Blinkthewolfgod

So, uhh, thanks. Your reading this. My situation isn't good, nor is it interesting. Happy endings don't exist, and this is only going to prove my point. I won her, but I lost my best friend in the process. I won't tell you anymore, you'll understand as you read. Go on, and bear in mind, that this is my story. Not the story or a prince or a princess, but me, your average high school boy. *** She left me… I was in shock that night… and I didn't know what to do. She had been drinking, I was there. Not to drink, not to smoke, but to be with her. She didn't know I was there, and I would have rather not that night. "Zane, you know… she's here

"Stay with me, this city can be pretty weird at night." Said Chi, a sixteen year old girl leading two kids through Tokyo to go to a festival, her green eyes transfixed on the road ahead, her long black hair tied up in a pony. "Chi-sama, is Ryosuke-sama gonna be there too?" asked on of the girls, the younger one, Yukina. She was only 7, and was a half breed, her long white hair up in a pony too, her little white dog ears perked up, listening to the sounds around her. Her amber eyes looked behind her at all the nightlife. She was wearing a black kimono, the red obi had been tied tight and was her main reason for complaining, and she had alread

The store was almost empty, it was about 9:30 on a school night. She lead me to the bandages, I guess I was going pretty slow, but I was getting tired. I picked up a small tourniquet like bandage, and tossed it too her gently. "Are these ok?" I yawned, and she nodded. I turned, and headed for the checkout lane. I wasn't expecting her to talk, after all, I was a stranger. I took out a five dollar bill from my wallet and gave it to the clerk. "Ya know…" I said, while we were walking out of the store. "I don't even know your name." Her face became light when she looked at me. She had pretty brown eyes… and it matched her dark brown hair per

Lunch had just ended, I was hungry. Instead of going out like I usually did, I stayed and helped my English teacher in helping freshmen learn diffrent grammer skills. It wasnt the funnest thing to do for lunch, but I felt good walking to my art class. I heard someone call my name behind me, and I spun around to see Jeremy behind me, running into people. "Dude, I am so high..." he said, and rested his elbow on my shoulder. "You shoulda came..." he laughed and stumbled off of me. He'd never done something this stupid before. I was in shock at first, but considering last night... "Jeremy..." I sighed and looked at him... his once bright g