Bachillerato

Páginas: 5 (1071 palabras) Publicado: 21 de enero de 2013
By: Mariana González Aguilera

The decision
The idea of packing always makes me sick. That´s cause it means I´m leaving again, and no turning back. California did well to me but I have to leave. I´m Stephanie and this is my story.
My mom always told me to not be scared of what life brings next, and always take everythingas a journey. Well this type of constant moving places, schools, homes was not my idea of the greatest journey. But I guess if she never died she would not like this kind of life that I´m having. Her name was Lucy Brown, short blonde hair and beautiful green eyes that shined like the sun. Constantly being too good with everyone but way too apart from my dad. I think that´s why the idea of shebeing gone wasn´t so bad for him. Blake is my dad´s name. I got his light brown hair, but my mom´s green eyes. His eyes are black like the night and deep. He’s constantly angry and looking for something. His work it´s complicated that´s why we need to move from place to place. It’s sad to leave places and friends but I got used to it, there´s no turning back like I said so Blue Valley here we come.Blue Valley places in Atlanta and it´s a warm and happy place. Well that´s what my dad said while we were on the road to our new ´´home´´.
The neighborhood was clean, and people looked nice and friendly. I´m not that friendly person but it´s exciting the way people are in every new place I go.
My new house is beautiful it has a huge garden. I love every detail from her and specially thefountain in the entrance of the house that leads to the living room, and the new huge brown kitchen. My room was the best part of the house. Decorated with my own style and imagination , this time y choose the color of the walls blue and green and I added feathers to create art
The first day of school everywhere I go is always scary. While I was setting my thing to go to school My dad came in and hetold me to be brave and nothing to worry about. Off course I was nervous but I never know what to expect.
While I was going in the front door y hold my breath and said here we go new school new life, the assigned me the locker number 21, when I was heeding to my locker the first thing I saw was this dark blonde hair and an interesting look on the locker next to mine. I approached to my locker andtried to look pretty because this guy got my attention. I looked at him and I started to smile bit he totally ignored me, I was completely shocked, why he wouldn´t looked at me. Nothing in my 10 school´s traveling years something like this ever happened to me. I started to feel extremely curious about this guy and every day at school I did the exact same thing but no reaction from him
His namewas Tyler Robinson and he was the guy that I wanted, of course every girl want´s what she can´t have but this was different.
One day I was at my locker and I totally thought that it would be like always so I had nothing to lose and I smiled him again but this time he smiled me back and said hi. My breathing went fast and I didn´t knew what to say. I asked him if he could help me with the scienceproject and he said yes. What was more shocking is that he knew my name all this time. Finally what I wanted came through.
When I heard the bell ringing the panic began. I knew Tyler was at my front door and now I couldn´t regret the decision of inviting him over to help me with the science project. We went to my study and all I could concentrate was about him, he began talking about the projectbut I couldn’t even move and I just saw him in the eyes. He got close to me and kissed me, I felt his lips on my lips and butterfly’s all over my body. My dream came true after all this weeks and that’s how our love story started…..
2 years passed and nothing compared to the feeling of feeling home for the first time. My relationship with Tyler became to be my home. I actually made friends and...
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