Chapter 1: Chapter 1
I’m not sure if I should be happy or sad about this situation. But at least it happened on my own terms and I didn't have to get into a car accident like some of those other girls did. So that's something good right? Right?! Yes! It was all going so well until...
Oh god what am I doing here? This isn't me. I'm supposed to be working hard for college money while trying to find myself as an adult woman instead of being stuck in high school with no real future. My parents were always telling me how much they wanted me to go to university but then they would say things like "You're only young once" when they thought I wasn't listening because I had my head buried in a book. They said that every time I came home from school looking like shit after spending hours studying and reading books instead of having fun. Well guess what? Now I know exactly why they told me that. Its because they were both party animals when they were my age.
My mother was always telling me that I needed to stop being so serious and just enjoy life. She said that I could never make any money if I didn't try to live more freely and less like a slave to my studies. And she was right. When I was younger I used to think that college was a waste of time. All I ever wanted to do was play video games and read books. But now I know that it really is the best thing I could have done for myself. Because I've been able to learn so many things that I never knew before. I can write stories and poems. I can draw pictures and paint. I can even dance and sing. And most importantly I can help people. I don't know what I'd do without writing. It helps me keep everything inside me and makes me feel better. It lets me express my feelings and thoughts. It lets me share my ideas with others. Then I met her. She came from Arizona. Her name was June. I instantly fell in live with her the moment she walked into the classroom.I couldn't believe how beautiful she was. She had long black hair and bright blue eyes. She was wearing a tight red dress that showed off her perfect curves. She looked at me and smiled. She asked me if I liked her outfit. I said yes. She laughed and said that I should be careful or she might steal me away. That made me laugh too. We started talking about our lives and our families. She told me that she had two brothers and a sister. She said that they were all older than her. So I asked her what she did for fun. She said that she likes to go out dancing and hang out with friends. She also loves to read and watch movies. She said that she's very creative. She drew a picture on a piece of paper and gave it to me. It was a drawing of herself. I was shocked by how good she was. I told her that I loved it. I loved her.She didn't seem to notice my sudden change in mood. She just smiled and said that she wanted to see me again. I was so happy. I thought that I would never get to meet someone like her. But then I got a call from my mom telling me that she had to leave. I felt sad because I really wanted to spend more time with her. I missed her already. I wished that we could stay together forever. I decided that I would tell her that I loved her when she returned.
I went home and waited for her. When she finally arrived, I was waiting for her outside. She saw me and ran towards me. I picked her up and held her close to me. She hugged me back. I kissed her cheek and whispered that I loved her. She smiled and said that she loved me too. We spent the rest of the day together. I learned so much about her. I learned that she has an older brother named Sam. She told me about how she came from Arizona and that she didnt think she would find love so fast.We went to her house after school. Her parents weren't there but her sister was. We played some games and watched movies. Then we started talking about us. She told me that she liked me and that she wanted to be with me. I told her that I liked her too. We talked about everything. She told me that she was going to California to visit her family. She said that she would miss me. I was glad that she would be leaving soon. I couldn't wait until she left. I hoped that I would see her again. She said that she would write to me. I hoped that she would write to me every day.
That night, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about her. I wanted to see her again. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to hold her tight. I wanted to feel her body against mine. I knew that I would never have the chance to do any of those things. Unless..
A month went by and she had sent me so many letters, one saying that she would be coming home in a week!
However, she never did.It's been two weeks since Maya left. It feels like forever. My heart still hurts. I can't believe that she will not be here anymore. I miss her so much. I wish that she could be here now. I wish that I could hold her right now. I wish that I could kiss her right now. I wish that I could hug her right now. I wish that I could make love to her right now. I want to feel her skin next to mine. I want to hear her voice. I want to smell her scent. I want to taste her lips. I want to touch her all over. I want to tell her how much I love her. I want to show her how much I care. I want to make her smile. I want to give her something to remember me by. I want to be remembered.
I don't know what I'm going to do without her. I don't know if I'll ever get over this. But alas, life had to move on. I finished high school and college, always longing for her to be with me, to be correcting my mistakes, to be kissing my lips. I wanted to be able to feel her again. Her lush hair, her beautiful face, her plump lips.My best friend, Aaron, was getting married to his girlfriend, Rachel. I didn't want to go to their wedding. I wanted to stay home and think about Maya. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to kill myself. I wanted to die. I wanted to live. I wanted to live with her. I wanted to spend time with her. I wanted to share my feelings with her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to hold her. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to feel her body against mine. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to hold her tight. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to hold her tight. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to hold her tight. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to kiss her.
But I couldn‘t…