|A Thousand Years
Author: KendallWritesBooks PM
This is a story I based off of Christina Perri's song "A Thousand Years". I totally love that song but I hate Twilight! *I have ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHTS to this song!* All rights to her!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Friendship - Chapters: 6 - Words: 6,107 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 05-04-12 - Published: 04-18-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3014624
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A Thousand Years
Chapter 1: Heartbeats Fast
Colors and promises
My heart beats fast when I see him come around the corner. I looked down at my work I was doing and I didn't think he saw me. Jack Mann is his name and I have had a crush on him since third grade. Now we are seniors and guess what - my heart still beats fast whenever I see him.
Maybe I should introduce myself. I'm Paisley Jenkins, class president, violist, and A-B honor roll student (B in calculus). I have medium length ebony hair and brown eyes. I am short for my age and I almost always wear the color navy blue, but don't ask me why because I don't know.
Jack has brown hair that just falls over his blue eyes. He is much taller than me even though I used to be taller than him. He plays football but that isn't why I like him. He is really nice and always has been. His parents have a lot of money but he doesn't think he's better than everyone because of it. He is my friend, but then again, he's everyone's friend. Literally. When he walks down the hall it's like, "hi Jack," "hey Jack," "what's going on Jack?" "'sup Jack,"
I watched him sit down two seats in front of me. My best friend, Yvonne Shepherd, who sat behind me taps my shoulder and says in a sing-song voice, "Oh Paisley! Whatcha lookin' at?"
I snapped around and said, "Nothing."
Yvonne raised an eyebrow and nodded slowly. "Uh-huh. Yeah. Okay. Whatever. Yep."
I slapped her arm playfully. "Shut up," I muttered, smiling. I told Yvonne that I liked him back in sixth grade. I didn't think that she thought I still liked him now since it had been almost six years.
"Class, attention, attention!" My language arts teacher, Mrs. Cee, said. "As you know, today we will start Romeo and Juliet."
Most of the class moaned.
"Oh, it won't be that bad," she assured us. "In fact, it might be fun!"
Uh-oh. Whenever Mrs. Cee told us that something would be fun it usually involved a play or something since she was also the drama teacher.
"We will be doing the play!"
"This week we will be looking over it and next week will be try outs. Please take a copy from the back table, please."
When we had been re-seated, Mrs. Cee asked who wanted to be Juliet. There was no reply.
"Alright, then, I'll choose. How about… Paisley Jenkins."
Typical, I thought. I walked to the front of the room with my book.
"And who wants to be Romeo?"
Again, no answer.
"Okay then, Jack Mann."
This day is getting way too typical, I thought. Mrs. Cee chose some other people to be the other characters. Yvonne was Lady Capulet, which I found ironic. We got all the way through scene three by the time class ended.
"Goodbye, students!" Mrs. Cee called.
"I'm going to sign you up for Juliet's part," Yvonne told me.
"No, you're not," I replied. Yvonne then stood up to her full height, which was very tall.
"Yes, I am," she declared. Whenever Yvonne says something like that, it will happen.
"Fine, fine," I laughed. I tried to open my locker. I did the code, but it didn't work. I tried again, but to no avail. In frustration I hit my locker.
"Need some help?" a familiar voice asked. It was Jack's. I really hoped that my face wasn't red, but I'm sure it was.
"Um, yeah, sure," I muttered, stepping away.
"What's the code?" he asked. Usually, I would never give my lock combination to anyone, but what the heck this was Jack. I whispered it to him, and of course, it popped open easily.
"Thanks," I said. I kept looking down, but I felt that I was not being very, nice, so I smiled at him. He smiled back and I almost died.
"Bye," he said.
"Bye," I muttered back. I turned around to see Yvonne smiling slyly.
"What?" I demanded.
"You know," replied Yvonne, grinning.