You Had Me In The First Half Novels & Stories

I did well? “I did?” It felt as if I’d done incredibly awful my first time jogging. I had hurt and ached and complained. A lot. But his mouth did that quirky, half-smile thing before he told me I’d done just fine. “You didn’t give up. That’s pretty much the only goal.” “Oh.” I brightened considerably. Maybe I wasn’t a big wuss after all. “In that case, I want bacon and eggs and pancakes, and all of it smothered in maple syrup.”

“You’re my first. I just took the ad last week.” Great, I thought. I’m a virgin again. And a guinea pig. And stupid.

Lights blazed overhead, cutting sharp against the dark sky. My cleats hit the turf, and for a few seconds, everything else fell away: my shoulder, my father, Joey, Ryder, all of it pushed somewhere distant behind the familiar scene in front of me. The first half went badly. Our offense stalled twice in a row, with both drives ending at midfield. Their defence seemed to know our plays before we ran them, like they had our playbook right in front of them. Every time we managed to break through, they closed in half a second faster.

What was important, I was half a soul. Something about that hit me hard. My knees shook. I wasn't even a full person. I was half. I was partial. I was missing something. Anger flared up. And jealousy. I was jealous of Kira for having the brains. She had what was mine. Wait no. That wasn't it. She was me. She was my other half, not my twin, not my sister, she was me. I stood froze. I felt like my brain couldn't contain any more thoughts. I feel like I couldn't function. It was just... too big.

I didn't know football could be this interesting, now I know why my father spends much time watching football. The score for the first half was 1-0, with the Bulls leading. I was angry that they were leading, even though it was just a goal it meant a lot to me, if Luke ever won this match, this day would haunt me forever. And Emily was going to frustrate me with it, so Justin had to win.

he boasted. I just looked at him and sucked my teeth. “Yo, Parker! I have a great feeling that I’m going to be sucking your mama’s titties with my gold medal hanging on my neck, and I’m going to love every nanosecond of it.” I roasted him. William’s face grew red, and my teammates were laughing their asses off in the background. The buzzer went off, and the game started. After the first half, we were down 26-22. I wanted more space than that. And I was going to make that happen.

“I’ve got you.” But I wasn’t so sure anymore.

How much can a person change in half a year? I printed my schedule out last night, at home. I scramble for it in my backpack, unfold it, and look at the first slot, reminding myself. It reads, Economics, 1242, Freeman. Room 1242, I can barely remember where that'd be. A year ago last week, at the party where it all happened, I had my first drink. It was a vodka sprite, and I didn't like the taste, it reminded me of the dentist. Don't tell me you're a lightweight, Daphne laughed at me.

I still remember it like it happened just yesterday, it's plain as day in my memory, the first time I saw Melvin Cross, the love of my life; I was a three year old kid who just got lost,I wandered the streets of California for days, I had just arrived there from Seoul, where I lived with my Asian Mother, I had never seen my father and I didn't even know I had a twin sister and my Mother's face I could barely remember, I was just a three-years old kid, lost, scared and hungry as I have been wandering the streets for three days, I was so hungry I thought I was gonna die soon, all I had on me was a locket necklace, which I remember my mother telling me not to loose it, I cried and cried, but fo

"Shine" "I'm tired… I need a sleep" I excused myself and went to my room without listening to him. I closed the door and lay down on the bed then closed my eyes, and started remembering the moment I spent with Half-Wit. A smile broke on my lips at the thought of him. I don't know what is happening to me and why I'm feeling like this. It's not good... "It's better for both of us if we stay strangers." I opened my eyes when his words echoed in my ear. Tears rolled from my eyes as if I lost a special person in my life. I quickly wiped off my tears and took a deep breath.