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Remembering Sunday (for Sing it for the World)
Ella: 
Ella had never been one to do rebellious things. She always listened to her parents, and never did anything wrong; until she met Andy.
Andy had been the new kid at school. He was different. It was really the only way to describe him. He liked to wear a lot of black leather, his hair was died black and sometimes he would wear eyeliner. The jocks at school laughed at him and pushed him into lockers. Ella would just stand back, clutching her books against her chest, and watch. She was always the quiet girl who only spoke when asked to speak.
One day in the hallway, she stood by and watched Andy’s daily run in with the jocks. He got slammed into the locker once, the jocks would make some kind of mean comment and laugh, and then be on their way to the gym—their usual hang out spot.
Andy shook off the brief encounter and walked up to Ella. She stood in the corner of the hallway, and Andy walked right up to her, blocking every way for her to escape. He took out one of his ear buds and smiled at her.
“You’re Ella, right? I think you’re in my English class.”
Ella nodded. “Y-yeah.” She replied. Boys never talked to her and now Andy was talking to her. She had no idea what to say to him.
“What are you doing on Sunday?” He asked.
“Oh, Sunday is a school night.” Ella was unsure of what exactly Andy was asking, but whatever it was, she knew it was going to be at night. “I’m going to have to study.”
Andy snickered. “Study? Who needs that? You need to loosen up a little.” He grabbed both shoulders and shook her a little.
“It’s fun.” She said simply, as he walked away from her.
That was the last time she had seen Andy until Sunday evening when he showed up in her driveway, beckoning her outside.
“Let’s go!” He waved her outside.
She felt wary about the whole situation but snuck out her bedroom window anyway and joined him. They walked down to the beach together and sat in the cool sand, watching the sunset.
“The beach is going to close soon, isn’t it?” Ella asked as the sun was just about gone from the horizon.
Andy shrugged, standing up. “Who knows. Come with me.” He started walking back towards the entrance where there was a wooden picnic area. She followed him back there and the sky began to grow darker rapidly. The stars began to shine and the moon stared down at them.
“We shouldn’t be out here after dark.” Ella said, tugging Andy’s jacket sleeve.
Andy sat down on a bench and pulled out a sharpie from his back pocket. He handed the sharpie to Ella. “Get on my shoulders.” He ordered.
Ella was slightly taken aback. “What?”
Andy repeated himself. “You heard me. Get on my shoulders. We’re going to write our names up there on that board.” He pointed to the board above their heads on the roof.
He lifted her up on his shoulders and walked over to the board. “Write whatever you want.” He said.
She uncapped the sharpie and looked at the blank spot on the board, meant for her and Andy’s names. First she wrote Andy’s name, then below his name she drew a heart. Her hand stopped moving before she could write her own name beneath the heart. Andy didn’t love her.
She shook off the haunting thought and continued writing. She wrote her name underneath the heart and the date underneath her name.
“Hey! You two!” A bright light was shot in their direction and they squinted.
“Shit!” Andy cursed. “Duck your head!” He called up to Ella. “I’m getting us out of here!”
Ella ducked her head and Andy ran with her still on his shoulders. They ran past the empty cop car and off the beach premises with the police officer still following behind and shouting.
“Andy, I’m slipping!” Ella said as her legs began to slide off his shoulders.
“Slide down.” He assured, while still running. “I got you!” She slid off his shoulders and he caught her in a piggy-back style.
When they got back to Ella’s house, Andy let her down and walked her around the side of the house, back to her bedroom window.
“Well, that was an adventure.” Andy commented. “See what I do for fun?”
Ella had a big grin on her face from the adrenaline rushing through her veins. “I want to do that again.” She admitted.
Andy smiled, and moved in closer to her. Without thinking, he pushed her back against the side of the house and pressed his lips down on hers. His lips moved with hers effortlessly. When he pulled back, he gave her a flirty smirk, and ran off down the street to find some more trouble to cause.
Ella watched him run off and disappear. She crawled in through the window back to her bedroom. She didn’t have the energy to change her clothes. She simply crawled into bed; laid back, staring at the ceiling; and fell asleep remembering Sunday.
Ella had never been one to do rebellious things. She always listened to her parents, and never did anything wrong; until she met Andy.
Andy had been the new kid at school. He was different. It was really the only way to describe him. He liked to wear a lot of black leather, his hair was died black and sometimes he would wear eyeliner. The jocks at school laughed at him and pushed him into lockers. Ella would just stand back, clutching her books against her chest, and watch. She was always the quiet girl who only spoke when asked to speak.
One day in the hallway, she stood by and watched Andy’s daily run in with the jocks. He got slammed into the locker once, the jocks would make some kind of mean comment and laugh, and then be on their way to the gym—their usual hang out spot.
Andy shook off the brief encounter and walked up to Ella. She stood in the corner of the hallway, and Andy walked right up to her, blocking every way for her to escape. He took out one of his ear buds and smiled at her.
“You’re Ella, right? I think you’re in my English class.”
Ella nodded. “Y-yeah.” She replied. Boys never talked to her and now Andy was talking to her. She had no idea what to say to him.
“What are you doing on Sunday?” He asked.
“Oh, Sunday is a school night.” Ella was unsure of what exactly Andy was asking, but whatever it was, she knew it was going to be at night. “I’m going to have to study.”
Andy snickered. “Study? Who needs that? You need to loosen up a little.” He grabbed both shoulders and shook her a little.
“It’s fun.” She said simply, as he walked away from her.
That was the last time she had seen Andy until Sunday evening when he showed up in her driveway, beckoning her outside.
“Let’s go!” He waved her outside.
She felt wary about the whole situation but snuck out her bedroom window anyway and joined him. They walked down to the beach together and sat in the cool sand, watching the sunset.
“The beach is going to close soon, isn’t it?” Ella asked as the sun was just about gone from the horizon.
Andy shrugged, standing up. “Who knows. Come with me.” He started walking back towards the entrance where there was a wooden picnic area. She followed him back there and the sky began to grow darker rapidly. The stars began to shine and the moon stared down at them.
“We shouldn’t be out here after dark.” Ella said, tugging Andy’s jacket sleeve.
Andy sat down on a bench and pulled out a sharpie from his back pocket. He handed the sharpie to Ella. “Get on my shoulders.” He ordered.
Ella was slightly taken aback. “What?”
Andy repeated himself. “You heard me. Get on my shoulders. We’re going to write our names up there on that board.” He pointed to the board above their heads on the roof.
He lifted her up on his shoulders and walked over to the board. “Write whatever you want.” He said.
She uncapped the sharpie and looked at the blank spot on the board, meant for her and Andy’s names. First she wrote Andy’s name, then below his name she drew a heart. Her hand stopped moving before she could write her own name beneath the heart. Andy didn’t love her.
She shook off the haunting thought and continued writing. She wrote her name underneath the heart and the date underneath her name.
“Hey! You two!” A bright light was shot in their direction and they squinted.
“Shit!” Andy cursed. “Duck your head!” He called up to Ella. “I’m getting us out of here!”
Ella ducked her head and Andy ran with her still on his shoulders. They ran past the empty cop car and off the beach premises with the police officer still following behind and shouting.
“Andy, I’m slipping!” Ella said as her legs began to slide off his shoulders.
“Slide down.” He assured, while still running. “I got you!” She slid off his shoulders and he caught her in a piggy-back style.
When they got back to Ella’s house, Andy let her down and walked her around the side of the house, back to her bedroom window.
“Well, that was an adventure.” Andy commented. “See what I do for fun?”
Ella had a big grin on her face from the adrenaline rushing through her veins. “I want to do that again.” She admitted.
Andy smiled, and moved in closer to her. Without thinking, he pushed her back against the side of the house and pressed his lips down on hers. His lips moved with hers effortlessly. When he pulled back, he gave her a flirty smirk, and ran off down the street to find some more trouble to cause.
Ella watched him run off and disappear. She crawled in through the window back to her bedroom. She didn’t have the energy to change her clothes. She simply crawled into bed; laid back, staring at the ceiling; and fell asleep remembering Sunday.
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8/5/14