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Among the Clumsy
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 Created on 4-12-08
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I stared out at the snow covered hills. Today, the school had gone to the ski slope and would be there for a couple of days. I was stuck inside because I had an unfortunate accident the week before and broke my leg.
My name is Erikka Moore. I am seriously accident prone and usually end up with more scars than I can count. Yeah, yeah I know scars aren't really attractive but most of mine are really cool looking. I have one on my upper arm shaped like. . .Sorry I'm getting off task. I have really short black hair because if it were longer I would probably cause more accidents if it went in my face. I have hazel eyes that are almost grey. Right now I'm wearing a black hoodie with baggy pants that conceal my cast.
I continued staring out the window when I was hugged from behind. I turned around and was an inch away from Sam's face. Sam had been my best friend since the first year of middle school. He smiled and acted like he was going to kiss me. I laughed and pushed him away. I wouldn't have minded if he had because he is gay as gay can be.
"Aw c'mon Erikka!" he said. "What would you have done if it was someone else?" He unwrapped his arms from around me and sat down.
"But it wasn't!" I said smiling. "Besides, it's just my luck if it was someone else." I noticed he was ignoring me and glaring at his ex who was hitting on the new boy, Zach. I got up off the couch in the lounge. I grabbed my cruches and wobbled over to him. "Hey!" I said. "Can you help me with the doors?"
"Sure!" said Zach, quickly. Sam's ex gave me a dirty look and scampered off. As soon as we got into the other room he let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks!" he said.
"Your welcome!"I said, smiling. "You looked like you were uncomfortable and I needed the doors opened for me. It seemed like a fair trade." He laughed and opened the next door for me.
I tripped over one of my cruches and fell backwards. He caught me and stood me up straight. "You alright?" he asked.
"Yeah!" I said, looking up at him. We stared at each other for a few minutes. He leaned in and. . .
CLIFFHANGER!
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