I walk in the Spectator room, I see Max, well his back, he's turned to a computer typing something. Just then Samantha Turner calls my name an announces my arrival.
{Samantha Turner - Blonde, stupid and is only in the Spectator because of Max. She went out with him in the eighth grade and wants him back. I think it's sickening. Not just because I like Max now, but she has everything, perfect golden hair and crystal blue eyes. A body that fits her perfectly and she can wear any and everything. Every guy gawks over her when she walks the hallways. Then run to help her up after her retard of a self trips over a piece of paper... *sigh* Oh and her laugh!! Let me put it this way... She has a deep throaty laugh, like that of a dog just before it throws up!!! It's high pitched at some points and others she sounds like a tug boat! Gosh how I just want to punch her in the face.!}
My cheeks flush bright red, Max whips around and smiles, his blue eyes as bright as if they lit the entire school. I smiled back, then took my seat across the narrow room. Just then Mr. Barton stepped up to his podeum.
Mr. B: Welcome Newspaper staff of 2009-2010! I hope your time here will be worth while and better yourself as a writer!!--
He went on talking and I looked around the room at the new faces, a curly haired girl with square glasses. Her name tag said Anya. And a guy with curly brown- WAIT! That's Nick!
He looks over at me and a toss him a weak smile from across the room. He smiles back and waves, then turns his attention back to Mr. Barton. But I can't help making little glances at him every so often. Oh gosh Kelsie stop! I forced myself to return my gaze to the front of the room. Unwillingly of course.
Mr.B: . . . Our Editor-In-Chief! Max Brown! *Max in all his perfection stands up and smiles brightly at me, he's so perfectly tan, and his eyes are so easy to get lost in*
Max: Now guys, it's the beginning of the year, fresh fresh FRESH ideas!! That's what this paper needs, before it's always been about, gossip columns and pop stars! *he picks up an old issue of the Spectator and reads one of the cover page articles* Picky at Picking Pumps? Try Stella's Boutique-- alright that's enough! This is ridiculous! We need real and exciting ideas that will actually get people to read the paper, instead of us hearing all the complaints about all of them being left in teachers rooms.
Samantha: Yeah!
Max: Hahaha you see, there is some enthusiasm! That's what we need to see more of around here
Mr. B: *he steps back up, giving Max a proud look* Now students you will need...
-10 minutes later-
The meeting had just ended. I was picking up my book bag. Max tapped me on the shoulder just as I had gotten it over my head and on my shoulder.
Max: Hey there *his eyes were bright and warm, I found myself smiling just as I turned around*
Kelsie: Hey Maxy hahaha
Max: Maxy??Eh I'll take it. *he moves closer to me* What's up Kels??
Kelsie: That was a really good speech you gave *I blush*
Max: Really?? Thanks kid *he smiles at me*
Kelsie: Hey I'm no kid! Haha!
Max: Okay okay you're not a kid!- So how about we go get some pizza?? Or Starbucks??
Kelsie: Oh gosh Max.. I really wish I could but-
Max: Oh *he seemed embarrassed and sad* I shouldn't have even asked. I'm not surprised you didn't want to go with a loser like me. I'm so sorry, I was just-
Kelsie: Max! I can't today, but Friday night! Let's go watch something at Carmikel's (Movie Theatre)
Max: *he looked down at me and smiled, and I smiled back* Okay, see you then kid *he picks up his bag and jacket and heads for the door*
Kelsie: *I scream slightly then open my eyes, and notice everyone is staring at me, I wipe the gigantic smile off my face, get my things and go to the parking lot*
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Blue Stars Audition 2010 part 1by melloBS101,183 views
Poor Nick =/
LOVEDIT!
ally5775 2 years ago