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3. maybethistimecx
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   The Loudest Silence
   Chapter Four
   For the rest of PE, guys hit on me, mostly because they wanted to hit on agirl that turned Matt down.
   The girls seemed shocked that I had turned down "super-hunky Matt".
   ~
   After PE, I toughed out 2 classes before lunch.
   I ordered a grilled cheese sandwich and found the girl from the locker room, who was named Beth.
   I set my tray down next to her's and took a sip of her juice.
   "Hey!" she said, snatching it back.
   I grinned and took a bite of my grilled cheese.
   It was greasy, and the cheese was layered onto it. I placed the sandwich back on my tray.
   A hand dropped down on my shoulder. I jumped, and turned around to see Theo.
   "Do you need something?" I snapped.
   "This is my seat," he grunted.
   "Does it have your name on it?" I said, raising my eyebrows.
   Theo narrowed his eyes, but sat on the other side, placing his apple on the table.
   "Why is she here?" Theo said, grimacing.
   "Theo. Be nice," Beth snapped, leaning towards me protectively.
   "Why should I? That... that... that person stole my locker, then walked away without even telling me who she was!" Theo said, his tone sharp.
   "My name is Lucy, now shut up and eat your stupid apple," I said, taking a swig of Beth's juice. "Whats up with you guys anyway? Are you two dating?"
   Theo burst out laughing, and Beth spit out her food.
   "No," Beth said, coughing. "He's my older brother."
   "Older?" I asked, raising my eyebrow. I tried to give Theo a once over without being obvious. By Theo's amused expression, I wasn't doing a good job.
   "Yeah. One year. I'm 17," Theo said. "Beth's a junior."
   "I see," I said.
   I wasn't sure, but I think Theo was growing on me.
   
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4. maybethistimecx
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   December 4, 2011 5:56pm UTC
   The Loudest Silence
   Chapter Three
   First period I had PE. Great, I would get to be sweaty all day. I stomped my way across the courtyard to the gym, where a bunch of girls and guys were streching and talking.
   I walked into the locker room, where I bumped into a girl in a towel.
   "Whoops," she laughed. "Sorry. Can't see with all the steam."
   The girl grinned, her black hair curling around her shoulders as it dried. Her eyes were big and dark, rimmed with thick lashes.
   "PE uniforms are back there," she said, gesturing towards the room to the right of the room we were standing in.
   "Thanks," I said, pushing past her and grabbing a random uniform. I slipped it on. The shorts were a little long, so I rolled them a little bit. I checked the tag. Small.
   I hate being short.
   I pulled my hair into a ponytail and jogged out of the locker room, my ponytail swishing, and my side bangs flopping against my forehead.
   I heard a guy whistle as I ran to sit with the girls, my boots still slapping against the ground. I narrowed my eyes at the boys, scanning for the pervert.
   He ended up standing up and making his way over to me. He had short blonde hair, and his eyes were an amber brown.
   "Hey," he said, winking. "I'm Max."
   "Lucy," I said, shoving past him and making my way over to the girls.
   Some of the guys wooted for me, and laughed at Max, who stood there dumbfounded.
   
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5. maybethistimecx
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   December 4, 2011 5:37pm UTC
   The Loudest Silence
   Chapter Two
   I nudged my way through the crowded hallway to my locker.
   A boy with black hair was standing at it, suffing his bag inside of it. I tapped his shoulder, and he turned around. His hair fell into his eyes, which were a startling blue.
   "Can I help you?'' he asked.
   "Yeah, that's my locker," I said, gesturing behind him.
   "No, it's mine." he said, as if I were slow.
   I held up my paper.
   His brows furrowed.
   ~
   Ten minutes later we were standing in the office while the receptionist looked over her papers.
   "Anything?" I asked, tapping my boot against the tile floor.
   "Sorry, sweets, no luck today," she looked up at us, as if she truely wished she could build another locker. "We can try again in a couple of days, but for now you'll have to tough it out."
   "Are you sure?" the guy asked, placing his hands on the edge of her desk.
   She closed her eyes and clasped her hands, nodding.
   The guy staightened up and walked out without saying anything.
   I ran after him, his legs much longer than my petite ones.
   "HEY! HEY YOU!" I called, my boots clacking on the floor. "WAIT."
   The guy stopped abruptly, and I ran into him. I fell on my butt.
   He turned around and crouched down, looking me in the eyes.
   "Find another locker, blondie," he said in a threatening voice.
   The nameless boy stood up and started to walk away. I scrambled to my feet and followed him.
   "NO!" I shouted. He turned.
   "What did you say?" he asked, eyes narrowing.
   "I said no. Find your own locker, goth boy," I squinted up at him.
   "My name isn't goth boy," he grimaced at the name. "It's Theo."
   "Well my name isn't blondie either," I said, walking away, not bothering to tell him what my name really was:
   Lucy Bennet.
   
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6. maybethistimecx
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   December 4, 2011 5:06pm UTC
   The Loudest Silence
   Chapter One
   One Year Later...
   The first day of the last year of high school, I though to myself as I stomped into the giant brick building of Washington Central High School, or WCHS.
   My combat books were heavy, and my eyes felt heavy, but I put on a strait face and walked through the doors.
   Last year I had been perfect. Captain of the soccer team, dating a football player, nice, friends with just about anyone.
   Then Greg died.
   He was my 7 year old brother.
   I knew I had friends, but I felt like their friendship was only to be popular. So I broke off all ties with them. I took my hair out of the preppy, disgusting ponytail, and lost myself.
   My aunt and I moved later that year. We went from our sunny California home to a tiny town in Ohio called Athens.
   Some of my friend's tried to keep in touch with me, but I lost their numbers, and I didn't try to contact.
   I didn't care anymore.
   The only thing that kept me living was the fear that my nightmares would follow me to hell.
   I had been registered at my new school last year, but I refused to go. I stayed in bed, and ignored my Aunt Meredith's pleads to get up.
   What was the use?
   During summer I went shopping for the first time in what felt like forever. I only bought some eyeliner and a hoodie, but then I saw my boots.
   I had a pair just like it when I was younger. My brother had gotten me them for my 15th birthday. Combat boots, light brown. I had drawn all over them. When we moved, I had grown out of them. They sat on my shelf until my aunt threw them away, telling me it was time to stop this nonsense and move on.
   But now I had them again.
   ~
   I walked straight to the office. I pushed my hair behind my long, almost to my waist, hair behind my ear as they handed me my schedule and locker combo.
   Number 174.
   When I saw the combination, I almost choked. 9-29-10. The date of Greg's death.
   I turned to the receptionist.
   "Are there any other lockers available?" I asked, trying not to freak out.
   "Sorry, hun," she said, her voice so sugary-sweet it was bile. "Fresh out"
   I nodded and pushed open the door to go into the hallway.
   The bitter lonliness made me feel like I was captured in the loudest silence I'd ever heard.
   
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7. maybethistimecx
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   December 4, 2011 3:55pm UTC
   The Loudest Silence
   Prolouge
   I looked down at his grave, a tear falling from my cheek.
   He's gone. He's really gone. I could barely believe it.
   Without Greg talking my ear off, the world was uncannily quiet, as if the entire world had stopped for his passing, as if no one could bear interrupt this horrible moment.
   I wished I could scream, or even whisper, just to break the quiet.
   "Lucy," Aunt Meredith tugged at my arm. I shrugged her off. I didn't need her. I didn't need anyone. I was alone. Forever.
   I lay a single white rose on the grave and kissed the picture of him smiling, his hair standing up in all sorts of ways, his front tooth missing.
   / Why would you take him? Why would you take the only thing that had ever cared about me?
   Why did you take my brother from me?
   Why not me?
   
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8. maybethistimecx
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   December 4, 2011 2:46pm UTC
   Someone Like You
   Chapter Twenty-Three
   Seven Years Later:
   I walked up the ailse towards him, in his black suit, his hair slicked back, his eyes shining. I passed Lizzie and Zach, holding hands. I passed TJ, his arms wrapped around a girl with brown hair and big brown eyes.
   As I neared the altar, my heart pounded, but when I got there, and he took my hand, I was ready.
   "We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Hunter Chance and Josie Doer. You may be seated."
   I looked into Hunter's eyes, and I saw the past seven years reflected in them. When he proposed to me on the beach where we first met, going off to college together, planning our life. Buying our house.
   I barely noticed when Hunter started his vows.
   "Josie, I love you. I will always love you. I promise to make you happy, to fight through whatever happens, to tough it through anything, to celebrate, and to cherish our life together. I promise I will never leave your side, I will always treasure waking up next to you every morning, and I will never regret loving you. Josie Doer, I have waited my entire life for someone like you, and I won't ever let you go."
   THE END!
   
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9. maybethistimecx
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   December 4, 2011 2:34pm UTC
   Someone Like You
   Chapter Twenty-Two
   After a few minutes of sobbing in his yard, I stood up and started running. I didn't know where, or why, but I ended up on the beach. It was late, so there weren't many people there. I sat down in the sand a pulled my knees towards me and let my tears flow.
   A while later I felt someone touch my shoulder.
   I looked up to see Hunter.
   "Go away," I muttered, rubbing my nose. I must look horrible, after crying for an hour.
   Hunter stopped touching me, but he sat next to me and pulled his knees in too, staring out at the ocean.
   "What's wrong with me?" I sobbed, my knees covered in tears. "Why do I mess up everything?"
   Hunter hesitantly laid his arm across my shoulders and pulled me to him, leaning my head on his shoulder.
   I hiccupped as I sobbed, trying to get out words.
   "Shhh, it's alright," he muttered, kissing my forehead. I cried for what felt like hours before I stopped blubbering and pulled away.
   "Are you alright?'' he asked, concern filling his gorgeous eyes.
   I nodded, and rubbed my nose, scared that my voice would fail me. His shirt was covered in black.
   "S-Sorry," I said.
   "It's alright," Hunter murmurred, wiping my eyes with his thumb. His hand lingered on my cheek, and he pulled me towards him. I closed my eyes and let his lips touch mine, thousands of emotions racing toward the kiss.
   He didn't try anything, we just sat there, lips pressed together in pain and sorrow and love. New tears flowed down my cheeks, and I felt myself reach around him to clutch his hair.
   "Josie," Hunter said, pulling away.
   I rested my head on his chest, my eyes shut tight, afraid to see him, in case it was a dream. "Don't leave."
   He didn't, and we sat there, tangled in the sand, until it started to rain. The rain washed away the salt of my tears, and soaked my thin pajamas. When I looked up at him, his hair was plastered against his forehead.
   "Josie," he whispered, kissing me again.
   "Hunter," I muttered against his lips when we stopped for a breath. "I'm so sorry."
   "What?" he asked.
   "I'm sorry about everything. About what I've done, about what I said, about Matt," I whispered. "I love you Hunter."
   "I know," he whispered. "I love you too, Josie."
   
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11. maybethistimecx
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    December 4, 2011 10:27am UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Twenty
    We didn't have school the next day, and Lizzie was having a slumber party, so I packed a pair of boxer shorts and drove to her house.
    When I knocked, a tall boy with big blue eyes and shaggy black hair opened the door.
    "Hey," I said, noticing how cute he was.
    The guy smiled, showing one deep dimple. "Hey."
    "Is Lizzie here?" I asked, peeking around him into the house. I saw Lizzie sitting in a big circle of guys and girls, giggling.
    "Yeah, we're playing spin the bottle," the guy stepped aside, and I walked in with him.
    Lizzie jumped up. "JOSIE! Carman and Jesse are in the closet right now." She giggled. I laughed and let her lead me into the circle to sit next to her.
    The hot guy sat across the circle.
    A few seconds later, the two kissers came out, flushed, and their lips red.
    "Alrighty, let's spin the bottle again!" Lizzie screamed, obviously thrilled by her ability to force people into closets with eachother.
    She handed the bottle to me, and I set it on the ground, then I spun it.
    It went around a couple times before landing on the hot guy.
    I gulped. Awkward.
    Lizzie giggled. "Josie and Parker have to kiss in a closet for 7 minutes now!"
    I sighed and stood up, letting Lizzie lead me to the closet in question. I raised an eyebrow at Parker, who shrugged and opened the door for me.
    I stepped inside, and we tried to find the light switch. It was nowhere in sight.
    "What do we do now?" I asked, playing with a loose string on my top.
    "I guess we kiss," Parker said. I could still see his bright eyes shining in the dark. Then they closed and he leaned in, cupping the back of my neck with him hand.
    Then the door flew open.
    
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12. maybethistimecx
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    December 4, 2011 9:08am UTC
    Kay. So I know this isn't pretty. At all. But I just wanted to get my readers opinions.
    Hunter, or Matt
    Comment for Hunter, Fav for Matt
    
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13. maybethistimecx
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    December 4, 2011 9:04am UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Ninteen
    "What do you want?" I snapped.
    "I like you, kid," TJ laughed.
    "I'm not a kid. I'm 16," I narrowed my eyes.
    "Anyway," TJ continued, ignoring my comment. "I have a proposition for you. You see, I like your friend, Lizzie. Matt likes you. What better plan than to date eachother in order to make them jealous!"
    He smiled, as if it was the brightest idea on the world. I had to admit, it was a pretty good idea.
    "Sure," I said, shaking his hand. "But I'm not calling you PoohBear or anything."
    "Noted," he grinned. Then TJ kissed me on the cheek. He winked as he strolled back to Matt.
    ~
    After school Matt stormed up to my locker.
    "What was that?" he asked.
    "What?" I retorted, pretending to act innocent.
    "That... kiss," Matt seethed.
    "What's it to ya'?" I asked, closing my locker and facing him. "Your not my boyfriend. I can kiss whoever I want."
    With that, I walked past him.
    "Josie!" he called, catching up with me. "I get that. But why TJ."
    "TJ is nice, and he asked me out. I like him, so I said yes," I shrugged, but my heart was pounding in my ears.
    Matt grabbed my shoulder and turned me around.
    "What-" I asked, but he cut me off with a kiss. It wasn't sweet, it was the kind of kiss that you felt all the way to your toes. Then Matt let go of me, and stormed off.
    What is he trying to do to me? I thought, as I started my trek home.
    
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14. maybethistimecx
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    December 4, 2011 8:43am UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Eighteen
    I faked being sick.
    I faked it for a week and a half, just so I wouldn't have to see Matt. I left him dozens of messages, none of which he returned. I cried everyday. I called Hunter too, but it just went to his cheery voicemail.
    I missed him. I didn't know what I did to deserve him, but I wanted him back.
    On Thursday the next week, my mom forced me to go back to school.
    I was too upset to put effort into myself, so I dressed in sweat-pants and a hoodie, forcing my hair into a bun.
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    As I got closer to the school, I started getting nervous, my stomach doing flip flops. Maybe I was sick.
    I shook my head and forced myself to go into the building, my heart pounding, my head aching.
    Automatically I saw Matt, laughing with TJ. I sighed, staring at him. Then someone knocked me over. I squeaked, and Matt looked over, but didn't move. I gathered up my books and put up my hood and ran past him to my locker.
    Lizzie was standing there, waiting for me. She wrinkled her nose at my outfit.
    "Bad day?" she asked.
    "Boys," I replied, putting in my combination.
    Lizzie nodded and pulled out her phone. She giggled.
    "What is it?" I asked.
    "Nothing," Lizzie said, blushing.
    "Zach?"
    "Maybe," she shrugged, adjusting the strap of her messenger bag.
    "Well, I have physics first this morning, so I better go," she said. "See ya'."
    I smiled as I watched her go, her long hair swishing in it's high ponytail, her skirt flouncing.
    I felt someone's breath on my neck.
    I turned to see TJ standing over me.
    
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15. maybethistimecx
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    December 4, 2011 8:33am UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Eighteen
    I faked being sick.
    I faked it for a week and a half, just so I wouldn't have to see Matt. I left him dozens of messages, none of which he returned. I cried everyday. I called Hunter too, but it just went to his cheery voicemail.
    I missed him. I didn't know what I did to deserve him, but I wanted him back.
    On Thursday the next week, my mom forced me to go back to school.
    I was too upset to put effort into myself, so I dressed in sweat-pants and a hoodie, forcing my hair into a bun.
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    As I got closer to the school, I started getting nervous, my stomach doing flip flops. Maybe I was sick.
    I shook my head and forced myself to go into the building, my heart pounding, my head aching.
    Automatically I saw Matt, laughing with TJ. I sighed, staring at him. Then someone knocked me over. I squeaked, and Matt looked over, but didn't move. I gathered up my books and put up my hood and ran past him to my locker.
    Lizzie was standing there, waiting for me. She wrinkled her nose at my outfit.
    "Bad day?" she asked.
    "Boys," I replied, putting in my combination.
    Lizzie nodded and pulled out her phone. She giggled.
    "What is it?" I asked.
    "Nothing," Lizzie said, blushing.
    "Zach?"
    "Maybe," she shrugged, adjusting the strap of her messenger bag.
    "Well, I have physics first this morning, so I better go," she said. "See ya'."
    I smiled as I watched her go, her long hair swishing in it's high ponytail, her skirt flouncing.
    I felt someone's breath on my neck.
    I turned to see TJ standing over me.
    
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16. maybethistimecx
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    December 3, 2011 3:25pm UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Seventeen
    I watched him walk away and get in his car, tears pouring out of my eyes.
    Why me. I mean, I understand how it happened, but why did it have to happen to me? I had never done anything bad. I had never hurt anyone, all my relationships ended mutually. I had never stolen, those things were Jack's thing. I was perfectly... normal.
    I half wanted to chase Matt's car down, Kiss him. Tell him I loved him. But I couldn't.
    Like facebook said, 'It's Complicated'.
    I felt someone touch my shoulder. I turned around to see Hunter standing behind me.
    I wiped my cheeks and tried to wrap my arms around his neck.
    He pushed me off.
    "What?" I asked, my voice cracking.
    "I can't do this," he said. I remembered saying that to Matt just the other day. "I can't be with you."
    "Wh-why not?" I said, tears threatening to spill over.
    "You don't love me," Hunter said, a tear falling down his cheek.
    "No, I do.." I said, reaching for him.
    He stepped out of the way, and shook his head. "Goodbye Josie." Hunter stuffed his hands in his pockets as he walked away.
    I sunk to the ground and let myself cry.
    My world was falling apart.
    
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17. maybethistimecx
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    December 3, 2011 3:05pm UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Sixteen
    Hunter and I held hands as we walked inside. We sat down on the couch in the entertainment room and turned on a movie from the vast collections.
    He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me towards me, wrapping a blanket around us.
    I snuggled into his side and we watched Monsters INC.
    About 10 minutes in, Hunter started to kiss me. I kissed him back, sitting up on my knees so I could do so better. My hands were tangled in his hair when I heard the door creak open. I looked up to see Matt, staring at me in shock.
    "Matt," I said, my voice rough.
    Matt shook his head and turned around, slamming the door behind him.
    I pulled my bikini strap on and pulled the hoodie over my head.
    "Matt!" I called, chasing him outside in the front of the house.
    "What do you want?" he snapped.
    "What's wrong?" I snapped back, ignoring his question.
    He stormed up to me and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him.
    "You know," he seethed, then let go and walked away.
    Sorry for short chapter. Who do you think? Hunter or Matt?
    
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18. maybethistimecx
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    December 3, 2011 2:42pm UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Fifteen
    The next day Jack wanted to take me to a party. I was too lazy to decline, so I put on a pair of jean short and a hoodie over a bikini and let him drag me to the party.
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    It was a swimming party at one of Jack's new friend's houses.
    The house was like a mansion, and the pool was an in ground one in the back yard.
    There were girls and boys splashing and sitting by the side of the pool, and pop songs were blasting from the stereos. I wrinkled my nose.
    "What?" Jack asked me.
    "Not real music," I said. Jack pushed me, and I stumbled, but someone caught me. I looked up to see Hunter, smiling down at me. I stood up and turned around to kiss him lightly.
    "Hey beautiful," he smiled against my lips.
    "Hi," I said, on my tiptoes, giving him another kiss.
    I let go of him and lowered myself into a normal standing position, smiling stupidly up at him.
    Hunter didn't have a shirt on, and his swim trunks hung loosely on his frame.
    He was thin, but muscular, like a swimmer.
    "Wanna swim?" he asked, taking my hand. I nodded and started pulling off my sweatshirt and shorts. I kicked off my flip-flops and put my hair up into a bun.
    I grabbed Hunter's hand, who was staring at me, grinning.
    "Come on," I groaned, pulling him towards the pool. A chunk of my black hair fell into my line of vision, and I blew it off my face, but not before Hunter could pick me up and run with me in his arms into the pool.
    I shreeked. "HUNTER!"
    He jumped into the pool, sending water everywhere. He let me go, and I floated in the water.
    "I'm all wet," I said, pushing my hair out of my face.
    "Oh well," Hunter smiled, swimming off to get out of the pool.
    I followed him to get a towel.
    
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19. maybethistimecx
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    December 3, 2011 1:39pm UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Fourteen
    When I got to the car, I banged my head against the steering wheel, a spare tear running down my cheek.
    Why did I turn him down?
    Did I really love Hunter? I had only known him for two days.
    Sure, I liked him, but did I love him?
    I rubbed my temples, mentally scolding myself for letting myself fall in love with two people.
    I had never thought I would fall in love with one guy, let alone two.
    I ran a hand through my hair and turned the key and drove off.
    When I got home I turned on my laptop and got on facebook.
    I had added Matt and Hunter already, and I looked on their walls.
    Matt's most recent action was to change his relationship from Dating to It's Complicated.
    I sighed, then looked at Hunter's. His status was the same. I closed the computer. What had I gotten myself into?
    Then I did the only thing I could think to do. I turned on my IPod dock to full blast and hopped in the shower.
    "Aftermath" by Adam Lambert came on, and I let the tears flow down my cheeks. I let the water pound against my face, and my mascara flowed down my face. When I turned to let it hit my back, I saw my razor.
    A horrible thought flew through my mind, and I stumbled out of the shower.
    Then I sat, naked, on the tile floor, sobbing.
    
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20. maybethistimecx
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    December 3, 2011 1:19pm UTC
    Someone Like You
    Chapter Thirteen
    The first thing Lizzie wanted to do was get on the Ferris Wheel. I obliged, letting her drag me onto the death machine and letting the creepy conductor strap me in.
    "I'm so excited," she giggled. "But I'm scared too. Are you scared Josie?"
    "Of course not," I scoffed, but my heart was racing and my palms sweaty.
    When we started moving towards the sky, I almost screamed, the normal sized people were now only dots on the ground. The other rides seemed like toys, and I was terrified of heights.
    When the ride was over, I swayed over to the trash can to puke.
    "Sorry," Lizzie said, rubbing my back. "I didn't know you were afraid of heights."
    "It's okay," I said, wiping my mouth. "I just want to go home."
    Lizzie nodded, and we linked arms as we walked back to the car.
    ~
    When I got home I had three messages on my phone. All three were from Matt.
    I decided I would humor him
    ~
    An hour later I was sitting at a booth at Qudoba, Matt sitting across from me. He was wearing a thin grey shirt and worn jeans.
    "I broke up with Nicole," he said. "She cheated on me. WIth some guy."
    "I'm sorry," I said, patting his hands, which were clenched together.
    "That's not all I wanted to say," Matt said, looking up at me. "I haven't stopped thinking about you since I saw you last night when I saw you with that guy."
    My heart stopped. He hadn't stopped thinking about me! Then I mentally shook my head. I liked Hunter. I couldn't do this. I couldn't be involved with two guys.
    "I'm sorry," I said, shaking my head. "I can't do this."
    Then I stood up and left him alone, walking with my head hanging on my way to the car.
    
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