Just Fake ItSummer break is the one thing everyone wishes that will never end. But in this story it’s the only thing a kid can wish for, especially when you’re stuck in summer camp with people who hate you.
As the trumpet plays the camp’s morning theme song Tyson could barley get out of bed, with the fact it’s too early, it’s always too early. The fact Lisa was in the camp was one more reason to stay in bed. But knowing Chantelle was also here guess that’s the only thing that could get him out of bed. As Tyson crawled out of bed he looked back at his calendar, underneath it was his goal for the summer “get Chantelle to finally realize I want to be more than just friends.” “Dam only one more week to do this goal. Guess I might as well put it in my list to do before I than.” Tyson had mutter and sighed.
As he got his morning breakfast from the line he noticed that there was an empty seat next to Chantelle. Could it be a sign from god? Tyson dashed for the seat, to only find Kevin beat him too it. “Dam it god’s just toying with my life again, and he let’s fucking Kevin get the seat too… Shit a dumb ass jock whose parents are loaded... I guess I’m out of my league.” Was the only thing Tyson could think about as he dragged himself to a seat next to Lisa. Now of course they had to start with their morning route of fighting with each other about Lisa being a bitch and Tyson being a loser. But today it was different… Lisa was actually quiet and didn’t start the usual morning fight. The only difference in today was that she caught a glance of Tyson dashing for the seat next to Chantelle and noticing how he dragged himself here after he misses it.
“Is she really that important?” Lisa had turned her head asking with a bit of sympathy.
“What’s it to you?” Tyson could only reply without her knowing his secrete.
“I don’t know I guess I just find it sad that a guy like you, is throwing himself for a plastic, and she barely notices you”
“Whatever. I mean who asked for your opinion?”
“I guess your right after all you’re just another loser”
“OH… here we go again!” in a sarcastic remarks, while slamming the table. “You know what? I am just sick and tired of you bitchy attitude.” Just like that Tyson had finally learned to walk away from these petty little fights with Lisa.
Tyson had walked out of the mess hall still angry. Subconsciously he walked himself to his cliff. Like all people we have a special place, to run to, hind, make secrets, or even just cry them to sleep. Well the cliff was Tyson’s; a cliff where there was a tree was shade, green grass, and a view of the lake like a cliff staring into the deep blue. Still angry Tyson had talked to himself, trying to release some of his anger. “I MEAN WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS? FUCKING SHIT SHE’S A FUCKING BITCH!” He finally sat down with a little steam cooled off, he started thinking and talking to himself again. “I mean its bad enough that I’m stuck here but with her too? God dam it she’s like following me everywhere. What the hell?” He stood up throwing rooks at the lake. He started thinking back to what she had asked this morning. “The way she asked it seems so serious and even maybe a sign of sympathy… and the way she turned her head… could she have been crying? But why would she cry after seeing me with… I’m an idiot she actually likes me…” when he realized this he noticed there where two white doves flying above his face, towards the horizon.
As an idiot Tyson rushed from his cliff searching for Lisa. While running he started crying but not in grief but in happiness, happy to know some had actual loved him. Trying to rub the tears off his face before seeing her was something no man can do. Joy, love and grief are the only emotions that will make a man crumble and be forced to cry, no matter how tough he is. When he finally found her he was out of breath and still had tears run down his face. “Tyson why are you…” unable to finish her question, Tyson had held her had and pulled her as he stated running, running, running back to one place. When he stopped they were at his cliff. Lisa had look with amazement… a sunset with a view to see the horizon where a V formation of doves were flying to, watching below, she could see a blazing ball burning along the surface of the lake. “Wow, Tyson this is... this is amazing. Why did you bring me here?” Just with that question Tyson had put a finger gently against her lips and a jester to just be quiet and follow the mood, and view.
“Lisa I know. I know that you like me and I’m sorry it took this long to give you an answer.” Tyson had started crying again.
“Please stop you’re starting to make me cry…” at that moment Tyson had wrapped his arms around her making sure he’d never lose her, and never let her have the ability to feel incomplete as well. He leaned closer and could see she had also felt the same way as he did for her eye had started to glitter with the sun’s light and her tears in the eyes were just another sign of this was the right thing to do. The faces had met and leaned closer to each other, they kept coming closer till they collided and signify their feelings with this gentle caress. This gentleness, the warmth, this feeling, of love had made it feel as if time had stopped just for the two. “I wish this would never end.” Lisa had whispered as she started wiping her tears.
The next day, the trumpet plays the camp’s morning theme song Tyson for once had gotten out of bed with excitement. For once he was excited for now he knew he didn’t have to do anything anymore than to just be with someone because it’s so important to have that special somebody to hold, kiss, miss, squeeze, and please. When he went to check his calendar he finally crossed out his gal and replaced it with another one, “Spend my life with Lisa”. When he got to the Mess hall he noticed again there was an open seat next to Chantelle, but instead he turned the other way and seat next to Lisa, with joy. Underneath the table the two would hold hands; while one would lead on the other’s shoulder as a sign of them keeping their silent promise, “I’ll never leave you alone again, I’ll never hurt you, I’ll never let you be sad, and I’ll never let you go.” As time passed by the two would continue to fill out their promise to each other.
As time passed by it was only one day left of camp. Tyson had gone back to his cliff remembering his first love, kiss, and silent promise. When he reached to top he could only find that Chantelle was there all by herself. He noticed how her hair and danced with the wind and how the birds were chirping to her presence. She had noticed him, and greeted him with a cute little smile. The two had sat down next to each other and started talking about this whole summer vacation. Tyson had confessed he had fell in love with someone in camp and also confessed that his goal was to spend his life with this person. With that said Chantelle had started to confess as well, “Well the truth is I also like someone in camp, I always ignore him because I didn’t know how to confess to him. But seeing today is the last day before we go back home I think I’ll be able to… The person I liked this summer is you Tyson.”
With that said Tyson was in a shock. The girl of his dream, that he’s been chasing, had just confessed that she liked him. “I also like you too.” Tyson whispered. With that said Chantelle had leaned closer and tilted Tyson’s head to her face. The two had met in a way that only one could describe as a way to make sure that this idealistic kiss could last as long as time itself. Knowing that it was his dream to be with her him never wanted it to end, but the promise with Lisa he wished it never happened. He pulled himself away from Chanelle, just to find Lisa was watching them kiss. As Tyson tried to call Lisa, she turned and ran crying. Tyson had started chasing after her, leaving his dream of being with Chantelle all alone.
“Lisa wait let me explain!” Tyson tried to catch up to Lisa, but ended up falling into what he deserved, a pile of mud. Lisa had turned back and stops to wipe tears off her eyes. Tyson had started to smile thinking that this was a sign from her as she still cares.
“LISA LET ME EXPLAIN THAT KISS DIDN’T MEAN ANYTHING!!! I TOLD YOU BEFORE I LOVE YOU AND ONLY YOU!!!” Tyson tried shouting while trying to get out of the mud.
“LIES!!! YOU PIG!!! YOU DESERVE TO BE IN THERE AND DIE!!!” Lisa had shouted and ran with tears running down her face again. When Tyson had given up hope with Lisa he had thought of turn back to the cliff and cry. But when he turned his head he could only feel like dieing for he found Chantelle crying as well. In stead of chasing after her or even have a will to live Tyson just went back to the cliff. As he cries himself to sleep the sunsets and light darks all round him.
In the end we look back at the cliff. A cliff where like all people we have a special place, to run to, hind, make secrets, or even just cry them to sleep. There this cliff, where there was a tree was shade, green grass, where birds would fly to all the time, and a view of the lake like a cliff staring into the deep blue. But now it can also be added as a feeding pool for birds. But this pool wasn’t for the doves in stead it’s for the ravens.
Special Thanks:
Lisa Li: a friend that’s hated me for most of my life but stills there to help me when I need help in… her own way.
Chantelle Gememiano: One of my best friends but also the girl of my dreams… too bad she’ll never know how I feel.
Staci Pal: A close best friend that’s inspired me to do my storied… too bad now I feel like killing myself for sounding like a dork.
(You owe me one it took me forever to find this theme song)
Shout out/ Thanks:
Elwood Blues: Gave me the quote: “You know people when you do find that somebody Hold that woman, hold that man Love him, hold him, squeeze her, please her, hold her Squeeze and please that person, give em all your love Signify your feelings with every gentle caress Because its so important to have that special somebody To hold, kiss, miss, squeeze and please”
Metal Gear Solid: Helping my story with background music.
An6el: The background music for the first kiss.
Kenny G: The Titanic theme for the first time the two meet at the cliff.
MOST IMPORTANT:
TYSON PAN: the man who wrote this story and can't go to sleep with these dreams so he is left to write them hoping people can understand him and maybe even help him...
Keep Faking ItThe two had just finished dinner. To go home they decided to take a long way home, to have the feeling of romantic and love is pure, so a mood like this must be savored. As the two walked down a block Chantelle had started to cling to Tyson’s arm. The feeling was one that no one would ever want to lose, and wish that time itself would just stop. But like all good things it must come to an end… Out from behind a dark figure had approached the couple. “Chantelle is that you?”
“Oh no.”, Chantelle had muttered under her breath.
“Chanetelle, do you know this guy?” Tyson has asked with a bit of paranoia in his voice.
“Um… he's just no one. Come on lets get back home now!” Chantelle had replied while turning away with Tyson’s arm and walking.
The figure had pulled Chantelle’s shoulder to make her face him. “Oh come on you Bitch! You leave me for some fucking Asian fuck?! Come on I know I got you pregnant but that doesn’t mean you have to get back at me by dating some fuck.”
Tyson had heard his words and started sweating, and trembling. His fist had started shaking. “SHUT YOU MOUTH YOU PRICK!” Tyson had shouted as he gave the figure an uppercut.
Chantelle had started trembling herself. She had never seen this side of Tyson. She tried to calm him down. “Come on let’s get…” As she tried to put her hand on Tyson’s shoulder he leaded it and shouted,
“SHUT UP!!!”
“Tyson’s what’s with you? What happened to the man I fell in love with?”
“Feel in love with? That’s a laugh. The guy right there said he had impregnated you!!” with those words Tyson had started to shed tears. “You lied to me! You’ve used me! How is that love?! How can you actual love when everything we’ve done has been related to me being the one who has to put it on his tab?!” To this point Tyson had started to paint as if he were having an asthma attack, with his tears reaching his chin Chantellle had tried to wipe it off with her finger but he had still rejected her.
She had thought it was finally time to tell the truth. The fact the man she had loved had lost faith in her and their relation ship this was one of the few things she knew could at least make it by the tinniest bit better. “Tyson you don’t understand if I told you…”
“NO YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND!” Tyson had shout in disclaim. “I HAD PROMISED YOU I WOULD LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT!!! I HAD PROMISED YOU I WOULD NEVER HURT YOU!!! I WOULD PROTECT YOU!!! EVEN WHEN MY FRIENDS HAD SAID YOU WERE NOTHING BUT A WHORE I HAD FOUGHT BACK FOR YOU!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS LIKE TO LOSE EVERYTHING BECAUSE OF A STUPID DREAM?! A DREAM TO BE WITH YOU RIPPED IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE? YOU KNOW I’M NOT SHALLOW AND THAT I WOULD STILL LOVE YOU, SO WHY? WHY WOULD YOU HIDE THAT FROM ME? YOU KNOW I HAD PROMISED TO LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT, AND YOU KNOW I’M A MAN OF MY WORD. WHY WOULD YOU HAVE TO HIDE IT AND THEN TELL ME WHERE IT’S AT A POINT THAT IT WILL SHATTER ME WORLD APART?!” the tears had stopped leaking, instead it started rushing. All Tyson could do now was ignore Chantelle on the floor crying and begging for forgiveness. All he could do now was run, run away from the mistake he had made. But while running the only thing he’s able to see as he closes his eyes is Chantelle smiling with him last summer… all he could hear was her once sweat laughter. No matter how far he ran, no matter how hard he tried to hide he just couldn’t forgive himself for choosing to make mistakes. The mistake of fighting his own friends to be with a women he had only like from a few years where his friends had been there when life had knocked him down and there’s no place to run. To choose a women over his own family when he told his parent that she would not be good to the Pan name. I guess it’s true what they say, “Love makes all people do weird things”. But in this case the only weird thing is a man has lost his honor, his roots, his friends, his family, and now his will to live.
When morning came a creak from the door of Tyson’s apartment had been open wide enough to find Chantelle’s head stick in. But inside she couldn’t find Tyson; she couldn’t apologize for the pain she has caused on the man she has finally realized is a true love. She couldn’t have a chance to have forgiveness and be rid of the pain she has taken from the words that still run threw her head. As she searched for him she noticed there was something odd about his desk. There was a little box with a notepad that was never there before. One the notepad there was writing,
“Vows: Before I met you I thought I was complete. My life had gone according to the plan I had made when I was a kid. I mean running a successful garage with the friends that gave me the support to chase me dreams in the first place was perfect to me. But at first glance I realized there was something missing. I was missing the ability to love and care. The time I spent with you has taut me that when I’m with you I’m not missing that anymore. I’m not missing a will to live.” Then on the next page there was a something scribbled. “BUT I GUESS THAT’S ALL A LIE AND THE ONLY THING FOR ME TO BE ABLE TO DO NOW IS LIVE WITH THE FACT I’VE MADE A LIFE REGRET I CAN’T FIX NOW ISN’T IT?!”
Chantelle had look beyond the desk where she finally decided to open the box. In side she had found a diamond ring engraved “My whole world”. With this in her hands she had just dropped it, and started panicking. Knowing what she really has done was scaring her into crying herself on the floor. She had not just broken one’s heart but instead she has also taken his will to live. She had realized he was really in love with, not like how most guys guess wanted to reach down into her pants. She had given her only chance of true love away so far by just basing her relation ship on lies, and when the truth came out the only thing possible was for the whole thing to fall and have Tyson’s heart crush. But she didn’t count on her own heart be brought down in the process. There has been a saying to warn a man of his allies but no one ever listens to the past, “My enemies may be the only ones that may kill me, but my friends are the only ones that can hurt me.”
- Who is Chantelle (to me):
It's like she's always there to cheer me up. she has like this cute little smile when she giggles. It's kinda weird cause when ever I'm with her it feels just like... like i just don't want to do anything but be with her.
I Won't Fake It The story starts off where the last one ended. Where Chantelle had look beyond the desk where she finally decided to open the box. In side she had found a diamond ring engraved “My whole world”. With this in her hands she had just dropped it, and started panicking. Knowing what she really has done was scaring her into crying herself on the floor. She had not just broken one’s heart but instead she has also taken his will to live. She had realized he was really in love with, not like how most guys guess wanted to reach down into her pants. She had given her only chance of true love away so far by just basing her relation ship on lies, and when the truth came out the only thing possible was for the whole thing to fall and have Tyson’s heart crush. But she didn’t count on her own heart be brought down in the process. There has been a saying to warn a man of his allies but no one ever listens to the past, “My enemies may be the only ones that may kill me, but my friends are the only ones that can hurt me.”
With his heart broken Tyson could only be found in one place, his garage. Walking in, was one of his best friends that he had left behind to be with Chantelle, whom was Staci.
For some reason Staci was in a happy mood and humming a tune to herself. Noticing Tyson was trying to wipe the tears on his face off as she entered; she just had to ask what’s wrong. Unwilling to talk Tyson just shoved his face down trying to stop her from seeing any facial expressions to give her a clue about just how hurt he was. Instead of forcing him to talk Staci had just gave him some hot chocolate. Like how everyone has their own weakness to force them to make them smile even in the dark times, hot chocolate is Tyson’s. “So what exactly happen?”
“… I’m sorry.”
“About what…” just like that Tyson started crying just remembering the pain he had received from pushing himself away from everybody. Like a true friends Staci still had tried to help him. She tried comforting him, by telling him it’s all right; it’s not your fault. Yet he still was crying the only difference this time was that Staci was here to help ease the pain by allowing him to cry on her shoulder. Without knowing Tyson had kept crying himself to sleep.
When Tyson had woke-up he had realized he was in a bed that wasn’t his. He was in a room that wasn’t his. The only thing that he could recognize was his friend Staci that had slept on a chair to make sure he could sleep without remembering more painfully memories. Thinking that because she had let him use her bed and she tucked him in to bed, the least he could do is to tuck her into her own bed. With a little sign of appreciation he had given her a good night kiss on the check. As Tyson walks out of the room he turns off the light and turn back whispering, “thank you for always being there for me,” as he closes the door he can hear Staci ruining the sheets while mumbling in her sleep, “CHANTELLE… YOU BITCH… HOW DARE YOU…”
As Tyson walks down the street from Staci’s apartment he wonders something. He started wondering “why is it out of all the friends that I pushed away just to be with Chantelle why is it Staci’s the only own that would forgive me”. He also wondered “why is it that when she was talking in her sleep, she was she saying those words?” He kept walking noticing that no matter where he went he could spot couples. On benches, out of restaurants, or even doing laundry together he just can help but notice that’s what he’s missing, a person to love. He saw how even when a car drives over a puddle and has the water splash a couple, they were still strong and happy together… and that’s all he really wants to be happy. Just like that that’s when the answer hit him, “maybe she’s more than just a loyal friend… maybe she’s just waiting… waiting for a chance.”
Thinking that there’s still suppose to be that one person that you’re destined to be with Tyson had thought about trying to see if his one and only someone would be Staci. He had took her out to dinner thinking that Staci might be the one he’s been looking for, and had to remember that it was just a test and nothing more. But the more they laughed, the more he drank, and the more she help him stand and walk the more he started to forget to think of it as a test instead he began thinking it as a sign that he has found his one and only. She knew he was drunk so she had once again tucked Tyson into bed but this time it was his own. As she was closing the door on her way out, she could hear something in a tone of a mumble and happiness, “Thank you Staci.”
As the hangover begins to kick in all Tyson can remember was that even though he didn’t pay attention for signs of love he was able to find signs of happiness. Looking from his bed he could see that there was someone in the hallway. Unable to defend himself all he could do was to lie there in bed waiting for the figure to come. “Knock, knock. Wakey, Wakey, eggs and bacy.” It was just Staci with morning breakfast on a silver platter. Seeing her with a smile it was just hard to not smile your-self. While Staci was spoon feeding Tyson in bed he thought “Maybe this is the right thing to do I mean she’s still here with me, she’s taking care of me and, I’m happy with her.” With this piece of happiness there’s only one piece of advice one can give here, “Maybe the best love isn’t with your dream person… instead it should be the friend that’s been there for you all your life.”
Pacing around the garage Tyson is nervous about what he’s about to do. He starts thinking about all the reasons why he should go with this idea of marring Staci. As he waits for Staci he opens a little box where there’s a proposal ring that shines to Tyson as he remember all the reasons that he should marry her. He remembers her picking him up when he falls when drunk. He remembers her spoon feeding him breakfast while in bed from a hangover. He remembers that she was one of the only few people that supported his idea of running a garage as a kid. He remembers the fact she was the only one that forgave him when he was wrong.
Tyson sees shadows coming, he automatically shuts the case and starts looking to find out who the shadows belongs to in a snooping like way. He sees it was Ronald with Staci. Ronald had shown Staci a little box. Just like that she had jumped with her arms wrapping around him. Tyson knew what had happened he started shedding tears. But not tears of grief instead they were joy. After all as kids, the two had made a promise of, “Never let one feel something that the other’s feeling differently. Never let one fall with out falling with them or without picking them up. No shedding tears of sorrow if the other’s shedding tears of joy.” Looking at the couple act in a way of happiness Tyson could only realized that everyone does have a purpose in life. Too bad his wasn’t to marry Staci.
Tyson had attended the wedding with front row seats. As he sees Staci match down the lane Tyson could only cry. Seeing her in a white dress with a bouquet of flower and her smiling to her big day, he realizes something. The two of them had been close so it doesn’t mean that just because she was about to get married that doesn’t mean they still can’t be with each other like the friends they’ve been known to be. Or maybe even a little closer like a family of brothers and sisters. When Staci and Ronald had kissed in a symbol of their love will be ever lasting with god as their witness, everyone starts to clap. When Staci turns to all that have come she looks as if she’s just died and gone to heaven with her life now being complete, she tosses the bouquet into the air where there was a never ending wave of hands reaching for the bouquet.
Tyson follows the bouquet in the air with his eyes to only realize it was caught by the same person that broke his heart. Chantelle had looked into Tyson’s eyes to find that he wasn’t angry anymore instead his eyes said that he was just happy to see her. The two had wrapped their arms around each other crying and trying to apologizing. When Tyson leaned back and looked at Chantelle to see if she was the women that he had first fell in love with he noticed the diamond engagement ring was on her finger. “So if we’re going to get married what are we going to do about the baby?”
“That’s what I’ve been trying to explain. I was never pregnant.”
“But I heard him…”
“That guys an idiot. When I took the test the liquid inside had changed from clear to yellow and he thought that meant I was pregnant. But when the sign came out to show if I was pregnant or not came out he was already out the door. Oh yeah by the way the sign was a negative.” With that the two had wrapped their arms around each-other’s necks. They leaned closer till they kissed and smile. Where the story ends with the two hold each other closely dancing.
Credits:
Chantelle Gememiano: Girl Of my Dreams
Staci Pal: Gave Me the confidence to do these stories
Regina Yu: An honest friend with honest opinions
Artists with their songs:
Final Fantasy: Piano Solo
Michelle Branch: I’ll always be right there
Vanessa Carlton: A Thousand Miles
DHT feat Edmee: Listen to your heart
Michelle Branch: I’ll always be right there
Avril Lavigne: My Happy Ending
Evanescence: My Immortal Piano Solo
The Blues Brothers :Everybody Needs Somebody
