Author has written 5 stories for Rise of the Guardians, Shake It Up!, and Austin & Ally.
Not Your Typical Girly Girl has been posted for anyone interested. Sorry for the uber long wait.
I have recently changed my Pen Name to ClaireBearR5. I was originally I love Kick Ausally and GeCe. Don't worry I'm the same person, I just felt like I needed a new name.
Important: I really need a beta for the above story. So if you're interested in betaing ( is that even a word ?) it or anything else for me please PM me. Please PM me!
My name’s Claire, but everyone likes to call me Claire Bear. I’m the girl you see standing outside of the group, the one who silently observes, and awaits someone to come up to her. But once you get to know me your realize I'm very talkative especially when I'm excited. I'm also very goofy and crazy. I’m the girl who is always day dreaming, doesn’t judge, and is never afraid to let people know her opinion. I can't stand to see anyone picked on; I’m always ready to stand up for my friends, or those who can’t stand up for themselves.
I’m a teenager in 12th grade or my Senior year. You can guess my age if you want. I’ll give you a hint I’m older than 13 but younger than 18.
I’m a blonde, but I don’t believe all those stupid blonde jokes. We’re not dump we just act like it because we can get away with it. I’m short 5’. I wear glasses and contact. But I love glasses better.
I’m a daydreamer, writer, actor, and singer. I like to write stories, songs, and in my journal. My daydreaming helps with that. I hope to write a book someday. I'm a songwriter and hope to one day publish my songs. So if one day I become famous, you can all say you knew me when I was writing songs and stories on Fan Fiction.
I love to read. Romance, adventure, humor, and especially mystery are some of my favorite. I love fan fictions especially romance ones between my favorite couples.
I love to laugh. I’m not even kidding. I love it so much, I feel better when there’s a smile on my lips and giggles coming from my mouth. I don’t even mind when my side starts to hurt.
My favorite music groups include: R5, Owl City, Bridgit Mendler, Taylor Swift, Demi Lovato, Kelly Clarkson, Carrie Underwood, Britt Nicole.
My favorite T.V. shows are: Austin & Ally, Marvels' Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and Sherlock. I’m also a huge shipper of Ausally, Kick and GeCe (as you can tell from my Pen Name).
My favorite Movies are: The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and Beauty and the Beast. I am a huge fan of beauty and the beast romances.
Favorite Actors and Actress: Benedict Cumberbatch, Tom Hiddleston,Jenniffer Lawerence, and Natalie Portman.
Inspiring People: Bethany Hamilton . Just love these people. They inspire me.
My favorite Song: Fine By Me by Andy Grammar. This changes constantly because music is a huge part of my life.
Favorite Colors: Purple and Light blue. I love to wear light blue, because I think it looks awesome on my skin tone.
My favorite books and book series are: Hunger Games series, .
My favorite author is: Dannah Gresh.
Any more questions about my life, Just PM me I love internet friends.
Best Fan Fiction Friends: Shine956 and sawesome1
Updates on my stories
What I'm working on: Not Just A Girly Girl: Chapter 4
Austin & Ally one-shot
Coming Soon: Not Your Typical Girly Girl: Chapter 2
Updated: Not Your Typical Girly Girl: Chapter 1
New: Not Your Typical Girly Girl: Prologue
Prompts or Request
I'm now willing to take request. Just PM with a song or prompt and I will write a one-shot for it. I also will give you credit and PM you when it's ready.
One-shot to R5 song's I want U Bad. Request from 1DR5
I want be your friend
I love my friends and wouldn't mind some new ones. So if your ever up to it PM me. I love to talk and answer questions. I take all suggestions and even flames. I can encourage, and remind you how beautiful you are, when you need to be reminded most. I stand up for my friends, and I'll stand up for you. I'll read and review your stories. I'll be there when you need someone to talk to. I'll put you as my favorite authors and always make sure others read your stories. I might even dedicate a chapter, song, or one-shot to you.
I'm on Social Media
My twitter Name is ClaireBearR5. Please follow me, I always follow back.
My Instagram is bearclairerr5. Please follow me I always follow back.
I had a Imagine written about me
Check it out. R5 Imagines by rockyr5. Chapter 4: I love Kick Ausally and GeCe
My restrictions in writing
I believe in clean writing so in my stories there will be no:
Super descriptive Sexual stuff
Gay and lesbians
Extreme Gory detail
Anything over a T rating
If you have a problem with my friends, you have a problem with me.
Pairing I Ship
Shake it up:
Gunther x CeCe= GeCe
Ty x Tinka= Tynka
CeCe x Logan = Cogan
Rise of the Guardians:
Jack Frost x Red Riding Hood ( OC ) = Reck
Jack Frost x Elsa = Jelsa
Jack x Kim= Kick
Austin & Ally:
Austin x Ally = Ausally
Marvel's Avengers universe:
Black Widow X Captain America= Romanogers/ Steveasha
Loki x Jane =Lokane
Loki x Black Widow = Black Frost
Pepper x Tony = Pepperony
Loki x Elsa
Amu x Ikuto = Amuto
Kickin'it with Songs: Song List
1. Met You: Episode: Wasabi Warriors Singer: Kim
2. Wasabi Warriors: Episode: no specific episode Singer: Wasabi Warriors
*3. Never Wear a Tux: Episode: The Wrath of the Swan Singer: Jack
4. Yet I did: Episode: no specific episode Singer: Kim
*5. Just Kiss Her: Episode: Karate Games Singer: Jack
6. Times We Had: Episode: Kickin'it on Our Own Part 1 Singer: Any of the Wasabi Warriors
7. Cheater: Episode: New Jack City Singer: Jack
*8. My Hero: Episode: Ricky Weaver Singer: Kim
9. Fair Fight: Episode: Kim of Kong Singer: Kim
10. Make You Mine: Episode: Kun Fu Cop Singer: Jack
11. Too Late: Episode: Kickin'it On Our Own Part 2 Singer: Jack
12. Just a Dream: Episode:Wazambi Warriors Singer: Kim
13. Every Day: Episode: Spyfall Singer: Jack
It doesn't matter what others think of your work, it only matters what you think of it.
Random Stuff I decide to Paste and Copy( This section is long)
If you can read this message, you are smart because over two billion people in the world cannot read at all:
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If you could read that put it in your profile!
Take a walk in the house with a toothbrush.
Read the text on a shampoo bottle.
Laugh ay our own jokes when we haven't even shared it.
Push a door when it clearly says 'PULL'.
We ask, 'What?' when we understand everything perfectly.
Hate it when the wind messes up our hair.
Look in the fridge 10 times without eating anything.
Have to call our own phones to find it.
Check the time on our phones when we are wearing a watch.
Turning our pillow around so we sleep on the cold side.
When we stay up late, we count how many hours of sleep we get.
Smiling while reading this. :)
Copy and paste this if you are happy being a girl. :)
“Writing is considered stereotypical. Writing is considered dorky.
You probably laugh at the girl in the corner of the room, who is scribbling something in her notebook yet again. She only makes eye contact if absolutely necessary, which isn’t often. You wonder how long she has had that notebook, because it looks old and torn, and you don’t remember a time you have ever seen her without it.
You see her in a coffee shop, observing everything and everyone. You look at her as if she was a weirdo, and she looks at you back. She doesn’t tear her gaze away, so you do it instead. She immediately begins to write in that notebook of her’s, making you wonder what’s inside it.
At the school dance, she comes without a date or friends. You and your date were having fun, but as soon as she gets there, you feel distracted. She simply sits at a table, writing in her notebook, glancing up every so often to take in her surroundings. You excuse yourself from your date and sit down next to her, hoping to just see what she’s writing. She doesn’t even look at you; just gets up and sits down at the next table.
You think you just got rejected by a nerd.
You are practicing football in the park, and when you’re dismissed, you get ready to go. As soon as you are about to leave, you see a shape moving around in the middle of the field. You take a closer look and realize that it is her, laughing and spinning around in the tall grass. She collapses down and begins to jot down more things in her notebook, the smile not leaving her face.
You are walking down an empty hallway, but stop because you hear the sound of crying. You take a peak around the corner and see her leaning up against the lockers, crying her eyes out. She is furiously writing in her notebook, not even realizing that you are watching her. You feel really bad, but you can’t associate yourself with nerds like her.
If only you saw everything from her perspective…
She is not a nerd, she is a writer. There is a big difference. When she sits in the corner of the room and writes, it shows that she can’t get that burning idea for a story out of her head. A writer cannot pay attention to anything else before they write down all the ideas etched in the back of their minds.
When she sits in the coffee shop, watching everyone walk by, she is not being creepy. It most likely means she has writer’s block, and is searching everywhere for inspiration. Little did you know, when you locked eyes with her, you gave her everything she needed. All a writer needs for a good story is simply an exchanged glance.
A writer goes to an event to make memories. Writers use memories to make great stories. The girl went to the dance for just that reason. She was quite angry when you sat next to her; all writers need their concentration. She didn’t even know that the person who sat down was you before she moved tables to find a place to write in peace. A writer wishes to be in private most of the time.
So, no, you did not get rejected by a nerd.
You got rejected by a writer.
A writer knows how to turn their emotions into writing. She knew her character was supposed to feel happy, so she ran to the park as fast as she could. She stood in the middle of the field and just ran and played, because her character was a child, and that’s how children feel joy. As soon as she was feeling the same emotions her character felt, she copied them down, so she understood the feeling better. A writer writes before they lose the emotion they need to make a great story.
She was not crying because of anything someone said or did! A true writer doesn’t care about people’s opinions, just their own opinion. She was so caught up in the sadness of her own writing, that she can’t control the tears that forced their way out. She not only feels the emotions she writes, but makes sure she keeps editing until she does. A good writer knows that a piece is good when they are exploding with emotions when they write it.
Writing is not stereotypical, and writing is not dorky.
Writing is an art.
The girl with the notebook is probably a better person than any of your friends combined. She is not a nerd; she is simply an artist.
She knows how to capture a person’s heart with a simple sentence.
She knows how to create a whole other world by just picking up a pen.
She knows how to transmit her feelings into the written word.
She is not a nerd.
She is an artist.
Don’t underestimate the power of writing. It gets everyone every time.
Because I can bet you anything that one day, you will become too curious as to what is in the girl’s notebook. You will somehow be able to pry it from her grasp and read what is inside. Suddenly, all your opinions will change about her, because writers can change people’s hearts. You will be begging to take her out on a date, and when she finally accepts, it will be the best date of your life.
Because writers have the biggest, best personalities.
Before you know it, you’ll be on one knee for the writer you fell in love with, just because her writing was so magnificent.
You call me crazy, but when it happens, I’ll be there to say I told you so.”
-Kate Casey, a girl with a notebook.
A black man walked into a room where a white man was sat.
The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up.
He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away... Post this on your profile if you hate racism!
Try Not To Cry
Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great, huge crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
When I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye.
I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now, And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.
But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.
Please tell the doctors, I know they did try.
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest
When I saw the bright light, I ran as fast as I could
Please listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true
And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"
In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost
Please if you would, Don't smash this on the ground.
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".
Now you have 2 choices,
1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try Not To Cry"
2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are...
HOW GUYS FLIRT:
1.He stares at you alot.
2. He hits you alot. (just play hitting )
3. He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a converstaion with you
4. He yelled, "Hi!", to your mum that day she picked you up from school.
5. He blew off his buds to go see "Brown Sugar" with you cuz you couldn't get another girl pal to go and didn't want to go alone.
6. He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process
7. His voice gets softer when ever you two talk.
8. You hung up on him. He called you back.
9. You were invited by him to a group outing.
10. He called you to talk about nothing at all.
11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do laugh PRETTY LOUD. Which makes you laugh even harder...
12. He remembers little things you mention in casual conversation
13. He sometimes stares straight into your eyes.
14. He uses every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, thighs, KNEES,ect.)
HOW GIRLS FLIRT:
1.She calls you by your full name not just a nick name.
2. She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something funny.
3. She flips her hair when she's talking to you.
4. She touches your arm when she talks to you.
5. She says, "No, I'm not telling you who I like!" with a big smile on her face.
6. She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seemingly interested
7. When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.
8. She criticizes you on a girl you like.
9. You catch her staring at you.
10. She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you.
11. Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.
12. She knows your phone number and address. ( stalker much? )
13. She will try and talk, and spend time with you as much as possible
Now make a wish... Ok stop! Your wish will come true if you repost this if you don't repost this then you will never get asked out or you will lose the one u love?! repost this in 15 min and your wish will come true in 5 days. repost this in 10 min and your wish will come true in 3 days. repost this in 5 min and your wish will come true in 1 day.
Swimming In Miami
RULES: 1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, ETC on Shuffle. 2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer. 3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS. 4. Put any comments in brackets 5. Post this in your profile.
1. If someone says, "Is this okay?" you say...? Sky Full of Angels
2. How would you describe yourself? Quicksand
3. What would you like in a guy/girl? The Best Day
4. How do you feel today? The Only Exception
5. What is your life's purpose? Change
6. What is your motto? Girl Like Me
7. What do your friends think of you? One Step Closer
8. What do you think of your parents? How I Became the Sea
9. What do you think about very often? Love Story
10. What is 2 2? The Moment I Knew
11. What do you think of your best friend? Holy Ground
12. What do you think of the person you like? I'm a Survivor
13. What is your life story? Sparks Fly
14. What do you want to be when you grow up? Warrior
15. What do you think of when you see the person you like? Future
16. What will you dance to at your wedding? Cowboy Casanova
17. What will they play at your funeral? [One of Those] Crazy Girls
18. What is your hobby/interest? Sin for a Sin
19. What is your biggest fear? How You Live
20. What is your biggest secret? Ain't No Mountain High Enough
21. What do you think of your friends? Now
22. What will you post this as? Swimming In Miami
Mommy I am only 8 inches long but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Mommy today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm in here.
You know what Mommy I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Mommy my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me!
Mommy I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak.
If you're against abortion, re-post this
Even when you can't see Him, GOD is there! if you believe in GOD put this in your profile
When you carry a Bible, the devil gets a headache.
When you open it, he collapses.
When he see's you reading it, he faints.
When he see's you living it, he flees.
And just when your about to re-post this, he will try and discourage you.
I just defeated him.
Like, Copy and Paste this if you're in God's Army :)
A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with herWhen she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?
Repost this if you truly believe in God.
PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what, and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you.
Quotes To Remember:
--The worst feeling you will ever feel is thinking of the person who means the world to you, knowing you mean nothing to them
--It's hard to tell your mind to stop loving someone if your heart still does
--Your friends know all your best stories
Your Best friends have lived them with you
(See the difference?)
--Friendship isn't about beinginseparable
It's about being separated and knowing nothing will change
--Friendship isn't about whom you've known the longest, it's about who came and never left your side
PLEASE READ. If this doesn't touch you... Wow, then you are nowhere NEAR human.
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't
forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for
the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that
mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister
is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
Your One And Only Wish.
Do it one by one, don't look ahead!
Girl: Slow down!
Guy: No this is fun!
Girl: No it's not! Please, it's way to scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: I love you. Now slow down.
Guy: Now give me a big hug.
She gave him a big hug.
Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself? It's bothering me.
In the newspaper, the next day, a motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure.
Two people were on it and only one survived.
The truth was, that half way down the road the guy realised his breaks were out and he didn't want the girl to know.
Instead, he had her hug him and tell him she loved him one last time. Then he had her put his helmet on so she would live even if it meant he would die.
If you would do the same for the person you love, copy and paste this into your profile.
Why Do Boys Fall In Love With Girls?
(This was written by a guy) (Don't break this, its so sweet! :)
1. They always smell good even if its just shampoo.
2. The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder.
3. How cute they look when their asleep.
4. The ease in which they fit into our arms.
5. The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world.
6. How cute they are when they eat.
7. The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while.
8. Because they are always warm even though its minus 30 outside.
9. The way they look good no matter what they wear.
10. The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful girl on this earth.
11. How cute they are when they argue.
12. The way her hand always finds yours.
13. The way they smile
14. The way you feel when you see their name on the caller ID after you just had a big fight.
15. The way she says "lets not fight anymore" even though you know that an hour later...
16. The way that they kiss after you have had a fight.
17. The way they kiss you when you say "I love you".
18. Actually...Just the way they kiss you...
19. The way they fall into your arms when they cry.
20. Then the way they apologize for crying over something silly.
21. The way they hit you and expect it to hurt.
22. Then the way they apologize when it does hurt (even though we won't admit it).
23. The way they say "I miss you".
24. The way you miss them.
25. The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt anymore.
26. The way that she looks almost always happy around you
Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them it matters not. Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they became everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitabley consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, no paper would do it justice. It is a thing not of mind but of the heart. A feeling.
This chain started in 2002. It is a love chain letter. In an hour you are supposed to repost this.
Now here comes the fun part. You then say the name of the person you like or love and then the person will say "I love you," or "Will you go out with me?" NO JOKE!!
NOW THE CONSEQUENCES!!
The consequences are: If you break the chain letter, you will have bad luck in future relationships. If you don't break the chain, then you will be a happy camper!! Congratulations!! You have been chosen to participate in the LONGEST and the LUCKIEST chain letter on the internet.
Once you read this letter, you must IMMEDIATELY (meaning within the hour) post it with the title "Why do boys fall in love with girls?" After you send it, make a wish and it will come TRUE