“Kelsi, time to get on the plane.” Ms.Neilson said as the other passengers got up to board the planes.
“Okay Mom,” She grabbed her bags and waited in line to board the plane.
Six hours later they arrived in New York City. They collected their luggage and went out to wait on an old friend of her Mom’s. She was supposed to pick them up and show them around the city. Her mom would not quit talking about how Kelsi and her friend’s son used to play together all the time when they were little and she lived in Albuquerque.
A woman pulled up in front of them in a red mini-van. She rolled down the window.
“Hey stranger,” she smiled, and Ms. Neilson pulled open the back gate and swung her suitcase into the back. Kelsi did the same, and then they both got onto the car. Until they found a house they were supposed to stay at her Mom’s friend’s house.
Her Mom and Mrs. Jackson chattered noisily the whole way to the house. When they reached the Jackson household, Kelsi saw a basketball goal in the backyard. Cool, she thought, I can play Basketball a little.
She stepped out of the car and as soon as she did being the clumsy person that she was she tripped and fell. Then she saw the reason she had fell, someone had left a skateboard lying on the ground.
“Elliot!!!” Mrs. Jackson yelled. Then out of the house came a guy with strait blonde hair and the biggest blue eyes Kelsi had ever seen, even bigger than Troy’s.
“Yeah Mom?”
“Are your friends over?”
“Yes ma’am.” He answered
“Well we have a guest and Dylan’s skateboard made her fall!”
“It’s okay Mrs. Jackson.” Kelsi interrupting their fight, “I’m fine, I’m naturally clumsy anyway. I’m used to falling.”
“It doesn’t matter he needs to learn how to keep it out of the way.”
“Dylan!” Elliot yelled into the house. “Come and move your skateboard.” Then not just one but two guys ran out of the house. One with black hair and big brown eyes and the other with short blonde hair and grey eyes. “James, why did you come out too, you could have stayed inside.”
“Sorry Dude, but your house creeps me out.” The guy with Short blonde hair, that was obviously James, told him.
“Why?”
“I have no clue.”
The other guy bent down and picked up his skateboard and said, “Let’s get back to our video game.”
“Sounds good to me.” James agreed. They walked back into the house. Kelsi carried the luggage in. They must not have seen her because when she was about to go and ask him for a basketball, when Dylan asked,
“Who’s that girl out there?”
“Some girl, her mom and she are going to stay here with us for a while until they find a house.” he replied still keeping his eyes on the video game
“To bad. Cuz she is Ugly!” Dylan laughed. Kelsi felt as if she had just been punched in the stomach.
“Yeah I know, what’s with the hats and the baggy clothes.”
“What’s she doin’ bringing back the disco era?” James laughed.
Kelsi turned and ran out the door. I hate this place, all the guys are jerks, and no one will even try to get to know me, she thought. Instead of playing basketball like she had planned, she walked back to the house and found her composition book that she wrote her songs in. She began to write little sayings that she wanted to use in a song.
Buildings with a hundred floors.
Swingin’ round revolvin’ doors.
As she began to think a song came to mind. She began to write. Every now and then she would look at her watch. They had gotten there at eight in the morning. It was lunch time when she finished the song. It looked like this.
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I just stared out my window
Dreaming of a could-be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)
Trying not to reach out
But when I'd try to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray (I would pray)
I could breakaway
[Chorus:]
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway
[Chorus:]
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Building with a hundred floors
swinging 'round revolving doors."
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway
I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway
She liked the song and now she was ready to try and get a basketball. As she stood up from the seat where she was sitting and when she turned around and ran into a guy with curly dirty blonde hair and big brown eyes
“I like your song.” He said.
“Were you reading over my shoulder?” she asked him.
“I was does that annoy you?”
“Well….Yes!”
“You didn’t even know I was reading over your shoulder until you got up to leave. It obviously doesn’t bother you that much.”
“Well, if you would excuse me I must go e-mail my friend in Albuquerque. Good-bye.” She walked off.
“Well,” he grabbed her arm. “Can I at least know what your name is?”
“Kelsi, you?”
“Tyler.”
“Bye Tyler.” Then she ran off toward the house.
She pulled out her laptop computer.
Sharpie,
How’s Albuquerque? New York stinks. I have met 4 guys already. You probably think I’m crazy cuz I think NYC stinks and I have met 4 guys well 3 of them were jerks. They were talking about me behind my back, but I was right behind their backs. Then the 4th guy snuck up on me and was reading over my shoulder while I was writing a song. Here it is:
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I just stared out my window
Dreaming of a could-be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray (I would pray)
Trying not to reach out
But when I'd try to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray (I would pray)
I could breakaway
[Chorus:]
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Wanna feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get onboard a fast train
Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)
And breakaway
[Chorus:]
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky
I'll make a wish
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I loved
I'll take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Building with a hundred floors
swinging 'round revolving doors."
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but
Gotta keep moving on, moving on
Fly away, breakaway
I'll spread my wings
And I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk
Take chance
Make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget the place I come from
I gotta take a risk
Take a chance
Make a change
And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway
I hope ya like it. Tyler did. AKA Tyler is the guy that was reading over my shoulder. Not that I really care that he liked it. Gotta go bye.
Kracker Jack (that’s one of my nicknames thought Kelsi needed one so she got mine)
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