Your love is complicated.

He's been staring at me for a long time. Go away.

"Um.."

He's been doing that too.

"Umm."

I sigh, and ignore him...again.

"Hi."

oh what a surprise. I turn to see the tan boy no older then 3..just like me.

"Hey, Im Jacob but call me Jake beacuse thats what everyone does."

what a mouthful.

"Hi im Violet but call me Vi."

"Okay."

he stands there rocking on his feet. Forward and back forward and back, over and over.

"You want to help me?" I ask,

"On what?" He asks already sitting next to me in the sand box.

"Im building a castle for all the cats that need a house. Ours left the house and now he is sad. I know it beacuse when my mom took him outside he was meowing a lot."

"Oh."

"So are you going to help me or what?" Its getting dark. And the sun is going away. I like to see it go down. Its pretty with its red, orange, yellow, and some other one i forget the name of.

"Yeah okay."

When we finished it turned out lopsided, with no windows and it fell as soon as our hands didnt touch it.

I loved it.

"Thank you!" I gave him a hug.

"Okay..." He hugged me back then our moms called out to us.

"Vi! Come on sweetie its time to go, you'll miss the sunset."

"I gotta go." I ran from Jake.

"Bee!"

I stopped at my spot.

"My name is Vi! Not BEE!"

"Oh okay."

"Well?" Im mad beacuse im going to miss the sunset. I havent missed it in 2 years.

"Bye."

"okay bye. Lets go mom im going to miss it!"

"Well then I guess Im going to see you later. Thank you for everything we'll see you Monday?"

She was talking funny, but thats beacuse kept pulling at the sleve of her pink jacket.

"Allright, you better go or you'll lose tha sleeve." Jakes mom is pretty but thats beacuse shes young.

"Okay adios Kate."

My mom isn't from here. Well she told me a long story about it. All i got is that we're from Puerto Rico. We moved here after I was born so I never had a chance to learn perfect Spanish but I still know.

"Bye Cathleen and good bye to you Violet. Enjoy your sunset."

"Thank you," I put my smile called "sweet smile" my mom taugh me to put when im annoyed, "but we have to go. Now."

I tugged my mom and we left.

the last thing i heard was Jake.

"Mom she's cool"

okayy i know it doesnt seem that intrseting but its only the start! please comment and ima keep writing :D

ps not really twilight but inspired bby it

Tags: :D, cathleen, color, cool, jacob, jake, latin, love, please, puerto, More…read, rico, triangle, vi, violet

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Permalink Reply by ignorantKYLEE on June 10, 2010 at 9:41pm

Post more!

Permalink Reply by Girl.Next.Door™ on June 10, 2010 at 11:02pm

thank you! i am just getting some dets toghether!

Permalink Reply by DeNise Black;) on June 12, 2010 at 12:27pm

OMG POST MORE THIS IS AMAZING OH..AND PLZ KEEP ME UPDATED ON THIS;)!!!!
<3DeNise Black;)

Permalink Reply by Girl.Next.Door™ on June 12, 2010 at 5:10pm

i will add more but i accidently deleted the second part of the story...after it was finished :(((( sooo im redoing it right now and thx so much for the comments its my first story here or anywhere :) so what else?...oh ya if u want updates add me cuz i cant keep track of em all kinda busy :)thx again!

Permalink Reply by Girl.Next.Door™ on June 12, 2010 at 6:10pm

“Man you were mean.” I barely made out what he said over my uncontrollable laughter.
“Okay I’ll give you that much, but I turned out nice.” I assured.
Jake and I were in his white Ford truck; Air blasting on cold, while we drank our Pepsi and Coke.
“Yuck.” He exclaimed yet again at my Coke.
“That’s the 3rd time you do that. Get over it.”
“I just don’t understand how you can drink that crap.”
He loves Pepsi. I mean adores it. I told him hes going to get a kidney stone from drinking so much of it but miraculously he hasn’t.
“Its not crap! And I could pretty much say the same about your soda...but I won’t!” He’s been trying to get me to admit that I love coke, and hate Pepsi. Good luck with that buddy.
“Look they’re the same thing. They just have different names and...slightly different taste.” Gag.
“Look at you! You’re turning green. Just admit it. You hate it.” He puts his smuggest smile on.
I don’t think so.
I take his can of Pepsi and take a huge sip. Bad idea.
“Oh wow you don’t look so good. You okay?” He’s getting too close.
“Claustrophobic needs some space.” I say smuggled.
I take a few deep breaths and look in the mirror. I start to get some color back, or well not to look as shallow. I’m tan you don’t lose color.
“See? It’s not that bad.” I smile weakly.
“Yeah yeah just don’t do that again.” He’s not serious. He thinks I just proved he’s right.
You’re probably thinking “well she learned her lesson and she wont do that again.”
Wrong. Jake and I do this all the time. It’s kind of our routine when our parents are working over time.
We go to the Local gas station and ask Gus, the gas station dude, for a coke and Pepsi. He gives us a two-for-the-price-of-on deal. Then we go back in his car and drive out to The Field to see the sunset.
Yeah we still do that. I’ve never missed one. No matter how much crap I’m going trough. Homework, fights, feuds, issues. I’ve never missed its beauty. I love the way the sun never fails me. Even if the world has truned its back on me, the sun will go down with beauty and grace. It makes me want to be a better person.
To others its just a source of energy for the earth, and the source of het during the summer. To me it’s a symbol that reminds me of my goal in life. To do something better. The sun may leave every night, but it leaves with grace. It reminds me that if you’ re going to leave. Leave knowing that you brough some beauty to this earth and made a difference. That’s my goal. My mission...
“Vi? Hello? Vi, wake up. You’re going to miss it!”
“Oh wow.” I yawn.
“My bad. Heh, I guess I’ve had a long day.”
“Yeah, you and me both.”
We were working at the gas station with Gus. Community service. It’s fun.
“Okay how much time?” He asks.
“About 5 minutes tops.”
I am like the master of telling when the sun will set. So no need for the weather channel to tell me when.
“ Sweet...want more Pepsi?” Smug grin. I want to smack it off.
“Ha ha I am shaking with laughter.” I stick my tongue out like a five year old.
“Hey come on let’s get on the hood.” Without waiting for his answer I hop off the cream leather seat out to the scorching temperature outside. Its summer so there’s not surprise.
“Much better.” I say stretching out on the hood. Stomach down.
“Gesh you are just immune to heat huh?” On my skin, yeah.
He grabs his favorite green blanket and lays it out on his side.
“Stop fussing its starting.” I scowl.
He stops and it starts.
Vivid colors started playing out before our very eyes. A dramatic orange started the bottom, followed by a lighter more playful orange. Then, in the middle center of those two colors, was the sun. My goal, my mission. I sighed and kept moving up. Next was more orange, but it was sprinkled around covering blue background. Then came the blues. All different yet same. I loved it. And it went away. Followed by dark night; little stars everywhere. I adored every minute of it. No matter how many times I’ve seen it.
“It still blows you away, doesn’t it?”
His voice startled me, though he made it barely a whisper.
“Huh, yeah. It still does.”
He smiled at me and I smiled back. Silence
“We better get home.” He said breaking it.
“Oh okay.” This took me by surprise. We could stay out late. Really late. We always did on these nights.
He took in the confusion on my face and smiled again. “I don’t want you to pass out on me. You’re dead with sleep.”
“That’s true I pretty much was.”

This was not as good as the first one cuz it had more details (first) but ill deal with it :D please comment and tell me suggestions you might want to see. I already have a story line so not anything like that ;D if u want an update please add me and ill make sure to update you. thank u for reading luv ya!

PS Vi outfit during the sunset:
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=19576767

Permalink Reply by Girl.Next.Door™ on June 13, 2010 at 1:26pm

cmon ppl comment already!!!!!!

Permalink Reply by Kr@zY Ch!c on June 13, 2010 at 5:57pm

i love it plz write more!!!! oh and you should add some details like age and like how they look like saying 'i brushed my____ hair out of my face' or 'Jakes ____ eyes glowed as he...' you know? Sorry if im pushy its just im wierd like that.

Permalink Reply by Girl.Next.Door™ on June 13, 2010 at 11:11pm

nah its cool i can take suggestions. it was in the first draft but i rushed through this one cause it was beggining to get on my nerves not posting again. But im a detailed person (i love details) so Ill get on that :)

Permalink Reply by Summer4027 on June 13, 2010 at 6:38pm

GR8 KEEP POSTING >>>>INTERESTED IN HOW THIS STORY GOES!!

Permalink Reply by Girl.Next.Door™ on June 14, 2010 at 1:13am

I woke up to a bright, disturbing light. The sun.

“Ugh.” I groaned, annoyed, and got up to draw the white curtains. I had switched them out from my normal red curtains because, during summer, that color would depress me.

I’m one of those people who will completely change their whole room during seasons. During winter my room is packed but cozy. Summer I put all my winter crap in the scary attic (more like my dad) and I get my summer stuff out.
Because my room is spacious, I can change bed frames and such. So right now it’s a Bamboo bed frame; with Bamboo shooting straight up on the headboard and sideways on the side. I have a simple round table with a white drape over it and some flowers cut straight from The Field. Some oval candle bowls with lily scented candles in clear pebbles. And a big yet simple oil canvas of the few sunsets I saw with my Grandpa before he died that he painted. He was one of the best painters in my book. Maybe not in those tightwads’ books, but defiantly mine.

He was graceful with the brush, or pencil. Whatever he was using; He would use it in soft strokes. His piercing, kind eyes were focused on the paper ahead of him. His mind always 3 steps ahead of his work. It was inspiring. My inspiration.

After pulling on some deep, blue-jean shorts, and a black sweetheart top. I pulled on some golden bangles, accompanied by some medium gold hoops. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror. A healthy, thin figure with curves, being rare for my weight. A square face with light-brown hair to frame it. It was wavy, but not insanely wavy just soft ones, and they weren’t often because it was mostly straight. I had blonde highlights that were natural from being in the sun so long. Long eye lashes protected my almond-shaped, green/blue eyes. They turned hazel from time to time but that was only when I was really excited about something. Normal, almost-thin, pink lips turned into a smile. And a light blush that either went away when I was scared, or got redder when I was embarrassed, flattered, or hot. Along with a small nose with a just-perfect bridge. This was me, and I loved it. I smiled even more revealing a perfect set of white teeth. My eyes danced with excitement, when my stomach rumbled. Breakfast time.

I ran down the light-wood stairs to be greeted by the smell of pancakes, syrup, and fresh fruits.
“Boo!” I sneaked behind my mom, who dropped the fork she was getting from the drawer.

“Violet Real! I told you to not ever do that to me again!” She was mad.

I laughed.

“Sorry mom I’m just hyper today.”

“Well good you’re going to need that energy for your plans today. Jake called asking if you had plans. I told him not that I knew of and he said for you to call him when you could.”

“Oh cool. Wait, when did he call? Its only 8 in the morning.” He must have some good plans.

“Around 7. Better call after breakfast, he seemed really excited.”

I tried to think of anything that could have been that exciting but came up with nothing. I though of calling him right away but my mom had just set the pancakes on the table and I was pretty hungry.

“Call Jake or Eat?” I whispered to myself. My stomach growled. Loud.

Guess that’s my answer. I sat down, put some blueberries, strawberries, and banana slices on top then lightly covered it all with syrup. I wasn’t much of a syrup person I loved fresh fruits better.

Just then the phone rang.

Jake would have to wait...

Thanks for reading please comment and i take suggestions beacuse i want to improve! soo yeah :)

PS heres Vis' outfit:
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=19671750

Permalink Reply by Kr@zY Ch!c on June 14, 2010 at 11:39pm

Thats cool i like it! im glad you added tha details and the link to the outfit really adds an extra... wow i guess keep posting i love it!