Kay-Lee was sitting at home, attempting to complete the mountain of homework that was scattered all over her floor, bed and desk. Feeling depressed and totally brain-dead, she decided to text Adam.
Hey Ad,
I am totally drowning in homework here! Wanna come over and help me? Please?
Kay-Lee sat on her floor, staring at her phone, waiting for a reply. Finally it buzzed and she flipped it open to read Adams reply.
Hey Lee Lee!
Thrilled u texted coz I am having uh “issues” with the history stuff and I know that’s your thing. Wanna come to my place instead for a study sesh?
Kay-Lee laughed and looked out her two-story window to see Adam at his window on his knees with a pleading puppy-dog look on his face. She waved and picked up a piece of paper, writing “be right over” in big letters, and holding it up to the window. Adam jumped up and down in mock-excitement, going into happy-dance mode. Kay-Lee laughed even harder, running out her bedroom door and grabbing two apples from the kitchen counter on her way out.
Adam was already waiting at his front door and grabbed Kay-Lee’s books to carry them for her upstairs to his room. Kay-Lee stared at Adam with a determined look in her eyes.
“Are you thinking what I am?” she said.
“I think I am B2!” Adam replied.
“Race Ya!” Kay-Lee screamed and ran up the stairs at full speed, all the way into Adam’s room, collapsing on his bed.
Adam staggered into his room a few seconds later, dumping the books on his desk, and sprawled out on the bed next to Kay-Lee.
Kay-Lee was silent, staring at the sloped ceiling above Adam’s bed. She loved Adam’s room, it was just sooo him. Adam’s room was in the attic, and he had his guitar and amps in one corner, and his bed under the sloping roof. Everything was either black or bright red. He had a black electric guitar, black furniture and a red feature wall. All over his desk were art supplies; he had converted that corner of his room into a mini art studio. Covering most of the walls were posters of his favourite bands and artworks he had made, but Kay-Lee’s favourite display was all the photos that covered the sloping roof above his bed. Adam loved photography and mostly took awesome photos of them together.
“What are you thinking?” Adam asked her, rolling on his side to look at her.
“I was just looking at your photos” Kay-Lee replied.
“Which one is your favourite?” he asked
“The one of us splashing in the fountain at the park” Kay-Lee laughed, remembering the day.
Adam was doing a ‘happiness’ photo shoot and had insisted on her help. He had set up his camera on a tripod in the park with his camera on timer. Then he had put washing detergent in the fountain and they had splashed and played in the bubbles. Bubbles were everywhere and they were soaked, yet they were the two happiest people on the planet. Funny how the simple things can make you so happy and how just one person can bring so much joy.
“Lee Lee?” Adam said, waving his hands in front of her face, snapping her out of her reverie.
“I believe we have homework to do” he said.
“Uh, don’t remind me” Kay-Lee said, rolling onto her stomach, burying her head in the pillows on the bed. Adam wrapped his arms around her waist and started tickling her stomach, which he knew was her only ticklish spot.
“Hey…that’s….not….fair” Kay-lee choked out between giggles. Adam stopped tickling her and pulled her close to his chest, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her off the bed.
“Hey! Put me down!” Kay-lee shrieked, trying to wriggle free.
“I want to show you something” Adam said, putting her down in one of his red bean bags, picking up his guitar.
“Did you write a new song?” Kay-Lee asked, with curiosity in her voice.
“Yea, I did. I wrote it for you” he said, strumming out the first few notes. Adam played the song to the end, his fingers lightly brushing the strings. When he had finished, Kay-Lee looked at him with stars in her eyes.
“That was incredible Adam” she said.
“It’s alright, but I still don’t have any lyrics” Adam said, looking at the ground.
“I can fix that” Kay-Lee said with a smile.
“Oh right, lyrics queen, sorry I forgot” Adam said with a smile.
“Bow before her majesty the queen!” Kay-Lee said in a mocking tone. Adam put down his guitar and got down on his hands and knees, making a huge show of his bowing. Kay-Lee laughed and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him up from the ground and dragging him towards the desk.
“Time for homework” she said.
“Yes, your highness” Adam replied with a huge smile spread across his face.
For the next two hours, Adam and Kay-Lee did homework, laughing and talking together. By the time they had finished, they were both on Adam’s bed, exhausted.
“I should probably go home, Ad” Kay-Lee yawned.
“You think you’ll make it there without dropping on the lawn asleep?” Adam joked, but it was too late, Kay-Lee was snoring. Adam leaned over her to grab a blanket and she wrapped her arms around him. Adam lay down on his back and Kay-Lee put her head on his chest.
Adam looked down at her sleeping and played with her hair. She really was gorgeous and he was so lucky to have her as his very best friend. He traced the line of her jaw with his finger and pulled her closer. He looked at her face and made a promise to himself never to hurt her. Kay-Lee was everything to him, and if anything happened to her, if he ever hurt her, he couldn’t live with himself, he would never forgive himself.
“Adam” Kay-Lee whispered in her sleep.
“Kay-Lee” Adam whispered to her, kissing her forehead and cradling her against his chest. This was friendship at its very best.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
One
Kay-Lee Thomas was one of the most beautiful girls that the people at her school had ever seen. She was tall and lean, with long lashes and long, blonde, wavy hair that fell all the way to her waist. Her skin was pale and smooth and she had the biggest green eyes anyone had ever seen.
You’d think that with her natural good looks that she would be arrogant and naturally, friends with all the mean girls in school, but she wasn’t.
For a sixteen-year-old girl she was anything but ordinary. She was envied by all the girls and admired by all the boys, but she didn’t care for anyone except her one and only best friend, Adam.
Adam was a shy boy who loved art, and spent every spare minute of his time in the art studio at school. Usually, only seniors were allowed in the studio, but the teachers only permitted two year ten students to use it, Kay-Lee and Adam. They were such quiet students; the teachers let them get away with it.
Kay-Lee and Adam were never apart; they lived next door to each other, and were always together. Their relationship was not what it looked like from the outside. They weren’t in love, it was the kind of deep friendship that you couldn’t read about or see in movies. The kind of friendship where the other would jump in front of a bullet to save their friend. And when they were together, no one else in the world existed, and nothing else mattered.
Kay-Lee was at her locker one morning before school, feeling miserable because Adam was sick and couldn’t come to school. She wrapped her fingers around the tiny locket on her neck and closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. It was only one day, she kept telling herself, but a day seemed like an eternity without Adam. The locket had been a gift from Adam, and she’d had it for as long as she could remember. Whenever Adam wasn’t with her, he told her to keep the locket to remind her of him. It seemed like a trivial thing, but that locket was her most valued possession.
As Kay-Lee was getting her books from her locker, someone slid their arm around her waist. Hoping it was Adam, she turned around quickly, only to see the face of Josh Williams, the biggest jerk in school. He had tried this every time Adam was away, and he certainly wasn’t going to get away with it this time. Kay-Lee pulled the collar of his shirt, so his face was inches from hers. She spun him around and pushed him up against her locker, leaning her body up against his.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time” she said as she put her face even closer to his. Josh couldn’t believe his luck, the hottest girl in school was about to make out with him! Just as he leant in for the kiss, Kay-Lee’s locker door slammed in his face.
“Don’t ever try anything with me ever again” she said in an icy tone and walked swiftly away up the hallway to cheers from all the girls standing by. They had all been hassled by Josh Williams, and they loved seeing him get what he deserved. He fell to the ground and rubbed his face, which was going red from where the door had hit it. Slowly, he got up and shut the locker door, and walked off, thinking to himself that he’d just push his face into hers next time instead of waiting for it. Would there be a next time? He was Josh Williams; of course there would be a next time.
Later that morning, Kay-Lee was sitting in English, absentmindedly staring at the rain falling against the windows and wondering what Adam was doing. She curled her fingers around the locket once more, thinking about that morning when she got the better of Josh Williams, and smiled to herself. That was one of her finer moments, and she was proud of herself. Someone slid a note across her table, and it stopped in front of her. On the top of the folded piece of paper, it said “Kay”, so it must have been intended for her. Kay-Lee sighed and unfolded the note.
I saw you this morning with Josh. It was awesome. I think we have all been waiting to get some revenge so thanks, you’re our hero! Do you want to meet up for lunch today or something? I noticed your boyfriend wasn’t here, and you shouldn’t have to sit alone.
Write back,
Leah
Typical Leah, thought Kay-Lee as she scribbled back a response. Everyone just seemed to assume that Adam was her boyfriend. He was more than a boyfriend to her, so, so, so much more then any boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. No matter how many times she told people that Adam was just her friend, people just assumed she was lying. Leah only wanted Kay-Lee to sit with her at lunch so the boys would notice, and maybe notice her in the process.
Leah,
How many times do I have to tell you that Adam is just my friend? Believe it or not it IS possible for girls to be friends with boys. And, no, I do not want to meet up for lunch today, I already have plans. Thanks, but no thanks.
Kay-Lee
There. Let her absorb that.
She wasn’t technically lying when she said that she had plans. She didn’t have them yet, but she was already planning in her head.
Kay-Lee intended on going to the sick bay, looking pale, which was not a challenge, and going home. She couldn’t stand another moment of the day without Adam.
The minutes to lunch seemed to pass slower and slower, had the second hand stopped or something? Kay-Lee stared at her watch, and tapped the top of it, willing the minutes to go by faster. Finally, the bell rang, and she ran off to the sick bay.
Of course she got out of school with no trouble at all; she looked paler than usual today. Kay-Lee guessed it must have been the rain.
She started walking home, and got to the corner of her street, when she saw Adam sitting on his front lawn, like he was waiting for her.
“I thought you were sick!” she yelled out.
“I am! But I knew you wouldn’t last long and would chuck a sickie!” he yelled back. He really did know her too well.
He stood up to meet her, and she ran the rest of the way, jumping into his arms, and causing both of them to tumble onto the lawn in a heap, erupting in fits of laughter.
“You really can’t live without me, can you?” he said with humour in his voice.
Kay-Lee smiled at him as she seriously thought that over.
Perhaps she couldn’t.
You’d think that with her natural good looks that she would be arrogant and naturally, friends with all the mean girls in school, but she wasn’t.
For a sixteen-year-old girl she was anything but ordinary. She was envied by all the girls and admired by all the boys, but she didn’t care for anyone except her one and only best friend, Adam.
Adam was a shy boy who loved art, and spent every spare minute of his time in the art studio at school. Usually, only seniors were allowed in the studio, but the teachers only permitted two year ten students to use it, Kay-Lee and Adam. They were such quiet students; the teachers let them get away with it.
Kay-Lee and Adam were never apart; they lived next door to each other, and were always together. Their relationship was not what it looked like from the outside. They weren’t in love, it was the kind of deep friendship that you couldn’t read about or see in movies. The kind of friendship where the other would jump in front of a bullet to save their friend. And when they were together, no one else in the world existed, and nothing else mattered.
Kay-Lee was at her locker one morning before school, feeling miserable because Adam was sick and couldn’t come to school. She wrapped her fingers around the tiny locket on her neck and closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. It was only one day, she kept telling herself, but a day seemed like an eternity without Adam. The locket had been a gift from Adam, and she’d had it for as long as she could remember. Whenever Adam wasn’t with her, he told her to keep the locket to remind her of him. It seemed like a trivial thing, but that locket was her most valued possession.
As Kay-Lee was getting her books from her locker, someone slid their arm around her waist. Hoping it was Adam, she turned around quickly, only to see the face of Josh Williams, the biggest jerk in school. He had tried this every time Adam was away, and he certainly wasn’t going to get away with it this time. Kay-Lee pulled the collar of his shirt, so his face was inches from hers. She spun him around and pushed him up against her locker, leaning her body up against his.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time” she said as she put her face even closer to his. Josh couldn’t believe his luck, the hottest girl in school was about to make out with him! Just as he leant in for the kiss, Kay-Lee’s locker door slammed in his face.
“Don’t ever try anything with me ever again” she said in an icy tone and walked swiftly away up the hallway to cheers from all the girls standing by. They had all been hassled by Josh Williams, and they loved seeing him get what he deserved. He fell to the ground and rubbed his face, which was going red from where the door had hit it. Slowly, he got up and shut the locker door, and walked off, thinking to himself that he’d just push his face into hers next time instead of waiting for it. Would there be a next time? He was Josh Williams; of course there would be a next time.
Later that morning, Kay-Lee was sitting in English, absentmindedly staring at the rain falling against the windows and wondering what Adam was doing. She curled her fingers around the locket once more, thinking about that morning when she got the better of Josh Williams, and smiled to herself. That was one of her finer moments, and she was proud of herself. Someone slid a note across her table, and it stopped in front of her. On the top of the folded piece of paper, it said “Kay”, so it must have been intended for her. Kay-Lee sighed and unfolded the note.
I saw you this morning with Josh. It was awesome. I think we have all been waiting to get some revenge so thanks, you’re our hero! Do you want to meet up for lunch today or something? I noticed your boyfriend wasn’t here, and you shouldn’t have to sit alone.
Write back,
Leah
Typical Leah, thought Kay-Lee as she scribbled back a response. Everyone just seemed to assume that Adam was her boyfriend. He was more than a boyfriend to her, so, so, so much more then any boyfriend/girlfriend relationship. No matter how many times she told people that Adam was just her friend, people just assumed she was lying. Leah only wanted Kay-Lee to sit with her at lunch so the boys would notice, and maybe notice her in the process.
Leah,
How many times do I have to tell you that Adam is just my friend? Believe it or not it IS possible for girls to be friends with boys. And, no, I do not want to meet up for lunch today, I already have plans. Thanks, but no thanks.
Kay-Lee
There. Let her absorb that.
She wasn’t technically lying when she said that she had plans. She didn’t have them yet, but she was already planning in her head.
Kay-Lee intended on going to the sick bay, looking pale, which was not a challenge, and going home. She couldn’t stand another moment of the day without Adam.
The minutes to lunch seemed to pass slower and slower, had the second hand stopped or something? Kay-Lee stared at her watch, and tapped the top of it, willing the minutes to go by faster. Finally, the bell rang, and she ran off to the sick bay.
Of course she got out of school with no trouble at all; she looked paler than usual today. Kay-Lee guessed it must have been the rain.
She started walking home, and got to the corner of her street, when she saw Adam sitting on his front lawn, like he was waiting for her.
“I thought you were sick!” she yelled out.
“I am! But I knew you wouldn’t last long and would chuck a sickie!” he yelled back. He really did know her too well.
He stood up to meet her, and she ran the rest of the way, jumping into his arms, and causing both of them to tumble onto the lawn in a heap, erupting in fits of laughter.
“You really can’t live without me, can you?” he said with humour in his voice.
Kay-Lee smiled at him as she seriously thought that over.
Perhaps she couldn’t.
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