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    When We Were Young

    Story written on July 9, 2010 by Alchemy10.
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    “Tina doesn’t believe me when I tell her that I loved her from the beginning. But I did. Honest to God, I really did.”

     

    “My name’s Bette, what’s yours?” I clumsily try again, following after her all over the crowded garden like a lost puppy.

     

    She presses her lips together and keeps mum.

     

    “It’s short for Elizabeth. My mom named me after her favorite actress.. Elizabeth Taylor, I think. I heard she was really pretty. And kinda slutty too, my sister said, but I don’t know what that means.” Yeah, I was still trying to make conversation. I have to admit, I look pretty foolish trying to speak to the back of her head. But I was desperate, and desperation was deaf to any form of reason and blind to even the biggest of prides. “What about you? Who did your mom name you after?”

     

    Just like before, she refused to answer. The girl didn’t give me the satisfaction of hearing her delightful accent again.

     

    And I had no one else to blame but myself. I wanted to slap myself on the forehead with my palm for my stupidity. The one person I couldn’t wait to hear speak, wouldn’t even talk to me. Would not even give me the time of day. And whose fault was it? Yeah.. mine. Kids say the darndest things, huh? Nah.. I say the inappropriate ones. Just my luck.

     

    The pigtailed blonde ignored me completely. She lavished attention on my cousin though.

     

    That was the first time I felt like strangling a person to death on his birthday.

     

    “You’re Mark, right? Happy birthday..” She smiled shyly at my cousin when she finally chanced on him by the trampoline, handing him a nicely wrapped present that her mother had asked her to give on their behalf.

     

    “Thank you..” Mark grinned in that boyish way of his, doing the thing that kids do when they received a gift.. shaking it beside his ear and trying to guess its contents.

     

    “I think its one of those G.I. Joe action figures..” The blonde spoils the surprise, but does it with an endearing smile that she is quickly forgiven.

     

    “Really? Awesome! I like G.I. Joe.” Mark beams from ear to ear. In the near distance, I gave out a loud snort; whether he heard me or not, he did not show. He likes G.I Joe, huh? What a liar. I grew up with that boy; he came to live with us since his mother, my mom’s unmarried younger sister, died in childbirth. He was like my brother, and being very close in age, he was my bestfriend too. So  bottom line was, I knew that kid inside out. He used to like G.I Joe, but that changed when I started teasing him and calling his action figures “boy Barbies” – cause really, that’s what they were right? Whichever way you look at it, action figures were still dolls.

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    12. Wow.. It was a long post. But am I greedy if I tell you I want more? :P Thanks much for sharing this sweet and fantastic story with us. You have portrayed Bette’s thoughts and feelings so well and articulately. Look forward to your next post ^^

    15. Nice to hacve you back with this one. I love the long postso I am already enjoying the reading before even starting reading it lol. Okay going to read now!!

    17. Thoroughly enjoyed this story. It capatured all the feelings and nuances of first love. All that one feels, the heightened feelings of joy just seeing her, being in her presence and the misery when she wouldn’t acknowledge you. Great story. Thanks for sharing and posting.

    18. Dearest Alchemy10, you always write very mesmerizing stories. Bette becomes very human, clumsy, cute but nevertheless attractive under your pen. Thank you for the entertaining story, I hope you will continue to spin more tales.

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