-Wave is the narrator in this passage-
I can't remember so well what happened. It went par so fast. I'll try my best but I'm not all that clear.
My life, as a dit before, isn't really that great. Waking up to annoying birds and riding over to school on a two wheeled transportation system called a "bicycle". Quite simple thing if toi can keep your balance. After arriving at school people are grieving to go home. School isn't that bad its just the people in it. I'm picked out from the crowd. I have 2 long black bangs, my eye pupils are light blue, I wear A grey jacket, dark and light blue shirt, and some grey jeans. Blood stains my left sleeve. Its from what happened.
Seating myself in the prison cell so called a classroom is nearly imposable. Gum on that chair, somebody in the other that I hate, and the teacher staring at the other. I find a siège in the back of the classroom. Kai glaring at me from 3 rows ahead and Jamie in the other. Kai is a lanky girl that is a part of the Irken outcasts. She, the same as I, is an Invader. Two claw marks line her face reminding me of the jour when she escaped the Empire half dead. Jamie is a arc en ciel haired girl with black eyes. She always wears a backpack. I wonder if she is one of my kind but I have plus important things to wonder about like, why isn't
the teacher assigning our homework yet ou something like that. Jamie, 5 rows ahead of me, is looking a book. In Irken. Looking again she seems to notice that I'm looking at her, half looking as if I've seen a ghost. Jamie puts away the book and moves her seat, right suivant to Jan. Why didn't I think of sitting suivant to him?!
Anyway, the teacher starts todays lesson and I am forced into hours of being bored.
At the so called lunch where they feed toi poison I make a smart déplacer and don't eat. I'll survive, I do this everyday. Brad is over there flirting with Kai. I'm over here, in the corner, watching Jamie, that arc en ciel haired girl. She has that book again but I'm too far to see it. Walking off Jamie sends me a few glances and puts away her book. I hiss at her and walk off into the halls and pry open my locker and put on my jacket, glancing around the halls, and then sprinting away.
-Jamie is the narrator in this passage-
That girl with the long black bangs was stalking me again. She'll blow my cover if she sees my book. Its my journal and I do not intend for anybody to see it. Epically humans. Brushing my arc en ciel hair I throw away my lunch and walk into the halls and open my locker and grab some stink bombs. I plan on having a little fun before I go off on the weekend.
-6 years later and Wave is the narrator in this passage-
I'm nearing 16 in human years and 116 in Irk years. Tall and lanky, I'm not what I used to look like. I no longer have a flat chest and I'm tall. The arc en ciel haired girl is short and thin. Her hair has stayed short while mine has grown long.
Walking out into the rue all I can remember was two bright lights and then pain. I was hit par a car.
Blood running down my face I realized I was alive. Pain was shooting from my head to my arm. All I can remember was a arc en ciel and then blackness.
-Jamie is the narrator in the passage-
I saw it all. Wave was right there and she got hit. I rushed over. The damage was bad. She was hit in the arm and her head was badly scratched. I rushed her to my base. She was at deaths door and it was answering.
I can't remember so well what happened. It went par so fast. I'll try my best but I'm not all that clear.
My life, as a dit before, isn't really that great. Waking up to annoying birds and riding over to school on a two wheeled transportation system called a "bicycle". Quite simple thing if toi can keep your balance. After arriving at school people are grieving to go home. School isn't that bad its just the people in it. I'm picked out from the crowd. I have 2 long black bangs, my eye pupils are light blue, I wear A grey jacket, dark and light blue shirt, and some grey jeans. Blood stains my left sleeve. Its from what happened.
Seating myself in the prison cell so called a classroom is nearly imposable. Gum on that chair, somebody in the other that I hate, and the teacher staring at the other. I find a siège in the back of the classroom. Kai glaring at me from 3 rows ahead and Jamie in the other. Kai is a lanky girl that is a part of the Irken outcasts. She, the same as I, is an Invader. Two claw marks line her face reminding me of the jour when she escaped the Empire half dead. Jamie is a arc en ciel haired girl with black eyes. She always wears a backpack. I wonder if she is one of my kind but I have plus important things to wonder about like, why isn't
the teacher assigning our homework yet ou something like that. Jamie, 5 rows ahead of me, is looking a book. In Irken. Looking again she seems to notice that I'm looking at her, half looking as if I've seen a ghost. Jamie puts away the book and moves her seat, right suivant to Jan. Why didn't I think of sitting suivant to him?!
Anyway, the teacher starts todays lesson and I am forced into hours of being bored.
At the so called lunch where they feed toi poison I make a smart déplacer and don't eat. I'll survive, I do this everyday. Brad is over there flirting with Kai. I'm over here, in the corner, watching Jamie, that arc en ciel haired girl. She has that book again but I'm too far to see it. Walking off Jamie sends me a few glances and puts away her book. I hiss at her and walk off into the halls and pry open my locker and put on my jacket, glancing around the halls, and then sprinting away.
-Jamie is the narrator in this passage-
That girl with the long black bangs was stalking me again. She'll blow my cover if she sees my book. Its my journal and I do not intend for anybody to see it. Epically humans. Brushing my arc en ciel hair I throw away my lunch and walk into the halls and open my locker and grab some stink bombs. I plan on having a little fun before I go off on the weekend.
-6 years later and Wave is the narrator in this passage-
I'm nearing 16 in human years and 116 in Irk years. Tall and lanky, I'm not what I used to look like. I no longer have a flat chest and I'm tall. The arc en ciel haired girl is short and thin. Her hair has stayed short while mine has grown long.
Walking out into the rue all I can remember was two bright lights and then pain. I was hit par a car.
Blood running down my face I realized I was alive. Pain was shooting from my head to my arm. All I can remember was a arc en ciel and then blackness.
-Jamie is the narrator in the passage-
I saw it all. Wave was right there and she got hit. I rushed over. The damage was bad. She was hit in the arm and her head was badly scratched. I rushed her to my base. She was at deaths door and it was answering.