Saturday, February 18, 2012

Drew - The Bestfriend.


Drew - The Bestfriend.
You wake up from having an old dream. You and your bestfriend Drew, you guys were making mud pies. And you ended up throwing it at trees. You smile at the past, you get out of your bed and get dressed. You hear a honk, and lean out your window. Drew is in his car, his girlfriend in the front seat. You hate her with all of your guts, not just because she's dating Drew to upset you. You love Drew, a lot, and she's going to hurt him. You remember her exact words to you when they started dating, 'He's so going to want to be dead when I'm done with him..' The words gave you shivers, "Be there in a minute!" You shouted.
"Okay!" Drew shouted back. You grab your bag and run out to the car, you hop in the back seat and put on your seat belt. "Did you eat this morning?"
"No," you replied.
"You need to eat."
"Not my fault that I have a terrible clock and my mom won't get me a new one."
"She doesn't need to eat," Shyanne mumbled.
You glare at her, she's so screwed, you thought.
Drew kept looking in the mirror back at you.

In history, Drew isn't there. So you sit there, being bored out of your mind but you still pay attention. Stupid Shyanne keeps hitting you with paper, and once, a pencil.
"Just one more time, hun," You whispered quietly to yourself. You were hit one more time in the back of the head. You stood up and made your way to the back of the class room.
"Ms. _____ get back in your seat!" The teacher yelled at you. You grabbed Shyanne's shoulder and started beating her in the face using your fist.

You were outside of the office, sitting in the chair, glaring at Shyanne who sat right in front of you. Holding toilet paper to her nose.
"Ms. _____, what did Shyanne do to you that made you charge at her like that?" The principal asked.
"She started chucking s*** at the back of my head," you told her.
"Like?"
"Paper, pencils, I swear bits of eraser and maybe broken pieces of a pen too."
The principal looked over at Shyanne. "You, office."
"B-But-" Shyanne was cut off.
"No buts, Shyanne!"
Shyanne glared at you as she went in the office.
"You can have a free period off to relax," the principal said before slamming the door.
You got up and went to Science, where Drew is.
"Ms. ___, what are you doing here?" His tired teacher asked you.
"The principal needs to speak with Drew, it'll be awhile so he must get his things." You told the teacher.
"Okay ... Drew, get your stuff, go with Ms. ____ to the office."
"For- Alright," Drew caught right on.
You guys spent that period running around the school, racing.

"Shyanne tells me you punched her face in..." Drew said to you.
"Yeah, I did, she deserved it. I'm sick of being treated like s***." You easily spilled the beans. "I hate how you two are dating," your mouth kept spitting out more of the truth the longer it was open. "She's just a little b**** who is a f***ing plastic physco pathic who won't leave me the f*** alone and she's planing something to beat the s*** out of you until you're dead." After a minute of silence, you're shocked from what you said.
"So that's how you really feel about my girlfriend?" Drew asked. "I thought you were going to be supportive, I love her, okay?"
The words hit you like a ton of bricks. "L-Love?" Now your heart hurts more than ever. "Are you serious?"
"Yes, I'm serious!"
"Who are you going to believe? Me? Or your girlfriend?"
"My girlfriend."
"When you're in the ditch, I don't know why, but I'll still be there. Holding on to your hand, and you'll be wishing you never chose her over me." You got up and started walking away. Drew called your name a few times, aventually he gave up.

Drew stopped texting you, he stopped calling, he stopped talking. It's been two months since then.
You get a call from Drew's mother, you hesitate to answer. Once you hit talk, you thought, why did I just hit talk!?
"Hello?" You asked quietly.
"It's Drew's mom, h-he's in the hospital.." She says all shoken up.
"I'll be there," you say, trying to hold back tears. Even though you're in your PJ's, you love that boy with all of your heart. Your car is in the shop so you run to the hospital through the rain as fast as you can, bare foot.
You seen Drew's mother as soon as you get through the doors of the hospital. You give her a big hug, "Where is he?" You asked, pulling away.
"Room 286 floor 4," she says quietly.
"Thanks," you go to the room and you see him. Laying in the hospital bed, bleeding, bruises, cast on his wrist and ancle. "Drew," you whisper and you go over and give him a gentle hug.
"_-____?" He asked you quietly, "I'm so sorry I didn't listen..."
"It's fine, you were in love, I understand." You whispered to him.
"I hid my true feelings..."
"What?"
"I hid my true feelings for you."
"And all this time, I tried to hide them from you.."
He gave you a gentle kiss on the lips.

You were pacing around your room, wondering how to tell Drew.
"Just great," you whisper quietly as Drew pulled up in your drive way. "I don't know what to say! I have to tell him."
"Hey hun," Drew says while coming in your room.
"Um-"
"Before you say anything, I just want to say how much I love you." He gives you a nice kiss and a long hug.
"Drew ... I have to tell you something," you slightly push him away.
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't ... want this to happen. Not right now, but it just sort of went..."
"Are you...?" He couldn't even finish his sentence. Small amounts of water are slowly filling his eyes.
You looked at the engadgement ring, then back at him. "Too young..."
"Nineteen isn't young. Hun, please."
"No, don't touch me..." You whispered as you move away from him.
"Don't break up with me."
"Wait, what?" You asked. "Drew, I'm not breaking up with you!"
"Are you cheating on me then?"
"No! Hun, I'm pregnant!" A big smile grew on his face, he gave you a huge hug and kiss.

Your Answers
Drew - The Bestfriend.
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Elroy - The Bad Boy.
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Andy - The Musician.
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Nathan - Bestfriends Brother.
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Marty - The Romantic.
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Result Totals
Drew - The Bestfriend.
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Nathan - Bestfriends Brother.
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Andy - The Musician.
2,681
Elroy - The Bad Boy.
1,377
Marty - The Romantic.
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