TimeIsNotAPromise

                                                                                                           Part One:
Scarlett: I tossed and turned searching desperatly for his face untill  finnaly he's there right in front me. His beautiful face wears a huge grin pointed at me and I can't help the smile that rips across my face. He slowly aproaches me and in his delicate way lifted a hand to stroke my cheek. I flinch away from his touch, and I'm lying alone in my bed. I sqeeze my eyes shut trying to stay with him but it's no use he's gone. I've seen him in my dreams every night since we met at camp last year but aside from my fairytale world not once.
Narrator: Scarlett lifted herself out of a cozzy bed. She took another hard look at the cold cruel world around her and wandered towards the kitchen tearing a note left for her off the door as she went inside. She read the note on her way to the refrigerator. "Pick up some milk and chesse for us would you hunny?" she read to her self as she reached in and took out some apple jucie. She took a swigg then put it back knotted up her hair and started to walk to the store.
* She got the things she needed quickly in a rush to get back home. Unfourtunatly the line was unuasualy long. She waited impatiently taping her foot angrily on the concreate flooring."Come on! How long's this gonna take?!" she yelled at the bag boy which turned a few heads. "Scarlett?" said a friendly voice "Scarlett Richter?".
"Who wants to know?" she asked as she turned her head eyes on full glare."Lucas?Hey!" she said,"Gosh i haven't seen you sense camp!"
"I know!" he huged her and they reminisced for a bit "Uh Scar theres something i never got to do at camp and its kinda bugging me."
"Whats that Lucas?"
"Ask you out." 
                                                                                                            PartTwo:
Scarlett waited nervously at the looking for him out the window every thirty seconds.When her father came home she flew out the door "Lucas!" she yelled at him and blushed when she realized who it was. She went back to the couch and waited again. After a few hours she began to lose faith in him and by midnight she had given up all together. So she gave up and went to sleep for the night. That night when she woke into her dream world she only saw him for a moment and only heard one word "Sorry." Then she woke up. "Sorry," she whispered to herself ,"You just broke my heart into a million peices and all you have to say ,is sorry!?" She cringed and forced herself to get up.
She was so down that morning that she almost crawled into the kitchen her parents were at home and well aware of what had happened. So they did what most parents would tell her about other peoples troubles and there is no better place to find those than the abituarey.