The little things: chapter 3

Chapter 3

Kaitlyn’s POV

                As Parker races down the hall with me on his shoulders, I glance at the faces around us. i got mostly jealous glares from girls who would pay anything to be in my situation right now, a couple of math geeks who were quite annoyed to see someone disturbing their study period and a bunch of teachers who couldn’t care less about the disturbance happening.  Hey, It’s highschool. It’s pretty much a normal sight.

                As Parker drops me off at my next period, Physics(boring), he grabs his bag from me and gives me one last reminder. “remember Katie, life is too short to live it alone. Why don’t you try finding a girlfriend this year, you know experience all those girls night out mani pedi sessions you never had. “  typical parker, always looking out for me “I have girlfriends. I just don’t feel like doing all those things. They seem… pointless. But fine, to prove to you that I can lead a fairly good social life I suppose I could ask Alice to go with shopping with me this weekend” “alice? That girl in who sits in front of you in English?” “Yes, that alice. Shes been my lab partner for two straight years. And hey, she seems like a nice girl, you know. Once you get to talk to her” parker then pokes my nose, a sign that he has once again been defeated by moi. “ have it your way kitty kat. Anyways. 2 more periods and were home free. I heard theres a new lunch lady so im dying to try out the food.” “you pig! Hah fine, go on thenhistory is waiting.“  with a quick hug and a punch in the arm for parker, it was time to get to class and we departed ways.

                “ hey Katie! Thanks for being my  awesome bestfriend” with a smile, I reply “and thanks for being mine!” “farewell for now. For we shall see each other soon” “adieu to you my loving friend I shall see you when the wretched bell sings its lovely tune” “I love you bestfriend!” “And I too love you.”

                Yes, I admit. The way we say goodbye is quite cheesy. We made it up when we were Grade school and it stuck ever since. After physics, I had two free subjects  and  Parker had to take remedial classes in order to bump up his GPA. I whipped out my phone and decided to rub it in his face.

“ hey there! How’s remedial going?”

A few seconds later he replied

“torture. I can’t believe this is actually legal”

“well, your fault you don’t study. Wait, aren’t you not allowed to text during class”

“yea, but id rather text than learn about 19^th century Romanticism and Humanism. Whats past is past I don’t get why we have to linger on about this.”

“if you were listening last year you wouldn’t be there in the first place.

“well I’m sorry I’m not like you. Little Ms. Valedictorian with her Stanford prelaw early admission scholarship and her multiple school academic awards .”

“haha. Well you could have been the same if you actually spent all of your high school focusing on actual school rather than date a multiple string of girls and playing football 24 hours a day.”

“hey! Those girls were special”

“oh yea, name one.”

“well theres…uhm.. ok. You got me Katie. I promise to “study harder” gotta go! Mr. Wayne is coming this direction. See you at lunch”

Hmph. Typical. Oh well, I guess I’ll spend the remainder of this time listening to music and strolling around the school garden. This garden was always special to me. It’s here where I spend endless afternoons with Parker just goofing around and jamming on our guitars. It always had this power to distract me and take me to another world. Well, I guess the Garden;’s magic power was working way too well as I was too distracted with choosing songs, I hadn’t noticed I was walking right into another student and before you know it I fell butt first onto the soft green grass. “oh terribly sorry, I guess I wasn’t watching where I was going. Oh, how daft of me.”  I look up and see this gorgeous blonde haired Adonis. And he’s british too. Score! “ oh no, it’s okay. I was a little distracted o. Say, you’re new around here aren’t you? I’m Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn Summers. And you are? “  I held out my hand and he shook it gently. Wow. for such a big guy, he has such soft hands “Jacob,” he says “ Jacob Kensington. Pleased to make your acquaintance. Yea, I just transferred here from London cause of my father’s job. I’m wondering if you could help me out I cant find my next class. Algebra is it?” “oh that’s in room 143. I’ll take you there myself, I have free period so I don’t really have anything to do”. “will you? Oh thank you kind miss. Say, are you free anytime next week. I need someone to show me around the area” is he asking me out?? “well yea, anytime next week then” “jolly good.well we better get going”.

                                 As we walk down to room 143, Jacob tells me a bunch of stuff about London and how he loves America. Frankly, I couldn’t care less. His british accent is so adorable I cant help but just stare at him. It’s like a feeling I never had before. I feel so warm and happy inside. Wait a minute. Is this really what I think it is? Is this my first crush? No freaking way. I need to tell Parker right away. This cannot be. “well here I am, Algebra 101. Thanks a bunch for taking me here Kaitlyn. I hope you have a lovely day”  “yea, you too. See ya!”  and I walk back to the garden recalling what just happened. “ugh, High School. What have you done to me”.

Parker’s POV

                                How much more of this do I have to endure? I mean, who cares what happened in the 19^th century. i stare at the clock hanging above the whiteboard. 5 minutes more. 5 minutes more and I get to go to my favorite part of the school day. Lunch. Even though I’m not that hungry after eating mrs. Summers’ chocolate chip pancakes, I’m more than happy enough to get out of class. Yea, I probably should have worked harder last year. Maybe I wont be here and instead I’ll be in the garden with Kaitlyn slacking off and spending free period just relaxing.

                                *RING* oh thank heavens! Yes! I grab my bag and bolt out the door. Freedom has never tasted this sweet. Walking to my locker I see a familiar Purple Leather Jacket and pounce on her back. “HEY KATIE”  as usual, she punches my arm “ PARKER! What the? You almost gave me a heart attack” “hahah sorry my dear, I just needed to relieve some stress. Come on! The lunch room awaits.”  I sling my arm across her shoulder and walk to the lunch room as I relate my morning experiences while she chews on yet another pack of gum. I have to admit, it’s a pretty annoying habit but I guess I have to live with it. She is my best friend after all.

                                “What? Mystery meat? We pay an enormous tuition fee just to eat this?” When it comes to food, Me and Kaitlyn were definitely separated at birth. “exactly. The school board’s just using the money to build that new auditorium. Theyr’e even taking down the music program just so they could build a new basketball court.“  She stops and looks at me with those wide eyes and gives me her areyoufreakingkidding me look. “WHAT?!?!? Seriously?  oh lord, give me enough patience to not beat up these crazy people “ I knew it. You see, Kaitlyn was Heathridge’s star violinist. When she plays, Everyone stops in their tracks and listens. Without the music program, she couldn’t reach her dream of becoming A violinist in Sydney’s famous opera house. I just silently watched Kaitlyn rant on about how unfair the school system is. When it looked like she was about to explode I did the only thing that can calm her down. I grabbed her legs and slung her over my shoulder “Parker Ryan! You put me down this instant!”  Don’t you just love it when she gets mad. “I’lll put you down once you calm down. “  after a few minutes she finally stopped punching and kicking. “fine”, she says in her calm voice,”let’s just finish our lunch. We have the pep rally to get to after lunch”.  Agreed. 

The little things: chapter 2

Chapter 2

Kaitlyn’s POV

                                *huff**huff* oh shucks. Why me? Why?!! Why is it I’m always late for the first class on the first day of school. This is starting to become a habit for me. I burst into History 101 just as the final bell rings. “I’M HERE! I’’m here..”  I stand there as the entire class stares at me. “ that’s wonderful Ms. Summers. You can take a seat over there. “  I look towards the middle of the room and realize that all the seats in that area were taken. With a sigh I proceeded to the only seat that was vacant. How convenient was it that the chair was located in the front, directly in front of the teacher’s table. Oh joy. How will I sleep now. Oh well, this is gonna be one tough class.

                                As I listen to Ms. Taylor go on and on about the cold war, I observe my new surroundings. I notice that I knew only about half of the people in this class. Wow. I should go out more often. I guess I was so comfortable just staying at home with Parker and Nina(serena) that I kind of forgot how to go out and “socialize”. Come to think of it, I haven’t been to a single party in ages. Oh, What am I doing with my life. 20 minutes before the class was scheduled to end, Ms. Taylor did something totally unexpected, “Okay class, since this is only your first day, I’m thinking of going easy on you guys. I’m giving you the rest of the class to go around and mingle with your classmates. Provided you minimize your voice.”  What?!? Right when she gave us free time. I knew exactly what would happen. About half of the girls attacked me and bombarded me with endless questions about Parker “ is it true he sleeps shirtless” “ Are you sure you guys are just friends” “whats his favorite food?” and a lot of other ridiculous questions. I tried my best to answer their questions in a polite manner “ sometimes” “pretty sure” “ I don’t know, lasagna??”  Does it get tiring? Yes. Do I always tell them the truth? No. hey, it was their fault for attacking me with their questions rather than go to Parker himself. Tis a day in the life of Kaitlyn summers,  the best friend of the one and only Parker Ryan.

                *ring* finally! I quickly grab my things and dash out of that classroom like somebody suddenly contracted the plague. Now I just have to make it through the rest of the day.

Parker’s POV

                Finally! Math, why don’t you go find your x and solve your own problems. I highly doubt I’ll use any of this in my future life. Well, 3 more classes to go and it’s lunchtime. Walking down the hallway, I bump into yet another familiar face, Grace.  Grace Ferell is your all around mean girl. Popular, pretty, head cheerleader. With her looks, she can snag just about any guy she wanted. We dated for a short while during the summer but then I saw her transform into one of those overly attached girlfriend types so I just had to dump her. Hey, a guy needs his space. Well rumor is, she’ll do anything to get me back.

Oh crap she’s headed this way. Just walk slowly. No eye contact. Just make it to second period and you’re home free. “HEY PARKER!”  damnit. She saw me. Now what do I do. Okay parker, act cool “hey there grace. Have you lost wait. Oops I think I hear the bell. Gotta go, don’t wanna be late for second period.” Smooth. Now I’m half walking half running until she suddenly pounces in front of me and made me almost fall over “are you ignoring me?? I thought you loved me?” is this girl crazy or what? “grace, I thought I already told you. I don’t want to be with you anymore. You have to find someone else.” She then grabs my arms and starts shaking me “ but I don’t wanna be with anyone else. I want to be with you”  Okay. I better break up this little cry fest, people are starting to stare. But how exactly.

And as usual, just as things were starting to get loud. Out of nowhere appears Kaitlyn. Seriously, This girl always has excellent timing. She gives me a look as I mouth help me. Our ways of unspoken communication has its perks. She casually strolls over to where we are standing and (with flair, might I add) pulls grace apart from my shaking arms, looks her in the eye and recites her usual premade bad breakup bailout speech

                “Okay, I know this is hard for you. But listen. You have just broken up from the fabulous Parker Ryan. Although it may seem like the world is ending, don’t worry. It’s not. So what I need you to do is get your little booty out of here and go find yourself a man who could put up with all the drama you have in your life”. And almost like magic, Grace stares at kaitlyn, then at me and quietly walks in the other direction slowly disappearing from our sight. “ and that my dear parker, is how it is done”.  i felt almost obligated to bow down and kiss he ground she walks on. “Thank you thank you thank you. I have no idea what I’ll do without you. Youre a lifesaver!”  I pulled her into a bearhug and messed up her hair, the way I always did ever since we started kindergarten. “yea, yea, save it for wheni have a video camera on. For now, let’s just try to get to class” “agreed, at least let me give you a ride, for old time sake”  she smiles at me with her signature grin as she hops on my back with my backpack on her back. “you good up there Katie?” “ready as always” “ok then. Onwards to adventure” “To infinity and beyond.”

I race down the hall with my bestfriend on my shoulders and not a care in the world.

The little things: Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Kaitlyn’s POV

                                                7 a.m.*Beep Beep* WAKE UP * Beep Beep*

                                Ugh. I’m seriously gonna kill the person who invented Alarm Clocks. Like waking up wasn’t bad enough. I drag my otherwise useless body off my bed and begin my daily routine. 20 minutes for Hair, makeup and outfit of the day then its off to breakfast for me.

                                “Hey Kitty Kat! Hurry up! You don’t wanna be late for your first day of Senior Year. It’s our last chance to get the best lockers” I hear parker yell from the kitchen. That’s Parker Ryan. To everyone he’s Heathridge High’s quarterback, Campus hunk and all around Ladies’ man. But to me, He’s Parker, My bestfriend ever since I could remember. We know practically everything about each other and being the bestfriend of the Player, girls flock to me with endless questions like “what’s his favorite color” or “ Does he really go to the gym 6 times a week?” Frankly, It’s getting pretty annoying. People know that were just friends, Probably why boys don’t exactly come worshipping the ground I walk on just because they know what Parker can do to them once they hurt me.

                                “ Yea, hold your horses, I’ll be right down.” I quickly changed into my pre-arranged first day of school outfit. A white tank top, ultra-fitting Black leggings and my favorite purple leather jacket. It was  Spirit week at Heathridge so as a tradition the kids wear the School’s signature colors, Black and Purple. Even Parker, who’s attire seems to never change(varsity jacket and jeans) changed his usual attire and went with a plain purple Shirt, Black ripped pants and a Black Leather jacket that matches mine. I hurry on down to the dining area where I see that Mom has made our special first day of class breakfast, Chocolate chip pancakes and strawberry milk. “Good morning Kaitlyn, I see it’s spirit week again. Parker just went to the bathroom, Dad’s already at work and he dropped Serena off so she wont be going to school with you and parker today” says my mom in her usual early morning sing-song voice. “ Thanks mom” I grab a plate and start to dig in when parker comes out of the bathroom “well there’s the early bird. Hey Katie. Oh and Mrs. Summers the doorknob in the bathroom was loose so I hope you don’t mind but I tightened it for you.”  Parker had a certain interest in fixing thing. He was around so much that we hardly ever had to call a mechanic to fix things around the house. “of course I don’t mind, thank you parker. You better get going kids, don’t wanna be late for your first day of school. My, it seems like just yesterday you two were swimming in the backyard with just your diapers on.”  Too much information  mom.  “Mom, That was 12 years ago. We know better than to swim half naked in the backyard pool. Anyways, better get going before this turns into an official cry fest.” I grab my backpack and drag Parker towards the front door as he screams “Bye Mrs. Summers! Thanks for the pancakes”

                We hop into Parker’s cherry red ferrarri and go through our first day of school protocol. “ So Katie, You remember my rules and regulations”  whispers parker. “ of course, Always eat lunch together unless emergencies arise, No overdecorating our lockers and always grab the middle seat in every class we take. And you?” “ as usual, If practice runs late I text you first, No backsasssing the new teachers and no dating Girls 3 years older and younger than me. “ he says the last one with a smirk. “all right, looks like were set. Let’s just hope this year goes better than the others.”  Parker  starts the ignition, cranks up the radio and drives us to our very first day of senior year.

Parker’s POV

                As soon as we arrive at school, the same familiar feeling of dread washes over me. The feeling that you get when you realize you have to stand 9 straight months of pure torture in this Mental institution they call “high school”. Luckily I have Kaitlyn by my side or else I would have declared myself mentally insane. Her and me, were a team. Best friends through thick and thin. She’s been there through all the girls, late night movie marathons and bad date bailouts. Partners in crime until the world ends. That’s what everyone knows about us, we will never leave each other’s sides.

                We enter  the hallways and immediately crowds of girls start swarming around us. I have to admit, it feels nice to be loved even if it’s a little too much. “Hi Parker, wow, your muscles have surely grown bigger” “ hey parker how was your summer?” “ nice ass parker”  I listen as the endless wave of compliments comes pouring out from those desperate girls’ mouths. I glance at Katie as she merely rolls her eyes as we walk down the hall. Being my best friend ever since we even started school, She got sort of used to all the girls clinging to me. It makes me wonder why she never has girlfriends. Well except for Aira, but she moved away to los angeles when we were in the 8^th grade. After her, she never really felt comfortable around the other girls. I don’t blame her, high school has changed those sweet innocent girls into a couple of mean, spiteful, overdecorated Barbie dolls.

                “Parker, Parker!” huh. What. I didn’t even notice I was spacing out. “ I said,whats youre locker assignment?”  I come back to my senses and dig around in my bag for my folder. “hm.. lemme see. Locker no. 13. And yours? “  I wait until kaitlyn looks for her binder “ locker no. 2, hey that’s like directly across the hall from yours. That’s the 6^th time they did that. “  everyone knows were bestfriends and practically inseparable, even the administrating staff. I figured they did this on purpose. “ Locker buddies through and through”

                                                                *RING**RING*

                “oh well, theres the bell catch you later parker. And remember, no breaking girls hearts while I’m gone”. “wow. How can I live without you. I’ll try to be a good boy while you’re gone”  I watch Kaitlyn walk down to her class as I turn around ready to face the horrors of Advanced Algebra.

The little things Prologue

Prologue

                So I know what you guys are wondering, “Ugh. Not another sappy boy-meets-girl Rom-com story” ”how many of these stories does this world need”. Come on, give me a break I haven’t even started yet. But this story is different. You see, sometimes in this ordinary life, love gives us a fairytale. And although my fairytale isn’t perfect, It’s one worth sharing. And who knows, I may not be alone. Some of you out there might have the exact same story as me. So sit back, relax, and enjoy. J

Xoxo  ;) <3

(c) Kat :)