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This is a story I wrote last summer. A lot of meaning was put into it. I don't write stories that much. But this is my favourite piece of short story writing. Comments are love biggrin

You play the final notes on your guitar to finish your song. And boy, did you play them well. But then it reminds me of how truly pathetic I am. That I am only just beginning to play songs on my guitar, when you have already perfected it.
But that is the last thing in the world that makes me pathetic. I am pathetic because I can not tell you that I like you. Though even if I try to, it would seem pointless, because you'd probably never take me back. I had my chance, and I think I blew it. Although if I could go through that one day again, I'd would probably turned out differently. But who can really turn back time. I look down at my feet full of shame.
"Ally, Did I play that song bad?” I look up. Of course not.
"Joel, you know you played that song in the best way possible. Dude, you damn well know it that one day you'll be famous guitarist. I'm sure of it." I replied back. You looked a rather flattered with yourself. But I think it's true. You should be famous. Even though that would mean the only time I'd get to see you would be on the television. I'd still be very happy.
"I'm not usually the person to pick into peoples thoughts but, you look so sad. What’s wrong?” Joel asks me. I look into his eyes. They were jam packed full with concern for me. I looked away. Why me? You're not supposed to like me anymore. At least I don't think as much as I like you.
I look back into his eyes. His green-hazel eyes. I couldn't decide which colour they were. I just knew that I could get lost looking into them.

"The strands in your eyes,
That colour them wonderful,
Stop me and steal my breath"

I finally came to the decision, they were green. Although they had a gray tinge to them, they reminded me of a forest. A forest that held many mysteries and secrets that I'd never know about.

"Emeralds from mountains,
Thrust towards the sky,
Never revealing their depth."

Yet all that didn't matter because you were just another lost cause.
"Silly. There's nothing wrong with me". I moved my eyes away to avoid his gaze. I was telling him a lie and I SUCK at telling even the easiest lies.
"Alright, but with the way you've been acting today, that doesn't seem all that convincing."
Dammit. Should have seen that one coming.
"C'mon, Ally, I'm your friend. At least give me a hint." Joel says.
Oh no. Not this dirty little trick. He's going to ask one question, and then he'll ask another. Then he'll eventually find out that I like him. For heavens sake, don't fall for it Ally, don't!
"It...involves......you." I stammered.
You IDOIT! See what you get yourself into? Surprised that I actually said those words, I wanted to leave before matters got worse than it already was.
"So...What about me?"
Unless Joel was ridiculously clueless, he should of had a pretty damn good idea of what I was going to say next. This was like something I had done before, about a few times. And each of them failed with the simple answer, "No.", with no explanation. And yet I still held on.
What really was the point of doing this again. Wasting precious minutes of my life on something that would never happen. Without looking at him, I said:
"I'm so sorry,....but there's no point in telling you."
Before he could say a single word, I stood up to depart from the workshop. I didn't want this to continue. Tears started to roll down my cheeks as I proceed to the door. I was giving up.
"Wait.."
Joel grabbed my hand before I could exit out the door.

"Tell me, that we belong together,
Dress it up, with the trappings of love."

I stood there, awe-struck. I couldn't believe that you were holding my hand. And this feeling. It was the same feeling I had when I hugged you for the first, and maybe last time, I couldn't help but cry silently. But I didn't dare turn around because I knew, that these water droplets would make any difference.
"...Don't go" Joel said quietly. I didn't budge. But I wanted to run away. My feet just wouldn't move to escape.
"Would there be a point, if I wanted to listen?"
I let go of his hand and turned to face him. Although I was looking at the floor, so I didn't look upon your face immediately. When I did, I was glad because you were wearing your smile. And that was just enough for me to gather up the courage to tell you how I felt. For once and for all.
I wiped my tears of regret off my face. I looked into your eyes and nodded. There was definitely a point.

"I'll be captivated,
I'll hang from your lips,
Instead of the gallows,
Of heartache,
That hang from above"

I walked back to where I was sitting before and seated myself down. My mind was racing, Where should I begin? What should I say? This was too much drama for one day. You sat yourself on a chair about diagonally away from me. I pulled myself together and opened my mouth to tell you what I had to say.
But unfortunately, that'll never happen, not for us, at least. To you, we were just a joke. Everything I did, meant nothing. Even for the months that I actually had you, it was just was all lies. Because you never liked me in the first place.
So now I lie on my bed, 9 months later, realizing that I should of looked away when I first saw Joel Tucker walk through that classroom door.

"I'll be your crying shoulder,
I'll be love suicide,
I'll be better when I'm older,
I'll be the greatest fan of your life..."

Thank you. crying Everyone finds it sad..