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Christina*
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November 12, 2013 3:55am UTC

I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
Chapter # 54
Okay, so there is three of them now.
"Stop thinking." He explained
A wave came quickly, ready to swallow Kai.
"Kai!" I screamed
Before he had a chance to react, the ocean wave rised up and brought Kai down to his knees. I giggled and jogged towards him. The water backed away but the sand was till moist and cold. The wind pushed me back but I pushed forwards.
"You okay?" I laughed
He blushed and giggled.
"This always happens." He complained
"You always get hit by ocean waves?" I guessed
He wrapped his arms around his knees. His cheeks turned into a faded shade of red. He bit his lips and laughed.
"No," He looked up at the ocean
"I always make a fool of my self." He admited while slowly tilting his head towards me
"when pretty girls are around." He confessed.
His eyes were twinkling jet black. I looked carefully but I couldn't seem to spot his pupils. His eyebrows were black too, but they were a lot softer and not as bold as his eyes. His nose was sharp but small. His mouth was small too. His pink lips contrasted with his deep tan skin. By judging from his overall image, I came to the conclusion that he was latin.
"Kai what are you, like what nationality?" I asked
"I'm so mixed it's not even funny." He giggled
"Well do you know?" I asked
"Both of my parents are from Hawaii. But, my mom is half native Hawaiian and 1/4 Mexican, 1/4 Swedish. My dad's 1/4 black, 1/4 English, 1/6 Japanese...." He listed
"Dang boy, you weren't kidding." I laughed
He shook his head and smiled.
"What are you?" He asked
"I'm white." I giggled
"White people come from places too." He smiled
"Well, I know from my dad's side there is Russian and German." I answered
"I my mom says she's Jewish, but isn't sure because she was adopted." I answered
"I think you're Greek." He smiled
"Why Greek?" I questioned
"Because legend says the Greeks were decended from Gods and Godesses and you look like you could be one of them." He siad
I took a deep breath and bit my lip.

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Christina*
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October 27, 2013 11:00am UTC

I fell in Love With Mickey Mouse
(literally)
Chapter # 51
Maybe, I should have stayed home.
I took the sunglasses haning from the mirror and started the engine. A couple turns right, one left, and straight ahead. It led me to a sign that read, 3 miles to Venice beach. How did I end up going there? I wasn't sure, I didn't really think about it. I just drove, following the imaginary guide set by my subconscious mind. I arrived slowly, stood in the empty parking lot and gazed at the dark ocean shadowed by the rising clouds. Something special and peaceful about this place. Something, different. Something, that didn't exist anywhere else or for me anyways. Speaking of anwhere, my peace was rudely inturupted by the violent vibrations from my phone. I took a hold of my phone and without looking at the caller ID I threw it in the passenger drawr. I looked at the ocean again, and happiliy opened the door. The wind gave me a welcoming hug and I indeed felt welcomed. My feet relieved as they felt the cool smooth sand. I walked towards the ocean waves. The sand got cooler and smoother.
"Man, what is this, phantom of the opera, if you like her you got to tell her." From what it seemed, an upset guy, was yelling at another guy. I couldn't see them, since they weren't in my way. But, that wouldn't stop me from eves dropping on a juicy conversation.
"What am I supposed to say, Alex, hey miss, you dont' know me but I love you?" He sassed
Dang I wonder what that's about.
I walked a little slower, so I could hear what the other friend had to say.
"No, Kai, just get to know her, be her friend, then tell her." Alex explainned
"You don't get it Alex, I know her, I know everything about her, the problem is, she doesn't know me." Kai said.
What kind of a guy would like a girl that doesn't know him? That's like level 88 fangirl.
"Well, I don't know what to tell you Kai." Alex said.
"Forget it, I doubt she'll like me anyways." Kai finished.
I wanted to walk up to him, to tell him that he should tell this girl, but, it was probably none of my business.
I finally reached the shore. I put my bag aside, and sat down. My sunglasses came off, and my curiousity kicked in. Poor, guy, it must be tough liking someone who doesn't know you. I should know, I've been liking Harry Styles for three years now. Kai, that's an interesting name. It kind of sounds Hawaiian.
"Kai" I whispered
I liked the sound of it, so I decided to practice a little louder.
"Kai" I said
"Yes?" I heard a voice but it wasn't mine.
My heart sank to my stomach.
Why am I so stupid?
I stayed silent, hoping I had imagined it.
"Ay lady, if you got something to say, please say it quickly I gotta go." I heard.
God, what, what, what just happened? How, or what am I supposed to say to him? Hey, I was evesdropping on your conversation, and I love your name. He's going to think I'm a freaking weirdo. I knew, I should've stayed home. Nothing good comes from me.
"Is your refrigerator running?" I tried
"It's running better than your brain." His sarcastic tone was very offensive.
I know I sounded stupid, but that was just rude. I turned around to face him.
"I don't like your name anyways." I blurted.
He quickly turned around and gave me a stare.

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sarahlikesbands*
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June 7, 2013 7:26pm UTC

it's okay...i get it
you don't like me like I like you

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Christina*
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April 19, 2013 7:22am UTC

I fell In love With Mickey Mouse (literally)
Chapter 11
What was I thinking?
Everything was smooth until we tripped on a soda can. I tried to hold my self up by grabbing on to Micheals shoulders completely forgetting that Micheal was drunk as heck. He didn't even try to stay up, it was almost like he wanted to fall. Gosh, I swear people were so different when they were drunk. Micheal fell on his flat on his back and grunted after hitting his head on the ground. I fell on my right side crushed the soda can with my ribs. It felt like someone cracked my bones like sunflower seeds.
"Oww" I squealed as I pressed my ribs. The floor was smooth so the fall didn't hurt as much as the soda can did. After noticing that I was tearing up Micheal got up to take a look at me. At first he had a concerned expression on his face but roared as soon as he saw the crushed soda can on the ground. He fell on his back again and rolled around.
"This isn't funny Micheal!" I said as I rubbed my ribs. God, I sure hoped that I didn't break anything. I could tell Micheal was putting in a lot of effort to not laugh because he made severeal attempts to take deep breaths. When he thought that he had cooled down, he'd look at me. But, every time he saw that stupid Pepsi can he would explode and laugh again. My pain eased a bit and I began laughing too. This was a horrible mistake because the pain would become more excruciating when I laughed. It was as if someone was poking me with a needle. The more I laughed the deeper the needle. But, I just couldn't help it. Even in this amount of pain, Micheal made me happy. But, he didn't take away my pain. I layed on my back hoping the pain would ease. As I looked in the stars I considered the meaning of what I just thought. How could someone make you happy, and not take away your pain? I have always felt pain when I was sad, I had forgotten that the words pain and sad were two completely different words with different meanings. Pain was when someone was uncomfortable or damaged. Sadness, was only an absence of happyness and Micheal, he filled that absence. Though, he did not chase away my pain; he brought happyness to me and when someone is happy. It is as if, there was no pain to begin with. Micheal took a deep breath and scooted next to me. He sat up to see my face. He still looked like he was on the urge of laughing. But, for some reason it didn't bother me. Nothing he did bothered me. Instead everything he did felt pleasureable, even if it was bad. What the heck was going on with me? Micheal held my cheek and traced his thumb around my check bone. He looked at me like I was he was the doctor and I was his patient.
"You okay?" He asked sounding very serious. I shook my head as another tear escaped my eye.
"Where does it hurt?" He asked examing my body.
"Right here." I whispered as I pointed to my right lower ribs . Without any permission he moved my hand and yanked up my shirt. He found a redish purplish spot and gently pressed his hand.
"Ow!" I cried. He quickly snapped his hand back.
"It hurts that bad?" He asked
"What do you think?" I said hopping he sensed my sarcasm. He sat back on his knees and scratched his neck looking for something.
.
"I'll be right back." He got up and walked towards one of the blue coolers. It squeaked as he opened it. I wondered what he was going to get from the cooler. After a couple seconds of thinking it hit me. He was going to get ice, oh my god how sweet. I wondered what he was going to wrap it in. Micheal astonished me once again by picking up a bottle of Heineken. What the freak? I thought. How could he be such a douche bag? How could he have the guts to drink another can of beer? Especially after what happened. Micheal usually made me happy, but right now I wanted to kick him twice as bad as I kicked Roger. He closed the cooler and casually walked back. His face was expressionless, like nothing happened! I swear if I wasn't in this much pain I would push him of the roof and sit in jail for twenty years with a huge feeling of satisfaction. Micheal bent down next to me. God, how did he have the nerve to sit next to me? He took my hand off my ribs and pulled up my shirt putting the freezing bottle on my ribs causing me to jump. Gosh, he didn't get the beer to drink. He got it for me! Oh sht, It all made sense now. It was hot, so the ice had probably melted. Ugh I felt so gulty for accusing him. His childlike expression mad it worse. Talk about not judging before knowing. Micheal gently pressed the bottle on my side.
"How does it feel?" He asked looking up in my eyes.
"Well its cold." I said.
"Yeah I think I got that part down captin obvious." He said while he pressed a little harder. Micheal was so serious now, it was as if he didn't drink anything. I was amazed how could someone drink nine cans of beer then suddenly become sober after one incident? He yawned. Realizing that he was tired, I held the bottle offering him to lay down. He didn't reject the offer. He layed down an inch or two away from me. We both looked at the starry sky. Ben E King's song Stand by me came up. I gasped.
"Micheal!" I eagerly said.
"What?" He laughed.
"I freaking love this song!" I said.
"Really?" He asked in shock. I nodded my head as I was humming to the lyrics.
"Where did you get this CD Micheal, I love every song so far." I said.
"It's mine," He answered.
"No way." I chalanged.
"Yes way, I made it my self. All of the songs on this CD represent who I am." He explained.
"Well then, I love who you are." I blurted with out second thought.
"This is insane Ella." He deeply said.
"What?" I questioned.
"I love you!" He confessed with sincere.
"I love you too." I added.
"I know, but....but how?" He asked in amazement.
"I don't know Micheal." I said. We both quieted and enjoyed the music.
"This isn't really comfortable." I admited.
"Here." Micheal offered his arm. I scooted closer and rested my head on his hard but soft arm. I nudged my face a little closer to his chest. Wow, he smelled amazing!
"What are you wearing Micheal?" I asked as I inhaled him.
"Clothes." He said not getting my question.

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*Sacha*
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April 7, 2013 10:19am UTC

A scrub is a guy who thinks hes fly,
And is also known as a buster,
Always talking about what he wants,
And just sits on his broke a.s.s,
No Angels - Bastille <3;) ft. Ella x

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*Sacha*
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April 5, 2013 6:22pm UTC

I dont want no scrub,
A scrub is a guy who cant get no love from me,
hanging out the passenger side,
Of his bestfriend tryin' to holler at me.
Holler at me, Tryin' to holler at me.
Holler at me...
No Angels - Bastille <3 ft. Ella

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