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posted by cutiegirl01
We were the first ones back downstairs and sat and watched a montrer about something that I wasn’t really following. A few minutes later Sarus came down in a white t-shirt, blue jeans, and tennis shoes. He looked over at me and smiled, and we couldn’t help but laugh at each other.
Sarus looked over at Jenny and Annabelle, “You know toi two are going to be dead right?”
“Yeah we know it was just fun to have to tie her hands behind her back and canard tape her mouth so that we could even change her. Getting the lip gloss on was interesting having her almost bite Annabelle’s finger off.” and they both laughed at that.
“Yeah remind me to have Rebecca do that suivant time.” a dit Annabelle
“I heard that and remind me to say no.” Becca walked in and sat on the table. “And it’s Becca not Rebecca.”
“Okay then Becca get off my table.” a dit Mrs. Sterling coming with Mr. Sterling. Becca jumped off the table. She turned toured me and her eyes shinned. “Good morning Onyx. How did toi sleep?”
“Very good Mrs. Sterling, how did toi sleep.” I asked.
“Well, thank you, and please call me Elizabeth.” smiled Mrs. Sterling. “You remind me of my best friend from around here. Her name is Jessica. I miss her dearly.”
“Mom.” a dit Sarus. “No back flashes.”
“Sorry I just…wish I could see her again.” sighed Elizabeth. James rubbed her shoulders.
“Well my mother’s name is Jessica. Maybe toi could come over to see if it’s her ou something.” I shrugged.
“Really? Your mother maybe Jessica that I know?” smiled Elizabeth. “Do toi think toi could arrange for them to come here to night?” I nodded She hugged me.
“By the way toi look lovely.” Sarus and I almost laughed but we kept it together.
“Thank you.” I looked at my black watch. 9:00am. Time to kill.
“So what are we going to do today, Onyx?” asked Jenny. I shrugged. “how about we get your hair done!” It wasn’t an option. I sighed and nodded, not smiling. “Black nails” sighed Jenny. I smiled and nodded. Jenny grabbed my hand and tried to get me out the door.
“No Jenny please no!” I wined “You got me to wear it around your house. No one a dit I had to wear it outside!” Jenny just pushed me out the door. “Fine give me a wig and I will.” Jenny tossed me a blonde wig. “You planed this. I don’t know how but toi did.” she laughed.
Five minutes later Jenny and I were at the town’s beauty parlor. We walked in and I saw Matt’s mom at the counter giving Matt money for something I don’t really care about. Matt turned around and saw Jenny and me, only he didn’t know he was me. He walked over to us, “Hey babe, toi new in town?” I smiled and nodded.
“I’m just staying here for the week, because my cousin has the week off from…” I looked at Jenny, “Jefferson?” Jenny smiled knowing I was up to something and nodded.
Matt put his arm around me, “You know toi and you’re cousin can hang out with me this week-” and Matt’s mom coughed.
“No, no that’s okay. It’s fine we just came here to get a manicure and our her hair done.” I smiled looking as innocent as possible.
Matt smiled looking at his mom, “I can work today if toi would still like me to.” She smiled back from ear to ear and nodded. Matt looked back at us and smiled, “Come on ladies, lets go pick out you’re nail polish.” He looked over at Jenny, “And figure out what toi want done to you’re hair.” I. HAVE. TO. RECORD. THIS. Matt lead us to a small sitting room and pulled out livres that had seemed to be hidden. “Here are some livres that may have what you’re looking for.” He smiled winking at me. “So what are your names? I’m Matt.” Knew that!
“I’m Jenny and this is Layla,” Layla…I like it, “And I was going to start this week but the school is on spring break.” She smiled up at him.
“Well suivant week I would l’amour to escort toi around the school” I smiled up at him, he winked at me. “And if toi want we can get know each other tonight at the park-”
“Sorry Layla and I already have plans but toi could come to my house tomorrow to hang with us.” Jenny smiled. I smiled too.
I pointed to a rose nail polish, “These are the nails I want-

After getting our nails done and Jenny’s hair done we went to my house. I took off my wig just before I walked, “Hey mom do toi know anyone named Elizabeth?”
My mom came around the corner, “What ever toi did just say you’re sorry and-”
“No mom do toi know anyone named Elizabeth Junta?” She nodded, “Sarus and Jenny’s mom’s maiden name was that.” My mom smiled exited.
“Can she come over to night?” I nodded smiling.
“Just let me call her.” I pulled out my cell phone and turned toward Jenny asking, “What’s the number?”
“290-815-3466.” Jenny a dit looking at Josh who was drooling over her, she turns to me and asks, “Are toi sure toi to are related?”
“Sadly.” I was already done dialing and calling. Ring-Ring-Rin-
“Hello?” asked Sarus.
“Hey Sarus. I was wondering if you’re family would like to come for dinner.” Sarus was silent for a minute.
“Are toi sure?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay then we’ll be over to night bye.”
“Bye.” I hung up the phone and said, “They’re coming over.”
“Everyone?” I nodded. “Okay.
posted by problematic124
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Chapter 5
Faliski's note
Aurora decided to shed the goth for good and came to school looking normal and beautiful. par lunch time everybody was talking about her 'new look'. People treated her plus nicely and many people asked her to sit at their table, tableau but she told them she was going to sit with us.
Result:A lot of people are sitting at our table, tableau trying to win Aurora's attention.Plus with the result of them we can't talk about Friday night. The cool crew sat at our table, there mostly jerks because they think there better than all of us because there either rich, hot, or...
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posted by SPS
She looks;
Her eyes desperate & fraught
Her body defenseless & weak.
Feelings of vulnerability;
Guilt seeping through her veins.
But what can she do?
She stares.

She stares;
Oblivious to her stare, he hums
Chasing a butterfly, hops & skips;
Not a feather of a burden on his shoulders
As he goes about his carefree life.
She smiles.

She smiles;
Memories come rushing through,
As she first held him in her arms.
‘I will give toi the world’ she promised.
She lied.
‘You will be the king of the world someday’
This time, he stared, his big blue eyes
Gleaming with innocent mischief, unaware of what fate...
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What A New Screenwriter Should Know About Screenwriting par Jeffrey Reddick via FilmCourage.com.
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Writer corner:) hi everybody! i hope you'll like the plot. let me know!! thank you!!!
In the an 4125 the Earth was still turning on itself. Apparently everything was the same as it was two thausand years ago. But it wasn't so. The democracy we got fighting was distroied par a man. After 15 years of wars, in 4025 Cyrus defeated free people and he established the tyranny. The whole world was controlled and the freedom dind't exist anymore. Everyone Lost trust in everything, in love, in courage, in God. Most of people didn't know that there was a prophecy. It a dit that the humanity had to pass through a century of pain and fear to realize how important freedom was. But then in the 101st an four guys, with the Gift, could overthrow the government...
posted by para-scence
just FYI, I noticed there's another story on fanpop called "Speechless." I just wanted readers to know that this is all my ideas, and the other one is completely its author's ideas. :)


Seven kids were killed that day.

I didn't know any of them, but that made no difference. I'd seen two of them shot. I couldn't bring myself to go back to school the suivant day. Apparently Mrs. Stueck had heard my breakdown yesterday, because she didn't wake me up for school. I stayed in lit for the rest of the day, despite my stomach growling menacingly at me.

Later that day, there was a small knock at the door....
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posted by para-scence
"What?" I squeaked. My whole world felt like it was tumbling down. This could not be happening. Heidi patted me reassuringly on the shoulder.

"Sorry, but it's true. I saw him hanging out with this one girl. Her name's Claire... toi can ask Mateo; he saw him," she a dit sadly. I shook my head, but she just nodded. "I heard him say that he was only going out with toi because he pitied you." I frowned and left, not wanting to hear more. I wasn't sure it was because of how ridiculous it was, ou if I was afraid she was right.

Finally later in the day, I saw Blake. He was talking to Mateo again. I...
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posted by para-scence
The suivant morning, I unlocked the three deadbolts on my door, and sneaked downstairs. I could hear Dad snoring from his room, and if that didn't wake him I don't know what could. Still, I walked around on my tip toes and ate breakfast super quick. I was out of the house over an heure earlier than I usually leave. Since school didn't start for about an heure and a half, I decided to just walk around. The air was cool and crisp, and I saw my breath as I exhaled. There was cold dew on the herbe and the birds began to sing quietly. It was a perfect spring morning.

I ended up at the park, the one Aubrey...
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Where Does The Creation Of A Great Story Begin? par Scott Myers via FilmCourage.com.
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posted by DxCFan123
We decided to camp out par a near forest with a small waterfall par it. My burnt hair from the feu was irritating me so I decided to wash my hair in the waterfall. The water was cold, but I didn't care. Bruno felt my hair. I smiled warmly. I a dit like I wasn't a helper " So, where are your parents?' He a dit " Well, after I was born, a witch a volé, étole my mother, killed her, and I have no dad. So I'm an orphan" I thought ' I wish he could tell, he wouldn't have to do this, he wouldn't have to tell me bad mermories.' " I l’amour you." a dit Bruno. " I l’amour a person for a person." 'Well, I'm not a person. Im a helper! Why can't toi tell? Im a helper! I l’amour a person for a person too! But you're not a person! But I l’amour you!'Bruno a dit he would go out to the forest to get get some food. After my hair was washed, I sat down. Why can't he tell I'm a helper? But then, I heard a scream in the woods. I could tell who it was.... Bruno.
posted by EmzLovesCheryl
School.

A bundle of laughs for the bitches in the back row, hell for the one at the front, who can hear every single rude remark that's being made about them. That person could be anyone. The class nerd, emo, the one that's not as intelligent as most, anyone that's different from the rest of the crowd, whether it be to do with interests, sexuality, weight, height, appearence etc. They're not always classified as 'different'. Sometimes it's just because someone doesn't want to be Friends with a bully, someone who wants to stand their ground and make Friends with good people. Like me.

So how come,...
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