Joke

b Don’t Want an Ending Jeremy I stared into her emerald green eyes. I just couldn't hold it back anymore; I just HAD to see if she loved me back. I made a huge mistake didn't I. Her full red lips formed an O in shock. I put in her shock.      "Lacey'" I asked hesitantly.      "Jeremy-" She was grappling for words. "I-I, I'm sorry. B-but, I don't love you."       As those words came out of her mouth, it felt like a million pounds fell upon my shoulders. I could feel my heart sink slowly to the bottom of my feet. I pushed my wide framed black glasses up my nose as they slowly slid down.        "Jer, we still can be friends. But...nothing more." Her soft black hair swayed as she stepped towards me.         Friends' Just friends' Can that even be possible' I stepped back and shook my head. The heat came up from the back of my neck to my face. Well, this is embarrassing. Lacey stepped forward again.        "No." I muttered. I couldn't stand this, I told her that I loved her, she turns me down, makes a fool out of me, and now wants to be friends'! "No." I said louder.        Lacey sighed, "Fine then, bye." I watched her walk to her mom's convertible dark blue Mustang.        The rain drops slowly began to drop from the dark, rumbling sky. Why did I tell her'! I'm so STUPID! I kicked the mettle trash can beside me.    Lacey He was staring into my eyes, as I did with his sapphire blue ones. And everything was going fine... until he said those few words. "I love you, Lacey. More than a friend." It must have been written all over my face because I could see him a bit hesitant. "Lacey'" He asked me hesitantly. "Jeremy..." I didn't even know what to say. "I-I, I'm sorry. B-but I don't love you... like that." He didn't take that too well. His loving face quickly went from love and compassion to anger and pure hate. He pushed his huge framed glasses up but they fell again. "Jer, we still can be friends... I'm sorry but nothing more. I took a step towards him, causing my black hair sway with each step I took. His blonde hair was messy and covering his eyes. He wasn't saying anything, but motioned for me not to come any closer to him. "No..." He muttered. I was confused but all that innocence in his eyes quickly turned to embarrassment and hate. "No!" I felt my heart clench as I fought back tears. Are we really ending our childhood friendship here' "Fine then... bye." I turned around just as the tears poured out my eyes. I walked into my moms convertible dark blue Mustang ( I can drive... I'm just not legal yet) and it slowly began to rain. Well... it sure fits the mood... I watched in the rear view mirror as he kicked the metal trash can next to him. I stopped when I turned the corner and screamed. "I'm such an idiot! Why did I walk away'!" Jeremy I lay back against my double sized black bed, accidentally kicking the box of junk from my nightstand. I'm moving, to Dallas, Texas. For once, I'm actually glad we are. If it means I don't have to face Lacey...then I'm game. When my parents told me this a couple months ago, I was mad. I was going to tell Lacey...but that didn't end up happening.        God! I was stupid. Why did I tell her' I mean I'm only in 8th grade- too young to start dating. But I couldn't help but feel connected to Lacey. I'd known her ever since we were six. We met in the sandbox in kindergarten. I've always had a crush on her, when I first set eyes on her, then it grew steadily bigger and bigger as the years went by. I just couldn't stand keeping it in any longer!       Jeremy, you are SO stupid! Should have known she wouldn't date me. I'm tall, really skinny with no muscle at all just skin and bones, my gelled hair, pimply face, and my old school clothes. I'm the laughing stock of the school, being the only kid in the whole place to get straight A+ in every class. It would be an embarrassment for her if she dated me.       Why does life have to be so dang hard'! Ugh, Lacey will probably never talk to me again. Good thing no one was around or she would be even more embarrassed.        "Jeremy! The moving truck is here!" My mom's voice came from the bottom of the stairs, "Bring down your stuff!"       I sighed heavily and scooped up two of the four cardboard boxes from the floor, stacking them. As I stepped out the front door, I stopped dead. There stood Lacey, staring at the truck in shock. Great. Now I need to face her.        She turned her head and her piercing green eyes captured mine. The tears visibly formed and slowly rolled down her face. I hate it when she cries. Or anybody. Man, why do I have to be a softy'        I gently set the boxes next to the side of the huge truck and started walking towards her.   Lacey So, he's moving' And he didn't even bother to tell me' Why' Because I won't date him' Would he really move because of that' "Hey, Lacey." His mom, Jane, said. "Are you here to say good bye'" "Good... bye'" "Didn't he tell you'" She sighed. "Well, we're moving to Dallas." "As in Dallas, Texas'" She nodded. "His father got a job and we have to move. He said he was going to tell you. I'm surprised. You guys tell each other everything." I hid back tears and smiled. "Um... I guess it slipped his mind." She nodded and walked into the house. I watched as his dad loaded up the moving truck and that’s when Jeremy came out. He locked eyes with mine and sighed. He put his box in the truck and walked over to me. "Um... Lacey... what are you doing here'" His blonde hair fell over his eyes and I looked down, the tears clearly running down my cheeks. "Why didn't you tell me'" He sighed. I know he hates seeing me cry. People in general. He's such a softy. "I was going to... but under the circumstances I guess it slipped my mind..." I began to cry even more and he just sighed. "You know I'll always love you and care for you, but I can't be just friends with you anymore. I like you too much." He put his hand on my cheek and his blue eyes glistened with tears. "I'm so sorry." He kissed my forehead and turned to walk away. Jeremy       There was nothing else I could do! I had to walk away. And how could I be just friends with her, when what I'm feeling tells me something different. There is just no way would that work out. It would just be....awkward. I wanted to be friends. But...oh, I don't know why anymore. It's just TOO complicated. Life's just complicated.      I helped my dad take apart my bed and carry each piece down. Lacey was still standing there, making a knot form in my throat. This isn't going to get any easier. I'll have to make sure that I change. My clothes, hair, and get contacts, I'll have to transform. I'm not going to make the same mistake twice.       Living in Dallas will (hopefully) be a lot better. In the next hour, everything was packed away into the truck, me and Mom pulled out in her car while Dad drove the moving truck.       I glanced over at Lacey's house. She sat on the porch steps hugging her knees watching me. She waved. I just faced the other direction. I hope I never see her again. I know that was mean. But it's the truth. How could I face her again after what I did' But that doesn't matter. I'm getting a second chance and I need to make sure I get it right this time. Not make a fool of myself. This probably will be my only second chance.       Sighing, I rested my head on the headrest. Here comes a long drive.   Lacey I watched from my porch as he continued to bring down all his belongings. He avoided eye contact the entire time and when I saw his dad close the door, my heart fell. I can't believe it. I watched Jeremy close the back of the moving van, and he looked at me. I waved and felt my heart breaking in two with each wave. He's been with me since we were in first grade. He literally has half of me and he's not going to give it back. He didn't wave back though. He just turned the other way and got in the car. Without a good bye, his dad started the car, and I knew that would be the last time I’ll ever see him. I sighed when the car turned the corner. I wanted to stop them from moving, but I couldn't... My whole body was numb and the tears were blurring my vision. I couldn't handle it. But when an hour passed, and it began to rain, my mother forced me to come inside. She tried to talk to me but she couldn't get me to pry. So, I showered in freezing cold water, hoping that the feeling would leave me. But it didn't. How am I supposed to survive when the one person who truly understands me is gone and will probably never appear to me again'! I sat down on my bed and saw that my picture of us together was still on my bed. I looked at it and something inside me clicked... I really do love him. And I just let him go... Jeremy Oh, no! I feel sick. I feel like my head is spinning and someone is pounding nails into my head. I could feel my stomach clench and unclench. I feel like...barfing. "Mom..." "Jer! Are you feeling okay'" Her sparkling, crystal blue eyes watched me.  "Pull...over." I covered my mouth with one hand as I flung open the car door, just in time for my breakfast to land on the yellow grass. Not a pretty sight.  "Jeremy'"  I glanced up at Mom, "I'm fin-" More food ran up my throat and out my mouth. I hate puking. When I sat back down in the car, Mom gave me a water bottle, a napkin, and an Advil pill.  How come I feel like this is going to be the longest day of my life' Even though my stomach was empty I could still feel it churning. If Lacey was here right now she would be all over me, just to make sure I was okay. Wait, Lacey's gone. I need to get her out of my mind. Is there a way to get her out of my head' Her face keeps popping up in my head. How in the world can I get her out of my mind' I can't even think of one thing without it turning to something about her. I'm a love-sick puppy that's running away out of fear. That's what I do. Run away from troubles. Lacey I continued to stare at the picture until it was drenched in tears. All of a sudden I didn't feel so good... I grew wide eyed and ran into the bathroom just as I puked my breakfast up. I felt my heart clench but instead of walking away from the horrid sight, I just cried and cried. It was too much. I couldn't be without Jeremy. But I need to get him out of my head! He left me because I wasn't ready to say yes to him. And now that I am, I can't. It’s too late for us to be anything anymore! But I need to hear his voice. Just one more time. So, I washed my face and sat on the bathroom floor, with my phone in my hand. Why am I so afraid to call him' The only thing he can do is say move on. Right' I dialed his number and brought the phone to my ear. I was hoping I could hear his voice but it went straight to voicemail. "Hey, you've reached Jeremy. Either call again later or call my best friend... That’s me!" I heard our voices together and it made me cry more. "So leave a message and one of us will get back to you as soon as we can. Bye!" I closed the phone and threw a fist at the door. This really was it.  Jeremy I stared at the small one story house. My new home. The tan paint was beginning to peel on the siding and a few boards were missing from the porch. Dad has had to jump from job to job so this is what they could afford. Sure it's a step down from my home in California, but it will do. It's not like any of my 'friends' would come over. If I have friends... "Hey, Mom, I got a question." I said from unpacking some of the dishes. "Shoot." She answered. "Well, I want to go shopping sometime. I want to get some different clothes. And do you think we will be able to afford contacts'" "Aw! My baby boy is growing up!" She leaned over giving me a kiss to my cheek. "Mom!" I quickly wiped it away. She just laughed at me. "Yeah, I'll take you shopping. And your father and I have been planning on getting you contacts and now we have the perfect amount." "Really'" I looked down at my ugly ancient phone as it rang. Lacey. I just let it rang. All the way down here she tried calling at least ten times.  Mom gave me a strange look. "What'" "Oh, nothing." She said as she stacked the plates. "Hon, I have no idea what happened between you and Lacey. But you guys have known each other for eight years. You need to talk to her." "Okay, Mom, I will." I crossed my fingers. I will not be caught dead talking to her, she's the one who embarrassed me and broke my heart. Not vise versa.  I rolled my eyes as I read the first line of her text she just sent me.     I miss u. Luv u 2