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    When We Were Young

     

    Well anyway, like I said, I was beyond happy when she finally succumbed to my relentless attempts at striking up a friendship. Only, my euphoria was short-lived. Cause little did I know, that while I was busy chipping away at her stubborn walls, Mark was already at the other side of the fence, securing his place in her heart.

     

    The three of us became an inseparable team. Tina, the once neat and tidy homebody, came out of her shell and happily wreaked havoc in our neighborhood with me and Mark. We were so carefree, having the time of our lives, spending our youth together every single day. We delighted so much in each other’s company that I paid no mind to all the times that I felt left out by the two. I hated the feeling, I must admit, but what else could I do? I couldn’t bear to think of leaving Tina alone with Mark ever, and if that meant that I would play the part of the third-wheel, then so be it.

     

    There where it times when it got unbearably difficult though.

     

    “Why do I always have to be it?” I remember complaining one hot summer’s day at the playground, my feet digging into the sand and my crossed arms firmly locked on my chest in defiance.

     

    “Cause you’re older than us.” Tina pointed out calmly.

     

    “That’s not reason enough.” I harrumphed. That’s why I never lorded my age at them anymore, they always came back at me with it during moments like this one.

     

    “C’mon B, you’re the best hide-and-seek player out there. I’m sure you’ll find us in record time and then you won’t have to be it anymore.” Mark tells me, tugging gently at the end of my shirt, his blue eyes ripe with pleading.

     

    See, this is how they manipulate me. First, Mark massages my ego. Then when I’m all calm and unaware, Tina goes for the jugular and renders me incapable of doing anything but what they wanted me to do in the first place.

     

    “And I’m the worst player ever. Remember last time I was it? I scrapped my knee when I was trying to get into the spot where you were hiding. I could get hurt again, ya know..” Tina put on her most pathetic face, banking on the knowledge that I was a sucker for a well-executed pout.

    Comments

    1. 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 ^^

    2. 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!!

    3. 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.

    4. 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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