First Page Of A Creative Writing Rough Draft

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First Page Of A Creative Writing Rough Draft

Chapter One
I sat in my fifth period keyboarding class; smiling and talking to my classmates for the last time that school. It was finally the last day of school, and I’d soon be home to spend my summer like every other teenager- lounging by the pool and partying with my best friends Christie and Mikala. Oh, yeah, and hopefully getting close to my new “heart’s desire”. His name was Joe, and he was the most gorgeous creature I had ever seen (which, coming from me, is truly saying something). He stood six foot, two inches tall, with hair that was styled up perfectly in an almost emo style. He had powerful dark eyes that drew me on, as though they were dangerous sirens leading me into a deadly whirlpool, and I was a naïve creature, perfectly contempt with losing myself in their song.
He wore skinny jeans no matter what the weather, and damn could he pull off the look better than any model I’d ever seen. Besides that, his wardrobe contained only band tee’, a few plaid shirt, and an adorable lack and purple striped hoodie. I was taken with both amazement and curiosity from the first time I met him, and both increased every time I was lucky enough to see him. One of which, thanks to the good grace of God, would be today… as soon as the damned dismissal bell rang.
Usually I was all for the last day of school, ruing the fact that I didn’t spend more time with my friends when I had the chance, and spending my last minutes in the middle of a crowd, excitedly squealing about my plans for the next three months. Today, I was more than ready for the bell; couldn’t wait to walk out of the Shylock School for Girls and walk to the public park down the road, where Joe would undoubtedly be waiting to see me, hopefully at least half as anxious to see me as I was to see him.
After what felt like three hours, the final bell finally rang, and I grabbed my purse and cell phone and rushed for the door, where Christie and Mikala were already waiting for me....

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