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Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on March 22, 2007, 05:40:46 pm My first story, plz read and tell me what you think. =]
**Contains adult language Our story takes place in the NorthWestern part of the U.S. Spencer, a 15 year old boy, takes us through his teenage years living with his mom and abusive step-dad. On to the story! I stood glaring at the mirror like it was Doug. God, I hated him. He'd hit me before, but never for anything as stupid as this. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/mirrorhate1.jpg) It was about 6:26 and I was watching MTV before going out to catch the school bus. A music video for the Pussy Cat Dolls came on, and as usual, they were wearing skimpy clothing. My step-dad just happened to walk in as they were dancing around, and he took to mind that I was watching some perverted TV program. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE WATCHING!?" he screamed at me. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/TV1.jpg) He pulled me off the couch and held his fists up to his chest, just level with my face. As he drew his hand back, I braced myself for the punch. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/punch1.jpg) The pain hit me like a hurricane. I'd been hit before, but everytime, the pain got worse and worse. How could my mom love him? I hate him. He hates me, I know he does. I can feel his eyes scorning me, even when I'm not looking. When I walked up the bus steps that morning, I knew he was watching me then too. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/bus1.jpg) (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/windowhate1.jpg) I can't understand how my mother loves this "man". (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/hug1.jpg) I mean, he's lazy, no job, and plus....he smells, bad. All he does is lay on the couch all day! (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/lazy1.jpg) When I got home from school, the phone rang, so I ran to answer it. My friend Amy was on the other line asking about our math assignment that I didn't plan on doing. "Spencer, off phone, you, now!" yelled Doug from the couch. I grumbled silently and hung up the phone. "Go out back and rake the leafs." he continued. So, I walked outside with the rake, and made my way over to the trees. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/leafs4.jpg) It took me forever to finish the yard, but when I did, I was left with large piles of leaves I didn;t know what to do with. So, I burned them. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/leafs1.jpg) (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/leafs2.jpg) I was still outside when night rolled around the corner. And as the last pile of leafs burned silently, I couldn't help myself but to stare at it's lame beauty. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/fireboy1.jpg) Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: -Little-CJ- on March 24, 2007, 02:50:30 pm nice, great start.
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: xgreydovex on March 24, 2007, 04:43:27 pm its good, keep going!
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on March 24, 2007, 07:21:31 pm thnx, I'll update soon =]
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: Elven_Song on March 25, 2007, 05:13:23 pm That's awesome! I can't wait to find out what happens next! ^^
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on March 29, 2007, 01:00:39 pm Update time!! :D Story will have adult language throughout the whole thing just to warn you, now onto the update!
(http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/bed1.jpg) That dream catcher doesn't do anything for me. I still have nightmares about Doug, and my mom not knowing what he does to me. "Mom" I thought, "If only I could tell her." (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/momtalk2.jpg) "So, Spencer," I fell out of my day dreams to find my mom standing in my room. "How are things going with you and Doug?" she asked. "Fine." I replied. "Are you sure?" she continued. "Everything is fine." I stated. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/momtalk3.jpg) She knelt down by my bed now. "Is school going okay for you?" she asked. "School is fine." It seemed like that was the only thing I could say. "Sooo, any special girls there?" she asked jokingly. "MOM!" I was surprised she'd asked that, because there was a girl that I liked at my school, her name was Melissa. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/momtalk1.jpg) "Haha, I was only kidding, I have to go make dinner, I'll call you when it's ready." And with that, my mom walked out of my room. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/dinner1.jpg) About 20 minutes later everyone was called into the kitchen for a dinner of macaronni and cheese. Boy, what a surprise there. My mom wasn't much of a cook and Doug never made anything but an ass of himslef. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/dinner2.jpg) This dinner was actually pretty peacful and we all talked about our day. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/bus2.jpg) The next morning as I boarded the bus, I had butterflies in my stomache. Today was the day I planned on asking Melissa to the dance tomorrow. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/gym2.jpg) The day started out as usual, with gym. And of course, Melissa was in my gym class. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/gym1.jpg) I decided to try my luck at using the tredmill, to try and impress her. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/gym3.jpg) (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/whistle1.jpg) I'm not sure if it worked or not. I had tried to gather the courage to ask her out right before everyone hit the showers, but I just couldn't do it. So I decided to wait a little longer. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/hallway5.jpg) It was the end of the day and I still haden't asked Melissa to the dance yet. But, right after 9th period, I saw her talking to one of her friends in the hallway and decided, it's not or never. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/hallway4.jpg) I walked up to her and it was obvious her friend didn't want me there because she said, "I'll leave you two alone, catch ya lata Melissa." as she headed off to her homeroom. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/hallway1.jpg) "Hey, Spence, what's up?" Melissa asked me. I could have died right there. She knew my name! And she even shortened it to make it sound friendly! (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/ask1.jpg) "Oh, uhh, hi Melissa. Ummmm, I was wondering, if you know, you didn't already have a date to go with, I mean no that you wouldn't, but, uhhhh what I'm trying to say is, would you like to go the dance with me tomorrow night?" God, I'd made a fool of myself. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/hallway3.jpg) "Sure! I'd love to! It's gonna be sooo much fun!" she said with a smile. "Oh, great, then uhh, I'll pick you up around 7?" I managed to say. "Yeah, sounds good." she said as she walked off towards her locker. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/bathroom1.jpg) I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. "YESSS!!!!" I yelled. I was sooo excited for our date. Today was easily the best day of my grey life. The bell rang to go home so I walked out of the bathroom, grabbed my homework from my locker and headed out the front door. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/bus3.jpg) When i got off the bus,I was still in shock about Melissa saying yes to me. I decided to celebrate. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/leaveshappy1.jpg) I ran to the backyard and played in the leaves I'd raked. I haden't played with anything for a looong time. Not since I was a little kid. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/leaveshappy2.jpg) It was kinda lame for me to celebrate with leaves, but I didn't give a care! I was going on a date with the girl of my teenage dreams. And nothing could make me happier. Next update, we'll go along with Spencer on his date with Melissa and see how the night plays out. :toothy7: Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: LadyAzmodan on March 29, 2007, 09:29:08 pm this is a really cool story :)
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on March 29, 2007, 10:36:36 pm thnx, I was unsure of doing it at first!
~J3nny~ Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on March 30, 2007, 10:14:22 am LadyAzmodan, i luv ur story of Cain, read it on LJ. ;P
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: LadyAzmodan on April 04, 2007, 07:11:07 pm why thank you so much ((hugs)).
And Your story got loads of good stuff! you shouldnt think twice before uploading that anywhere! <-- impatiently waiting for an update. ;) :D Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on April 04, 2007, 07:16:20 pm haha thnx! -hugs baq- =P update coming soon! =]
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: xgreydovex on April 05, 2007, 09:57:35 am i luv it!
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: blissmoonb on April 05, 2007, 10:12:08 am rooooaaaarrrr updaTE!!:worship:
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on April 05, 2007, 06:46:26 pm ey guys, I'm working furiously to get the next update out, but from the looks of how things are going, there probably won't be an update until Saturday or Sunday. Sorry guys! But..this next post will definitly be worth the wait! ;)
~Jenny~ Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: SKinNyyy . on April 06, 2007, 04:29:02 am Love this storyyy!!! ;) Can't wait for the next update :love7:
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on April 08, 2007, 09:09:12 pm Update time! woot woot! :D This one took a while, but I hope it's worth it! =]
Tonight was my big date with Melissa, and I HAD to look my best. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/look4.jpg) But, of course, I was interupted when my mom came into the room. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/look3.jpg) "What ARE you doing?" she asked. "Getting ready for my date." I replied. "OH! My Spencer is going on his first date! How exciting!" she giggled. Just then she ran out of the room, she came back carrying a tux. "Try it on, then come outside and let me see how you look." she told me. So I put on the tux and stood outside my bedrrom. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/look2.jpg) "How do I look?" I asked, adding some cool-guy impression. "Swash-buckeling." my mom replied, what ever that meant. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/look1.jpg) "You look great!" she continued. "But, we need to fix your hair. And so, over course, we did. When we were finished and my mom was satisfied I headed out the front door. I spotted some flowers on our front porch and grabbed on for Melissa. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/flower1.jpg) Then I headed down the stairs and off to pick up Melissa. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/feet1.jpg) (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/leaving1.jpg) The place the dance was being held at was HUGE. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/arrive3.jpg) "Well, shall we?" Melissa asked. "Uhhh, yea." was my reply. We headed up the front stairs and into the foyer. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/walkin1.jpg) (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/arrive2.jpg) There weren't that many people at this dance, just the usual people from school. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/lookaround1.jpg) (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/lookaround2.jpg) "Let's go sit down." I heard Melissa offer. I didn't say anything, just followed her over to the bar area. We sat down and started talking. "So, Spence, I can call you Spence right?? Well Spence, I'm really glad you asked me to this dance. You seem..." I wasn't ever paying attention to what she was saying. I couldn't stop gawking at her. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/smile1.jpg) "Y-yea, mm hm." I nodded like I was paying attention. "Hey! Let's go dance!" she suddenly blurted out. "Yea, alright." I said as I followed her out onto the dance floor. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/dance3.jpg) (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/dance1.jpg) We were having so much fun. And she seemed so happy to be around me. "Oh my gosh! They have kareoke!" she said shocked. She grabbed my hand and we rushed over to the kareoke machine. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/kk2.jpg) I felt uncomfortable at first, but, she seemed to open up easily so, I just let go and acted like a fool. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/kk1.jpg) When we finished the song, we looked at eachother and burst out laughing. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/laugh1.jpg) "We totally rocked!" she said happily. "Yea! You should go on American Idol." I complimented her. "Nahhh, hahaha." she chuckled. When the night started to calm down, we headed back onto the dance floor. Melissa quickly took my hand and pulled me close to her. When we started dancing so close, my heart began pounding like crazy. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/closedance1.jpg) She either was really into the music, or really into me. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/close3.jpg) "Spencer, let's go outside, it's such a nice night." she whispered. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/close2.jpg) Once outside, we found a nice secluded sitting area. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/table1.jpg) We sat down across from eachother and no one said much for a while. Then, she reached her hand out and touched mine. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/hands1.jpg) "Spencer, I, I really like you. You're a really awsome guy." I was surprised to hear these words, and coming from Melissa's mouth! "Yea, same here. Exept, not the guy part." I responded. She smiled at me and laughed. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/smile2.jpg) We sat there for a while, just holding hands. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/holdhands1.jpg) "Come with me." she said and got up out of her seat. We headed onto a little bridge and she pulled me in close. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/hold1.jpg) That was the happiest moment of my life. When Melissa kissed me. (http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k267/JLG_13/kissout1.jpg) Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on April 12, 2007, 08:07:16 pm hope you guys enjoy the new update! =]
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: Elven_Song on April 13, 2007, 01:53:42 pm This story's really good! I look forward to more chapters in the future! ^^
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on April 13, 2007, 05:26:08 pm thank you very much! ^^;
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: xgreydovex on April 17, 2007, 09:53:35 am its so cute! i luv it. Cant wait for more updates :)
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: Jade21 on April 21, 2007, 01:40:05 am Great story!Hope to see new update soon! =3
Title: Home is where the heart is...right? Post by: JennyLynn on April 21, 2007, 09:23:18 am There'll be an update sometime in the next week, I've been SWAMPPED with homework. =P
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