Typical Junior High – Good Bye!

June 10, 2009

Hope Stories readers,

Today, was the last day of school, and I have to say I stayed strong and didn’t cry . . .Yet.  Anyway, Here is what happened.

Gym: The gym was PACKED! I sat down on the floor in front of the bleachers with my friends. After we talked for a little, and signed jeans shirts or shoes, I felt someone poke me. Before I even turned around I said  “Hi Brett!”

—Yes, that is B.T.boy’s real name! I know “OH MY GOD! She finally tells us his name!”—

Anyway I turned around to see him. “HEY BUDDY!!” he shouted at me. Yes he calls me his buddy. “Hey! Whats up?”

“Will you sign my shirt?” he asked. Which I thought he never would. After all, he didn’t invite me to his birthday party . . .anyway I took the marker he was holding and had him turn around. First I drew a big Peace sign, that took up a forth of his shirt, Then I signed my full name in all capital letters, Which took up about another fourth of his shirt. You could probably read my name 30 feet away from him! I did this on every body’s shirts/pants that I signed. My friends got the bigger writing and peace signs, If I didn’t like the person; the writing got smaller. And if I really didn’t like the person then I just put a peace sign with my Initials on their shirt. Then, If I hated the person I would write “KICK ME” in big, bold, capital letters on their shirt backs! After I signed Brett’s shirt I gave him back the marker.

First Period : All I did was talk to Samantha F. and Lauren. Oh and sign a bunch of peoples shirts/ jeans.

Second Period : All I did was talk to Shalondra, Zack (Stalker), Shawna and Amari. Oh and sign a bunch of peoples shirts/ jeans.

Third Period : SUCKED ASS!!!!!! All I did was talk to Lilly and Shawna. Oh and sign a bunch of peoples shirts/ jeans.

Lunch : I talked to Cassidy and Megan. And got my friends phone numbers, address’s, and e-mail address’s!

Outside : Okay Me, Morgan, Megan, Lauren, Samantha F., Gage, and Christian, all sat down and pigged out on the TWO family sized back of chips, ONE king sized bag of sour skittles, and ONE king sized bag of sour gummy worms that Morgan bought for all of us! Buddy (Yes the crack head that I hate) Came alone and asked us for some chips. Cassidy with her big-dog voice said “Fucker we don’t even know you!!!” It was HILARIOUS! I was Laughing my ass off as buddy stood next to me. “Okay, I am Buddy.” Then he went around shaking everybody’s hand. When it got to me he put his hand out in front of me. I just glared at him and said “FUCK OFF!!”

“Oh come on SAMMIE, give me some dibs!” He said all happily.  I rolled my eyes and punched his hand as hard as possible. I heard him suck in air. “THERE YA GO!!” I said while putting my head back down, so he couldn’t see my face (because I had my hood up) After he got some chips he finally left. Soon everyone was full, Then Brett came up to us and gave everyone “Free Hugs”  Which got Megan -aka the hugging queen- started. Then we (Me, Brett, Megan, Christian, Lauren, Richard, Samantha F, Morgan, and Zack) Started hugging each other. The first hug Brett gave me he tackled me into a choke. I couldn’t breathe and my face turned red. The only words I could get out was “Brett stop.” Which sounded more like a moan than a choking “LET THE FUCK GO OF ME!!”  Then after that hug there were a few regular hugs, Then he came up behind me and crushed his front side into my backside (yes like that) and wrapped his arms around me waist, pulling my into him. That was followed by a few regular hugs. Then he came running up to and hugged me, burring his face into my chest (yes like that) saying “Oh Samantha! I am going to miss you sooooooooooooooooooooo much !” Then that hug was followed by some regular hugs.                                                                                                                                         THEN – Brett came up to me in a hug, burring his face into my chest and leaning on me WAY TO MUCH – so much that I fell over, bringing him down with me- I ended up falling down on the track – on my back, with Brett over top of me with his legs spread out each on one side of my waist. His knees were bent, with one of his hands pining my right arm to the ground and his other hand on my left boob!!!!!!! –He probably had it there on purpose– My head had hit the concrete so of course he didn’t even think about the position we were in, Instead of getting up he asked “Oh my god! SAM are you alright?!?!”  I pushed my back up against Brett because the back part of my shirt had came  up half way and my bare skin was on the burning, Blazing hot concrete. “HOLY SHIT! My back is on fire!” I shouted.

“Sam are you okay?” Brett asked again.

“Brett I’m fine, its just my back is burning because of the track!” I said.

“Oh, your okay! Oh my god! Sam, I’m so sorry.” he blabbered.

“Brett can you please just get off of me? This looks kind of wrong.” I said.

“I don’t care what people think, but yes I will get off of you.” Once he did get off my he still stood over me. He put his hand out in front of me so I took it and he pulled me up, into a hug though. . . “I’m sorry!” He said.

“Brett it is okay!!”  I said while laughing.

“Okay!!” He said while letting me go. Then I went over to Samantha F. To tell her what just happened. She said “Well at least it wasn’t as bad as that time that he “Jumped” over you and humped your head and back!” I SCREAMED after that comment. “Why did you have to bring that memory back? It was almost gone!” I shouted. I was about to say something else when Sam pointed behind me and said “Sam! watch out!” I was about to turn around but I was to late. Brett had smashed his front into my back again (yes like that) and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back into him (yes like that) “Oh my god! Brett let go of me!” I said while squirming.

“Say please.”

“NO! Let go of me!” he wrapped one of his legs around both of mine to stop me from squirming.

“Stop squirming and say “Brett, please let me go.” He said.

“Brett please let go of me!!”

“No you have to say “Brett, please let me go.”

“Brett, please let me go.”

“Okay, now say uncle.”

I sighed. “Uncle.”

“Good girl!” He said while letting me go.

I sighed, and shook my head.

“Sam, you know you like it! You know you would watch! You know you like what you see!” He said while sliding one of his arms around my back and on my waist. I just looked him in the eyes and smiled. Be returned the smile and glided to the front of my body, moving his arms around my waist, into another hug. His hands were practically on my ass -AWKWARD- he finally let go after about ten long seconds. :p When he hugged me before his class was going inside, I got a good whiff of his hair. “Brett, your hair smells like jolly ranchers!”

“I know don’t you like it.”

“Hell yeah!”

THEN HE LEFT! O.o

later my friend, Samantha F. came up to me. “Do you want to know what Zack told Richard?” she asked me.

“Not really, because I know it will be stupid. But I know that oyur going to tell me anyway so shoot.”

“He said that if someone took the hottest girl in the school and put my ass on her, then put your boobs on her, then she would be the sexiest girl in school.”

“Is that suppose to be a compliment?” I asked.

“No idea, but I know that he was talking about my ass and your tits.”

I walked up to Zack and punched his shoulder.

“What was that for?” he winned.

“Next time you talk about my body your going to have so many bruises that your still be purple when your great great great grandchildren have grandchildren!” I spoke.

“iight Sam. I guess I can do that. But you know that tits are hard to avoid when they are as big as yours.”

I gave him the finger. “And no, that isn’t a offer.” I spoke.

Elective :Keyboarding : It was a half day so I only had to go to one elective! I sat next to Lilly, for a change, and I talked to Cassidy on a chat room.

Gym : This is the worst part on the day! : (   This is the last time that I would see my friends, or Brett. ANYWAY!!!! I sat next to Brett.

“Hey Samantha!” He said while putting his arms out for a hug. I moved closer to him, as he moved some stuff off of his lap. Then we hugged. He held me tighter when I tried to let go of him, We hugged for what seemed like half an hour, but I know it was really like half a minute. “I’m going to miss you Samantha!” He said while letting me go. “Oh god! Brett your going to make me cry! I will miss you to!”

“Yeah, I know.” he said while pulling me -by my waist- to his side. “Please don’t make me cry.” I said while laying my head on his shoulder. “I won’t but I really will miss you.”

“So will I, Brett.” I said while

looking up into his Dark, Warm, Soft, Wet, Lovely, Smexy, Funny, Kind, Perverted, talented – eyes.

And then I studied his Dark, Long, Warm, Jolly-rancher-smelling, soft smexy – hair.

I looked at his Soft, Warm, Wet – Lips.

Then I looked at his whole face, And crawled down hims neck, down to his well-sculpted, tense, tan, -arms.

Then my eyes slipped down to his Warm, Soft, Tan, – hands, one that was on my left waist, and the other that was on top of my right thigh.

I looked at ALMOST every Inch of his body, or even just him. I even thought about his personality, remembering with memory’s from this past year. I thought about how this might be the last time I will ever see him. I swear I could feel a lump burning in my throat. Then Zack came up to Brett, who soon let me go. I moved to the back of my bus line. When I had to leave, I past Brett, who was talking to someone. He just looked into my eyes as I passed him. He probably saw my pain, but he waved gently at me. So I waved back of course. I can’t believe myself. Couldn’t I have got his address, or something? If I’m not there next year what am I going to do?He was always there, other than ONE, just one day of school! He was always there for me. He talked to me just about everyday, even if it was just “hey” that he said, it was still nice to know that he was there. It was nice to know that he saw me, and that I wasn’t invisible, like I am to some people at my school. I would bump into some people in the halls and they act like I wasn’t there.

Peace,

Samantha







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