This Is Just Life

I just got bored and wrote this, I was hoping to write the full story, but I couldn't wait to publish it! Please enjoy, this is a replacement seen as though ive finished my 'joy'
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'This is just life.'

Those words ran around and around my head like the round-a-bout at a kids park. Those words, meant a lot to me. Those words were my mothers last words.

"Rosie?"my 'mum' angie shouted, "Ready for school? It's a new year, new start! C'mon don't want to be late!" oh damn. I forgot I had school! I've had 6weeks to get out of my usual 'school habit' and now I have to get back in.
I rolled out of bed, brushed my silky blonde bed-head hair and pulled on my cream beaded Holister top, a navy skirt and then I tied my white vans and posed at myself in the full length mirror.
"your going to be late!" she shouted, I practically ignored her, I don't like my adopted parents. They treat me like a....what's the word?.....like.....I'm different. My mum died when i was two, after my dad, from an 'un-known' disease and my dad died when I was in my mums womb. All I had left of my mum was: her last words and a white-gold heart shaped locket that I never took off.
I packed my bag and headed down the large wooden stairs,"Cya." and with that, I left in my cherry red porsche on the way to my prison on a school.

I pulled up it the school parking lot and saw a new 4-wheel-drive, was there someone new at St.Gabriels? It was probably just a new year 7 being dropped of by a parent who decided to go and see the head?
I got out of the car and saw an incredibly cute guy leaning in the other side of the 4-wheel-drive, his grey hoodie and his denim jeans looked so trendy on him. Even though the clothes he was wearing were so casual they looked so trendy. I walked past him, and stopped, turned around and locked my car door. His eyes skimmed the top of his hood, his green luminous eyes looked at me.
"Hey, your new here? I'm Rosie, I'm in year 11, what year are you in?" I asked him, I've had a lot if chance to practice my people skills, I've had 11 different foster parents.
"Hello, I'm Luke. Same, I'm in year11 too, who's your teacher?" he said as he pulled down his hood to reveal shaggy, dirty blonde helmet hair that draped just around the base of his neck,
"Miss Predator, you?" I replied calmly, as I walked closer towards him and leant on the car with him,
"Ahhh. Me too, let's see your planner sheet." he told me, I pulled my converse bag off my shoulder and started rooting around in it until I came across a yellow A4sheet,
"erm...," I said checking it was the right sheet, "yep, here it is. May I ask why you want it?" he took the sheet and compared it with his,
"This is odd. We have exactly the same classes, we should probably stick together, you know, so we can do homework together and stuff?"
I just smiled,"Yeah. That would be nice, c'mon we're gonna be late for class, Urghh maths, great." I said walking with him into the school building as the bell rings.
"Sorry we are late miss, I was just er.... Showing Luke where his first class was, and it happened to be this one." I excused myself and slipped into a spare seat with another spare seat next to it so Luke could sit next to me.
"Pssst." I heard someone say, I looked at Luke and he handed me a bit of scrap paper, I pulled a confused face as I took the crumpled paper,"open it." he said.
I did as instructed, and it was a note -
«dear Rosie, considering I don't know anyone here - apart from you, of course - I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me tonight at 6:30, so we can get to know each other abit better? I'll pick you up and drop you off. Home you can come, Luke x. »
I looked back up at him, his eyes were locked on me, I nodded and smiled, then flipped the paper around and wrote my address on the back. I handed him back the paper and he took a quick glance at it and nodded approvingly.
For the rest of the lesson I did nothing but think about what tonight would bring......

At lunch, Luke came over with me to the cafeteria, "So what we doing tonight then?" I asked him, but he just tapped his nose playfully,
"Secret. So 'change of subject' erm....tell me a little bit about you." he said, I wondered, about me? "What do you wanna know?" I asked him, while finding a place to sit,
"I dunno, let's start from te begging, shall we?" he said, I was still confused,
"Okay then. Well, I was born on December 21st, my dad had past away before I was born and my mum past away when I was two and after that I've had revolving foster parents. That's until Angie and Pete found me, seriously, i preferred having carers than them as adopted parents. So yeah, I've stayed with them under force, but when I'm 18 I'm leaving, leaving and never returning to them. I'm planning going some where warm, but where it still rains. Any ideas?" I told him, I just told this guy my life story, I didn't even know him,
"okay, so you've had a pretty tough life." he agreed,
"I'm sorry. I err...gotta go." I felt tears welling up in my eyes, I miss my mum, even though it was 15 years ago since I last saw her, the memories of her were as bright as yesterday. I sprung up and leapt to my car, he must have saw he upset me, because he followed me. I ran towards my car, unlocked it and hopped into the passenger seat. I sat there sobbing, missing my mum. Suddenly I heard a knock at my shaded window, I rolled it down and whispered,"Leave me be."
"Rosie, I'm so sorry. About everything, what can I do?" Luke asked me, a panic look on his face,
"I'll tell you what you can do: leave me to cry, everyone else has, everyone else doesnt care what I do, I could be dead and Angie and Pete wouldn't care. So a little advice for you: don't care. Don't care about me." and with that, I rolled the window back up and scooched into the drivers seat. Luke was still outside next to my car, I watched him walking towards the left side of the car, towards the passenger seat. I knew what was coming up next, I knew I should lock the doors, but I didn't. He opened the cherry red door and sat in the porsche seat,"nice ride!" he said,
"Thanks." I replied, short and snappy,
"Look, I'm sorry, but I do care, I care about you and about how you feel. Your beautiful Rosie, and the first time I saw you I knew, I just knew, you were the one." he finished his speech, he looked at me, I had my head in my knees an my knees were being hugged by my arms. I was in a little ball. He placed his warm soft haft under my chin and pulled my head gently to make me look at him," Did you really mean that?" I asked him,
"Um huh. Every single bit of it." he said, I smiled and he leant forward, I leant forward. And before I knew it, his soft lips were in mine. I broke off suddenly of my first kiss, I put my keys in the ignition and drove.
"Err.. Rosie, where are you taking me?" Luke asked me but I just drove,
"Put your seat belt on, I'll explain when we get there." I said, I locked the door and made my way towards the woods.
I heard the 'click' of the seat belt and the deep breaths he was taking,"don't worry, Luke, everything's going to be just fine." I said, just as I pulled up in the deserted wood car park.
"Why are we here?" he asked me,
"because it's private and I love the woods, full of wildlife and dream," I replied unbuckling my belt and opening the door,"you coming?" I asked him as I closed the Porsche door gently so it wouldn't make a rather loud bang, "My turn. You tell me about your life story." I said, following the path, smiling,
"okay then!"Luke smiled and started walking next to me,"Well my mum past giving birth to me and my dad past before birth. I live with my Nan now, she lets me do whatever I want to to. I never saw my parents and they never left anything for me." a tear trickled down his pale cheek, I stopped and looked at him. "Awh," I said, and I brushed the salty year away,"Everything will be ok, I'm an orphan too," I said and then a tear rolled down my cheek too, swiftly, Luke wiped it off with the back of his hand. I smiled,"Sorry about before, I can get.....a little too emotional," I told him as I continued following the path,
"Hey. Look, it's not your fault, everyone gets upset, " Luke replied, he stopped, standing infront of me, "One question. Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked me, I just shook my head as a 'no' in reply,
"Good." and with that, he brushed a piece of lost hair from my face and file it behind my ear. Before i knew it, we were kissing, again, but he was the first to pull back,"Rosie, I....I...." he stammered,"I love you, I know we haven't known each other for very long, but, like I said before, when I first saw you, I knew you were the one."
By that point my hands were on his chest and we were kissing.
Our kiss seemed to last for eternity.
I broke off and looked at my phone-watch, "Oh my gosh. It's 8.45 pm! Angie's going to be mad...." I said as I hurried to get my self together and leave,
"Wait. Rosie," he cried after me, I turned around,
"You don't have up go back," he told me,"Dont go back, we could travel the world together, Australia, India, USA....all these places in our world, but people die without even seeing these places. Think about it." was the last words I heard. I made my way back to the cherry red porsche waiting in the carpark. I was Luke's ride, I had to wait for him, "Hey Luke. I've always wanted to visit Kenya," I rolled down my window and told him, he just grinned and hopped into the passenger seat.
Time for an adventure.
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