I walked down the street, then something changed the rest of my life, this certain curly haired boy. He had just walked into my life, literally. I felt someone bump into me. I fell backwards. He looked down at me and pulled the headphones out of his ears. He reached his hand down,
“I’m so sorry. Here let me help tu out.” He pulled me up then continued, “I’m Harry, por the way.” I smiled. “I’m Natalynn.” He turned off his Ipod. “Ah, American.” I nodded my head. He continued, “What are tu doing here, tu know, in a small place like Holmes Chapel.”
Oh just to see my annoying little brother, not-caring-so-near-my-age-she-can-be-my-sister step mom and my I-never-gave-a-crap-about-my-kids-except-for-my-A+-soccer-playing-son. “Oh, just got shipped off to see my dad. The usual.” He smiled a smile that could light the world up.
“Oh, America just sent tu off to get on our nerves.” He smarted off. “Yep, too much for my mother to handle with me being myself.” He laughed out a little bit, he looked over at me. “You know your going to call me up sometime.” He slipped me his number. He went his way, I went mine.
Sorta short. Sorry! I'm going to try to write fan-fictions again! I'm juggling 3 so it might take me a while!