Hi. I'm Janice. I am the one who was fortunate and unfortunate enough to witness a classic high school love story.
My high school. Woodbrooke High. Normal, right? Yes.
Me, I'm just a cute, dark, not thin girl who was known throughout the school as the Most Likely To Succeed girl. You know the type. Or not.
I was just 14 when all of this happened...
My friends and I were sitting in the rec room of one of my buddies' houses. His name was Courtney Mitchell. He was not there yet though.
"Jan! you suck!" Tonou Moriitsu laughed. We call him Tony. His face always had a playful grin on it. He had styled silky black hair, and Asian eyes that were surprisingly blue .
"I don't! I'm winning Tony!" I replied. We were playing football with each other on the PS2. We never could quite commit to the XBox. We remained loyal to Sony.
"I don't get it... what's a touchdown?" my friend Sandra Mitchell asked, gazing at a magazine featuring an article on Orlando Bloom. She's not so sports-informed.
"It's when you get to the other side of the field. you know? The one with the pretty picture on it?" Kai Lasalle teased.
"Alright Kai? Watch it!" Sandra warned. She flashed her black eyes at him, which were glaring under thick brown, styled mind you, bangs. However, there was a smile on her smooth, ivory face.
Kai laughed. He had white-blond hair, which was shoulder length, and his eyes were the color of the sea. His face was always clever and with a grin. He has pretty teeth. He was sitting next to me, waiting for a loser to emerge.
"So Jan? Who are you going to the dance with?" he asked. There was a dance, yes... at the end of the month.
"I'm going with Courtney. We're going out, remember?" I said. Kai knew this. After all, no matter how many boyfriends I have, he'll always be my BFF, so he knows everything about me. We've known each other since I was born. He's older by a year, so you know.
Kai gave me a hug, almost causing me to miss an interception.
"Aw CRAP!" Tony yelled. I ran the full length of the field making a touchdown.
"Thanks Kai. Your graceful hug helped me to get a touchdown."
Kai grinned, still embracing me. I grabbed a pillow and smacked him on the head. Soon, the basement was engulfed in a steel-cage pillow match. Luckily, Coutney's mom buys cotton pillows, not feather. Smart huh?
I heard the jangling of car keys somewhere, and, me boing smothered underneath Sandra, Kai, and five pillows, looked to see who was there.
"Hey you guys? I left for ten minutes and this is what I find? I'm thourghly ashamed of you youngsters!" boomed a voice.
Everyone glanced toward the steps descending into the rec room. It was Courtney!
"Hey C!" we all said in unison. We looked then at each other, laughing.
"Aw snap! Attack of the clones run!" Coutney exclaimed, laughing in his sweet voice. Coutney sat on the stairs, swirling his keys in his hand. His bright chocolate eyes shone from underneath his side-sweeped bang. His deep brown skin was spotless, except for the scar on his cheek. The really cool one.
"Did you get the movie?" I asked. Sandra stood up, stretching her arms. Kai went next, helping me up too. I found that my hair was stuck in one of his many earrings. three on one ear. While we untangled it, Courtney walked over to the DVD player.
"Yeah. A bootleg copy of the Amytiville Horror, and my copy of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre... Wanna watch?"
And that was one of the only scenes that made sense in the weeks that followed. Really, it was the last ordinary day we had as friends. Because a group with three gorgeous boys and two girls is bound to have some sorts of problems.
The next time we saw each other, jealousy and angered flared up while Coutney and I stood motionless... outside of this barrier that stood between us and them. And a fierce battle was emerging on their side... and it couldn't and wouldn't be stopped... till it was too late...
(Hope you like this story... and I hope it wasn't too long... I'm used to writing long chapters! Critique is welcome and encouraged. I'm using this story to get an A+ in Creative Writing Class! )