My name is Mary Kisser. I am 15 years old. I live in Newport, California and love dogs, my parents, and my crush... John Thomas. He is my typical type, Dark Brown hair, Smart, Funny, Tall, Sun kissed skin, with a hint of weird. I have blonde hair, Glasses, Baby blue eyes, I'm a little short, and I'm British. You see I get sorta nervous when I speak around people and I have no friends. John doesn't even speak to me. I go to Campbell High School and I'm a Freshman. So is John. So now I'm sitting in Math listening to the teacher drown on and on.... Its so boring. But luckily John is in my class so when I get bored, I just stare at him. I'm drawing a picture of him right now. I'm a great artist or so I've been told by my parents, Kate and Tom Kisser. So as I here the bell ring I pack up my picture of him really fast and head down to Art. But all of a sudden I am on the ground trying to pick up my glasses and books, but then I hear glass brake and I know their my glasses. My dad is so going to kill me. I thought and saw a pink high heel on top of my glasses and I knew who it belong to and who tripped me. My arch enemy Brooke.
"Hey Loser nice to see you had a nice fall. Haha well I have to go to cheer practice, see you at home dork." She said and walked off. Did I mention she was my older sister? Yup Brooke Kisser. She is everything I'm not. She has long blonde hair and its perfect blonde and not dirty short blonde hair like mine. She has perfect cheek bones and she's popular, so she can get any boy she wants too. But she's not very smart. She may be pretty, but she gets A's and B's only because she gets nerds like me and other nerds to do her homework, so she really doesn't try. So as I head in the Art classroom, I see *Gasp* John Thomas!! I wonder why he's in here? He should be at soccer practice. I thought as I sat down in the table two rows back from behind him. Then I saw Mr. Picheal come in with a great big smile on his face. He's my favorite teacher and he likes me and brightens my day.
"Today we have a new student come in because it was either this or Life skills for him so he took Art. Let's welcome John Thomas please." He said and turned to the board to write down the lesson, while everyone clapped and some girls swoon. But I just kept my head down. I think I saw him glance at me but I couldn't be sure because as quickly as it came it went so I'm not sure if he did or not.
"Class we are going to start this year off with a project-" The whole class except me groaned.
"Now quiet this project will have you working in partners, but I will be choosing them because this determines your final grade." Mr. Picheal said and picked up his clipboard.
"Ok so Jenny Crane and Michael Dark, Kim Brooks and Ron Aarons, Mary Kisser and John Thomas, Clare Beakerman and Emma Seaford. Now get with your partner and create a project that describes you both in one way." He said and went to his desk but I saw John going to Mr. Picheal's desk. Probably to ask who I am. I can't believe I'm partner's with John! But I can see Mr. Picheal and John coming over here. I straighten my clothes and then I finally see them coming over here.
"Hey Mary, this is your partner John, John this is Mary my most prized student." Mr. Picheal said.
"Hi." I said quietly to him with my head down.
"Hey." He said a little confused on why I was talking quietly.
"She's a little shy." Mr. Picheal said to John and I am not a little shy. I am shy because I have no friends.
"Yeah..um I am so lets get started on the project." I told him.
"Ok." He said and followed me back to my seat.
"So how come I have never seen you before?" John asked me.
"Um you have.. I'm in your math class." I said to him.
"Oh you are? I never see you?" He questioned.
"I sit in the very back with a desk all to myself." I told him because there are two desks together and each two of those desks has a person in it except mine.
"Huh. I still don't think I have seen you before." He told me and my heart is starting to chip one by one, piece by piece.
"Um its ok. So what should we do for the project?" I asked him trying not to cry.
"Um well how about we draw pictures of each other and write what we know about each other?" He said and that was perfect, but the problem was that if he thinks he's never seen me before than he doesn't know anything about me.
"Ok well I think we should do that, but do you know anything about me?" I asked him knowing the answer is no.
"Uh well not really, but I can learn. Do you know anything about me?" He asked with a smirk on his face probably thinking I'm going to say no.
"Yes." I said and he looked shocked.
"Ok prove it." He said with another smirk on his cute face.
"Sure. Your favorite color is blue as is mine, your on the soccer team here at school the team captain actually and soccer is your favorite sport, your favorite food is ice cream with Oreo cookies in it only with whipped topping, and you are single." I said to him and blushed at the last thing I said.
"Wow you do know me." He said and before I can say anything the bell rung and I quickly grabbed all of my stuff. Brooke is Mom's favorite and she told Mom that if I don't get to the car right after Art I have to walk home and I have five minutes to get there.
"Um I will see you tomorrow, because I have to go or I have to walk home. Bye." I told him and sped out of there hearing a faint later behind me. I ran to my locker as quickly as I could and dumped my books I didn't need and locked it after I was done and ran out to the front doors to see Mom and Brooke start to leave. I can here Brooke laugh in the background as they left knowing my time was up and she won again. Also. I noticed as soon as I walked out into the street that it started to pour. The school would be locked by now and my umbrella is in my locker, so I just have to suck it up and start to walk in the cold rain. I finally got home at 4:30. An half in hour later than usual. I walked in the door to see Mom and Brooke at the table gushing over how Brooke got a date for tonight and I see Dad looking at the clock worried. I know I'm Dad's favorite. At least someone loves me.
"Hey Dad, Mom, Brooke." I said shivering.
"Oh honey where have you been, and why are you so wet?" Dad asked me while Mom looked at her nails and Brooke just laughed at me.
"This is not funny Brooke, go upstairs to your room. Come on Mary were going to get you some dry clothes ok?" He said to me and Brooke, and Brooke stomped upstairs to her room knowing she will get in more trouble if she doesn't.
"O-Ok D-Dad." I said getting colder each minute.
"Come on sweetie." He said and took me upstairs to my colorful room. I painted it myself. (Look at the picture above, its the pic of her bedroom walls).
"Now you get dressed in warmer clothes and I will fix you some nice hot tea the way you like it. With honey and cream ok?" He told and asked me.
"Yeah Dad, thanks." I said with a smile and closed my door behind him. Then got dressed in my warmest turtle neck that I like and my sweatpants. Then I dried my hair and put it up into a bun and went downstairs after I put my dry (Thank gosh) picture I drew of John in my folder. When I got downstairs, I saw Dad in the kitchen pouring my tea in the cup and adding cream and honey to it. He saw me watching and motioned me to come here.
"Mary, I have two questions for you." Dad said.
"Yeah dad?" I asked him while I sipped my tea.
"Why were you so late and where are your glasses?" He asked me and I knew I was dead with the glasses.
"Well I ran over my time I was supposed to get to the car and Mom and Brooke left me so as soon as I started walking it started pouring down raining and the school was closed and my umbrella was in my locker so I had to walk in the rain." I told him trying to avoid the glasses.
"Ok so where are your glasses?" He asked me and now I'm dead.
"Its not my fault. Brooke tripped me in the hallway and my glasses flew off my face and Brooke stepped on them. Please don't be mad." I said to him in my saddest voice possible.
"Ok well I'm not mad because it wasn't your fault, but we don't have anymore money to buy you another pair of glasses. Mary this is your third pair of glasses that has been broken and we just don't have the money." He said to me and I knew what that meant. That he was going to get me contacts because they were cheaper.
"Please no contacts Dad. You know I hate them." I told him in my whining tone.
"Mary we told you that if you broke another pair of glasses that you will be getting contacts. So you will be getting them next week ok?" He said to me sternly and I knew that I had to agree because he was right.
"Ok Dad." I said sad.
"Honey your going to love contacts ok. I wear them and I like them, you would too." He told me and walked into the living room with Mom. Then I heard the doorbell ring.
"I'll get it." I shouted and ran to the door and couldn't believe who was on the other side.
"Hey um Mary?"
John Thomas.
"Um hi, what are you doing here?" I asked him and then I realized what I'm wearing and blush.
"Um I'm supposed to meet Brooke for a date. What are you doing here? Brooke told me this was her house." He said to me and looked at me up and down like he was checking me out but I know he wasn't.
"Um Brooke is my older sister and we both live here." I said quietly to him. I'm really upset he's going out with Brooke and not me, but its not like he would go out with me anyway.
"Oh um ok..." He said and now its awkward.
"I'm going to get her come in if you like." I said to him and went inside the house and I heard footsteps behind me so I knew he followed me.
"Mom, Dad this is John Thomas, Brooke's date tonight." I say quietly to them and sit on the couch. Then Mom gets up.
"Well it's so nice to meet you John." Mom said so proud that Brooke could score a guy like him.
"Well its nice to meet you to ma'm, but can I see Brooke so we can go?" He said still looking at me for some reason.
"Oh sure. BROOKE!" Mom yelled upstairs.
"YEAH!" She yelled back.
"YOUR DATE IS HERE COME DOWNSTAIRS NOW!!" Mom yelled again.
"I'm here." She said and she wore a very bright blue dress with lacy frills at the bottom and looked very fancy, unlike John with him wearing his casual clothes.
"Hey Brooke, let's go ok." He said glancing at me now that Brooke's here.
"Ok John. Bye guys don't wait up." Brooke said and went out with John.
"Hey Mom, Dad I'm just going to do my homework then go to bed I'm really tired. I didn't have a good day." I said to them.
"Ok whatever." Mom said and went to the kitchen. But Dad read me like a book and knew what was going on.
"Honey-"
"Dad I don't want to talk about it. I'm going to go ok bye." I said and ran upstairs before he could reply and after I finished my homework I went straight to bed.
I woke up an half an hour later to a screaming Brooke telling Mom that her date with John was terrible and I saw her come down the hall and saw that her dress was torn and dirty. Her hair and make up was even worse. She looked like a circus clown.
"Not one word." She said to me and then went to her room and slammed her door. Oh well I could care less. I went back to sleep.
*Next Morning*
I woke up feeling terrible. I had watery eyes, stuffy nose and sore throat and stomach ache. I also felt like I was on fire but icy cold too. Oh no. I'm sick. It's probably from the rain. Ugh.
"Dad!" I tried shouting, but it came out as a whisper but Dad did come. Huh?
"Dad how did you hear me?" I whispered to him. I lost my voice.
"I knew you were probably going to get sick, so I put your old baby monitor in your room so I can here you." He said to me. I love that he cares for me.
"Thanks Dad. Wait, I need to go to school I have a project to work on." I whispered again.
"Honey school was canceled. Somehow there was bad food in the cafeteria and people got sick, so the school is canceled for the week. No need to worry. Now don't talk and if you need to say something then write on this pad ok and I gave you bell, so if I'm downstairs then ring it and I will here it into the baby monitor ok kiddo?" He said to me.
"Ok Dad."I wrote on the pad to him and he left my room. Then I fell into a deep sleep, or that's what I thought, until I heard my door open and woke up to find John with a get well card and a get well teddy bear. Aww! :)
"Hey Mary. I heard you were sick, so I came to see you. I got you this card and stuffed bear. You know I have only known you for one day and I already feel strong positive feelings for you. I just.... can't get you outta my head. I really like you Mary and If you were awake, I'd ask you out. I wonder if you would say yes?" He questioned my "fake" sleeping form, but I think I should it give up now.
"I would say yes." I told him quietly as I opened my eyes.
"MARY! Um did you heard all that?" He questioned nervously.
"Yeah I did and if you asked me out, would say yes." I told him smiling weakly.
"Ok Mary Kisser, would you go out with me?" John asked me.
"Yes John Thomas I would, but how about after I feel better?" I asked and told him.
"Yeah and I promise it will be an awesome date."John smiled.
"I hope so.". I smiled back and he kissed my cheek. Best sick day ever. :)
Well I own all the characters and this story. Thanks for reading. ~Tyler.
"Hey Loser nice to see you had a nice fall. Haha well I have to go to cheer practice, see you at home dork." She said and walked off. Did I mention she was my older sister? Yup Brooke Kisser. She is everything I'm not. She has long blonde hair and its perfect blonde and not dirty short blonde hair like mine. She has perfect cheek bones and she's popular, so she can get any boy she wants too. But she's not very smart. She may be pretty, but she gets A's and B's only because she gets nerds like me and other nerds to do her homework, so she really doesn't try. So as I head in the Art classroom, I see *Gasp* John Thomas!! I wonder why he's in here? He should be at soccer practice. I thought as I sat down in the table two rows back from behind him. Then I saw Mr. Picheal come in with a great big smile on his face. He's my favorite teacher and he likes me and brightens my day.
"Today we have a new student come in because it was either this or Life skills for him so he took Art. Let's welcome John Thomas please." He said and turned to the board to write down the lesson, while everyone clapped and some girls swoon. But I just kept my head down. I think I saw him glance at me but I couldn't be sure because as quickly as it came it went so I'm not sure if he did or not.
"Class we are going to start this year off with a project-" The whole class except me groaned.
"Now quiet this project will have you working in partners, but I will be choosing them because this determines your final grade." Mr. Picheal said and picked up his clipboard.
"Ok so Jenny Crane and Michael Dark, Kim Brooks and Ron Aarons, Mary Kisser and John Thomas, Clare Beakerman and Emma Seaford. Now get with your partner and create a project that describes you both in one way." He said and went to his desk but I saw John going to Mr. Picheal's desk. Probably to ask who I am. I can't believe I'm partner's with John! But I can see Mr. Picheal and John coming over here. I straighten my clothes and then I finally see them coming over here.
"Hey Mary, this is your partner John, John this is Mary my most prized student." Mr. Picheal said.
"Hi." I said quietly to him with my head down.
"Hey." He said a little confused on why I was talking quietly.
"She's a little shy." Mr. Picheal said to John and I am not a little shy. I am shy because I have no friends.
"Yeah..um I am so lets get started on the project." I told him.
"Ok." He said and followed me back to my seat.
"So how come I have never seen you before?" John asked me.
"Um you have.. I'm in your math class." I said to him.
"Oh you are? I never see you?" He questioned.
"I sit in the very back with a desk all to myself." I told him because there are two desks together and each two of those desks has a person in it except mine.
"Huh. I still don't think I have seen you before." He told me and my heart is starting to chip one by one, piece by piece.
"Um its ok. So what should we do for the project?" I asked him trying not to cry.
"Um well how about we draw pictures of each other and write what we know about each other?" He said and that was perfect, but the problem was that if he thinks he's never seen me before than he doesn't know anything about me.
"Ok well I think we should do that, but do you know anything about me?" I asked him knowing the answer is no.
"Uh well not really, but I can learn. Do you know anything about me?" He asked with a smirk on his face probably thinking I'm going to say no.
"Yes." I said and he looked shocked.
"Ok prove it." He said with another smirk on his cute face.
"Sure. Your favorite color is blue as is mine, your on the soccer team here at school the team captain actually and soccer is your favorite sport, your favorite food is ice cream with Oreo cookies in it only with whipped topping, and you are single." I said to him and blushed at the last thing I said.
"Wow you do know me." He said and before I can say anything the bell rung and I quickly grabbed all of my stuff. Brooke is Mom's favorite and she told Mom that if I don't get to the car right after Art I have to walk home and I have five minutes to get there.
"Um I will see you tomorrow, because I have to go or I have to walk home. Bye." I told him and sped out of there hearing a faint later behind me. I ran to my locker as quickly as I could and dumped my books I didn't need and locked it after I was done and ran out to the front doors to see Mom and Brooke start to leave. I can here Brooke laugh in the background as they left knowing my time was up and she won again. Also. I noticed as soon as I walked out into the street that it started to pour. The school would be locked by now and my umbrella is in my locker, so I just have to suck it up and start to walk in the cold rain. I finally got home at 4:30. An half in hour later than usual. I walked in the door to see Mom and Brooke at the table gushing over how Brooke got a date for tonight and I see Dad looking at the clock worried. I know I'm Dad's favorite. At least someone loves me.
"Hey Dad, Mom, Brooke." I said shivering.
"Oh honey where have you been, and why are you so wet?" Dad asked me while Mom looked at her nails and Brooke just laughed at me.
"This is not funny Brooke, go upstairs to your room. Come on Mary were going to get you some dry clothes ok?" He said to me and Brooke, and Brooke stomped upstairs to her room knowing she will get in more trouble if she doesn't.
"O-Ok D-Dad." I said getting colder each minute.
"Come on sweetie." He said and took me upstairs to my colorful room. I painted it myself. (Look at the picture above, its the pic of her bedroom walls).
"Now you get dressed in warmer clothes and I will fix you some nice hot tea the way you like it. With honey and cream ok?" He told and asked me.
"Yeah Dad, thanks." I said with a smile and closed my door behind him. Then got dressed in my warmest turtle neck that I like and my sweatpants. Then I dried my hair and put it up into a bun and went downstairs after I put my dry (Thank gosh) picture I drew of John in my folder. When I got downstairs, I saw Dad in the kitchen pouring my tea in the cup and adding cream and honey to it. He saw me watching and motioned me to come here.
"Mary, I have two questions for you." Dad said.
"Yeah dad?" I asked him while I sipped my tea.
"Why were you so late and where are your glasses?" He asked me and I knew I was dead with the glasses.
"Well I ran over my time I was supposed to get to the car and Mom and Brooke left me so as soon as I started walking it started pouring down raining and the school was closed and my umbrella was in my locker so I had to walk in the rain." I told him trying to avoid the glasses.
"Ok so where are your glasses?" He asked me and now I'm dead.
"Its not my fault. Brooke tripped me in the hallway and my glasses flew off my face and Brooke stepped on them. Please don't be mad." I said to him in my saddest voice possible.
"Ok well I'm not mad because it wasn't your fault, but we don't have anymore money to buy you another pair of glasses. Mary this is your third pair of glasses that has been broken and we just don't have the money." He said to me and I knew what that meant. That he was going to get me contacts because they were cheaper.
"Please no contacts Dad. You know I hate them." I told him in my whining tone.
"Mary we told you that if you broke another pair of glasses that you will be getting contacts. So you will be getting them next week ok?" He said to me sternly and I knew that I had to agree because he was right.
"Ok Dad." I said sad.
"Honey your going to love contacts ok. I wear them and I like them, you would too." He told me and walked into the living room with Mom. Then I heard the doorbell ring.
"I'll get it." I shouted and ran to the door and couldn't believe who was on the other side.
"Hey um Mary?"
John Thomas.
"Um hi, what are you doing here?" I asked him and then I realized what I'm wearing and blush.
"Um I'm supposed to meet Brooke for a date. What are you doing here? Brooke told me this was her house." He said to me and looked at me up and down like he was checking me out but I know he wasn't.
"Um Brooke is my older sister and we both live here." I said quietly to him. I'm really upset he's going out with Brooke and not me, but its not like he would go out with me anyway.
"Oh um ok..." He said and now its awkward.
"I'm going to get her come in if you like." I said to him and went inside the house and I heard footsteps behind me so I knew he followed me.
"Mom, Dad this is John Thomas, Brooke's date tonight." I say quietly to them and sit on the couch. Then Mom gets up.
"Well it's so nice to meet you John." Mom said so proud that Brooke could score a guy like him.
"Well its nice to meet you to ma'm, but can I see Brooke so we can go?" He said still looking at me for some reason.
"Oh sure. BROOKE!" Mom yelled upstairs.
"YEAH!" She yelled back.
"YOUR DATE IS HERE COME DOWNSTAIRS NOW!!" Mom yelled again.
"I'm here." She said and she wore a very bright blue dress with lacy frills at the bottom and looked very fancy, unlike John with him wearing his casual clothes.
"Hey Brooke, let's go ok." He said glancing at me now that Brooke's here.
"Ok John. Bye guys don't wait up." Brooke said and went out with John.
"Hey Mom, Dad I'm just going to do my homework then go to bed I'm really tired. I didn't have a good day." I said to them.
"Ok whatever." Mom said and went to the kitchen. But Dad read me like a book and knew what was going on.
"Honey-"
"Dad I don't want to talk about it. I'm going to go ok bye." I said and ran upstairs before he could reply and after I finished my homework I went straight to bed.
I woke up an half an hour later to a screaming Brooke telling Mom that her date with John was terrible and I saw her come down the hall and saw that her dress was torn and dirty. Her hair and make up was even worse. She looked like a circus clown.
"Not one word." She said to me and then went to her room and slammed her door. Oh well I could care less. I went back to sleep.
*Next Morning*
I woke up feeling terrible. I had watery eyes, stuffy nose and sore throat and stomach ache. I also felt like I was on fire but icy cold too. Oh no. I'm sick. It's probably from the rain. Ugh.
"Dad!" I tried shouting, but it came out as a whisper but Dad did come. Huh?
"Dad how did you hear me?" I whispered to him. I lost my voice.
"I knew you were probably going to get sick, so I put your old baby monitor in your room so I can here you." He said to me. I love that he cares for me.
"Thanks Dad. Wait, I need to go to school I have a project to work on." I whispered again.
"Honey school was canceled. Somehow there was bad food in the cafeteria and people got sick, so the school is canceled for the week. No need to worry. Now don't talk and if you need to say something then write on this pad ok and I gave you bell, so if I'm downstairs then ring it and I will here it into the baby monitor ok kiddo?" He said to me.
"Ok Dad."I wrote on the pad to him and he left my room. Then I fell into a deep sleep, or that's what I thought, until I heard my door open and woke up to find John with a get well card and a get well teddy bear. Aww! :)
"Hey Mary. I heard you were sick, so I came to see you. I got you this card and stuffed bear. You know I have only known you for one day and I already feel strong positive feelings for you. I just.... can't get you outta my head. I really like you Mary and If you were awake, I'd ask you out. I wonder if you would say yes?" He questioned my "fake" sleeping form, but I think I should it give up now.
"I would say yes." I told him quietly as I opened my eyes.
"MARY! Um did you heard all that?" He questioned nervously.
"Yeah I did and if you asked me out, would say yes." I told him smiling weakly.
"Ok Mary Kisser, would you go out with me?" John asked me.
"Yes John Thomas I would, but how about after I feel better?" I asked and told him.
"Yeah and I promise it will be an awesome date."John smiled.
"I hope so.". I smiled back and he kissed my cheek. Best sick day ever. :)
Well I own all the characters and this story. Thanks for reading. ~Tyler.