Strawberry Liquor Chapter 4 by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 4
I stood outside in the freezing, bitter cold waiting for a ride. Nice going mom, you're an hour late. Again. Thanks a lot. I wish she'd just get here, she won't let me take the bus home, God knows why, and so I have to sit out here in the freezing, below 10 degrees weather that is New England in the winter. She does this to me everyday. Every fucking day.
Ah, here she is, right on schedule. I get up and walk to the curb. She drives over and barely stops for 10 seconds, waiting for me to get in. She hates waiting. I quickly throw all my shit in the car and jump in before she drives away without me. God, I hate her. I don't know why I wanted h
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 3 by TreesAreWhispering, literature
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Strawberry Liquor Chapter 3
"Sit down Tristan. I understand that Hazel is a very attractive girl, but we must start the class" said Mrs. Grayson as we were staring at each other. He then sat down all the while not taking his eyes off of me. God he is so beautiful. But, now what do I do? I've made my introduction, I've been friendly and outgoing, but like I said before, I'm not good with guys. What do I do now?
Well that problem was taken care of for me because, apparently, he's really into algebra so he took out his things and actually paid attention in class. I started day dreaming again, thinking about whether he had a girlfriend back home, if he played sports, if
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 2 by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 2
"There's a seat right over there Tristan, please go sit down." says Mrs. Greyson as I cringe in my seat. I'm not good with boys, I get all shy and my hands get sweaty, but today I am going to be as outgoing as I can be.
Tristan, oh what a beautiful name, walks over to the other side of the classroom amongst freshman who are staring at him like he's fresh meat with his head still in his schedule. As he walks, kind of slowly, I immediately reach for my emergency hand lotion and I try to make my hands not sweaty. It works! So when he gets to the desk I reach over and offer my hand while saying "Hi, I'm Hazel. And you're Tristan, I lov
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 1 by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 1
As I walk into Algebra I see that my friend Izzy brought her friend from the next town over to shadow. We usually sit together but today I'll just have to sit behind her. She's one of my best friends you know. Well anyways, I go and I sit behind her. She starts talking away about her friend and she's introducing us, but I'm back in my own little universe. Izzy doesn't mind, I do this a lot.
As freshman students just like me that I've gone to school with my whole life pour into the classroom I realize that every seat is taken except for the one next to mine. I guess i was right all along. No
Strawberry Liquor Prologue by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Prologue
She walked down the congested hallway of her poor, boring high school as if in a daze. She didn't see anyone around her and her peripheral vision was blurred by the strange, blue colored lockers to either side. She was in her own little world as she walked down the typical high school hallway. Nobody thought to disturb her from her day dream for this was a regular thing occurence.
First she though about tests and homework and regular school stuff. Then she thought about her friends and how much she loved them and how much she missed some of them since they went to different high schools. Then she thought about her love life. She'd never had
I figured Out Last Night... by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
I figured Out Last Night...
Ok so I was blowdrying my hair last night and at some weird angle, without any make up on, and my really old, young bathrobe on that I looked like I did 5 years ago. That little immature me was still in there, and then that thought that is constantly nagging at the back of head started talking again, "Why do you try so hard to look pretty? You're so young, dont try to look mature, you'll just end up looking silly." and I remember some of the looks my sister gave me when I would try and dress a little maturely and it suddenly dawned on me that
Every single year of my life I have been
trying
to
impress
my
sister.
And it never work
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 4 by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 4
I stood outside in the freezing, bitter cold waiting for a ride. Nice going mom, you're an hour late. Again. Thanks a lot. I wish she'd just get here, she won't let me take the bus home, God knows why, and so I have to sit out here in the freezing, below 10 degrees weather that is New England in the winter. She does this to me everyday. Every fucking day.
Ah, here she is, right on schedule. I get up and walk to the curb. She drives over and barely stops for 10 seconds, waiting for me to get in. She hates waiting. I quickly throw all my shit in the car and jump in before she drives away without me. God, I hate her. I don't know why I wanted h
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 3 by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 3
"Sit down Tristan. I understand that Hazel is a very attractive girl, but we must start the class" said Mrs. Grayson as we were staring at each other. He then sat down all the while not taking his eyes off of me. God he is so beautiful. But, now what do I do? I've made my introduction, I've been friendly and outgoing, but like I said before, I'm not good with guys. What do I do now?
Well that problem was taken care of for me because, apparently, he's really into algebra so he took out his things and actually paid attention in class. I started day dreaming again, thinking about whether he had a girlfriend back home, if he played sports, if
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 2 by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 2
"There's a seat right over there Tristan, please go sit down." says Mrs. Greyson as I cringe in my seat. I'm not good with boys, I get all shy and my hands get sweaty, but today I am going to be as outgoing as I can be.
Tristan, oh what a beautiful name, walks over to the other side of the classroom amongst freshman who are staring at him like he's fresh meat with his head still in his schedule. As he walks, kind of slowly, I immediately reach for my emergency hand lotion and I try to make my hands not sweaty. It works! So when he gets to the desk I reach over and offer my hand while saying "Hi, I'm Hazel. And you're Tristan, I lov
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 1 by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Chapter 1
As I walk into Algebra I see that my friend Izzy brought her friend from the next town over to shadow. We usually sit together but today I'll just have to sit behind her. She's one of my best friends you know. Well anyways, I go and I sit behind her. She starts talking away about her friend and she's introducing us, but I'm back in my own little universe. Izzy doesn't mind, I do this a lot.
As freshman students just like me that I've gone to school with my whole life pour into the classroom I realize that every seat is taken except for the one next to mine. I guess i was right all along. No
Strawberry Liquor Prologue by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
Strawberry Liquor Prologue
She walked down the congested hallway of her poor, boring high school as if in a daze. She didn't see anyone around her and her peripheral vision was blurred by the strange, blue colored lockers to either side. She was in her own little world as she walked down the typical high school hallway. Nobody thought to disturb her from her day dream for this was a regular thing occurence.
First she though about tests and homework and regular school stuff. Then she thought about her friends and how much she loved them and how much she missed some of them since they went to different high schools. Then she thought about her love life. She'd never had
I figured Out Last Night... by TreesAreWhispering, literature
Literature
I figured Out Last Night...
Ok so I was blowdrying my hair last night and at some weird angle, without any make up on, and my really old, young bathrobe on that I looked like I did 5 years ago. That little immature me was still in there, and then that thought that is constantly nagging at the back of head started talking again, "Why do you try so hard to look pretty? You're so young, dont try to look mature, you'll just end up looking silly." and I remember some of the looks my sister gave me when I would try and dress a little maturely and it suddenly dawned on me that
Every single year of my life I have been
trying
to
impress
my
sister.
And it never work
I stared at the screen in disbelief. The message was so simple yet meant so much.
"I Love You Ash."
I took in a sharp, rigid breath and contemplated how to reply. I have been waiting to hear these words my entire life, and here they were and I didn't even know what to write back.
Nobody had told me this before and I was scared. Did he love me as a friend? As more? How the heck do I respond? Tears flooded my eyes; I was overwhelmed over a silly thing like this.
Seconds flew by and I needed a response, so I went with my heart.
"I love you too."
A smile crept upon my face as the animated pencil lighting up my screen indicated he was writin
The pen scratches ink onto the blue faded lines in a solemn, distressed sway
As my breath pierces the silence within my sheltered room
The words in my heart dance and play
Yet they tear apart when I am feeding them paper to live on
A stray hair wisps across my face creating a snakelike shadow on my blue faded lines
I blink tears from my eyes as I remember what I'm writing
The writing words stand out against the pure white paper like black vines
I stifle a cry that tries to escape and throw it back down into the depths of me
I am dead to them now
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