Love Life? by Sumaiya Chowdhury (love letters to the dead txt) 📖

Chapter 1:
Aaron-
"Aaron look at that chick! Ain't she a hot one," Drake said, elbowing me. I looked up from my book and it fell from my hand. Hot? Not the word I would choose for her. More like crazy. Sure, her look was Ok, but the hair. It was like Albert Einstein donated it to her, except it was brown and she was wearing a mad tight, too-short, skirt. And a leafy green....bra? The hell, this woman is like a hooker.
"Sometime I pray for you to meet a decent looking girl," I say.
"At least I Look

at a girl, you don't even see their face! Are you gay,'cause if you are, I'm outta here!" Drake jokes.
"Rather be gay than looking at her." I said in disgust.
"I'm gonna go and ask her out anyway."
Drake got up and walked up to the girl. This is why I didn't want to come to this party. Too much inappropriate girls.
"Hey babe, looking good," Drake's tone sounded seductive as he checked her out.
"Oh thanks," she giggled "want some punch?"
"Sure," Drake took the glass of punch and some crazy boy ran passed him and bumped into his arm with the punch, causing it to spill all over the girl.
"Oh God! I'm so sorry!" Drake appologized, but the girl just looked at him, grining.
"Aren't you a bad boy, I was going to wait until we got to spent some time alone, but if you insist."
"Insist wha.." Drake never got to finish, because the girl leaped on him and they both fell backward and the snack table fell too, making a barrior between them and the rest of us. I ran toward them to help, but halfway there the girls's skirt and Drake's pant was shot on my face. I stood there awkwardly, holding their clothes. I turned away to leave, I wasn't going there to stop their momment now, if there is one thing I knew about girls, is that they don't like being disturbed when they are having fun and I'm guessing if I go there she might pull me in too.
"HELP! HELP! GET THIS LUNATIC OFF OF ME! HEY! DON'T TOUCH THERE!" I hear Drake shout as people crowed around them, some were even video taping it, of course they'll never put it on-line, but if it was me,than of course they'll. Drake and I, we share jock-to-dork friendship. Drake's the jock and I'm the dork, well that's how others see it. I'll tell you this, I'm way stronger than Drake and more athletic, but I'm not the type to show-off and I like to keep things to myself. Drake isn't like me, which is pretty much why he always get hummped on and me bumped on.
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"That was so not cool!" Draked whined.
"Why?Is it on the internet?" I said without looking at him. Ever since the incident, it's hard to look at him without laughing out loud.
"You too! Everybody keeps on looking away from me!"
"Sorry dude, but you can't blame us."
"Blame you for what?" Maddie whispered.
"Hey, Maddie," Drake changed his tone seductive again,"you know a girl attacked me because of my charm. You wanna attack me too?"
"That's because the girl is a ho! Do I look like a ho to you?!" Maddie exclaimed.
"Kinada," I snikered and Maddie turned red. Maddie is pretty, no, she's more than that. She's gorgeous. Maddie is an old friend of mine. When I first saw her, I thought she was a princess, don't mock me, I was 5! Maddies has shiny, polished blue eyes, long blonde hair, and a really great body. It has all the right curve at the right places, no extra fat anywhere, and she has long legs, whoever marry that girl is going to be one lucky dude.

Publication Date: 11-02-2010

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