Theirs so many kinds of love, high school love, true love, and hot steamy loving the sex more than the significant other. But to me the oddest love is a prep girl falling in love with a emo guy. And that prep was my best friend, are friendship is to the point where I'd fallow her around when ever I can. And I know if one day she left I would mess up and for get things, and has helped me a lot. Her name is Abby Aberson. And it all started freshman year class of 2013, in Midland High School, on Tuesday September 8th 2009.
In first period...
We wherein Mr. Handerson's history class room 331 doing a little intro thing. We had to write a list of things we wanted to do for the future, what we did in the past. and what we wanted to do heir and now.And then tomorrow we would make an essay out of it so he would have a nice detailed idea of how and what we wanted for are life and all of us could get to know each other. It wasn't to bad. The only person at the time I knew in the class was Abby, and she sat on the other side of the room. And we all started to present are lists right away, and I think mine was the easiest of them all.
The first one the present was HIM, and at that time I did not know he would make my life at times hell and at the other times maid my life better than I ever imagined, Alex Abbason. He had black hair witch draped over his face like a like a thick dark forest not showing any sine of light not even a tiny hint and he had lush white skin with no sine of a tan. He had some king of sleeve like things that went almost to his elbow, black nail polish on his stubby nails, and guy liner around his eyes. And he was warring a band-t with HotTopic pants. And at the time I was not sure if he had a lip ring or not.
When he walked up to the front of the class room the moths of people who did not know him almost dropped. He never smiled once and said,
“My name is Alex Abbason. I‘ve been skate boarding since I was eight, and now I‘m going to be 1fifteen in exactly three weeks. I was born in Saginaw and raised their till I was four. Then me and my mom moved, me and my little sis who is my best friend to St. Charles for a few years and then heir to Midland. And she‘s going to be fourteen next month. Music is my life. I‘ve been beaten by my father several times and some times loosing nerve damage. Most of the times it was because I picked a fight with him because of what he said. Right now all I want for hear and now is to stay alive and win a few state championship trophies in a few skateboarding compactions. And what I want for the future is to be a pro skateboarder and have a wife and kids.”
Then he walked to his desk and every one clapped softly, and about that time I looked back at Abby. The funny thing is that the whole time I had never once looked back at her and I usually would look at her at least once. And when I did look at her, her eyes seemed to sparkle like she had finally found someone a hundred percent like her. It almost freaked me out and before she got up to go to the front she calmed down like that expression was never on her face.