~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 28
Everyone loves Friday
I don’t know if Meredith was angry with the cafeteria’s outburst, I haven’t talked to her since that incident, not that we talked much. Sometimes I’d walk past and she’d give me the normal sweet yet lethal look she always did. She’s been skipping some class, one time when she skipped gym some girl’s in the locker room were talking about how vicious she’s gotten. Then one a dit how Grey totally rejected her and she isn’t happy.
But luckily the days passed on happily, school became uneventful and I was excited for the event to come. What event? Stop jouer la comédie like toi don’t know, bub’s.
Guess what jour it is?!
It’s Friday! The glorious jour before Saturday and after Thursday! Excited? Heck yeah! My gal’s were just as excited, they even surprised me par giving me this outfit they bought the jour before. It’s gorgeous, not too dressy but casual.
And par dressy I mean this hideous dressy dress you’d wear to something formal, no it’s simple and totally me. It’s a nice dark forest green blouse, with these nice shorts (black) complete with the same dark green knee socks and cute mellow heels. I know, I am a big fashionista!
Plus, to add to the cute effect factor, Beth put this cute little bow in my hair, making me look cuter and prettier to look at. suivant came the make-up which, well…make-up and I, bad history, Ali did that.
Sage did my hair, which looked awesome, for the first time curly, and looking perfect. And Beth, well she picked the outfit, and styled me up a bit, giving me a bourse, sac à main to put my belonging’s in. I was ready to go.
And I was losing it.
“Should I go? I look awful. Will he like it? He’s a college man! Look at me, I’m pre-school! Oh, this’ll end horrible, I just know it!” I yelled, freaking out, the gal’s were trying to calm me down, keeping me in my chair to not reck their beautiful creation.
There words, not mine.
“Stop it!” Sage hissed, throwing an annoyed glance. “This took a lot of time no way are toi ruining it!”
Ali nodded. “Or we’ll get the cuffs.”
Beth, being the sweet person of the group, was the only one trying to soothe me. “Look, I know you’re a bit scared Rosebud, and super nervous. I know how toi feel because I was put in that seat. Remember, my rendez-vous amoureux, date with Grey?”
I nodded fervently.
Beth smiled. “I was super nervous, and I didn’t know what to wear, and this and that. But, I just picked an outfit and went there, and it turned out to be awesome. Grey was really sweet, and…well not thinking about the interruption, everything was just…nice.”
“Nice,” I repeated.
“Yes! Nice,” Beth patted my arm. “Your going to have a great time, know stop being such a baby Rosebud. Your Pammy Jones, not some girl who freaks out and treats first dates like it‘s the most important thing in the world. Don’t overdose it.”
I nodded. “Your right. My name is Pam…ela, and I will not back down and be a baby. Gal’s! This rendez-vous amoureux, date is happening!”
The girl’s cheered, and I grinned cheekily back. Only a few minutes to montrer time, and I believed, (hoped plus like it) that I was ready.
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Chapter 28
Everyone loves Friday
I don’t know if Meredith was angry with the cafeteria’s outburst, I haven’t talked to her since that incident, not that we talked much. Sometimes I’d walk past and she’d give me the normal sweet yet lethal look she always did. She’s been skipping some class, one time when she skipped gym some girl’s in the locker room were talking about how vicious she’s gotten. Then one a dit how Grey totally rejected her and she isn’t happy.
But luckily the days passed on happily, school became uneventful and I was excited for the event to come. What event? Stop jouer la comédie like toi don’t know, bub’s.
Guess what jour it is?!
It’s Friday! The glorious jour before Saturday and after Thursday! Excited? Heck yeah! My gal’s were just as excited, they even surprised me par giving me this outfit they bought the jour before. It’s gorgeous, not too dressy but casual.
And par dressy I mean this hideous dressy dress you’d wear to something formal, no it’s simple and totally me. It’s a nice dark forest green blouse, with these nice shorts (black) complete with the same dark green knee socks and cute mellow heels. I know, I am a big fashionista!
Plus, to add to the cute effect factor, Beth put this cute little bow in my hair, making me look cuter and prettier to look at. suivant came the make-up which, well…make-up and I, bad history, Ali did that.
Sage did my hair, which looked awesome, for the first time curly, and looking perfect. And Beth, well she picked the outfit, and styled me up a bit, giving me a bourse, sac à main to put my belonging’s in. I was ready to go.
And I was losing it.
“Should I go? I look awful. Will he like it? He’s a college man! Look at me, I’m pre-school! Oh, this’ll end horrible, I just know it!” I yelled, freaking out, the gal’s were trying to calm me down, keeping me in my chair to not reck their beautiful creation.
There words, not mine.
“Stop it!” Sage hissed, throwing an annoyed glance. “This took a lot of time no way are toi ruining it!”
Ali nodded. “Or we’ll get the cuffs.”
Beth, being the sweet person of the group, was the only one trying to soothe me. “Look, I know you’re a bit scared Rosebud, and super nervous. I know how toi feel because I was put in that seat. Remember, my rendez-vous amoureux, date with Grey?”
I nodded fervently.
Beth smiled. “I was super nervous, and I didn’t know what to wear, and this and that. But, I just picked an outfit and went there, and it turned out to be awesome. Grey was really sweet, and…well not thinking about the interruption, everything was just…nice.”
“Nice,” I repeated.
“Yes! Nice,” Beth patted my arm. “Your going to have a great time, know stop being such a baby Rosebud. Your Pammy Jones, not some girl who freaks out and treats first dates like it‘s the most important thing in the world. Don’t overdose it.”
I nodded. “Your right. My name is Pam…ela, and I will not back down and be a baby. Gal’s! This rendez-vous amoureux, date is happening!”
The girl’s cheered, and I grinned cheekily back. Only a few minutes to montrer time, and I believed, (hoped plus like it) that I was ready.
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Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
(Verse 1)
I am in l’amour
with the guy who is sweet
till we meet it isn't possible
(Chorus)
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still Single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
everyday
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Now & Then
Everyday, going separate
paths and ways
thinkin' we need to meet
in the middle before we go Undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We never stopped goin'
separate paths and ways
passing broken hearts and scars
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Now,
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I can't stand it any longer
goin' all crazy
when I get really lazy
Undercover
(Verse 1)
We need to meet before we go Undercover
Yeah Uhuh
Yeah Uhuh
(Verse 1)
I am in l’amour
with the guy who is sweet
till we meet it isn't possible
(Chorus)
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
We need to meet
before we go Undercover
for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still Single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
everyday
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
Now & Then
Everyday, going separate
paths and ways
thinkin' we need to meet
in the middle before we go Undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We never stopped goin'
separate paths and ways
passing broken hearts and scars
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Now,
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I can't stand it any longer
goin' all crazy
when I get really lazy
Undercover
(Verse 1)
We need to meet before we go Undercover
Slowly,
Hand in hand,
We stroll towards the beautiful beach,
Never taking our eyes off the red sky.
We are together now,
And we face anything that will take us on,
With determination and unity,
Slowly.
The wave washes us into the ocean,
Taking us in,
Slowly, killing us bit par bit,
But we never let go of each other.
When we are together,
We will never die.
There is no chance of that,
It is impossible.
The power of being together
Surges into both of our souls,
And the angry waves crash against
Our faces,
But we still never let go.
We are undivided.
Nothing, ever, can keep us apart,
ou even separate us.
Because, toi see,
We are bound.
We are bound
par the ropes of love,
Forever.
Nothing,
No one,
Can cut those ropes.
Not now,
And not ever.
Hand in hand,
We stroll towards the beautiful beach,
Never taking our eyes off the red sky.
We are together now,
And we face anything that will take us on,
With determination and unity,
Slowly.
The wave washes us into the ocean,
Taking us in,
Slowly, killing us bit par bit,
But we never let go of each other.
When we are together,
We will never die.
There is no chance of that,
It is impossible.
The power of being together
Surges into both of our souls,
And the angry waves crash against
Our faces,
But we still never let go.
We are undivided.
Nothing, ever, can keep us apart,
ou even separate us.
Because, toi see,
We are bound.
We are bound
par the ropes of love,
Forever.
Nothing,
No one,
Can cut those ropes.
Not now,
And not ever.
I look down at the snow below
Thinking of its familiar glow
I remember the trees that tore at my wet clothes
And the horrid wind that stung my nose
I tripped and had fell to weak to move
Thinking I had nothing to lose
My eyes began to close and I started to drift away
My mind refusing to disobey
It took me par the hand and I felt warm
Almost glad to be taken par the storm
Now I watch from up above wondering what I did wrong
And why I was one chosen to sing the anges song
Thinking of its familiar glow
I remember the trees that tore at my wet clothes
And the horrid wind that stung my nose
I tripped and had fell to weak to move
Thinking I had nothing to lose
My eyes began to close and I started to drift away
My mind refusing to disobey
It took me par the hand and I felt warm
Almost glad to be taken par the storm
Now I watch from up above wondering what I did wrong
And why I was one chosen to sing the anges song
With nails so black scraping away at rotting church pews
I tell toi I l’amour toi plus than myself
But to understand, from me toi shall receive neither money nor wealth
What toi chercher for is not emotion ou passion, it’s much plus precise
It’s the golden fortune which comes with a price
So toi take the deal and strike my head
Your beating heart, now made of lead
Allow me the peace of mind to soften the last deadly blow
Perhaps this is how our story ends of toi the Raven and I the Crow
(Crows and Ravens, in European legends are known to symbolize death)
I will remember toi always.
Will toi remember me?
That is a question for toi to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
toi will always be in my heart.
For I know that toi will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the feu
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
Will toi remember me?
That is a question for toi to answer,
And not me.
I promise
That I will always
Keep the flame of memory alive.
The fun that we had will never
Be forgotten.
Even on foggy evenings,
The darkest of nights,
toi will always be in my heart.
For I know that toi will help me
Keep the flame of memory blazing
Always.
All the good times that we had,
All the fun that we had,
All the tears that we let out,
All the anger we let out
Will never be wasted.
Because every minute of it
Is in my heart.
I will tend to the feu
Every night,
Recollecting all the memories we have
Knowing that the flame of memory
Is the brightest flame of all
And it will blaze on.
It all started 100 years ago...
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, ou Ocean Clan, Riku, ou Land Clan, and the Sora, ou Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD toi DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the Heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
There was a great clan, Yochi Clan. They kept balance of the Earth. The Enkai, ou Ocean Clan, Riku, ou Land Clan, and the Sora, ou Sky Clan. There were 6 from each clan, chosen to defend Earth.
There Family names:
Wanizame = Enkai
Suppai = Enkai
Tategami = Riku
Nikushimi = Riku
Karasu = Sora
Inago = Sora
They took a pledge to defend the Earth and it's beauties. Until...
Suppai, Nikushimi, and Inago joined a evil organization that threatened the Earth years ago...
Yami Teikoku Boruto
HOW COULD toi DO THIS!!!!????
They put them selves in stasis so they could attack Earth at a later time. But the Heroes put themselves in stasis, too....
I'm cheerful on the outside yes, but under this huge hyperfilled, cheerful girl is a fragile antique.
On the outside some see me as normal ou energetic maybe the one pomme with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to montrer the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man suivant to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
On the outside some see me as normal ou energetic maybe the one pomme with a hole in the barrel.
I'll plaster a smile every now and then to montrer the me-the fake me- to disguise the actual one pulling the strings.
As I stand before the mirror starring at myself I see that figure looming behind me his hand on my shoulder.
And at that moment my mask breaks and I'm stunned at my actual self.
I'm filled with depression, sadness, anger and haterid.
Never did I want to ever see the true me.
The mirror breaks and the man suivant to me whispers "Your mine." I look down in defeat.
Dropping to the ground-on my knees-I begin to cry.
He got the better of me and now I am no more.
"I'm a monster." I say to myself through a sob.
