Red Rose

Blaine Andrews woke up early that morning. When he opened his eyes, even though he didn't want to, he turned over and looked at the alarm clock. It read 5:00 am. "Goodness gracious," he mumbled to himself. He turned onto his back and stared up at into the darkness. After a few moments he got out of the bed. He went over to the light switch and flicked it on.

Blaine was a medium-sized teenager. He was sixteen years old and had dark brown hair with blonde highlights. He was six feet tall. He loved to read and write, along with watch TV and play video games.

Blaine went back to his bed and looked around it for the TV remote. He found it underneath the bed with a bunch of other junk. He got it and turned the TV and satellite receiver on. He jumped onto his bed and sat against the wall. "Nope...nope...no...definately not!" He was flipping through the channels trying to find something to watch. Over a hundred channels and nothing to watch, he thoght.
Blaine got back off the bed. He turned the satellite receiver off, and the VCR and his Playstation 2 on. He skimmed through his video games until he found the one he wanted. He put in the console and reset it for it to the game. Then he sat down in his "game chair," which was just a fold-up chair that's used for camping.
The game took forever to load. Well, that's what if felt like to Blaine. When it finally did load he pushed the START button. This brought him to the main menu. He then highlighted the LOAD GAME option and pressed X on his controller. It loaded again and he began the game.
Two hours was how long he played. Blaine turned the machine off and looked at the alarm clock. 7:30 am. He hadn't started playing until 5:30. "Blaine!" His mom was calling him. He went downstairs and found her in the kitchen. She was doing something she hadn't done in a long time. She was cooking breakfast. It was a big one too. Blaine looked around. There was bacon, sausage, eggs, biscuits, pancakes waffles, and his least favorite, grits. "What is this, Shoney's?" She glared at him. "Don't like it, don't eat it." He looked around again. "No, I'm good."
It was Saturday morning. Blaine's dad and his little brother were still in bed. His mom went to get them up. She returned five minutes later with Blaine's brother behind her. He was twelve and real skinny. He had light brown hair and a few freckles on his face. Their mother, on the other hand, was blonde. She was sort of tall, but not as tall as Blaine. Blaine's brother, Josh, was shorter than that.
An hour passed before Blaine's and Josh's father came down. "Did you cook something, Selene?" Jason Andrews asked his wife. "Yeah, a buffet," Blaine told him. He grinned and left the living room and entered the kitchen. "Wow!" he said loudly. He re-entered the living room twenty minutes later. "Haven't had that in a while."
Sunday morning. Everyone was getting ready for church. Selene was putting on her make-up. Blaine was putting on his socks and shoes. Josh was brushing his teeth, and Jason was putting on his tie. They all finished and headed out. It was a little early, but that didn't matter. They got to the church and went in. They were there ten minutes before it was supposed to start.
The pews gradually began to fill up. Finally after just a few minutes it was full. The meeting began, and after what seemed like just seconds, it ended. Everyone filed and left for home. The Andrews family returned home and changed back into regular clothes. They all sat in the living room. Jason read the newspaper they had gotten before returning home while everyone else looked at the pictures or at the sale papers.

A loud beeping rang across Blaine's room. He looked over at his clock. 6:30 am. His alarm had gone off. It was Monday and time to get up for school. He reluctantly got up and walked downstairs to the laundry room. He grabbed a school shirt and a pair of school pants out of the dryer. Slowly, he walked back to his room. He took his sleeping shirt off and sat on the bed. He lay back for a couple of minutes, then got up and finished changing.
Blaine arrived at school at 7:15. The cafeteria opened at 7:20 and he went in to eat breakfast with his friend, Calvin Conoway. Calvin was the same build as Blaine. He had dirty blonde hair and wasn't as tall. They sat down and started talking. "This ain't nothin' compared to what my mom cooked Saturday," Blaine told Calvin. "Why, what'd you have?" he asked. "Everything. Eggs, biscuits, sausage, bacon, pancakes, waffles, and grits. However, I could've done without the grits." The bell rang for class thirty minutes later. They got up, threw their trash away, and left the cafeteria. "See ya," they said to each other once they were outside, and went in opposite directions.
On his way to class, Blaine stopped in the middle of the hall. He turned aroud and there she was. The most beautiful girl he had evere seen. He stood there, watching her the whole while. He kept watching her until she walked off and turned a corner. He slowly walked to class, thinking of her the whole time. His class began and ended just like that. He had no care in the world, except for her. That girl. The girl with no name. The girl of his dreams.
That girl stayed in his mind all throughout the school day, on his way home, and at home. "God, I've got to find out what her name is," he said to no one. "Tomorrow, that's what I'll do." All evening long he thought about her. He pictured them doing things together. Going to a movie, going out to eat, or just walking down a sidewalk.

It was a new day, Tuesday. Blaine arrived at school at the same time as the day before, 7:15 am. Calvin arrived shortly after. As usual they went into the cafeteria. They got their food and sat down. Blaine started their conversation. "Yesterday, after lunch, I saw this girl," he started. Calvin interrupted him. "Did she look good?" he asked. "Oh yes. She was beautiful. The thing is, I don't know her name," Blaine said with a sigh. "Well, what'd she look like?" Calvin asked. Blaine looked up for a minute, thinking.