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wordsofagirl
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December 9, 2012 5:42pm UTC

The Escape
Chapter 3 - Eros
- One Week Later -
I looked out of my window at the boy next door, he was sitting on his bed, facing me but his head down and his hands on the back of his neck.
He was wearing a blue t-shirt with black sweatpants with the name of a school on them.
In that moment, I did something courageous.
I took out my notebook from under my mattress and flipped to an empty page,
I wrote 'hi' in large letters with a black marker and held it up to the window, hoping this boy would look up.
I sat like that for a minute, getting impatient.
Right when I was about to put the notebook back down on my lap, he looked up, right at me then at the notebook I was holding against the window.
Our houses were a maximum of ten feet apart.
He smiled and stood up, walking away and out of my view.
I frowned, looking down at my notebook which was now in my lap.
A bit later I looked up.
The boy about my age sat on his bed facing me, holding a notebook up to the window with the word 'hello' on it in a blue marker.
I beamed, flipping a page on my notebook and writing 'my name's Eros' on it, holding it up for him to see.
He read it and wrote something on his paper, holding it up.
It read 'I'm Peter'.
I wrote back 'is your last name Parker, like Spier-Man?'
I held it up with a smile, he looked at it and laughed nodding but not writing anything.
My eyes widened. 'Seriously?' I wrote back.
'Yes'.
I wrote back 'I can't tell if that's unfortunate or fortunate' and held the notebook up, when I did however, he wasn't there.
I frowned at the window then at my notebook.
I ripped out the piece of paper and stuck a piece of tape to it, sticking it to the window so he could see.

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December 9, 2012 11:27am UTC

The Escape
Chapter 2 - Eros
"Mom, I'm going to go to the movies with Julie." I hollered before opening the front door.
"Don't even think about it Eros!" She yelled from the kitchen.
I stopped and heard her walk down the hall to the front door where she stopped, a damp rag in her hand.
"Remember what happened last time you were out? I'm not going to let that happen again." She said.
I knew what she was referring to.
Last week, I went out to the mall with Julie and after only thirty minutes I fainted.
"It's not going to happen again, mom." I groaned, annoyed with her opinion.
She gave me a look like she was never going to give in.
"You can't just keep me cooped up here!" I yelled, my blood boiling inside of me.
"Eros, you're sick! Practically every time you go out of the house I get a call from the hospital," she whimpered. "Do you have any idea what that's like?!"
"Mom--"
"It's terrifying, Eros." For once in my life I saw my mother as broken.
She'd always been so put together and strong, but her eyes at this moment showed a weakness.
I was still angry, I didn't understand how she felt at all.
"Keeping me inside is not going to make me better." I muttered before walking past her and up the stairs to my room.
I heard her sigh at the bottom of the stairs.
My blood pulsed hot through my veins and I felt bile rise in my throat when I got into my room and closed the door behind me.
I groaned and emptied the contents in my stomach in the toilet, brushing my teeth a minute later.
I texted Julie to tell her that I couldn't come over.
I looked out my bedroom window at the house next to mine, there was a window directly across from mine and a boy standing in the middle of what looked to be an empty bedroom, no bed, nightstand, or furniture.
I also noticed a moving truck in the front of that house, an older woman standing by the end holding a small cardboard box and a man around her age carrying a box into the house, where I couldn't see.
I looked back at the boy standing in the room, he was looking around, at the floor maybe.
A second later he looked at me.
My eyes widened and I smiled but looked down at my lap, ashamed.
I looked up a moment later to find him looking at something behind him, then leaving the room.
I knew one thing as I crawled into bed that night, I was intrigued by this in the window.

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wordsofagirl
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December 8, 2012 8:39pm UTC

The Escape
Chapter 1 - Eros
The music around me beat loudly, shaking me to the bone.
My best friend Julie sat next to me in the drivers seat with tears streaming down her face and her knuckles white on the steering wheel.
I leaned my head back on the headrest, closed my eyes and waited for her to pull over and turn the music down.
Another fifteen minutes later, she did.
When she'd asked me to come over, her voice sounding shaky over the phone, I didn't question it because that was an unspoken rule for us, we were always there for each other, even if we didn't know what for yet.
So, when she pulled over on the gravel road, with tears still running widely down her face and her short hair sticking to her cheeks, I looked her in the eyes with concern and spoke quietly, "Julie," I said.
"Eros... I-- f-ck." Julie pressed her forehead against the steering wheel, unable to speak and her hands still on the wheel.
I could see her squeeze her eyes shut before opening them and breathing in through her mouth.
"Your mom told me about the cancer," she finally spoke, her voice was course.
My stomach dropped and so did my eyes.
"I'm so sorry you had to find out like that, Julie," I said to her, looking up at my best friend.
I didn't know if she would understand how sorry I was or even if I was sorry, all I knew was that I couldn't believe that I'd kept if from her for over two months and how much i regretted it.
She smiled sorrily at me and I knew instantly she did understand and forgive me.
"I'm always here for you, Eros," she said. "No matter what sh-t you're going through, I'll be here to get you through it."

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October 25, 2012 5:38pm UTC

Does anyone else get critizied for being too skinny?

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wordsofagirl
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October 13, 2012 9:02pm UTC

Bless this mess. Chapter 7. Alison's POV.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Michael asked after a long and comforting hug. I took a step back from him and took a few deep breaths.
"I think I want Sophia here too." I said quietly.
"Alright, I'll call her." He muttered, a little disappointment visible on his face. Sophia coming over meant he'd have to make sure that all his dishes were done and orangize the few pillows on his couch a certain way so she wouldn't freak out.
So an hour later after a bit of straightening of his apartment, Sophia arrived.
"That pillow's in the wrong spot. God Michael!" She muttered sharply. Sophia noticed my swollen eyes and frowned. "Michael told me there was something wrong."
"Brandon's back. And he's working where I work." I knew it didn't sound like a huge deal and I knew it probably wasn't, but I also knew they wouldn't judge how I felt about Brandon moving back.
Before I knew it, Sophia had enveloped me into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry," she mumbled to my neck, her voice a little by my yellow scarf.
I looked past her to Michael who had a worried look on his face with his lower lip tucked in a little at one side and his eyebrows squished together, mostly because he didn't know who Brandon was to me. "Where is it you work?" Michael questioned.
Sophia then broke off from the hug and stood next to Michael. "Yeah," she chimed in.
"Wendy's." I answered, a little confused.
"How about we stop by every once and a while? To make sure you're like... okay." He gave a half smile and I nodded.
"I can't stop over on Wednesdays, Fridays, or Saturdays though." She gave me a sorry look. "Volleyball and therapy."
"That's okay," I smiled, "you guys don't have to if you can't."
"I'll be there as much as I can." Michael reassured.
"Thank you." I mouthed because I didn't feel like talking.
Two hours later Sophia got up to leave, hugging me another time and giving Michael a few tips on how to make sure that his glass cups don't get the white marks she's annoyed with.
"I think I'm going to go as well." I smiled at Michael and gave him an appreciative hug.
"Alright, by Ali." He smiled.
I walked out the door and took a few steps before the door opened again and Michael popped his head out frowning.
"Are you, uh... ever going to tell me what happened?" He asked.
"Probably soon. Not tonight though, I should get home." I answered, turning back around and heading home.
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October 15, 2012 6:58pm UTC

Seriously.
How can people hate gays when Ellen Degenres exists?

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October 13, 2012 1:35pm UTC

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Lorcan
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July 15, 2012 10:26am UTC

girls: I WANT A BOY WHO WILL PUT ME BEFORE ALL OF HIS FRIENDS ♥♥♥♥♥
girls: but I'm always going to put my friends before him lolz xo
boys:
girls: o ya and my boy HAS to be perfect and he HAS to automatically know when I'm on my period so he can buy me tamponz and flowerrzz and chocolate LAWLZ and he HAS to watch The Notebook with me EVERY DAY and he HAS to buy me presents and he HAS to look just like Harry Styles and he HAS to text me back within 1.5 seconds and he HAS to hang out with me all day every day and he HAS to give me his jacket when i'm cold cuz i'm too stupid to bring my own jacket xoxoxoxoxoxoxo IS DAT 2 MUCH 2 ASK 4 :((((((((((((((((((((((((((
boys:
girls:
boys:
girls:
boys: i just want a girl..

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October 11, 2012 7:21pm UTC

Asking your murderer
to clear your internet history for you

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October 11, 2012 8:47pm UTC

I'm just curious:
How many people on Witty are from America?

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wordsofagirl
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October 9, 2012 7:29pm UTC

Bless this mess. Chapter 6. Alison's POV.
"Oh, hey Ali." Brandon smirked.
My eyes widened and I couldn't help but hear a gasp escape my mouth. My mind went back to the night I turned fifteen at that party that Jill hosted for my birthday. I opened my mouth but nothing came out because Brandon was in front of me and he was exactly the same as he was two years ago.
"Cat got your tongue?" He winked.
That's when his smell of pot entered my nose and it all hit me again. I tried to smile but I'm sure it looked something closer to the jokers face than a smile. "Right."
"Well here's your schedule," he handed me a piece of paper with a grease stain on the left corner. "Um, you'll probably be working windows for most of the time you work here. Boss's office is back there," he pointed vaguely behind him and blinked slowly a few times, like he was out of this world.
"Alright thanks." I mumbled before turning on my heel and speed-walking out.
"Wait, Ali!" I heard him yell.
I turned around cautiously. "What?" It came out meaner than I'd intended but in the back of my mind he deserved it.
He said something I didn't expect him to. "It's good to see you."
I didn't say anything back because I didn't know what would do that simple sentence justice. Would it be 'I don't forgive you'? Maybe it'd be 'it's good to see you too'.
When I got in my car the first thing I knew to do was driving to Michael's. So I did that, my brow creased the entire way there and my knuckles white on the steering wheel.
I stood in front of Michael's door for a good five minutes, every memory after that night came flooding back up to meeting Michael at the end of that school year. After five minutes and no tears shed I believed it safe to open the door. But once I'd knocked and Michael faced me with a smile on his face, the tears came running out of my eyes.
I took a step towards him and he opened his arms and brought me into a comforting hug, not even asking yet what was wrong. I knew he'd give me time to tell him.
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October 7, 2012 6:26pm UTC

I'm a 19 year old boy..
Yet I understand what it's like to be a girl.//
It sounds weird, I know. But I understand that girls go through sh*t that boys couldn't even imagine. I hate when boys saythat it's harder to be a boy because that's dead f*cking wrong. Girls have so much to worry about from the day they're born, until the day they die, and they are so under appreciated. I also don't understand why bys treat girls with so much disrespect, when a female is the reason he is alive that very moment. A female: his mum, is probably the reason he has food to eat, someone to take him to the docors when he's ill, comfort him when he's sad, keep a roof over his head, pay for his education and much, much more. So why do boys cheat on girls?
Why do boys lie to girls?
Why do boy abuse girls?
Why do boys manipulate girls?
Why do boys use girls?
..I don't know. But I do know that if a girl bleeds once a month, and will one day be carrying my child in her stomach, for 9 months.
Then she deserves to be treated like a f*cking queen.

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wordsofagirl
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September 25, 2012 9:28pm UTC

Bless this mess. Chapter 3. Alison's POV.
So, what school are you going to this year?" Michael asked with a mouthful of ramen meshing some words together.
"Classy, Mikey." I sneered, turning the TV volume down right as a giant shark devoured a screaming person . to tell him about school. "I think I'm going to Wayzata."
He gave me a concerned look. "Changing again?" I've changed schools every year and decided that I might as well spend my last year in high school at one of the top schools in the state.
"What's wrong with it? You went there..." I trailed off and he shrugged, turning up the volume again.
--
"Ally? Is that you?" I heard my dad holler from the kitchen when I walked in the door.
"Yeah, it is." I walked into the kitchen to him sitting on a counter stool reading a paper.
"I was thinking we could visit your cousin in South Carolina this Christmas." He suddenly said, not looking up from he paper.
I stopped in my tracks because I think he forgot that we're supposed to be dreading Christmas, because my cousins are stupid and hate me, and because I couldn't think of anything worse than that day.
"No." I stated firmly.
"What do you mean?" He looked up from the paper.
"I'm not going." My throat blocked up and the words came out kind of funny, like I had a rock in my throat or something.
His brow creased like it was the worst thing that I said no to his command. It's not the worst thing I've done, dad, I wanted to say. He just looked at me for a little while and I pursed my lips.
"Ally--"
"Did you forget or something?" I yelled before turning around and walking proudly to my room. Proud wasn't exactly the perfect word to describe it, but it's what I felt.
I heard a tap on my door thirty minutes after I'd let myself fall to the floor and curled against the side of my bead, my knees tucked up by my chest and my arm running up and down my calves fo some comfort.
"What?!" I snapped.
My dad stepped in with his half grey hair and soft face. "I want you to go to Providence this year." He said quietly before closing the door behind him.
"So I don't even have a choice in that?!" I screamed at the door, grabbing a pillow and tossing it as hard as I could without much effect.
I tried to sleep that night without much success, tossing and turning, trying not to keep my eyes open. At around two Soph called me talking about how she needed something that will make her stop wanting to fix something, with that I knew she meant alcohol but she hated saying the word because she thought it sounded funny. I searched through my closet, finding a sweatshirt and athletic shorts to wear.
Within ten minutes I walked silently out the door and started my car, going slowly out of my driveway then driving on my way to Sophia's.
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Lol guys, Wayzata is the school I go to, I just wanted to add it in there to feel cool. And Providence is another school here in the wonderful Minnestoa. Alrighty. Do you guys listen to the songs I suggest? :D
Bleeding Out - Imagine Dragons
I can't tell if you guys like it or not because I got like 10 favorties last chapter..? Can I please get 20!!

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wordsofagirl
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September 23, 2012 11:58pm UTC

Bless this mess. Chapter 2. Alison's POV.
The almost-fall air hit me right when I stepped out of my house, sending cool shivers down my body. Sadly, this was just the beginning for the cold weather here in freezing and boring Minnesota.
My phone vibrated on the dashboard of my Audi A3, I picked it up and answered without hesitation, the only people that would be calling me are Michael and Sophia.
"Hello?" I answered, pressing my phone to my ear.
"Hey, Ally," I heard Michael's voice on the other end, "plan on coming over today?" I could almost see him smiling.
"Already on my way." I laughed.
"You know, if it was anyone else saying that I would be creeped out." I heard him chuckle at the other end.
I laughed and he went on talking about something he did last week and how his mom had been telling him to visit because she hasn't seen him for a while.
I cursed when someone cut me off on the highway, getting a laugh out of Michael. "You're a terrible driver!" He joked.
"Am not!" I hollered into the phone. "Don't tempt me to bring Soph," I threatened, knowing he didn't like her OCD attitude, she often annoyed me as well but apparently I don't have as low of a tolerance as Michael, which is surprising.
"Fine, fine. You're an amazing driver."
"Whatever," I smiled. "I'll be there soon."
"Okay, see you soon, Ally." I heard him say before sliding my phone back on the dashboard and continuing on my way to Michael's apartment.
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I walked up to Michael's apartment door. The building was old, ugly, and incredibly cheap, but he didn't mind about the old and ugly, he was ecstatic about the cheap part.
I heard music blasting from his stereo and even through the loud noise, Michael belting the words to 'Sail' by AWOLNATION, his husky voice practically screaming along with the singer. I held back a laugh and let myself in. He didn't hear me shut the door because his singing didn't stop nor did the terrible dancing around in the kitchen with the oven beeping that something was done.
At this point I couldn't hold back my laughing anymore, he stopping in mid spin and his eyes shot to me, a mild blush appearing on his face. "Nice dancing," I chuckled, after turning the stereo down.
"I get some of my moves from you." Michael winked, opening the oven.
"I thought we'd gotten passed that." I joked back, blushing and remembering when he'd walked into my house to me dancing and doing the dishes.
"Nope." He smirked.
I rolled my eyes and plopped down on his slouching couch. "What'd you make?"
"Apricot chicken..." He trailed off.
I shifted in the couch to face behind me and towards Michael. "You cook?"
"...But I didn't have enough apricot jam so I just added some orange Gatorade, I mean, how different is it really?" He shrugged, handing me a plate of chicken.
"I'm not eating it." I whimpered, looking at the chicken. It looked normal but now that I knew it had Gatorade in it there's no way in hell I'm eating it.
"C'mon Ally," he bit a mouthful off my chicken. "It's not that bad." I could tell that was forced, his face got a little red. And a second later he was coughing his way to the sink. I couldn't help but laugh. He spit it out and took the plate away from me.
"So, how was it?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.
"F-ck off." He smirked, throwing the rest of the chicken in the garbage.
"Just warm up some ramen and we'll watch Shark Week." I smiled, turning on the TV.
He put two bowls of ramen in the microwave.
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Such a Night - Elvis
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September 23, 2012 9:38pm UTC

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October 7, 2012 5:44pm UTC

Bless this mess. Chapter 5. Alison's POV.
Two days after I handed in the application for Wendy's, an unfamiliar number came up on my phone.
"Hello?" I answered, flopping down on my bed.
"Alison Jones?" A voice said on the other end.
"Yeah..?" I answered meekly, my brow creasing. I tried to remember where I've heard this voice before.
I heard the man at the other end scoff. "I'm a worker at Wendy's and we just wanted to let you know that you got the job--"
"Oh my god!" I almost screamed in excitement.
"--And we were wondering if you could come in so I can like introduce you to your schedule and stuff. You'll be working around school hours right?" He asked.
"Um, yeah." I calmed myself down. "I'll be on my way in like twenty minutes, is that alright?" I asked.
"Yup." He popped his 'p'. I remembered someone in my past doing that same thing but I couldn't think of who. The man on the other end hung up and I set my phone down on my bed, dashing to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
"I got a job, dad!" I yelled downstairs to where I expected my dad to be. I closed the bathroom door and hopped in the shower.
--
I slipped on my favorite pair of jeans, knowing I probably wore them too much, A grey comfy sweater, my favorite off-white beanie, and a yellow wrap scarf to protect me from the chilly windy weather. I knew I'd soon have to start wearing a coat in order to go outside. I looked at myself in the mirror once more, deciding to put on a few of my favorite silver rings. Before walking out the door I put on a pair of brown wedges. I hugged myself for warmth as the wind nipped at me on my short walk to my car. Once inside, the wind was blocked by my door and I started on my way to Wendy's for work.
The warm mall made me drop my arms from their tucked position immediately and I walked briskly to Wendy's.
The woman who I'd met the first time I came wasn't behind the counter, in fact, no one was. My brow furrowed in confusion and I was up to the counter, planning on waiting. A minute later a boy maybe four years older than me walked in from behind the counter.
"Sorry," he sniffed, not looking up, but getting an apron from under the counter. There was something familiar about this black-haired boy in front of me.
"It's alright." I mumbled.
When he looked up at me with his flashy green eyes and pupils dilated, I knew right away who it was. I coudn't help but cringe.
"Oh, hey Ali." Brandon smirked.
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Guys are so confusing, I'm pretty sure I should just turn lesbian. I had homecoming last night (; Hailey & Paige; we be grinding b-tches. All the guys checkin' us out!
Eet - Regina Spektor
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OreoLover
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October 6, 2012 6:21pm UTC

You Have Not lived
Until you've ridden down the stairs in a laundry basket.

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wittyquotesgurl
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October 6, 2012 6:04pm UTC

I feel very frustrated
because I always feel like I annoy anyone I talk to. No matter how hard I try not to annoy someone, I somehow always still end up annoying people. It upsets me that I can't really stop it. I could only say I'm sorry for being who I am.

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October 5, 2012 10:21pm UTC

and in that moment,
I swear, we were
infinite. ♥

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hermione23katniss
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October 5, 2012 11:14pm UTC

"AND IN THAT MOMENT, I
SWEAR WE WERE INFINITE."
-Perks of Being a Wallflower

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