A story I wrote / am still writing about love. And girls. And hot guys. Basically, an every day story. But it has a bit of a twist to it. And it may seem perfect at first, but it really, really isn't. So sit back, kick up a chair, and relax. Don't forget to comment / criticize my writing :D it's perfectly o k a y.
The COMPLETE LIST OF CHARRIES
ALL THE CHARACTERS FROM BEGINNING TO END
WALKING on the M O O N
Brooklynn Alvord
AGE: fourteen/eighteen PLAYBY: emma watson
John Kirkpatrick
AGE: sixteen/nineteen PLAYBY: sterling knight
Tiffany McKinley
AGE: fourteen/eighteen PLAYBY: tiffany alvord
Bridget Starfield
AGE: fourteen/eighteen PLAYBY: bridget mendler
Alyssa Hoasonn
AGE: fourteen/eighteen PLAYBY: taylor swift
Victoria Nicole
AGE: fifteen/nineteen PLAYBY: lucy hale
-- Edited by Amourapaw on Tuesday 17th of August 2010 07:36:35 PM
-- Edited by Amourapaw on Tuesday 17th of August 2010 07:37:20 PM
-- Edited by Amourapaw on Wednesday 18th of August 2010 09:38:02 PM
Right now, i think i'm going jealous. And nothing seems to be right. Everything used to be a fairytale for me. Like, definitely no joke. And somehow, that fairytale turned upside down and turned into a nightmare. I had a perfect life. A perfect summer that was spent with a perfect boyfriend. A perfect car and a perfect perm. Perfect outfits, with a perfect dog. Perfect girlfriends, and perfect girls night outs. So basically, everything I had was perfect. So what seemed to turn it upside down?
My name is Brooklynn. Brooklynn Alvord. I'm seventeen. And you'd think seventeen-year-olds would know better than fall in a never-lasting love. But trust me, you'd never know it won't work out. Because it seems as if you found that perfect man. Like how I found John Xavier Kirkpatrick. He was my prince. My prince in shining armor. Or whatever. Let me take you a few years back, when I was only fourteen, and let me tell you everything that happened.
Fourteen was the year I started highschool. I had a pack of my girls who I could run to if guys hurt me through a relationship. And trust me, they did. Although my popular status never went down. I had an iPhone to where I could text all day. I had the best closet to where I'd never have to wear the same outfit in weeks. I had everything, and anything, i'd ever want. But I didn't have a guy on my back.
So I was desperate to find the perfect man. First period. Second period.Third period. Fourth period. Lunch. Fifth period. I had almost lost all my hopes in finding my man. But when fifth period was dismissed and I was walking down the hall to Science, a blonde boy spilled his water all over my shirt, and crashed into me, making me fall down. And you'd expect me to scream at him, but no, I didn't.
"I'm so sorry," he said, his eyes staring into mine. I felt a wave of hope flood through my veins. He stretched out his arm and helped me up. I gave him a little smile.
"Nah, it's fine," I replied, not meeting him in the eyes. Because truthfully, it wasn't fine. He spilled water on my best outfit. It cost me 500 bucks in total. But the way his blue eyes shown just made my heart melt.
"Hey, here," he said, swinging his jacket off his back and handing it to me. "You could wear this. To not get cold. I'd kill myself if you got sick." He gave me a killing smile. I returned the smile half-heartedly.
"Uhh... thanks," I replied, not knowing what else to say. He gave me a nod, then let his hair fall back. I smiled a little bit.
"My name is John. John Kirkpatrick." He said.
John Kirkpatrick, John. John, John, John.
I smiled. "I'm Brooklynn." I said. He smiled again. "Nice name Brookie." He looked at his watch and sighed. "I gotta make a run for it. Gym. And it's on the other side of the building." I nodded as he ran off, waving a good-bye behind him.
John Kirkpatrick. John Kirkpatrick.
The name rang through my head even after taking my seat in science class.
Flash forward another two months. John and I became the best of friends. My girl's? They knew to keep their distance when I was with my boy. They knew that I would kill them if they called me while I was over at John's house, or when I went to a festival with him. And soon enough, every free day, I was out with John. Soon enough, my girls just gave up on me. Sure, we texted every now and then, but when I needed to talk to someone, it was definitely John. There was no other person than i'd rather be with. And proving so... we were just out by the lake one day.
The sun shone on my honey brown hair and made my fair skin glow. I wore a strapless white dress. With a bow on my chest/waist. I was holding John's hand. We were walking on the perfectly green grass next to the sparkling blue lake. We were just walking, but there was a romantic spark in between us that just can't be described. My hair was piled up in a bun with strands of my honey-blonde hair flying back because of the ever-so-gentle wind. No joke, everything was perfect. John suddenly stopped walking and looked at me.
"I love you," he said.
My heart started pounding. My eyes started gleaming with excitement. John dug into his pocket and pulled out a little black box. He opened it up and inside, there sat a little diamond ring. Nothing much, but so elegant and perfect.
"Will you go out with me?" he asked. "I promise you, Brooklynn Tiffany Alvord, that i will never hurt you. I will treat you with care. Brookie, I love you."
I stopped breathing. My eyes bulged out of my head. I could barely even talk.
"Yes," I whispered, before I ran into his open arms for a hug.
thankies, ma'am :D ahh, sterling is adorable (: CHADDDD all the way, man :D haha, chabs xD i still remember that episode of Sonny xDD but he was born where i was born :DD i still live here. Texas, mannn :D but my friend knows him. They were like, friends, when he was a kid :o lucky butt, that girl. she promised to try and get me an autograph!!
Yeah, he was a perfect gentleman. He would bring me my own lunch every day to school so i would have to eat the disgusting school cafeteria lunch. He would let me wear his jacket during snow-cold days so I wouldn't freeze. He would let me do anything. He'd let me be anything. Whatever I was, he loved me just as much. And I was glad about that. Because I loved him. And he loved me. I knew that because of the way he would so delicately kiss me every time he sees me, not matter where we were. I knew that because every morning, i'd wake up to a text from him saying, "Good morning, beautiful. I love you." I knew that, because of the way his round, sea-blue eyes would look at me lovingly. And I just knew he would be my husband, my soulmate.
I wore the ring he gave me every day. I didn't even take it off when i took a shower, or when i slept. It was like a part of me. My wedding ring, only it was given to me as a 'go out with me' occasion. But still, he's so unique. And i loved that. So I wore the ring. I would polish it every week to make the 7 karat diamond sparkle. I would kiss it every day, because it was like kissing John [not in that weird since of way, as in kissing John like because the ring was his]. Remember this; i.loved.that.ring.
He was something special to me, and whatever it was, i couldn't let it go. I knew i would die without him. My life would be over. Like one time, he was sick and didn't go to school, and he didn't tell me. I cried the whole day until he picked me up from school saying he had a really bad fever. Point proven, much? Of course. Let us explain.
The sun went down on my skin, making me feel warm and hot. I kicked off the covers and put my extra pillow on top of my head to block the sun out of my eyes. "Mmmfff," I said, before turning to my side and falling back asleep. One thing that I could love just as much as I love John; sleeping.
I pulled the covers back over me because i was cold. A tank top and short shorts were my average nightwear, even during the winter, so I'd always be freezing at nighttime. But I really didn't care.
Just then, my phone buzzed. Without even looking, I reached my hand out onto my desk and grabbed the phone. My body was in perfect position as before. Unlocking my touchscreen phone, I clicked on the 'new message' button and read it.
"Good morning, beautiful. I love you.
Xoxo,
you're secret admirer,"
it read. I laughed. John could be so stupid sometimes. He didn't block off the ID number. I knew that John sent me that text. Smiling, I replied,
"I love you too, beebrain.
Xoxo,
Brookie. *heart*"
That woke me up. Getting out of bed, and threw on the first clothes I touched, a gray, baggy tank-top and a leather jacket over it. Then, I put on a mini-jean skirt that had ruffled edges and merely covered my butt, and long socks before finishing the touch with some black, materialized ankle-boots. Laughing, I went to do my hair, giving it some natural curls and pinning it up. Applying my make-up, I couldn't stop smiling. And then I left to go see my beloved.
If that's not proof enough, then I don't know what is. But I do know that John would never leave me. Or so I thought.
Oooohhh it's getting heated! They're so cute, John&Brookie:3 I'm just reading it and I'm like "d'awwww!" There's a few tense problems but I really love reading thiiiissss!
no no, they're good! i said there were a few tense problems- like saying is instead of was or something like that.. i don't know :P i'm too lazy to point them out right now. maybe lataahh(:
