I Was Wrong
c h a p t e r 1
He was so gorgeous. The way he walks, the way he talks, everything about him. His dark brown eyes are something you couldn't stop staring at , his hair was a nice shade of brown. It was cut short, but you could still play with it a little. He wore a lot of T-shirts and basketball shorts and did they look good on him or what. He had absolutely no flaws, only one thing got in the way of us being together, his girlfriend, or what I call her, my best friend.
She is the sweetest and most beautiful girl in the world. She was always there to support you and she loved to make people happy. She had straight blond hair and pretty blue eyes. She liked Aeropostale and Hollister. We go shopping at those stores almost every other day. I don't usually buy anything, though. You see, Samantha, my best friend, is rich.
Her room is twice the size of mine and her closet is gigantic. She has tons of clothes. She always offers to buy me clothes, but I always decline. I don't want someone paying for stuff I should be paying for myself. I have a job, but it doesn't pay enough. My mom has a job, well, used to. She got laid-off last month and has been looking for a job ever since. Unemployment and my paycheck pays the bills, but I still would like to be able to buy more stuff.
I have a lot. I mean, I am a pretty lucky girl, even though money is tight, I still have a laptop, a cell phone, and pretty much everything else a normal teenager has.
"Oh my gosh, you will never believe what Jason got me today!" Sam says with excitement in her voice. She is laying on my bed with her stomach on top of it, both legs swinging around, and her arms holding up her head.
"What?" I ask not putting down the magazine I am reading. I'm sitting in my chair, that rolls, I love chairs that roll, next to my desk that has my computer, and some homework I still have to do on it.
"He gave me flowers and chocolate!" She said screaming with excitement.
I tried to be as happy as I could for her and put a cheerful smile on my face, "That's awesome! I wish had a boyfriend who would do that for me," I said. I really do mean it to. I want someone to give me flowers and chocolate and do other things boyfriends do. I wish just wish I was saying that Jason was giving me chocolate presents and not her.
"You will. The right guy just hasn't shown up yet," she said putting her hand on my leg reassuring me.
"Yeah, I guess," I shrugged. Maybe Jason was right for me, he just doesn't know about it yet... No, stop it! Jason is Sam's boyfriend, not mine! Ugh, teenage love could either be the best thing or the worst.
"Well, I'm sorry, but I have to go," she said sadly. She started packing up all of her things into her purple backpack.
"Aww, why?" I said putting the magazine next to my computer.
"I'm going to meet Jason at the mall," she waved goodbye and headed downstairs.
Why can't it be me meeting Jason at the mall?