Introduction
The Bracelet is a story that I wrote (once again) in about 7th- 9th grade. I am not the best writer; I know. But My friends told me themselves that I was "the best writer ever!". By now, I realize a LOT of my mistakes, and I tended to over dramatize everything. I revised it, and changed some of it, so that it is not so overly dramatic, and in my opinion: corny. Hope you like it, and I've tried to help you guys out with these LONG stories. . .
Thanks,
Becky
PART ONE
“Fay, Fay! Come on! Anthony and Steve are waiting for us!”
“Hold on, Penny! I’m finishing the last touch-ups on my make up.” Fay yelled down the stairs She finished putting on her make-up and went downstairs. Anthony and Steve were ringing the door bell. Fay ran over and opened the door.
“Hey Steve, hey Anthony.” she said as she opened the door.
“Hi Fay.” Steve said. Anthony went over to Penny.
“Hey babe.” Anthony greeted Penny. “Hi Bozo.” Penny said.
“Well, are we going to a movie or not?” asked Steve.
“Yep.” Fay said.
“So let’s go!” Steve said. They all went to the movies and saw a movie called “Never Been Kissed”. It was a good movie, but the guys would rather have seen “Wild Wild West”. “Never Been Kissed” was kind of a chick’s movie. Penny’s boyfriend was Anthony and Anthony’s friend was Steve, so he put up a blind date for Fay and Steve. (Fay was Penny’s best friend). It seemed to be going pretty well.
When the movie ended, they all went to a place called “Lorenzo’s”. The food there was good, but the service was horrible. They all talked about school and movies and stuff like that. About a half an hour later, when the food finally arrived, they started to talk about past boyfriends and girlfriends.
“Man! I had this one girlfriend. Whew! She was quite a lot full, but of course, what would you expect from the mayor’s daughter?” Steve started.
“The mayor’s daughter? She sure is strange, isn’t she?” Fay commented.
“You aren’t kiddin’. She is the strangest girl I’ve ever met, except for maybe you.” Steve joked.
“Your pretty strange yourself. Aren’t you from San Francisco, California?”
“Yep. I moved here about. . .oh. . .seven months back.”
“Really? Well, down here in Salem, we believe in more witchcraft than you Californians do.”
“I’ve noticed already.”
“Your parents got any money?”
“Yep. Do yours?”
“No. My mom sells gifts and antiques to tourists and people in town. My dad is an archeologist. He does most of his work in other countries, so I don’t see him often.”
“Bummer. My dad is an electrician. My mom works as an interior decorator. It’s pretty cool.”
“Sounds cool. There was this one boyfriend I had that was named Taylor Johnson and boy was he the regular fox, if you know what I mean.”
“Oh. Well, don’t worry, I’m not that kind of guy.”
“Good because I dumped him the second day I went out with him.”
“He was really that bad?”
“Yep.” Penny and Anthony had started making-out while Steve and Fay had been talking.
“Well, should we leave them here?” Steve suggested.
“Yeah. Even though Penny is my best friend, when they start making-out, they’ll never stop. Believe me, I should know.”
“Oh, okay. I wouldn’t want to wait that long anyway. Not that I wouldn’t want to spend time with you, it’s just that I’m the most impatient guy in the whole world! And let me tell you, that’s pretty impatient.”
“And I’m the most impatient girl in the world, so we belong together.”
They left the restaurant holding hands.
The next day at school, Penny and Anthony were waiting for Fay outside of her homeroom class. She walked up to them.
“Hey guys, did you do anything last night, besides make-out?”
“Yeah. Thanks alot for leaving us, Fay. We weren’t that bad, were we?” Penny said.
“Yes, you were. Besides, I wanted to get some time alone with Steve.”
“Oh really? Well, Anthony, I guess your a good match-maker.” Penny said.
“Yep. I told you that Steve and Fay would make a cute couple. ‘It’s instinct, my dear Watson’.”
“You have very good instinct. Or maybe your psychic. . .nah! Your psycho!”
“If I’m psycho, then why are you going out with me?”
“That’s what I’d like to know.” Penny said jokingly. Steve appeared behind Fay.
“Hey Fay! You doing anything tonight?” Steve asked.
“No, why?”
“I thought I might come over and we could hang out or something.”
“Ok, that’s be fine. See you at lunch because I’d better get to class. I think that Mrs. Hartel would get mad if I was late for history.”
“Okay, bye.” Steve said.
At lunch, Steve had to go to the math room to make-up a test he missed last week, so Fay sat with Anthony and Penny, like usual. Fay really wanted to sit with Steve, but she didn’t want to be late and get detention. Besides, she wouldn’t be able to talk to him when he was taking the math test.
“Fay?”
“What?”
“You haven’t listened to a word I’ve said, have you?” Penny asked.
“Well. . .no.” Fay said reluctantly.
“Well, I said that after the dance tomorrow night that I’m going to Anthony’s, so you don’t have to worry about getting bored watching us make-out. Besides, it’s not that polite to watch people make-out.”
“You watched me make-out with Taylor Johnson.”
So? That was different. That was when I didn’t have a boyfriend.”
“Oh big deal. I don’t have a boyfriend and I had to watch you make-out.” Before Penny could say anything else, the bell rang.
“Gotta go. See you guys later.” Fay said as she left.
When school was over, Fay walked home and when she got home, there was a note on the door.
Fay-
When Kelly gets home, tell her to do her homework. I won’t be back until about ten. Went to a meeting. Lots of love,
Mom
Just then, Kelly walked up.
“Hey Kell. Read the note on the door.” Fay said as she went in the house.
“What does it say?”
“If you want to find out, read it.”
“Can’t you just tell me what it says?”
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want to.”
“Okay, okay. I’ll read it.” Kelly said as she read the note.
“They don’t trust me, do they?” Kelly asked grinning.
“Nope. I don’t blame them, though. Remember the time you said you were going to the movies but you went to Lake Tahoe instead?”
“Yeah. Mom and dad almost found out about that. It was all your fault, though. You’re the one who almost blurted it out.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay.”
“Well. . .I’m going to my room.” Fay said. “If a guy comes over and he looks about my age, let him in, okay?”
“Okay.” Kelly said. She was pretty nice about that kinda thing. She may be younger than Fay, but she understands. When Fay got up to her room, she closed the door and got her private phone. She dialed Penny’s number.
“Hey Pen.”
“Fay?”
“Yep.”
“Fay, you know I hate that name, ‘Pen’.”
“Sorry, I forgot.”
“It’s okay. It’s better than calling me JC Penny. I hate that name even more.”
“I don’t blame you. Makes you feel fat, huh? I mean JC Penny is a pretty big department store! Anyway, I’m not calling you to talk about your name. I wanted to know if Anthony was there.”
“What? Are you going after Anthony too? What, Steve isn’t enough for you, so you have to have two?”
“No, I was going to ask him for Steve’s number.”
“Oh. Well that’s different. He’s here. Hold on.” There was a pause, and then Anthony was on the phone.
“Hey Anthony. Do you have Steve’s number?”
“Yeah. I have it right here on my hand.”
“On your hand?”
“Yeah. Steve gave it to me today because we haven’t been friends that long.”
“Oh. Well, can I have it?”
“Sure. It’s 555-6123.”
“5. . .5. . .5. . .6. . .1. . .2 . . .3. Okay, I have it. I wrote it on my hand.”
“That’s the only way to remember stuff, huh?”
“Right.”
”Okay, if that’s all you called for, I’m gonna go.”
“Bye.” Fay hung up the phone and she dialed Steve’s number.
“Hello, Mitchel residence, how may I help you?”
“Hi. Is Steve there?”
“That’s me.”
“Hi, this is Fay.”
“Oh hi Fay! Sorry about the residence thing. Mom and dad make me do that.”
“It’s okay. Are you still coming over tonight?”
“Yep. As if you ever had a doubt.”
“Nope, I never had a doubt. After all, you have very little patience, so we’d better move this relationship right along.”
“Fine with me. I have no objections. So what time should I come over?”
“Oh. . .about six o’clock?”
“I’ll be there.”
“Okay. See you then. Bye.”
“Bye.” Fay hung up, once again, and went out of her room and downstairs to the den. She turned on the computer and worked on a letter she writing to an old friend that moved away to New York. When she turned off the computer, she looked at the clock. It was already 5:45! She went upstairs to get ready for Steve to come over. Then, at six o’clock on the dot, the door bell rang. Fay suddenly realized something. She had no idea how Steve knew where she lived. She opened the door and Steve was standing there.
“Hey Steve. Come in.” Fay said. He walked in and said “hi”. After awhile, Fay said, “How in the world did you know where I live? I never told you or anything.”
“Oh, that. Well, Anthony asked Penny for your address for me. She gave it to Anthony and he gave it to me. Besides, I came to your house once before, remember?”
“Oh yeah. Okay. Well, we’re even. You have my address and I have your phone number.” Fay said.
“You have my number? Oh yeah, you called me.”
“Yeah. I got it from Anthony.”
“Boy, Anthony’s doing a few errands, huh?” Steve commented.
“Yeah, but it doesn’t look like he’ll be doing anymore errands.” Fay said.
“Well, there’s one errand that Anthony had better never do for me.”
“What’s that?” Fay asked.
“This.” Steve said and he kissed her.
“Your right. Anthony’d better never do that errand for you and if Penny ever did that for me, I’d kill her.” Fay said. They kissed again. Fay’s sister, Kelly, walked in. Before Kelly saw Steve, she said, “Hey sis, mom said that-” she stopped as she saw Steve.
“Uh. . .never mind.” Kelly said quickly and left. Steve and Fay stopped kissing and Fay went after her sister. When she caught up to her, Fay said, “Did mom call? What did she say?”
“Um. . .she said that she was going to come home early.”
“How early?”
“Say about. . .seven o’clock?” Fay looked at her watch.
“Oh no! It’s already 6:50!” Fay yelled. “I’m gonna have to get Steve outta here. Fast!”
“You’ve got ten minutes to do it in. Good luck!” Kelly said and went to her room. Fay went into the living room and found Steve.
“Um. . .Steve, why don’t we go out for a while?” Fay suggested quickly.
“Why? It’s just fine here.”
“I know, but we could go to a movie or something.”
“Okay. What movie do you want to see?” Steve asked.
“Um. . .how about Wild Wild West?” she said, hoping the time would be around the time they got there.
“Sure. Let’s go.” Steve said and they walked out the door. They were just in time, too. Fay’s parents car had just pulled up the driveway after they left.
When Fay and Steve were in the theater, Steve said, “Why did you want to get us out of the house so fast?”
“Well. . .my parents said that they were going to be home at ten o’clock. Then, they called my sister and she said that they were coming home at seven. It was already 6:50.” Fay confessed reluctantly.
“Oh, I see. Your parents don’t like you to have boys over, do they?” Steve guessed.
“Nope. They don’t want any boys over and it’s not fair. I don’t see why I can’t have at least one boy over. It’s not like we’re going to do anything.” Fay whined.
“Hey! I’m the only boy you’d better have over, on a personal basis, for a long while.”
“I don’t think that you’ll have to worry. After all, I don’t exactly have a fan club waiting for me.”
“You’d better not. I don’t have a fan club either, so don’t worry about me.”
“Good.” Fay said. They started watching the movie again.
After the movie, they went to Steve’s house. Steve’s parents were gone and Steve and Fay decided to talk for a while. At about 9:30, Fay decided to go home. She left Steve’s house and started walking home. It was pretty cool outside, for a spring night. Her house was five blocks away from Steve’s house, so she decided to head back to Steve’s and ask for a small jacket or something. Suddenly, a car pulled up right next to her.
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