1001+Flat+Tales

**Hi, my name is** **Sam =] ** **Siblings: Brothers. **
 * Grade: 8th **
 * Best Holiday: Chris tmas **
 * Birth Month: June **
 * Career Goals: uhmmm yah i dont know yet =) **
 * Favorite Band(s): We the Kings, Forever the sickest kids, **
 * Favorite Food: FOOD. lol. just in general ;DD **
 * Favorite Munchies: Lays =) **
 * Favorite soft drink: <span style="color: rgb(241, 9, 9);">Coca Cola **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Favorite Subject: Social studies :]] **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Pet Peeve: nothing **
 * <span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Pets: Kitty =D **

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Walking down the stone path, on her way to catch the morning bus. Torrie Reynolds was wearing her dark blue skinnies, black converse, and her purple hoodie. In her ears were white headphones, as she was listening to her IPhone. “//I couldn’t sleep last night I walked alone, on the beach we’re we always used to go- when we couldn’t hook up at home//,” she sang along. Music was her favorite thing in the world. It matters most to her, along with her friends. In fact, her voice was actually quite nice. Many people praised her when she sang, though she took no notice to it.

She waited at the bus stop, as the bus turned onto the street. With her, waited Michael and Lucas. As the bus driver opened the door, she stepped in, and took her favorite seat on the bus-the fourth seat in, on the right side- and sat in it. Lucas, her next-door neighbor followed, and sat a couple of seats back. Next came Michael, and she greeted him with a quick hello. Janelle, her best friend came on and sat with her, as Lily, her sister sat in the next seat over.

“Hey Torr what’s up?” said Janelle. “Nothing much, just tired…I stayed up late last night, getting music onto my phone,” Torrie replied. “Again? Haha you’re such a music-freak. But that’s why we love you!” Janelle took out her IPod touch, as the bus moved into the next bus stop, on Cedar Street. A few more people came on the bus, Amy, Kevin, and Marie, a few people Torrie was friends with. She greeted them all with “Hi’s” and “hello’s”.

The bus pulled in to the 75-acre White Plains High School. Everyone filed off the bus, and into the building. The School has more than 50 clubs, literary publications, and performing arts groups, in addition to over 45 athletic teams.

She walked to her Locker, still listening to her music. “//’Cause you’re everywhere to me, and when I close my eyes it’s you I see. You’re everything I know that makes me believe-I’m not alone. You’re everywhere to me, and when I catch my breath it’s you I breathe. You’re everything I know that makes me believe- I’m not alone. You’re in everyone I see. So tell me-do you see me?”// When she finished singing she noticed a group friends we’re staring at her, smiling and clapping

“Thank you, Thank you. I’ll be here till Friday. Feel free to tip,” joked Torrie. Minnie, Kimberly, and Charlotte, her 3 other best friends, along with Alexia, Cyle, Dennys, Rudolfo, and Jonathan. The group was known as L.P.C, well the girls were. They had started that when they were in seventh grade. L.P.C. stood for “Latino Plains Chicas”, because number 1, they lived in White Plains, also called ‘Latino plains’ because of all the Hispanics that live there. And number 2, it was only a girl thing, hence the ‘Chicas’.

Torrie loved the names of her friends, because they were either spelled strange, or uncommon. Cyle’s name is pronounced Kyle; Dennys is pronounced Dennis. And Rudolfo isn’t too common. Jonathan doesn’t like to be called Jon, but only Torrie is allowed to call him Johnny.

“Ayyy Johnny-boy!” screamed Torrie, as she ran over to hug him.

“Hello, mi amor,” he replied, as he hugged her tightly back.

“I love you! Haha.” They often joked around like that, because they had known each other since they had been kids. The truth was, they really //did// love each other, but only as brother-sister. Jonathan knew that Torrie was secretly in love with Zach, the school’s well known-bad boy. She hadn’t told anyone else, because she knew they would all disapprove. He’s the type of guy that only wants a girl to use her.

“Lets go to the movies this Friday! We’ll see Friday the thirteenth,” said Cyle.

“Yeah! Lets see that. It’ll scare the snot out of Torrie…also because this Friday //is// the thirteenth. But don’t tell her, or she wont come,” said Dennys. Dennys Rivera, also had a secret, though everyone knew it. Except for Torrie. He has been in love with her for the past 3 years, but he couldn’t tell her, because he didn’t want to risk their friendship. * * * Torrie walked through the crowd, searching for her friends. Finally, she saw Charlotte and Rudolfo, making out on the bench. She laughed to herself quietly, as she quickly made it towards them, sneaking up on them.

“And what are //you// doing missy?” she jeered. Charlotte blushed, turning a shade of red. “Hey Torr.” “Where’s everyone else?” asked Torrie. “Oh they went to go buy the tickets.” Charlotte answered. “But I didn’t give them my money yet.” “Don’t worry, Jonathan is paying for you.” “What a sweetheart,” Torrie said, as two large arms went around her. She turned around and saw it was Jonathan. “Why thank you ma’am,” he joked. Just then, Zach walked by. He noticed Torrie out of the corner of his eye. He walked up to her, smiling slightly as he said, ”What movie are you going to see?” “Friday the 13th,” said Dennys coldly. “Sweet. Me too. Wanna go together?” he only directed this question to Torrie. Torrie’s heart was pounding into her chest almost making it hard for her to breathe. She nodded, not to fast, to make it not seem like she’s desperate plus if she nodded any faster she might have become a little light headed, as she took her ticket from Jonathan, and walked away from her friends, not realizing who she was hurting in the process. * * * They sat all the way in the back, in the third to last row, in the center. Zach put up the armrest up, and placed his arm around Torrie. She felt like all 16 years of her life was meant to lead up to this. As the movie started, she snuggled up to Zach, barely paying attention to the movie. During the movie, he put his arm around her, and she blushed. * * * Next, he took her out to dinner, at a restaurant out in the middle of White plains. Every few minutes, he would take out his phone and text someone. “So…. Who you texting?” she asked, very bored. “Girls.” He said abruptly. //How rude,// she thought. //Looks like the rumors about him were true….// She wanted to leave, immediately. She sat there, for 20 minutes, eating, and thinking of a way to get out of this ‘date’. “So... you wanna go somewhere else?” he winked at her. She saw this as a chance to get away. They were walking back to his car. “Well actually im pretty tired,” she lied. “awww come on! Lets go to my friend’s house. He’s having a party…there’s gonna be alcohol!” He said gleefully. “No thanks. I don’t drink.” She said sternly. He started pulling on her arm,” Come on now! Loosen up babe.” “No,” she protested. She kept trying to pull away. Zach kept pulling her back. “Stop.” A hand was pulling Zach away from Torrie. “She said she doesn’t want to go” “Dennys!” said Torrie, with tears in her eyes. As soon as she spoke, Zach got a grasp on reality, and started punching Dennys. “Stop it!” yelled Torrie. Dennys got up, and started punching back at Zach, until he couldn’t get up. “Don’t worry Torrie. He wont hurt you again.” * * *