-One Week Later-
"Let's go, we're going to be late for school", Francine called from outside my front door.
I hopped my way toward her, since I apparently sprained my ankle on the night of the accident. "Thanks for the help." I roll my eyes. She grabs my livres off the cuisine table, and I grabbed my crutches.
-At School-
Zoey was waiting for us at the entrance. "Finally!"
I came toward her. "Nice to see you, too." They helped me to my locker. "Why didn't toi guys come see me in the hospital?"
"I don't like hospitals. They're fill of sick people and germs", a dit Zoey.
"And I had a football game", a dit Francine.
"For the entire week, Francine", I asked.
"Well..not the entire week..", She trailed off.
"Cameron came to visit me."
They both gasped. "He did? Why", they asked in unison.
"Well, he was the one who hit me. And he was keep me caught up in school."
"Did he the She Devil", Zoey asked.
That's one of our nicknames for Mercury. "Yeah."
"Did she say anything to you", asked Francine.
"She told me that I saw his car and jumped in front of it."
"Was Cameron in the room", they both asked.
"Of course not." The cloche, bell rung. "Help me to my first class." They did.
-after school-
Francine, Zoey, and I rode the school and got off at Zoey and Francine's stop.
As we went towards Zoey's house, I told them about the spark I felt when Cameron touched my hand.
"You telling us he might still have feelings for you", asked Francine.
I nodded.
Zoey unlocked her front door. "Do toi still have feelings for him?" We walked inside her house.
I thought for a few seconds. "Yeah." We walked upstairs to her room. "What should I do?" I sat on her bed.
"Take him back."
"How?"
"A makeover, duh?"
"You guys can't be serious." They just looked at me. "Fine. Let's get this over with." Zoey dragged me to a siège in front of her mirror on her makeup table.
"Now, let's see what I can do." Zoey fake cracked her knuckles. She grabbed some rose blush, but before she could apply it I stopped her.
"Pink blush? toi even be able to see it on my face."
"You have caramel skin, of course it will show." She applied it. She let me look in the mirror.
"Hmm. You're right, it does show. What's next?"
"Some eyeshadow." She grabbed some dark purple eyeshadow.
"Dark purple? Are toi trying to make me look like a-"
"I'm not done." She applied the dark purple eyeshadow. Then she put a little black eyeshadow above my eyelid, just below my eyebrow. "There."
I examined myself in the mirror. "I l’amour it!"
"Now toi look mysterious."
Francine came towards me. "Now the clothes." She dragged me to Zoey's walk in closet. She scanned the closet and finally selected a black capri dress. " dress to metPerfect."
Zoey came to see what Francine picked out. "That's my favori dress!"
"C'mon Z, it's a l’amour emergency." Francine held up the dress to me. "And it just fits."
Zoey sighed. "Fine."
I took the dress from Francine, went to the mirror , and held it up to myself. "I'm not sure toi guys remembered, but it isn't summer."
"In the school it's, like, 80 degrees", Francine said.
"True." I looked at myself once more. "I'll wear it."
"Go try it on."
I went to the bathroom and did what Francine said. When I came out, Francine and Zoey gasped. "How do I look?"
"Four words", Zoey said.
"Cameron. Will. Love. It", Francine exclaimed.
I went to look in the mirror. "And I l’amour it, too."
"Let's go, we're going to be late for school", Francine called from outside my front door.
I hopped my way toward her, since I apparently sprained my ankle on the night of the accident. "Thanks for the help." I roll my eyes. She grabs my livres off the cuisine table, and I grabbed my crutches.
-At School-
Zoey was waiting for us at the entrance. "Finally!"
I came toward her. "Nice to see you, too." They helped me to my locker. "Why didn't toi guys come see me in the hospital?"
"I don't like hospitals. They're fill of sick people and germs", a dit Zoey.
"And I had a football game", a dit Francine.
"For the entire week, Francine", I asked.
"Well..not the entire week..", She trailed off.
"Cameron came to visit me."
They both gasped. "He did? Why", they asked in unison.
"Well, he was the one who hit me. And he was keep me caught up in school."
"Did he the She Devil", Zoey asked.
That's one of our nicknames for Mercury. "Yeah."
"Did she say anything to you", asked Francine.
"She told me that I saw his car and jumped in front of it."
"Was Cameron in the room", they both asked.
"Of course not." The cloche, bell rung. "Help me to my first class." They did.
-after school-
Francine, Zoey, and I rode the school and got off at Zoey and Francine's stop.
As we went towards Zoey's house, I told them about the spark I felt when Cameron touched my hand.
"You telling us he might still have feelings for you", asked Francine.
I nodded.
Zoey unlocked her front door. "Do toi still have feelings for him?" We walked inside her house.
I thought for a few seconds. "Yeah." We walked upstairs to her room. "What should I do?" I sat on her bed.
"Take him back."
"How?"
"A makeover, duh?"
"You guys can't be serious." They just looked at me. "Fine. Let's get this over with." Zoey dragged me to a siège in front of her mirror on her makeup table.
"Now, let's see what I can do." Zoey fake cracked her knuckles. She grabbed some rose blush, but before she could apply it I stopped her.
"Pink blush? toi even be able to see it on my face."
"You have caramel skin, of course it will show." She applied it. She let me look in the mirror.
"Hmm. You're right, it does show. What's next?"
"Some eyeshadow." She grabbed some dark purple eyeshadow.
"Dark purple? Are toi trying to make me look like a-"
"I'm not done." She applied the dark purple eyeshadow. Then she put a little black eyeshadow above my eyelid, just below my eyebrow. "There."
I examined myself in the mirror. "I l’amour it!"
"Now toi look mysterious."
Francine came towards me. "Now the clothes." She dragged me to Zoey's walk in closet. She scanned the closet and finally selected a black capri dress. " dress to metPerfect."
Zoey came to see what Francine picked out. "That's my favori dress!"
"C'mon Z, it's a l’amour emergency." Francine held up the dress to me. "And it just fits."
Zoey sighed. "Fine."
I took the dress from Francine, went to the mirror , and held it up to myself. "I'm not sure toi guys remembered, but it isn't summer."
"In the school it's, like, 80 degrees", Francine said.
"True." I looked at myself once more. "I'll wear it."
"Go try it on."
I went to the bathroom and did what Francine said. When I came out, Francine and Zoey gasped. "How do I look?"
"Four words", Zoey said.
"Cameron. Will. Love. It", Francine exclaimed.
I went to look in the mirror. "And I l’amour it, too."
OK, so, with the holidays and the business of school, I have decided NO party chapter. I won't be able to write it for a while, anyway. So, let me just put it this way:
Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still Friends with Skye, but, being with the populaire crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."
Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a feu started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on Friends terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.
Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still Friends with Skye, but, being with the populaire crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."
Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a feu started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on Friends terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.
Shaped roughly from the rain.
Jagged crevices cut crudely
Not enough patience.
They rudely act out of duty.
Except for the movement that exists here
While the Spheres wait patiently for years
To be tormented from the cemented clouds
However their ever so patient, ever so patient.
Waiting for an ending of the intelligent, ignorant, belligerent.
The battle scarred unknowns secretly wait alone.
For the intricate impatients to lay ruined in lacerations.
Petty conflicts of constant greed, destroying all nations.
So the weather hardened unknowns, wait to be alone.
Jagged crevices cut crudely
Not enough patience.
They rudely act out of duty.
Except for the movement that exists here
While the Spheres wait patiently for years
To be tormented from the cemented clouds
However their ever so patient, ever so patient.
Waiting for an ending of the intelligent, ignorant, belligerent.
The battle scarred unknowns secretly wait alone.
For the intricate impatients to lay ruined in lacerations.
Petty conflicts of constant greed, destroying all nations.
So the weather hardened unknowns, wait to be alone.
Heyy there, I know in my last entry I a dit I would write on Friday- but I didn't. Theres actually loads of things that have happened to me in the last few days/week. Im not gonna tell toi though! I had no commentaires on the last entry but as soon as I get some feedback im gonna start écriture to toi again- Im a very busy person. I go to school, I play football (soccer-(Im english)-) along with my écriture I also sing alot so I have many things to do/practice. Go look for my last entry and toi will understand partly why im jabbering on :) l’amour to the people of the earth~ Cait xxx- 20th September 2011