Sup. IMPORTANT NOTICE: I have added an extra sentence to the beginning of my first chapter! So if you have read up to this part please check that out first. I know it is insignificant but trust... It works. Otherwise never mind. So on with the story! Shoutout to jxsschxn for the cool idea! 

Yoo da lay hi hoo!

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OMG. Guess what amazing cool fun totally-not-boring subject I am doing now? Go on guess! You guessed it... English. Note the strong sense of sarcasm.

I played with the chain of my necklace, fidgeting around... A lot. I just wasn't the type of person that would sit still... Okay? Next to me, Thomas had sunk low into his seat his head resting on his elbows. Aw... Even the way he sat was cute.

The teacher mumbled something else about our homework and how it was due tomorrow. She also was rather cross with the trouble maker Sam and instead made Evelyn work with Shawn. He seemed obnoxious to her blushing. God she was SO obvious. So are you, inner me reminded me.  A couple more words about how she expected the video to turn out and then poof... She was gone. 

Jokes. The bell as usual tried to blast off our ears and everyone scrambled for the door. I stayed behind to wait for Myra and Thomas. After they were done we walked to my house together whilst Thomas filled in what we did last night for Myra.

"Ooh! I can be like the singer preparator(not even a word) for Julia and make up artist!"

I paused. "Wait-singing? He(I pointed bluntly at him) is singing."

Thomas laughed and shook his head. "No, you are. Your the main character. I am only singing snippets of it. After all you are the one that eventually forgets m-" he choked slightly and didn't finish.

Fudge cake with sugar honey ice tea. With a double helping of Crud and god-help-me sprinkles. I walked quietly the rest of the way. As I always did, I unlocked the front door and we all went inside, propping our bags along the corridor before going up to my bedroom. Since it was spacious and it had good lighting; we figured it would work best. Plus the girly setting suited the romantic theme.  A couple feisty chats about what would happen and who did what, we settled down with using my paper heart garland as the main prop. Trust me... I did try. Our film was called: My almost-lover who gave me a heart. 

So technically for our story, it was about a girl and a boy who grew up together, and danced around using a paper heart garland he gave to her; which she strung up on the wall. The years passed. The girl always loved him and the boy always loved her. When they were older the girl still loved him but he no longer loved her. Then she slowly put him behind her and ended up cutting down the garland. Tragic right? It was going to be a silent film black-and-white with the sound being our singing and guitar-playing of Almost lover by a Fine Frenzy. Well... Mainly my singing, which sucked. Big time. And even though both Thomas and Myra said my singing was really melodious and good, I highly doubted it. But I was impressed when Thomas said that he could edit the video so that despite it being black and white, the red from the hearts would stand out and contrast. We are so going to smash this.

First we had to get all the clips for the film. We got the camera and set the settings to black and white, and I called my cousins to come over. Their names were Lily and Julian and being cute and 8, they suited the role perfectly. We just told them to start jumping around on my (very neatly made) bed and to play with the garland. The magic just naturally followed with my (neat) pillows thrown around my room and with Lily tangling herself with the garland. Then she pinned it up on the wall with blue tack(via my instruction) Afterwards, my room was a big pig mess and the first clip was done.

The next clip was simple. The girl and boy were very close-friends in primary school. Hence the reason I also told them to bring their plaid school outfits. Myra plaited Lily's golden locks hair in two braids with ribbon and combed Julian's hair so they looked older. Another bonus to it being a black and white movie. Hair color wasn't an issue. Thomas added a few rips to the heart garland to make it look old and frayed. I made them sit on the table in the corner which was decorated with old school chalk boards and photos. They held hands and laughed while the camera slowly panned to the heart garland which still hung there. Yes. That was done as well.

After Lily and Julian were picked up, I polished off my school uniform. We once again sat at the table, although while I was laughing he wasn't anymore. It was easy enough. I just told horrible your-mum jokes and chortled a lot while he looked away, those eyes saying: help me. That was done. Now the hard part. I mean... Okay. It wasn't hard, but for me it was. For me. They filmed me grabbing the even more frayed heart garland and taking it to see the boy. Only to arrive and see the Thomas flirting with Myra, tucking a lock behind her ear. She hugged him. My heart froze and even though I knew it was acting( at least for one of them...) it still hurt me, a lot, to watch them like that. At least the hurt expression on my face in the camera looked realistic and heart broken. Because it was real.

The last was when I sadly walked away with tears leaking out of my cheeks, before taking a pair of scissors and slowly cutting the heart garland into tiny pieces, knowing the past was just all a good memory. The way my heart was broken into tiny pieces as well. That was deep. At least for the film. Easy enough. I thought of all the sad things in my life and though about Thomas leaving me. Soon the tears came and I hastily batted my eyes to make the tears fall faster so that they streaked down my cheeks. Then I grabbed my poor unfortunate garland and sat on the now neat bed before taking a pair of scissors and slowly cutting it into pieces. Leaving me surrounded by sad broken red hearts, my broken face looking straight into the ( super blinding) light of the camera. Shout out to those actors who could actually cry and not appear to be constipated, such as me.

"Cut," called Myra and I stopped instantly, mopping up my tears with my sleeve. Thomas came over and hugged me. A beautiful and equally effective way to make me happy again. The clips were all edited and now... For my least favorite part... The singing. Ugh, the times Thomas had to encourage me just to sing a line was hilarious. It was like my entire life was a blooper. But I did it. Just for him. Because whenever I sang, his smile would smile just a little bit brighter. Whenever I sang, I made his life just that little bit better. Ironic seeing as I was singing sadly but smiling happily as I did so. 

When I finished my final note I made sure to crack it slightly so it would add more emotion. 

"You are so good at singing," encouraged Myra for the billionth when I finished singing all my parts. I rolled my eyes. Thomas didn't have half as much to sing, weird as he was after all the ultimate singer. And then after 3 hours in total of endless work, make up and camera angles... We had finished our clip which was due tomorrow. I really wanted an A, since we worked SO hard on this. Myra had to leave immediately since she had a 'gigantic bug fat ton of boring algebra' to do. This left me and Thomas. He simply grabbed the guitar and once again sang my now favorite song, Everybody. Only this time I didn't interrupt one bit. That way I could enjoy the view more. As he sang he stared into the distance. After he rounded off the last soft verse, I clapped happily and said

"That was beautiful. Who were you singing for?"

He frowned. Then he opened his mouth and closed it. It opened it once more only to be cut off by the knocking. Again. I growled and got up, with him slowly following behind. 

"Goodbye Julia's Mum" he politely said brushing past her. I stood in the doorway, only thinking of what he would have said. If not he had been interrupted. I also forgot to tell him my ballad. But then I smiled, today had not been a total loss after all.