Teenage Dream
every saturday i write another chapter to teenage dream. so please read this story ive been wanting to write books, so comment if u like or dislikee....♥
Hi. my name is Claudia Romano. I am 17 my birthday is in about 2 weeks. i live in a small city in Illinois. but for about 2-3 weeks i am going to be visiting my dad in california. my mom died when i was real little so i live with my aunt kristen. Me and my dad havent seen each other since i was about 5, so this is a big deal for him.
as i deported the plane, i walked to the exit of the plane, when i heard someone yelling. "Miss!, excuse me miss!" i turn to look behind me. "uhm..... did...u forget.. your bag...." this handoms guy speaks to me. so passionate, that i want to explode. his voice is excoing through my head. 'miss, excuse me miss' "uhm hello?" he speaks to me. "Oh uh, yes... that is my bag. uhm thank you." i say, wow am i an idiot. flawlessly drowning in dream world. "Yeah no problem, so uhm where are you heading off to?" "my dads house. how about you, what are you doing in this magnificent state." i say with a smile. he give a little laugh. "im visiting my girlfriend." then all of my "dreams" just fade away, like butterflies. gone before you can even get to see all of the detail. "Oh, whats her name?" "Jasmine." "thats a pretty name, i guess... so how long you two been dating?" "uhm for about a year now. i always come to see her once a month, the bad part is that i only get to stay for two weeks." his voice... i tremble on how perfect it is. "oh thats how long im practicaly staying for." "nice, so wheres your mom, didnt she come?" i look away. what should i say? "uhm no she, she couldnt make it. she, uhm she had to finish cleaning our huge house, because uhm the, the maid took the day off." ok i lied. "oh you got a huge house?" "yeah, not that big, but you know its pretty big." "oh sweet. your lucky." then he looked away. "why, i mean what kinda house do you have?" "oh just a little desent one." "oh" then we both make eye contact. "wow you have really blue eyes" he says staring deeply into my sea blue eyes. "oh uhm thanks, you have really brown eyes" i say and he laughs. "yeah. well theres my ride. so i guess ill see you around." he says while a black truck pulls up. "oh uhm where?" he smiles "uhm how about at the LAX fountian, 8:30 tonight." "ok. uhm ill see you there." "see ya there." Then he gives one last beautiful smile and drives away.
as i deported the plane, i walked to the exit of the plane, when i heard someone yelling. "Miss!, excuse me miss!" i turn to look behind me. "uhm..... did...u forget.. your bag...." this handoms guy speaks to me. so passionate, that i want to explode. his voice is excoing through my head. 'miss, excuse me miss' "uhm hello?" he speaks to me. "Oh uh, yes... that is my bag. uhm thank you." i say, wow am i an idiot. flawlessly drowning in dream world. "Yeah no problem, so uhm where are you heading off to?" "my dads house. how about you, what are you doing in this magnificent state." i say with a smile. he give a little laugh. "im visiting my girlfriend." then all of my "dreams" just fade away, like butterflies. gone before you can even get to see all of the detail. "Oh, whats her name?" "Jasmine." "thats a pretty name, i guess... so how long you two been dating?" "uhm for about a year now. i always come to see her once a month, the bad part is that i only get to stay for two weeks." his voice... i tremble on how perfect it is. "oh thats how long im practicaly staying for." "nice, so wheres your mom, didnt she come?" i look away. what should i say? "uhm no she, she couldnt make it. she, uhm she had to finish cleaning our huge house, because uhm the, the maid took the day off." ok i lied. "oh you got a huge house?" "yeah, not that big, but you know its pretty big." "oh sweet. your lucky." then he looked away. "why, i mean what kinda house do you have?" "oh just a little desent one." "oh" then we both make eye contact. "wow you have really blue eyes" he says staring deeply into my sea blue eyes. "oh uhm thanks, you have really brown eyes" i say and he laughs. "yeah. well theres my ride. so i guess ill see you around." he says while a black truck pulls up. "oh uhm where?" he smiles "uhm how about at the LAX fountian, 8:30 tonight." "ok. uhm ill see you there." "see ya there." Then he gives one last beautiful smile and drives away.
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cool keep it up!