Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Greg

Greg is in love with Courtney, I can tell. He doesn't want to be with me - Ever. even when its just the two of us in my bedroom all he wants to do is sleep. Sleep! He can't appreciate the fact that I won the school beauty pageant three years in a row and now I'm a model. No - he doesn't care that he's dating the youngest daughter of the richest man in town. I don't know that much about Greg, except he's in love with Courtney.  One night when I slept over at his dads house [my car broke down] I found notes written to Courtney! I was furious! I couldn't talk to him about it that night though. His dad put me in his room and he slept in the rec. room in the basement. "No hanky panky" his dad said. Yea sure Mr. D., no hanky panky ever with this boy.
I didn't really sleep that night anyways, a storm hit that night, and the weather man didn't say anything about it coming. Right next to Greg's room there is a tree outside - it scared me. It scraped against the window, like it was trying to get to me.
My car didn't really break down that night. I don't even know where it is right now. It - it drove off by itself. My dad bought me a new one, no big deal, hes a millionaire anyways, he can afford another car for his youngest daughter. The car I had was a convertible, I begged for it for my 16th birthday, and right after I got my license. It was baby blue, with a white stripe down the side. But if the top wasn't down I don't know if I'd be even here right now...
I think I know where the girls went, but I think it might be even too late now...

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