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"Hello Rose," was probably the best two words I had ever heard in my whole life. Maybe, it was because it came out of his mouth, his sweet, deep, rythmic voice saying my name, it sounded like a symphony. I was so shocked, stunned really, I couldn't even speak. "Rose?" he asked with a puzzled grin on his angel like face.

"Oh hello! Hello Ricky! " I spitted out, oh yeah Rosie, nice going, your a genious, you just got spit all over his face, I thought to myself. I just wish I could of said it without giving him a second shower. "I'm so sorry about that." My face was turning a deep red.

"Oh its fine, it happens to all of us." He smiled and patted my back, "So how are you?"

"Gggood. You?" I couldn't breath anymore, he just touched me, ME!

He began to tell me all about his day so far, or maybe it was about his football practice, or maybe it was about his Science project, to tell the truth, I really had no idea, I wasn't really listening, I just couldn't pull my eyes away from his face.

He was truly perfect in everyway. He was the most known guy in our whole school, but he was also so modest about himself. It amazed me how down to earth he was, I mean his life was truly perfect. He was the quarterback of our school football team, not to mention the best player, he took our team to state 2 years in a row, and everyone knew that he would do it again for his senior year. He was also the most gorgeous person currently living on this planet, probably even in this universe. Everyone loved him, including me. He was truly an amazing person.

I just couldn't concentrate on what he was saying, I was in a complete trance. His gorgeous blue eyes just glistened from the light hanging from the hallway ceiling, like a pond of crystal clear blue water. He always tilted his head slightly whenever he talked to someone, and tends to want to be close to your face. His tan skin, it was too marvelous to describe, it was so smooth, yet it seemed so fragile and fresh, like porcelain. His smile just brightened the whole room when he walked in, the whiteness of his teeth was just magical. Like they almost sparkle, like little crystals of hottness, you could say that he was my own little Edward Cullen. :) You couldn't help but just smile whenever you saw him. His hair, was a chocolate brown, so welcoming and creamy, it looked so warm and comfortable, I just wanted to take a nap in it! And I don't even know how to begin talking about his bod! Oh my gosh, I swear it was carved by an angel, it was a masterpeice. Like one of the statue greek gods, perfectly sculped.

Whenever I looked at him though, it made me so excited, of course! But also, sadness just would fill my heart, because, he was just too perfect. And when I say too perfect, too perfect for me, like why would he ever take an interest at me? Like, every single time I saw him smile, my heart would break, just like someone had punched me in my gut, I didn't even hold a candle to the rest of the girls in my school.

All of these things were just running through my mind! But all in all, he was perfect, he was truly my true love, my prince charming, and its been that way since the first time a saw him in 4th grade.

I guess I had been standing there for a long time, just staring at his face. Oh my gosh, I think drool had actually been running down my face! I guess thats why everyone walking by were just bursting out laughing. Oh well, really, who cares? I was almost under a spell, I literally couldn't stop staring at him. All of a sudden, I felt a warm, sculpted, tan, and muscular arm wrap around me. "Rose? Rosie? You there cutie? " he laughed as he softly shook me.

"Yes yes, I'm sorry about that. " I stammered.

" Anyways, would you like to? "

"Liked to what?"

"Come to my game, and then I wanted to take you to dinner afterwards, just you and me." He bit his lip, looking worried, "you don't have to if you don't want to."

I didn't understand, "Me? Really?"

"Yes you," he said as he leaned over and kissed my cheek.

My heart stopped, sparks were flying in my stomach, "yes! yes! I 'd love to!"

" Awesome, I'll see you tonight then." he whispered in my ear as he walked away.

"Ok, " I said as I closed my eyes and rubbed my cheek. Finally, my dreams had come true. ;)

The IMPULSE

Stacy- What's wrong? Your so quiet.
Michael- Nothing, I'm just thinking.
Stacy- About what?
Michael- About everything that happened at the park.
Stacy- Wasn't it so fun?! It was a blast!!
Michael- To you maybe.
Stacy- Just because it started to rain during the picnic? You don't like the rain?
Michael- Thats not the point, it's not that.
Stacy- Okay then, then just tell me what happened.
Micahel- It's just you.
Stacy- Me?! What did I do?!
Michael- You know what, don't give me that.
Stacy- Seriously, what?
Michael- Who in the heck was that guy you were talking to there?
Stacy- Guy? Oh...Will? Yeah, what about him?
Michael- You two seemed pretty comfortable with eachother.
Stacy- Yeah, we are, so what?
Michael- So, what was THAT back there? The hugging, the little kisses, he had his hands all over you today!
Stacy- Why do you care?!
Michael-...I don't.
Stacy- Fine, whatever.
Michael- I just don't want you to talk to him anymore.
Stacy- You sir, can not tell me what to do! Remember, YOU DON'T CARE!
Michael- Dang it Stace, he's just not right for you!
Stacy- Oh ya?! Than who is Mike?
Michael- ....
Stacy- WHO IS?!
Michael- ....me?
Stacy- ....
Michael- Dang it, I knew this would happen if I told you.
Stacy- ....
Michael- Never mind then.
Stacy- Wait, are you for reals?
Michael- Yeah, I wouldn't lie to you, I've always loved you.
Stacy- I didn't know, I had no idea.
Michael- Yeah, I know.
Stacy- ....
Michael- Forget about it.
Stacy- No, just give me a second.
Michael- ....
Stacy- I love you too, but ever since...
Michael- Ever since what?
Stacy- You went out with that one girl.
Michael- That was four freakin' years ago! You still think about that?
Stacy- Yes, everyday.
Michael- Well, I wasn't with her because of her, I just wanted you.
Stacy- You should of thought about it earlier.
Michael- I know.
Stacy- Your too late.
Michael- Too late?
Stacy- Yeah.
Michael- Why?
Stacy- Will
Michael- What about him?
Stacy- He proposed.
Michael- When?!
Stacy- Today.
Michael- And you said....?
Stacy- Yes.
Michael- ....

First Page

I thought it was perfect. My life felt like it was finally complete, happy...secure and real. Though you never know how true hurt feels, how it really feels to have your heart really break, until something or someone you love more than life itself completely changes for the worst. I'm sure that to most, this story seems dreary, but believe me, my story is mostly about happiness and love, and complete trust. A fairytale, that may not exactly have a happily ever after.

It was the usual quiet Monday morning, the light from the sun slowly creeping through the window, the birds starting their morning serenades, the grass glistening form the lightly sprinkled dew. Then there was me, sprawled out on the couch in my living room, hot chocolate in one hand and the television remote in the other. The Tv was on, but so low that it was almost on mute. I stared into the screen, and yet I was not watching the show. My mind was completely blank, and truly what was there for me to think about anyways?

I was a single 23 year old woman named Sarah Lynn, who lived by herself, and worked as a waitress in the local diner, how fabulous, right? I felt like I had no one, except maybe for my parents (I am the only child), but of course they lived 10 hours away, which means I hardly ever got to see them. No boyfriend, no husband, no men in my life. I would always wonder about why this was the case when it came to my love life, why I had absolutely no love life in the first place. I'm not really ugly, not beautiful, but decent I guess. I was a taller woman, slender, with short brown hair that never seemed to want to grow out. I was still kind of awkward when it came to how I presented myself, I guess I never grew out of those miserably embarrassing teenage years. I do have one theory though, I may not have a significant other because whenever I see a member of the opposite sex coming my way, or even towards me, I look down and stare at my feet, or start to walk the other way as quickly as possible. I'm just extremely shy, I was one of those little girls that would hide behind my mommy's dress whenever someone tried to talk to me.

The only person I could really talk to, was my best friend that worked with me at the diner. I believe that we were exact opposites. But we still just seemed to get along so well. Her name was Carol, a complete beauty. She truly was beautiful, every mans dream. She had long platinum blonde hair that came down to about her hips. She was of medium height, and slender also, and much more attractive and original than me. She always had a man with her, relationships that lasted....hmmm....at the most a week or two. She truly was perfect, her clothing always being stylish, her hair always perfectly styled. I wanted to be like her so badly, but when you looked at her, and then looked at me, it would have to be such a miracle for me to be even like half of her. But she was so kind to me, and I trusted her so much. She was truly the only friend I had, she was a life saver for me.