Hello everybody. So Today is the day I’ve finally decided to join in on the fun of posting on the site. A few of you may have seen the movie “It Follows”. I really enjoyed it and drew a lot of inspiration from it for this story. On that note, I’d like to mention a few things. For starters, this is my first story and other than a few short stories that I’ve written here and there, I haven’t done anything like this so any constructive criticism would be much appreciated. I also want to clarify that this is a very silly idea but I figured I’d have fun with it. Finally, I hope you all enjoy.
“I don’t believe you.”
“I’m dead serious.”
“Well why don’t you prove it?” I said challenging him.
My name is Kat. I’m 17 years old, white with blonde hair, green eyes, and I like narrating my life in my head as if somebody is reading it like on a forum or something. Last week, I went on my first date with Michael, a guy I met at my cousin’s birthday party. So far he hasn’t given me a reason to hate him so I guess you could say that’s a win. He’s sweet, funny, a little bit weird but not too weird. He’s one of the good ones.
“Alright. Watch me.” He said as he jumped up on the wall next to us.
“Oh God, no, I was kidding! Please don’t kill yourself!” I said in shock.
“You might wanna take a step back.” I tried to plead with him one more time but before I could get any more words out, he had already jumped backwards, kicking his feet up in the air in the process. I jumped out of the way more out of reflexes than anything else as I watched him land on his feet. “Ta-da!”
“Okay, okay, all you’ve proven is that you are way more athletic than me.” I said with a giggle.
“Yeah, well stick around and maybe I’ll teach YOU how to do a back flip.” I didn’t actually care about the flip. Actually, now that I think about it, the whole thing was kinda lame but at least he was fun.
“I’d like that” I told him while trying to give him that sexy side smile that you see models do in magazines with a little move of my hips. “Now, would you like to do me the honors of taking me home or not?”
“It would be my honor.” He said, trying to sound cool and failing miserably.
It took us another 20 minutes or so that we filled with stories about ourselves and the kind of questions people ask on a second date. Michael was growing on me. He wasn’t moving too fast or really doing anything that usually turns me off from a guy. Actually he mainly just listened to me talk about school or family or a new video game that I was excited about occasionally throwing in his own little tid-bits. He was quite while still maintaining basic social skills. It was nice. As we were walking up the steps to my house, he slipped and fell flat on his face. “Are you okay?!” I said almost yelling.
“Yeah, I guess.” He said more shocked than hurt.
“Yeah well smooth move Mr. Acrobat.” I said teasingly as I helped him up. I thought what I said was pretty tame but I noticed his facial expression changed as he looked more hurt than shocked this time.
“Shutup!” He yelled as he brushed my hands away from him. I stood there shocked, wondering where this complete 180 in personality had come from.
“Okay, jeez. Calm down crybaby.” I realized maybe he was a little offended by what I said but I certainly wasn’t going to take any crap from him.
“I’m not a-” he started to say in the same tone he had when he told me to shut up but quickly quickly cut himself off. “I’m sowwy- sorry! I’m sorry!” What in the world was that?
“It’s um, it’s fine” I said trying to sort through everything that just happened. “I shouldn’t have said what I said.”
“No, I shouldn’t have acted that way. That was really stupid and I don’t know what came over me.” He apologized. “Can we still be friends?” He asked as we took the final steps up to my porch.
“I don’t know.” I lightly skimmed my hand against his as I kissed him on the cheek. “Let’s see where this goes.”
Well that’s it for now. I really enjoyed writing this and I’d hate to see this story end up on somebody’s reject pile so let me know if I did anything wrong. I know it’s not a very long chapter but I’m really trying to map this whole thing out before I go anywhere in the story I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back from. So without anything else to add, I hope you guys have a good night… or day… I don’t really know what time it is where you are. Was that weird? I feel like that was weird. I should probably stop typing now.