Thursday, January 22, 2009

A Box In Her Pocket Final

She touched the box in her pocket and smiled. Knowing that no matter how far her love is moving he would always love her. Nothing could separate them; nothing could make one doubt the other. He proposed to her the day of his flight. It was last minute, but she loved him, and she knew he loved her. That was also the reason he was leaving her to go to another state, halfway across the nation. Just because neither of their parents agreed that they were good for each other. Maybe this was because they started going out at a young age, or maybe because they lied a lot, or because they snuck out at night together. Here’s their story:
Chris was a fourteen year old boy; who was in 8th grade, and attended Mill Creek Middle School. He was very fond of dancing, but his grades were always first priority. He wasn’t a straight a student, but never got less than a 3.5 GPA. He got along with his parents most of the time, and made friends with almost anyone. He was very athletic, and did track and football at school. His favorite dance was breakin’, as in break dancing, he was a pro.
Then comes Alexia, a fifteen year old sophomore girl; attended Thomas Jefferson High School. She was and outstanding track star, and a killer point guard for JV. Besides running track, and playing basketball, Alexia had a spark for dancing. This was a very minor part of her life; she didn’t do it much, only when people asked her to. Her grades were very dear to her, she didn’t try hard in school, she barley tried at all; but her grades were important to her.
These two didn’t have much in common when they first met, or thought they didn’t, but boy oh boy were they wrong. These two love birds met at break practice. At first they didn’t really know who they were but, soon when they started breakin’ more and more, they started getting to know each other. But this wasn’t the first place they met, they had met earlier that year when those two and 4 others went to a break competition together. They talked, and sat together at this competition. They also laughed, watched the show, cheered, and took pictures, ECT.
Then they started their very own break practice with 6 people. Three of them brothers, Chris, Nigel, and Luis; and the other three were best friends, Alexis, Shana, and Rene. They practiced hard; they practiced school days, weekends, whenever they could to perfect their routine. The whole crew met up at Alexis’s house to practice, and the beach wasn’t that far from her house. On the hot days, when they finished early, everyone agreed to walk down to the beach. Down at the beach, they walked on the dock alone, talked and had a good time. At first they didn’t notice but they didn’t look forward to break practice anymore, but instead they looked forward to seeing each other. That same day the whole group decided to play Truth or Dare. Sooner or later, one of Chris’s brother dared Chris to kiss Alexis, and he did. He put his arm around her, and leaned over and gave her a soft, gentle kiss. If you ever meet Chris, he will say that is the most treasured moment with Alexis.


The two got to know each other better and better, and they both realized that they liked the other. One day one the phone Chris asked her if she liked him, and she answered she did. Right then and there Chris asked her out, and she said “Yes.” It made him feel like the happiest man in the world. Time passed, the couple got closer and closer and couldn’t live without each other. Then strategy struck the two’s perfect relationship. Rumors started spreading, parents didn’t want them together, jealous friend tried breaking them apart, parents from both sides refused to let the two meet. This called for drastic measures, so Chris, not having his license, started to take the car out at night during summer to go see Alexis. This is how the two met each other until 2 months later Chris got caught getting back into the house. Since that day, the couple have been in trouble, but never gave up hope, and today they still are together, and show no signs of fading love.

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