Sophia by Marisa Redhead16 (accelerated reader books .txt) 📖

on a Saturday morning. What do you need?" "You. We need to talk." "About what?" "You and Sophia, of course. Without the whole school knowing." she said. She had a point. "Okay, I'll be there soon." I said. I showered and dressed and put on a black shirt with black jeans.

I left a note telling Mom where I'd be. I was at Nina's house so often now, she wouldn't worry. Nina and Sophia were at the table, sipping coffee. Sophia had some paper in front of her. I tilted my head, and both girls laughed. "It's so cute when you do that." Nina said.I shrugged. I had nothing to say. "So, you and Sophia." she said.

Sophia turned bright red and jumped from the table. "You didn't say this meeting was about us!" she said. "You said it was about Billy and I!" My heart broke when she said this. "Sophia..." Nina started. "Don't 'Sophia' me!" her sister snapped. She turned to me. "I'm sorry, Tobias, but we can't be together." That one sentence, and she ripped me apart.

"Kalonice asked me out again, and I agreed." Sophia said, making it worse. Nina looked surprised. "You're dating that loser again?!" she said. Sophia nodded. "He's changed. In fact, he's right here."

A tall boy came out. He looked to be seventeen. His hair was jet black and curly/wavy. His eyes were yellow. He looked tired. He saw me. "So this is the infamous Tobias Grass." he said. I was so upset I ignored his sarcasm. His wifebeater was sweaty and tight, revealing a flat stomach and broad chest. "Sophia, he's eighteen!" Nina said. The acid in my stomach got thicker. Sophia nodded.

"Nina, I love him. And he's changed." "I was with her for four months, for four months I was slowly breaking three hearts, but none knew. I only loved one." he said. That was enough! I couldn't take it anymore! I had come a block down just to get my heart broken.

Why had she done this? Why? How long had they been together? For a while, obviously. Great. I had been turned down for a man who was four years older than her. Oh well. I didn't need Sophia. Heck yeah, I needed her. I knocked on Tony's door, suddenly needing my older brother. He answered with a growl. "I was asleep." he said.

"I need to talk." I told him. "Whassup?" he asked. He turned on his TV and began flipping through the channels. "Sophia has another boyfriend. Not just any boyfriend, but he's eighteen years old and he has yellow eyes with black hair and his name is Kalonice." Tony stopped flipping. "Oh chiz, I know him. He's on the basketball team, he's the captain. Don't worry, little brother, I'll talk to him."

"Thanks." I said. "Why woulkd he want to date a fifteen year old though?" Tony said. "I think they've dated before." I said. Tony nodded. "He used to be a player like me. I thought he mentioned a girl named Sophia, but I didn't think about Nina or her age. I thought he was talking about somebody else."

So that was it. Tony came back with a pint of ice cream to make me feel better, and Mom, being the caring overprotective embarassing mother that she is, brought me apple juice. Once when I got hit by another kid at a playground when I was four, Mom brought me straight home and gave me apple juice.

I remembered some headache medicin that had given me a stomachache and made me throw up. That was last year. I remembered that I was allergic to penicillan. I didn't why I was remembering medicines that made me sick, I just wanted to distract myself with something other than the sexy, smart, sweet brunette that had just ripped my heart out and tore it into pieces and let her boyfriend stomp on it.

Give me a hey, give me a ho, give me an "I love you but I don't know you anymore!!" I literally cried. Mom patted my back. "She'll realize what she's missing in a few weeks, son. You'll see." she said, bending down and kissing me. I was feeling miserable, so I laid down in my bed with the sheets over my dirty blond head.

"Hey, yo ho, you'll be fat and searchin fo yo baby's fatha in college." said Anika, a pretty black girl on Girls In Rapsody. It was a movie about a group of girls trying to launch their rap career. "Oh, really?" said Megan, the blond Barbie lok-alike with unoriginal taste. She was stealing someone else's work for her own needs.

Was it me, or was a Queensland heeler and shepard collie mix laying on my legs and stomach? The shepard collie mix was on my stomach, the Queensland heeler was on my legs. Tony amused himself by taking pictures. He was uncontrollably giggling. He knew I was embarassed. The rat. I began singing. "He lost his soul to a woman so heartless!They don't know 'bout me and YOU!" "Nice." Tony said.

I heard kissing and music coming from my parents' bedroom. 'Keep On Loving You' by REP Speedwagon, in fact. I also heard my brother talking to someone in his bedroom. "Christine's an embersary?" he was saying. "Interesting. No, I know she's jealous of my girlfriend. No, my girlfriend's black. Tall, deep eyes. Sweet. Very smart. Positively gorgeous."

Everyone's love life was absolutely perfect except mine. Mr. Reed had his fiance. His brother was dating a model from Sweden. (Don't ask.) Michael and Nina had each other. Logan and Lindsay had each other. The girl of my dreams had her boyfriend, Kalonice. I was a loser in love. I was DESPERATELY in love. All I wanted to do was curl up and sleep the pain away. I could not believe I was experiencing. I'd been in love before, but not like this.

I thought about her constantly. I needed something. A sign, a hint. I was ready to shout out every secret I had. I was more than ready for anything. ANYTHING. This time, I didn't need a layer of love or some cover-up. I had to face the problem dead-on. This I realized with anguish in my heart.

I knew I was in true absolute love. How much longer would it take to cure this? (No pun intended.) I was lethargic the rest of the day. Dad brought me my food. That's how tired and depressed I was. Pork chops. Yum. Pizza. Lots of fat. Again, yum.


I saw Michael and Logan come in. "What are you doing here?" "We're taking you out. You need to get drunk." Michael said. "Yeah, I'm really sorry Sophia broke your heart by choosing a hot eighteen year old over you. Ow!!" Logan said, as Michael harshly elbowed him in the ribs.

"Thanks, guys, but I'd rather lay here feeling sorry for myself." "Oh no, you don't." Tony said. I noticed he had his keys in his hand. "We're taking you out if it's the last thing we do." he said. Knowing I had no choice, I got up off my bed, applied deodorant and cologne, and followed my brother and two best guy friends.

We went to a party serving beer. Michael handed me a cup. I didn't like drinking, but I did like beer and I wanted to impress the guya nd about females temporarily. Logan flirted with a hot brunette with an awesome body. Michael started talking to some blond. A redhead walked up to me. I glanced at Tony. He was flirting with girl who wore short clothing and had brunette curly hair. So much for forgetting girls. The redhead kissed my lips seductively, and I was all over her.

Her name was Kimberly. Apparently her boyfriend had dumped her for her best friend. I saw a curly haired guy looking over at us. Kimberly said that was him. "I love you..." I whispered. I was completely hammered now. She took my shirt off. She pulled a condom out of her bag and brought me into the back room. "I love you..." I whispered again. I'm like my father in that sense hat it doesn't take much for me to get drunk. Now Logan was high on cocaine and Michael was high on flirting. Tony told the girl with him, Sarah, that he'd screw her if he didn't have a girlfriend. Unfortunately, TOny's girlfriend was also there, and she heard him.

She slapped him and left in tears. I felt sorry for her. Tony told Sarah tht he'd screw her NOW. Then my senses kicked in. Well, not completely. I realized how drunk I was and what I was doing. I asked Kimberly for her number and told her I had to rescue my brother. She agreed.

I walked up to Tony and pulled him away before he did something incredibly stupid. I won't mention it, because he's done it before. I pulled Logan away from some people who were smoking crack cocaine and marijuana. I went up to Michael and took him away from a girl who was bad news.


We all ended up spending the night in my room. I pulled some extra blankets from Tony's room and my linen closet. I found myself laying half off my bed. My father was stroking my face. "Son, are you okay?" he said. He smelled like Axe cologne and looked like he was going out on a formal date. "No. What are you doing?" "I'm getting ready to meet some people somewhere. But if I need to, I'll stay here." he said. "I'm fine." I said. "All right."

I felt myself begin to faint, so I sat down. Dad had walked into the kitchen to get some wine. His drinking had slowed, allowing the rest of us to relax. My new favorite song was Kelly Clarkson's "Realize". I "realized" that Sophia did not feel the same about me. She didn't share the same feelings. She had whatshisface to protecct her.

I knew she'd need me later, though. Dang. I tried to distract myself, watching Men In Black II with Dad. I tried to wonder how they made the actress's stomach look so big. How they made the little alien, how they made the pug talk. No luck. I leaned against my father, wanting his advice. "Son, I'm fifty six years old and I canstill tell when something's bothering one of you. Tell me what's wrong."

"Dad, I can't get her off my mind!" I cried, I began sobbing and buried my face in my father's red shirt. He kissed my head and massaged my scalp. I gave all my secrets away, and it totally backfired. It was my fault. I had no one else to blame but me, myself, and I. I leaned back, wanting Sophia. What did it matter anyway? She was my best friend's sister! Not a good idea. Nina and I were still best friends, thank God, but it still hurt like crazy because whenever I thought about Nina, she reminded me of her sister.

They both were a quarter Mexican, both had dark hair and eyes and pretty and interesting features. I went into my room and tried to call Nina. "It's Nina Martinez. Bela Lugosi's dead but I'm not. Leave me a message on my voicemail." "Nice try." I said. A pause. "Tobias? How'd you know it was me?" "Because we've been friends since we were nine years old and I know you better than anyone." "Oh. Wassup?"

"I can't get your sister off my mind." "Go shopping. Do a