Vas Happenin'?

Don’t believe in rumors.

2012-02-24T20:08:00.000+08:00

Rumors are just rumors. They aren’t the 100% truth, they are twisted stories of what actually happened. They are made mostly because someone hates someone, or they dislike each other. Rumors are only spread to hurt the people the rumors are about. If you hear a rumor, laugh at it, giggle at it, don’t believe it. You can’t believe everything you hear. Don’t be silly enough to believe a pathetic lie until you go and ask the person for the truth. Rumors effect people.

How do you show someone that you’re different from the rest?

2012-01-30T14:39:00.002+08:00

Stay in their life because the rest before you left and gave up on them. It’s simple as that, just don’t go like the people of their past. Through all the bullshit, the tears, the pain, the suffering, the fighting and the heartaches, just stay. Don’t leave them on their own. Make sure you’re always there for them. That’s all you need to do. Love is something worth constantly fighting for, it’s not something you give up on.

Summer Beach

2012-01-12T17:48:00.000+08:00

*Ring Ring* I heard my phone ring and ran like a ninja from the hallway to my bedroom to retrieve it.
“Hello?” I panted.
“Ivy are you ok?” I could hear Chloe’s familiar voice giggling on the other end.
“Yup, just out of breathe.”
“Why, what have you been doing?”
“Nothing I just ran from the hallway to get it.”
“You say ‘from the hallway’ as if you ran a marathon!”
“It felt like it,” I laughed, Chloe joined in the laughter,
“so, anyway, what’s up?”
“Well you know it’s Summer and..”
“Chloe,” I said in a disapproving tone,
“I already told you I don’t want to go to the beach with you.”
“But we got those new bikinis last week and, well, it’s summer! Think of the hot lads!”
“Chloeeeeee…” I whined, knowing it was no use. She was going to talk me into it.
“Ivvyyyyyy…” Chloe copied me,
“You don’t even have to flirt with anyone. You can just lie there and sunbathe, just do your thing, you don’t have to do anything but come with me.”
“Right, fine,” I sighed and gave up,
“But you have to come pick me up.”
“Deal!” Chloe giggled and hung up without telling me a time. I texted her reminding her that I sort of needed to know when she was coming by.
The best advantage of having a seventeen year old best friend..? She has a licence. I know, I know, that sounds like I’m using her - but I’m not. We’ve been best friends since I was ten, four years ago, and she only just got her licence two months ago when she turned seventeen.

Anyways, I walked over to my swimwear drawer and pulled out my jack wills two piece, the pink and white stripy one, and began dressing into it. I then pulled a thin material dress on and some sandals.
‘I’ll be there in ten minutes’ Chloe texted back. I knew by ten minutes she actually meant more like two, so I grabbed a bag and stuffed in some lipgloss, my ipod and money, and stuck some sunglasses on. I ran down the stairs, grabbed my keys from the counter, shoved them in my bag and walked out the door just to see Chloe come speeding down the road. I locked up the house and bounded over to her red beetle and climbed in.
“Honey, you’re looking tanned,” Chloe tilted down her yellow sunglasses to look at my legs,
“Have you already been to the beach without me?”
I stuck out my tongue at her, “No,” I smiled,
“I’m naturally tanned.”
“Just checking,” Chloe pushed her sunglasses back up,
“Buckle up.”
Chloe slammed her foot down on accelerate before I managed to get my seat belt on, and I slid into the door.
“Chloe,”
I complained as I clicked the the seat belt into place. Chloe made a sort of ‘tsk’ sound of dissatisfaction at me, as if I was the one at fault and not her.
It didn’t take long to get to the beach. From my house it was only a ten minute walk, so in the car it took us about three. Chloe nearly caused several crashes on the way and had to swerve round two cars just to park on the sea front. It was a sunny August day, so there where a lot of people out and barely any car spaces, so basically everyone was racing to get to one. We got lucky and Chloe managed to pull into the spot before any one else even saw it - she has eyes like a hawk.

“Right,” Chloe smiled and clambered out of her car,
“Let’s roll.”
“Have you brought the beach towels?” I looked at her, hoping she had so that I didn’t have to lie on the gritty sand.
“Yes,” Chloe nodded, “They’re in the boot.”
“Brill,” I smiled and retrieved a towel for myself.
“So you can just lie on the beach and soak up the sun, like a loner, and I’ll have fun.”
“Thanks, I will,” I smirked at her attempt at talking me into chatting up boys.
Chloe sighed, “So whereabouts are you going to be?”
I scanned the beach and looked for an empty spot. I saw one at the bottom of the stone steps by a family with four children,
“Over there,” I pointed to the spot and hoped no one would take it.
“Right, I’ll be in the water near him,” Chloe pointed to a blonde boy who was splashing around with his taller brunette mate.
“Good luck,” I winked at her and walked off over to the spot.
I lay the towel down on the spot of sand, removed my dress, and lay down on my back on top of the towel. For a few minutes I lay there soaking up the sun, letting the warmth radiate through my skin, but eventually I got bored and pulled my ipod out of my bag and stuck one earbud in, to hear my favourite song playing on full volume. It made me jump when I stuck the earbud in my ear.

I took off my sunglasses when I realised the sun wasn’t all that perturbing, and looking over to Chloe, who already had her tongue stuck down blondies throat. I clicked my tongue in dissapprovement and smiled in slight amazement at how she just had this natural ability of charming boys. After four years it still somewhat surprised me how quickly she could wrap them round her finger and get them to do just about anything. I laughed when a wave hit the two of them and they both slipped and went crashing and tumbling through the water until they washed up on the sand on top of one another and continued kissing.

I looked to the side of me and fumbled through my bag for my phone to check the time, and when I turned back an older boy had placed himself beside me. I scanned him, focusing mostly on his outfit - a stripy blue and white top, cream chinos and brown toms. He head brunette hair that lazily flopped to one side, and striking blue eyes with flecks of green, with long black eyelashes framing them. His skin was tanned, his body toned, and he had this cheeky little smile…
“Hello,” he said with a cute little accent.
“Hi,” I looked at him with wonder in my eyes, confused as to why he was speaking to me.
“So how’s your day going,” he smirked and winked at me.
“It’s ok,” I turned away from him and looked over at Chloe,
“yours?”
“It’s getting better,” he laughed.
“Is that so?” I didn’t turn to look at him as I spoke, just continued looking forwards.
“Yeah,” he nodded and followed my gaze to look at Chloe,
“Looks like my friends scored.”
“That’s your friend?” I jerked my head quickly to look at him.
“Yeah, that’s Niall, one of my best mates,” he furrowed his eyebrows,
“Why?”
“Because him and my best friend are sharing saliva..” I laughed.
“Oh,” he laughed too,
“So, do you have a boyfriend?”
“No,” I smiled and shook my head, which made my ponytail flick side to side,
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
“No, but I’d like one,” I knew he was flirting. It didn’t really bother me, because he was actually quite cute. It was just sort of strange that we’d only just met.
“What’s your name by the way?” I asked.
“I’m Louis Tomlinson,” he smiled as if he was like a celebrity or something,
“Who are you?”
“I’m Ivy,” I bit my lip.
“Well, Ivy,” Louis smiled,
“Would you like to go and get some ice-cream or something?”
“Is this like a date… or something?” I smirked at how I’d sort of copied his sentence.
“Only if you want it to be,” he stood up and held out his hand to help me up. Once I was standing, he didn’t let go, but entwined his fingers with mine.
“I think it could be, if you want it to be I mean,” I started the sentence confident but then realised I might sound a bit pushy…
“I’d like that,” Louis nodded.

The whole day was great. We went out for ice-cream, I met his three other best friends - Zayn, Louis and Harry (Niall was still snogging Chloe on the beach), and at the end of the day he walked me home and kissed me on my doorstep. All in all, I was glad I had agreed to the whole beach event with Chloe. At ten o clock, whilst I was lying in bed trying to sleep, I got a text from Louis.
‘Good night sweetheart, I’ll see you tomorrow.’
And when I asked him where we were going, he replied
‘I don’t care, along as I’m with you’.
I must remember to go along with everything Chloe suggests from now on!

That One Thing

2012-01-11T19:20:00.001+08:00

I danced around with my friends in the middle of the school hall, my short black dress twirling round with me. I was having fun, it would be more fun if I actually had a date to prom, but it’s still nice to have a laugh with my friends.

After the song finished we went and stood by the food, a slow song was playing and seeing as all my friends have boyfriends they all went off to dance with them, leaving me standing like a loner on my own, thanks guys.

I looked down at my hands, playing with the ring on my finger so it looked like I actually had something to do. A pair of feet appeared infront of me and I looked up to see Louis. He was a couple years above me but I’d been crushing on him for aslong as I can remember. With his swooping brown hair and green-blue eyes who wouldn’t be?

“Hi, I’m Louis.” he smiled.

“Briana, but call me Bree.” I said shyly.

“I couldn’t help but notice you stood on your own, and how beautiful you look, would you want to dance?” he asked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“I’d love to.” I smiled.

He held out his hand and I took it, he led me to the middle of the dance floor and wrapped his arms round my waist while mine went up to his neck. We slow danced for a while, I rested my head on his shoulder.

“I’ve actually wanted to talk to you all night,” he admitted.

I looked up at him, looking him in the eyes with my black ones,

“Then why didn’t you?” I asked, moving my black hair out of my eyes.

“I was enjoying watching you dance to much.” he laughed, going red a little on the cheeks.

“Oh, so you were spying on me?” I joked, hitting him on the chest.

“Maybe.” he said still laughing.

The song changed to a fast one and Louis started dancing like a maniac, so I decided to join in, people were looking at us weirdly but I guess my schools used to Louis by now. I danced with Louis all night and got to know him better, meaning my crush on him grew by 1000xx. After the last dance, which was a slow one, I walked out with my friends, grabbed my coat and was getting ready to go home.

“Bree!” Louis’ voice called.

I turned around to see him stood infront of me,

“Hey!” he said.

“Hi” I laughed.

“How’re you getting home?” he asked me looking down.

“Well, my friends mum was gonna give me a lift, why?” I asked.

“Oh right, well I was gonna offer to walk you.” he smiled at me.

“Oh okay, well that sounds like more fun.” I smiled up at him.

We walked over to my group of frieds who were stood by the car,

“I’m going to walk home with Louis.” I said to them and walked back over to where he was waiting.

“Be good!” Lucy shouted to us winking.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, trust her I laughed. As we left the school grounds and started walking down the pathway Louis hand found mine in the darkness and linked our fingers together. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face, our hands fit together perfectly, his thumb ran over my knuckles absentmindedly as we walked.

We reached my house and stood looking at each other for a minute until he reached into the pocket on his jacket and took the rose out and handed it to me.

“White roses, they stand for youthfulness, heavenly and mean I am worthy of you.” I smiled and said, more to myself then to him.

“I know, that’s why I’m giving it to you.” he said.

I looked up at him, holding the rose close to me with one hand and holding his hand with the other.

“I really like you Bree.” he smiled genuinly.

“I really, really like you too.” I replied with a small giggle.

“I love that giggle.” he said as he moved a piece of my hair out of my eyes,

“Would you like to get something for lunch with me tomorrow?” he asked hopefully.

“Of course!” I said through a big smile.

“Good.” he replied, he leaned down and kissed me on the cheek, leaving his lips there for an extra second,

“I’ll see you tomorrow Bree.” he said.

I watched him walked of down the road, holding the rose up to my nose to smell it…