has a really hot smile..he tells me things that i really wanna hear from a guy..like all those sweet love talk and all.he has respect for me and my mom thinks hes a great guy also.uh.lemme describe him.hes 6 feet tall..im 5’8″ and he has dark brown eyes…i have dark brown eyes..lol…hes hawaiian filipino samoan and ****…and im hawaiian filipino..and we both go to the same school.
DO I GO FOR HIM??!!??

I remember a movie with Laurel & Hardy as Stanny Dum & Ollie Dee. Silas Barnaby threatens to kick Widow Peep out of her shoe,unless her daughter, Bo-Peep, agrees to marry him. But Bo Peep loves Tom-Tom, the piper’s son, so it’s up to Stanny Dum & Ollie Dee to come to the rescue, with the life-size wooden soldiers they mistakenly made in the toy factory. Santa wanted 600 soldiers at 1 foot tall,but Stanny Dum made100 soldiers at 6 foot tall! I thought it was “Babes in Toyland”, but I couldn’t find it at the store!