As McKenna and I board the bus, we sit successivo to each other in the front. "Hey, I've heard of this song!" I commento on the song that's playing in the background. "...Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6, Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6..." "Yeah...sure...whatever..." McKenna responds to me with her eyes locked on her yellow and black cell phone. "What's up?" I ask. "Nothing!" She shuts her cell phone like she's hiding oro from a bank. My cell phone ring-tone sounds. "I can't stop my feet from dancin' to the sound of his drum. I fell in Amore with my Rooock god!" I press the "Answer" button on my keyboard. "Hello?" "Bree, I'm gonna need te to do me favor. It's Dustin." I smile. I'll do anything for my brother. "Yeah, what's up?" "When te get home, find a stapler and put it in my room. I Lost mine. Ok?" "Sure!" "Good. When do te get back from scho-" I hear a CRASH on the phone. "Dustin? Dustin?!?" Beep, beep, beep... "What happened?" McKenna asks. "Something's wrong. I heard a crash on the phone when Dustin was in the middle of talking to me." McKenna's eyes widen.
The bus comes to a stop and I get off as quickly as I can. I see my mom's blue furgone, van pull in the driveway. She gets off and runs towards me. "Oh! Dear! Are te alright?" "Yeah I'm fine?" My mom hugs me. "You're brother isn't. He's in the hospital. Drop your backpack in the living room and get in the van. I run into the house and throw my backpack on the beige couch.
When we arrive at the Waconia Hospital, my mother looks like she's going to have a heart-attack. Poor mom... We enter the hospital lobby and my mother talks to the nurse. "...Yes he's in room, 119." The brown-haired nurse informs my mother. She grabs my hand and runs to room 119. I can't believe my eyes. "Dustin!" I run towards him. "He's really broken up isn't he?" My mom tries to hold back her tears. "I'm so sorry, Dustin. I should have just hung up." Tears run down my cheeks.
The bus comes to a stop and I get off as quickly as I can. I see my mom's blue furgone, van pull in the driveway. She gets off and runs towards me. "Oh! Dear! Are te alright?" "Yeah I'm fine?" My mom hugs me. "You're brother isn't. He's in the hospital. Drop your backpack in the living room and get in the van. I run into the house and throw my backpack on the beige couch.
When we arrive at the Waconia Hospital, my mother looks like she's going to have a heart-attack. Poor mom... We enter the hospital lobby and my mother talks to the nurse. "...Yes he's in room, 119." The brown-haired nurse informs my mother. She grabs my hand and runs to room 119. I can't believe my eyes. "Dustin!" I run towards him. "He's really broken up isn't he?" My mom tries to hold back her tears. "I'm so sorry, Dustin. I should have just hung up." Tears run down my cheeks.
Dear Well....You,
I Amore you, te know that? I think your absolutely astounding, and amazing, and I hope te never change. te make my giorno in every way, and as far as now, you’ve been completely supportive.
I Amore how when I shiver just a bit, te hand me your sweater.
I Amore how te baciare my cheek when I blush.
I Amore te how te smell, and how te taste.
I Amore how te tell me I’m beautiful, even when I look like crap.
I Amore how when I’m just the tiniest bit scared, te tell me everything’s going to be alright.
I Amore how when te speak, sometimes, the most awkwardness things come out, and we joke about it.
I Amore how when I mess up my words, te tease me about it, but don’t make a big deal.
I Amore how te baciare me.
I Amore te completely
Please never change.
Amore Me
I Amore you, te know that? I think your absolutely astounding, and amazing, and I hope te never change. te make my giorno in every way, and as far as now, you’ve been completely supportive.
I Amore how when I shiver just a bit, te hand me your sweater.
I Amore how te baciare my cheek when I blush.
I Amore te how te smell, and how te taste.
I Amore how te tell me I’m beautiful, even when I look like crap.
I Amore how when I’m just the tiniest bit scared, te tell me everything’s going to be alright.
I Amore how when te speak, sometimes, the most awkwardness things come out, and we joke about it.
I Amore how when I mess up my words, te tease me about it, but don’t make a big deal.
I Amore how te baciare me.
I Amore te completely
Please never change.
Amore Me
I sit in the dark. Thinking about Jack. A single tear comes out of my eye, then another. I start to laugh quietly, trying not to wake up my sister. Then, the horrible memory from my awful dream came back to me. I went to the door and paused. I sighed and told myself that nothing is out there but the hallway, the dining room, living room and the kitchen. I took out my phone from my giacca and looked at the time. It's 5:59. I rolled my eyes and opened and closed the door quietly and sat on the soft couch. I started to drift into thoughts about Degrassi, and what it would be like if I went there. Then, a black figure moved across the kitchen. Spooked, I quickly walked to my aunts' laptop and looked up some funny video on youtube.com to keep m off track from the figure. Hours passed, and I am still freaked. Ten minuti later, I calm down and look up some più funny stuff. Ugh! I must be haluccinating from lack of sleep. I rubbed my eyes and went back to my bedroom and passed out.