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Summary: Adam is just your typical music loving,free spirited guy who seems to find himself aways having bad luck with girls. One day, He's asked to show the new kid around school, A girl nammed karen. After just a day Adam feels like she's the one,they start hanging out alot until they finally become best friends. At this point though Adam realizes that he's in love with karen, but its practially impossible for him to make his move because of Craig: Her jackass of a boyfriend and someone Adam doesn't really k=like that much. Adam knows that he can't let his feelings go for karen so he decides to write karen anonamous letters slowly confessing his feelings for her. Karen slowly gets drawn in to whoever she thinks is writing these letters but when Craig see's the letters and goes out on a manhunt to find who is writing them, things get hot for Adam,but he isn't going to stop writing,he isn't going to stop till he gets his point across. one way or the other.




CHAPTER 1

ADAM!

The angry voice that I am so accustomed to was oddly louder than expected today, which only meant 1 thing: I'm in trouble yet again.

"Comming" I replied

Now usually I would ask my mom what the hell I did, but today was different. No lying necesarry today,which is rather odd for me since i'm practically a chronic liar. When I get to my living room I see my mom standing in her semi-dominant stance looking at me with those piercing greenish eyes of hers. She had that stare in her eyes, the stare that can make you get on your knees and confess to any crim you may have commited. Its like she's trying to rip your soul out with that look. That scares me at times.

"Yeah mom" I said
"Can you explain to me why your teacher just called me?" She asked.

"I'm guessing it has to do with the correction I gave him today in class" I reply

"Correction?" she said.

"Yes mom,correction. MR.Mario can't seem to wrap his head around the fact that people are wrong sometimes,so I just told him he was wrong" I said

"And it looks like he took it to the heart this time"
Asshole

Mom knows when I tell the truth and she knew damn well I was telling the truth.

"I really don't know what to say" She said

"How about Don't do it again?" I say all smart-like

"Yeah, like I haven't said that before" She said
"Just go do your homework,if you have any"

"Will do" I said

I left the living room with a nice grin on my face. Mr. Mario is a perfect example of teachers(mainly men who teach) who don't get any at home from their wives and just take out their fustration out on their students. I'm not a bad kid, I get A's and B's in all my classes, I'm talented, and I have a bright future ahead of me-this is what any adult would say about me. The way I describe myself is in the following: 16 years old, Tall,somewhat built(still skinny though),I have an I.Q of probably 5.0 but I choose not to show my full potential,Music feen!,very lazy, and last but not least: failure in love.

Love

A mushy feeling all humans get when around another person they really care about eachother.Its pathetic.

I'm not unpopular don't get me wrong, I know almost everyone in my school,and my school is HUGE! so thats a pretty good acomplishment for anyone who goes to my school to have,but, i"m not that smooth when it comes to girls. I've only had two girlfriends. I'm not saying i'm trying to find my soulmate at 16 but a guy needs some lovin every now and then.

I get back to my room and hop on AIM on my computer,I see that I have a couple of texts on my phone due to the blinking blue light thats flashing at me. I just ignore it for now. I just plug in my headphones and open iTunes and play John mayer-Daughters, the song just calms me down when I feel rather irritated. My friend Mike hits me up just to tell me to get on live to play Modern Warfare 2, but I just told him I was too tired to play tonite. In reality I really was, so I just logged off AIM and turned off my mac. I plugged in my iPod and decided to listen to Lupe Fiasco's The coolest to end my night. It was exactly 11:42 and I wake up at 7:00 almost everyday. I turn off my lamp and just stare at my ceeling in the darkness, thinking,I always do this. I always have things that make me think, but tonite I just felt blank though. I really don't know why but I did.

"What the Hell is this?" I tell myself

I stay up for another two minuutes till I turn the pod off and close my eyes.

Nite world