SS -- Part One
May. 4th, 2006 02:15 pmA/N: The original text has been edited. Some names have been replaced and parts simply deleted because I'm a nice person ... ugh, yeah, sometimes, not really, but nonetheless ...
My friend Schusch is a very nice girl. She isn’t stupid, knows what she wants (even though I often think she doesn’t) and has a pretty face. But she does not know how to get what she wants and what – or rather who – she wants is Schtaffel. (She wants him so they can become "Schusch-Schtaffel", aka "SS".)
I try to help, although I often disencourage her. Today, I tried really hard. He was walking behind us and I tried to talk her into walking slower so she could talk to him but she didn’t.
After Chemistry we were sitting in the sun and he walked with us as he was going for a [insert a word you like] . She took off her jacket to reveal a top that was rather revealing, but not too much. We tried to encourage her not to put the jacket on over it, but she did, and we only could convince her to take it off again when Schtaffel and Finger were coming back. We talked a bit, then Finger, Ali and me went inside to try to find more letters Jessi had written. Dunno what happened while we were away, but I approached Schtaffel when we came back, hoping that Schusch would come and stand with me so she could actually engage him in a conversation ... didn’t work, of course.
Maybe I should give her an advice by Maroon 5:
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along
My friend Schusch is a very nice girl. She isn’t stupid, knows what she wants (even though I often think she doesn’t) and has a pretty face. But she does not know how to get what she wants and what – or rather who – she wants is Schtaffel. (She wants him so they can become "Schusch-Schtaffel", aka "SS".)
I try to help, although I often disencourage her. Today, I tried really hard. He was walking behind us and I tried to talk her into walking slower so she could talk to him but she didn’t.
After Chemistry we were sitting in the sun and he walked with us as he was going for a [insert a word you like] . She took off her jacket to reveal a top that was rather revealing, but not too much. We tried to encourage her not to put the jacket on over it, but she did, and we only could convince her to take it off again when Schtaffel and Finger were coming back. We talked a bit, then Finger, Ali and me went inside to try to find more letters Jessi had written. Dunno what happened while we were away, but I approached Schtaffel when we came back, hoping that Schusch would come and stand with me so she could actually engage him in a conversation ... didn’t work, of course.
Maybe I should give her an advice by Maroon 5:
It's not always rainbows and butterflies
It's compromise that moves us along