*I've gotten the first six chapters done, still working on it and Remember me. Please don't copy and please read and review*
Chapter 1
Friends and my dream guy
One thing toi need to know about me, is I am not normal. I tend to do things differently, right now, I am sitting on my bed, rifling through my awesome ipod in my favori couleurs green, orange, and yellow.
If toi have an ick face on, I’ll montrer toi my favori finger. I happen to like these colors, there eye popping, different. A color that most people breeze past to obsess over red and blue, I can relate to that in ways of human standards.
I sigh a long deep sigh, as I look at my contacts on my phone, thinking which on of my Friends should I bother.
Anabeth Illuke, also known as Beth.
Unlike me, Beth is gorgeous, she has the perfect dark blonde hair and a pair of dark green eyes. To me (and our other friends) we thought she was perfect. But she says perfect is a myth. Beth is a super overachiever, when she got a her first B (ever!) she freaked out. Yeah, if your wondering, Beth is a super nerd. But she’s not just brains and beauty (or in my words a knot it all ou a hot jerk, which is what my school consists most of), she was pretty cool too. She was the kind of girl everyone had a hard time hating, and that made us l’amour her more.
Alison Meclain, also known as Ali.
Ali is kind of like Beth and me combined. She’s plus outgoing and wild, but like Beth she’s pretty smart. My gals and I know school’s important, and we keep our grades up high. Now Ali has black hair, and smooth pale skin. What makes her stand out is her dark blue ocean eyes, it’s rare when a raven haired girl has blue eyes.
Then there’s Sage Chauncey, a very odd girl.
With her fiery red hair and very light green eyes, she’s the most exotic one out of all of us. With her knockout body, you’d think she’d be one of the populaire kids, but she’s not. She loves to do things different, she’s never ceased to amaze yet disturb us with the way she does things.
So those are my gals. Together we are the non-cool yet awesome group at our school, we have a ton of friends, because were likeable. But nowadays most people are being stuck-up, jouer la comédie like royalty.
I skim through all my contacts before sighing, curse this cruel world!
*Sigh* Introductions can be pretty boring, well, my Friends are.
*Insert evil laugh here (last for five seconds)*
I jump to my beloved computer, which I’ve gladly named speedy, because it barely ever buffers ou messes up. I go straight to face book and twitter, now I don’t have either, mom and dad have made sure about that. But I like to go on there for the latest juicy gossip and happenings of my fellow peers. I manage to eavesdrop on some private conversations, all though the guys on there aren’t that good at keeping it away from the public.
For instance a few months ago, there was some crazy fight about a couple who were dealing with some major problems, they fought through the computers and then the whole school knew how the girlfriend cheated on the guy and what-not. The poor girl fled from the school, never to be seen again, rumor has it she dyed her hair and now wears glasses and a new face thanks to surgery.
And toi thought your school was messed up, huh?
Anyways automatically my fingers type in the name of my crush Caldon (Cal) Derentiz. One of the most hottest guys my eyes have ever beheld. I’ve had in some of my classes in freshman year, and he was so kind.
I was also able to be graced with his appearance at his football and football games and practices. How does he keep good grades and manage to go to every practice and game I’ll never know.
Lots of people l’amour him, he’s like the poster child for those jocks in those cliché novels that girls l’amour to read. Perfect blonde hair and those gorgeous ocean blue eyes, with that charming smile that girls swoon at on the spot. There’s no denying it, that boy is flawless. I can’t help but like him, it’s hard for me not to. Though Beth seems to disagree, she just thinks that a guy that perfect has to be hiding something. ‘Mysterious and handsome is never a good combination’, she once told me, ‘in this case, that is’.
But I stubbornly ignored her commentaire and stalk him on his personal websites. I’d stalk him around school but I don’t want to seem that desperate.
It’s mostly dull boring stuff, nothing of importance, so I go to his pictures to gawk at him. Which takes a whole good fifteen minutes until I decide that I’m good.
I hear my mom call me for dinner, well I guess that’s my cue. As I’m walking out I see a picture of my gals and I, smiling goofily at the camera, I grin.
Aren't we just a lovely bunch?
Chapter 1
Friends and my dream guy
One thing toi need to know about me, is I am not normal. I tend to do things differently, right now, I am sitting on my bed, rifling through my awesome ipod in my favori couleurs green, orange, and yellow.
If toi have an ick face on, I’ll montrer toi my favori finger. I happen to like these colors, there eye popping, different. A color that most people breeze past to obsess over red and blue, I can relate to that in ways of human standards.
I sigh a long deep sigh, as I look at my contacts on my phone, thinking which on of my Friends should I bother.
Anabeth Illuke, also known as Beth.
Unlike me, Beth is gorgeous, she has the perfect dark blonde hair and a pair of dark green eyes. To me (and our other friends) we thought she was perfect. But she says perfect is a myth. Beth is a super overachiever, when she got a her first B (ever!) she freaked out. Yeah, if your wondering, Beth is a super nerd. But she’s not just brains and beauty (or in my words a knot it all ou a hot jerk, which is what my school consists most of), she was pretty cool too. She was the kind of girl everyone had a hard time hating, and that made us l’amour her more.
Alison Meclain, also known as Ali.
Ali is kind of like Beth and me combined. She’s plus outgoing and wild, but like Beth she’s pretty smart. My gals and I know school’s important, and we keep our grades up high. Now Ali has black hair, and smooth pale skin. What makes her stand out is her dark blue ocean eyes, it’s rare when a raven haired girl has blue eyes.
Then there’s Sage Chauncey, a very odd girl.
With her fiery red hair and very light green eyes, she’s the most exotic one out of all of us. With her knockout body, you’d think she’d be one of the populaire kids, but she’s not. She loves to do things different, she’s never ceased to amaze yet disturb us with the way she does things.
So those are my gals. Together we are the non-cool yet awesome group at our school, we have a ton of friends, because were likeable. But nowadays most people are being stuck-up, jouer la comédie like royalty.
I skim through all my contacts before sighing, curse this cruel world!
*Sigh* Introductions can be pretty boring, well, my Friends are.
*Insert evil laugh here (last for five seconds)*
I jump to my beloved computer, which I’ve gladly named speedy, because it barely ever buffers ou messes up. I go straight to face book and twitter, now I don’t have either, mom and dad have made sure about that. But I like to go on there for the latest juicy gossip and happenings of my fellow peers. I manage to eavesdrop on some private conversations, all though the guys on there aren’t that good at keeping it away from the public.
For instance a few months ago, there was some crazy fight about a couple who were dealing with some major problems, they fought through the computers and then the whole school knew how the girlfriend cheated on the guy and what-not. The poor girl fled from the school, never to be seen again, rumor has it she dyed her hair and now wears glasses and a new face thanks to surgery.
And toi thought your school was messed up, huh?
Anyways automatically my fingers type in the name of my crush Caldon (Cal) Derentiz. One of the most hottest guys my eyes have ever beheld. I’ve had in some of my classes in freshman year, and he was so kind.
I was also able to be graced with his appearance at his football and football games and practices. How does he keep good grades and manage to go to every practice and game I’ll never know.
Lots of people l’amour him, he’s like the poster child for those jocks in those cliché novels that girls l’amour to read. Perfect blonde hair and those gorgeous ocean blue eyes, with that charming smile that girls swoon at on the spot. There’s no denying it, that boy is flawless. I can’t help but like him, it’s hard for me not to. Though Beth seems to disagree, she just thinks that a guy that perfect has to be hiding something. ‘Mysterious and handsome is never a good combination’, she once told me, ‘in this case, that is’.
But I stubbornly ignored her commentaire and stalk him on his personal websites. I’d stalk him around school but I don’t want to seem that desperate.
It’s mostly dull boring stuff, nothing of importance, so I go to his pictures to gawk at him. Which takes a whole good fifteen minutes until I decide that I’m good.
I hear my mom call me for dinner, well I guess that’s my cue. As I’m walking out I see a picture of my gals and I, smiling goofily at the camera, I grin.
Aren't we just a lovely bunch?
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if toi believe
toi turn to me
toi say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
toi reply
"I believe in toi and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but toi will always
l’amour me
even if toi are
a stuffed monkey
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if toi believe
toi turn to me
toi say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
toi reply
"I believe in toi and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but toi will always
l’amour me
even if toi are
a stuffed monkey
Chapter 6
Okay, so were was I last time before I got hurt? Oh right now I remember. So battling demons, to be honest it scares the living soul out of me. Pretty much that's what those evil things are after. Alright your probably thinking what in the world is she talking about, She was hurt! Yes I realize that. I am just going to give toi some info about those ugly things. Okay.
Rule 1-Never try to reason with them. That's just stupid and they will take your soul.
Rule 2-Please don't look into there eyes! If toi do let's just say toi will be sorry.
Rule 3-Always have a wepon.
Rule 4-Don't and I mean don't let them ever sneak up on you. You'll be a goner.
Rule 5 last rule- Never have a really hot guy helping toi trying to fight these things. toi will be focused on him! Not the demon!
That's why I blame Nick. Damn why did he have to be so darn hot.
I open my eyes and lucky me. Guess who's hovering over me? A demon.
Okay, so were was I last time before I got hurt? Oh right now I remember. So battling demons, to be honest it scares the living soul out of me. Pretty much that's what those evil things are after. Alright your probably thinking what in the world is she talking about, She was hurt! Yes I realize that. I am just going to give toi some info about those ugly things. Okay.
Rule 1-Never try to reason with them. That's just stupid and they will take your soul.
Rule 2-Please don't look into there eyes! If toi do let's just say toi will be sorry.
Rule 3-Always have a wepon.
Rule 4-Don't and I mean don't let them ever sneak up on you. You'll be a goner.
Rule 5 last rule- Never have a really hot guy helping toi trying to fight these things. toi will be focused on him! Not the demon!
That's why I blame Nick. Damn why did he have to be so darn hot.
I open my eyes and lucky me. Guess who's hovering over me? A demon.
Thursday
Lots to blog about. Today was interview day. The principal made all 8th graders go through a mock interview for the experience. We had to dress appropriate and respectable. I wore a tight black and grey dress with a black ceinture above the waist with black wedges. My interview guy was this old fart whose wrinkles hid his emotions. His face was so wrinkled that I couldn't tell whether he was smiling, frowning, ou laughing. I think my interview went okay. When I got back with my cercle of friends, they told me how their interviewers were complimenting them and saying how much they loved this resumes and cover letters. He didn't say anything nice ou mean. He did however joke with me. In other glorious news, Kyle took me out for ice cream. How cool is that?! He had chocolat and I had vanilla. We sat and talked. It was just the two of us. par suivant week, Kyle will surely be my boyfriend.
Lots to blog about. Today was interview day. The principal made all 8th graders go through a mock interview for the experience. We had to dress appropriate and respectable. I wore a tight black and grey dress with a black ceinture above the waist with black wedges. My interview guy was this old fart whose wrinkles hid his emotions. His face was so wrinkled that I couldn't tell whether he was smiling, frowning, ou laughing. I think my interview went okay. When I got back with my cercle of friends, they told me how their interviewers were complimenting them and saying how much they loved this resumes and cover letters. He didn't say anything nice ou mean. He did however joke with me. In other glorious news, Kyle took me out for ice cream. How cool is that?! He had chocolat and I had vanilla. We sat and talked. It was just the two of us. par suivant week, Kyle will surely be my boyfriend.