Let's All Write STORIES!!! discussion

So, this is a story from the brainstorming. Here's the plot, please follow it:

This girl is really quiet and conserved. She doesn't open up to boys much, because she got hurt a really long time ago, and she doesn't want it to happen again. But there's this boy that starts being really nice to her. He keeps hanging out with her and sitting with her, even when she ignores him and doesn't accept him. But slowly by slowly, she starts to fall in love with him, and open up to him, and give her heart to him...and then he breaks it.

I'll start!

In the middle of the high school cafeteria, amidst all the healthy chatter and laughter, one girl sat alone. No one sat at her table. But she didn't care; that was how she liked it. This girl picked at her food quietly, her eyes never averting from her plate. She never spoke, either- not many had heard her voice.

And that suited her just fine. She didn't want to talk to anyone anyway. It had always been that way. She had always felt like her voice, her words, and her opinions should be saved for people who really deserved to listen to them... and unfortunately, there weren't many of those people in the world. She had discovered that most people just hear each other's voices; they don't actually listen.

But there was a part of her- a small part she struggled to hide- that felt differently. That part of her wanted friends, wanted to chat freely, wanted to love. But she didn't think she ever could. Not after what happened last time she had given into that little piece of her heart.

And so this girl sat quietly, eating with no words, all alone, as she had every single day. But suddenly, something changed. Something was different. History was shattered. Someone sat down next to the girl.

She focused hard on staring down at her lunch. She didn't dare look up. She felt herself go completely tense, her heart pounding. She felt like a scared rabbit that was about to be pounced on by a hungry wolf. Her natural instinct was to run and hide. But she knew that would be completely ridiculous. So what could she do?

"Um... are you okay?" the voice asked from beside her.

"Fine." She mumbles trying to mask her sadness. "No you aren't." He replies with no expression, just concern. "What's wrong?" She stays silent for a while. "Nothing." The effort to hide her depression didn't work. "Come on. You can tell me." The only thing she can see in his eyes is care. But the last person who cared broke her heart. She wasn't going to let herself believe someone cared about her. Not again. "I can't." She looks into his eyes as if she's about to say something, about to confess, about to stop lying to herself. But instead she walks away.

She felt anger rise up over her small part of tender heart. How dare he think that he could walk up to her like that! She trudges over to the trash can to dispose of the half eaten food.

(Wow...we switched from past tense to present tense all of a sudden...)

The girl shot one more infuriating look at the boy before rushing off to her next class.

The boy watched her with a smirk. "Touchy."

(the girl needs a name!)

((and the boy?))

(hmmm..... "_)

((how 'bout... elise? jk))

(LOL! :D
How about... I never did good with names. Can we keep it kind of simple? I'm getting confused with all of these character names from the stories.)

((dunno))

(*sigh* this is quite frustrating. Ok. Just start naming off a bunch of common names you know. Rachel, Jessica, Nicky, Haley...)

((i'm just gonna pick the classic one, kay?))
Sarah couldn't focus on her classes. Her thoughts all turned to him/.

(Brilliant!)
"Then the equation turns into a prime comparison, thus resulting to no solution." The teacher drolled on. "Sarah, Could you please do problem eight for us?" Mr. Iram asked.

"Oh!" Sarah blushed. "Yes, Mr. Iram."

She stumbled up to the board and looked at the problem in front of her.

"Well done!" Mr. Iram praised soon after.

Sarah would have smiled. If she had remembered how. Instead she quickly turned and sat back down in her seat. "What a nerd!" One of the girls whispered to another. They stifled their burst of giggles.

Trying to hide her frown, Sarah buried her head in her arms. What a nerd! The cruel voice replayed many times in her head and the giggles gradually got louder, then died down. Sarah wished she could just disapeer - forever.

But her mind was brought back to reality when she heard the bell ring.

Glad that she had gotten past the school day, Sarah rushed out of the classroom in a hurry to get home - a place free from people who made her feel out of place, a place where she could cry freely, a place that always seemed too far from where she was. She was in such a hurry she didn't notice she had aciddentally knocked into a boy on her way through the hall. "S-s-sorry." Sarah managed to stammer without looking up. "It's okay." The boy smiled.
Without looking up, Sarah could recognize his voice, soft and gently, and his smile, subtle but powerful. It was the boy from lunch. "Thanks." She mumbled as quietly as she could and started to dart out the exit. "Wait!" He beckoned. His beckoning was silenced by the door shutting. She was gone again. "Wait." He said softly once more, hoping she might hear him with her heart.

... we need a name for him... any ideas?

((Derek? Nicko? Milo? Ryan?))

(Milo!!! XD hahaha. that's my little brother's name. it's a cool name, isn't it? i don't have a problem using it...)

(how does alexander sound? i kind of like that name... and i think that it fits what we know about the boy so far...)

((like it!))

I kind of like the name Derek... it sort of fits him.

((...))

lets just pick anything...

(Gavin?)

((i like that...))

:D

It was later that night when I heard a soft knock on the door. I frowned. No one came to our house. My older sister was out, and my parents were still at work. I got up and padded to the door, my book still in my hand. When I opened it, it was the boy from lunch.
"Hey." he smiled crookedly. I scowled back at him.
"How do you know where I live? Why are you here?"
"School directory." he said casually. "Do you want to go on a walk?"

"no." I stated flatly. I started to shut the door on him.

He grabbed the door. "Please?" he said, eyes begging.
I glared coldy at him. "I said no." I said icily. "And I'd like for you to leave ."
He held up his hands, eyes rising to heaven. "Okay, okay." he smiled. His smile was so sweet... No! I scolded myself. stop! "If you change your mind, my names Gavin." he handed me a piece of paper. I felt the urge to rip it, but for some reason did not. "In case you wanna hang out or... talk. Kay?" he smiled his adorable smile and turned away. I slammed the door shut, though not as hard, perhaps, as I normally would have.

I felt odd. Confused would be more correct. Who was this Gavin? Why did he care about me? These thoughts were running through my head as I walked to the kitchen.

The next day at school, I tried not to look for him, but found myself doing so. What are you doing? I scolded myself, and tripped over my laces. A warm hand grabbed my elbow.
"You okay?" Gavin said, concerned.
I yanked away. "No better for the asking." I spat and turned on my heel, stalking away.

(woo hoo! I've been waiting for someone!)

I felt my heart race after he had touched me. I heard him follow me to my locker. "well, if you're okay then I guess there isn't anything to worry about then is there?" He replied with a laugh. He kept on chatting to me as we walked to my locker.

Now Sarah was more annoyed than anything else. "Do you not know how to take a hint? Go away."

(srry, but um did we switch from third person to first person?)

((Oops, sorry.))

((Hi!!!))

(hey! Okay let's continue eh?"D

i'm going to write this part in 3rd person... because i don't know what we're writing in anymore... sorry..

Sarah watched a hurt expression wash over Gavin's face. But it was soon replaced by a smile, he never could stay upset for long. Inside Sarah wished she could be like that, the type of person who would get over things and stay strong. But she wasn't. "Okay then, I'll see you later Sarah." He told her as he walked down the halls. Sarah. He said her name as if it were a line to a gentle song. Nobody else had ever said it like Gavin. Her eyes gazed at him as he walked into the distance, but she turned away. She wouldn't let herself fall too hard, not again.

I don't like him. she told herself. I don't I don't I don't. she walked to class. She wasn't surprised to see him chatting with a girl. Flirting probably she told herself and sat down in the back.

Her class drolled on and on for what seemed like hours. Sarah didn't really notice as she found herself continually gazing at Gavin.

((oo la la!))