Okay I'm here in my room, a pencil in my hand écriture about an extraordinary term I've had.
He walked me home, his arm over my shoulder and when we got to my door...
"Hey dork are toi coming ou not?" I turned around to see my 9 an old brother Liam in my doorway.
"I'm nearly finished. Wait" I a dit as I turned back to my notebook.
"Hey! I wait for toi to try on your clothes at the mall. toi try out like a bisillion (that's not a number) clothes and every time toi look in the mirror your like
Does this dress make me look fat?" he a dit in a little girl voice. "Well b!tch it does!"
"WHAT DID toi JUST SAY?!" I yelled as I threw my oreiller at him. Then another boy came out from behind him and said
"He a dit your fat. Are toi def ou something?" they looked at me with their evil grins.
Yep. I grew up with evil twin devils.
I jumped off my bed, grabbed my bag and put it on my back and...
Chased them.
Every morning, the same routine. They barged out of the door with me on their tail. Spot (our dog) decided to tag along and chased me.
We ran all the way to school. We stopped in front of Bayside primary and catched our breaths.
"I'm *huff* telling *huff* mom what *huff* toi a dit earlier *cough cough*!"
"Like she'll believe you, you" I spotted Mr Price coming our way. I shoved my hand over Liam's mouth and pushed him behind me.
"Mr Price! Back from your holiday huh?"
"Well yes and I see that your brothers have been driving toi crazy?" he looked right into my eyes and I had to confess.
"Yes..." he reached out and rubbed my shoulder.
"That remembers me about a story I've had with my two sisters..."
"Okay heard that!" I choked out as fast as I could. "Lets go Liam and Leo" I pulled the twins into their school, a dit a quick goodbye and headed across the road to Bayside Highschool.
Sorry I didn't introduce myself! I'm Amy Phillips. 14 years old (well soon) and a big fan of Young Justice. I just drool about them all jour long. I draw fan art and to be honest I'm pretty good. While most fangirls on fanpop love Nightwing, I guess I'm different cause I love...Wally!
I can just talk about him all day! Oh and about the "Extraordinary term I've had" it wasn't real. The truth is term 4 just started. Graduation for some and another an for others. Every an we have a prom and this time I'm trying to get a date. I usually hang with my Friends but this time, I'm going all out to find the boy of my dreams. But if toi think about it, my dream boy is Wally. Now its impossible to find a boy just like Wally. Who looks like him, hes fast, funny, a flirt. But I try not to get my hopes down.
The cloche, bell rings and I sit at my table, tableau I've had all year. Then someone throws a paper at me from behind.
Artemis.
Its weird huh? Shes not a double agent, who fakes her death. Shes a big slut always at the top. Head cheerleader and has gone out with nearly all the boys in the school. She bullies me a lot and teases me on how I draw Wally. I hate it!
And shes a natural blonde too! Her wavy hair, blue eyes and sexy body are her étoile, star looks. The boys say shes the sexiest girl in the school. I have soft brown straight hair, green eyes and a pretty good body. But the rumors just bring me down.
Math. I hate math. Our teacher is usually drunk every Monday because of the weekend bar he goes to. So I get out my notebook and start drawing Wally. This time shirtless. I decided to give him an eight pack to see what he looked like. The teacher was introducing the new kid in our class. I bet hes a real moron. So I continued drawing. His hair wet after surfing at the beach. His hands in his lightning shorts with a plage background with the sun setting. I started to write Wally X Amy in curly writing. The new kid started to walk to the siège beside me when he stopped to look at my drawing.
"What are toi looking at newbie?" I a dit sternly as I started the red l’amour cœur, coeur around the words. "Can't a girl get a little privacy?" he put his hand on my table, tableau leaned closer to my ear and said.
"I didn't know I had an eight pack?" my pencil broke. I recognized that voice. I looked up to his face. Red hair, red over chemise over a white shirt, denim jeans. Could it be?
Am I staring at my dream boy, Wally West?
He walked me home, his arm over my shoulder and when we got to my door...
"Hey dork are toi coming ou not?" I turned around to see my 9 an old brother Liam in my doorway.
"I'm nearly finished. Wait" I a dit as I turned back to my notebook.
"Hey! I wait for toi to try on your clothes at the mall. toi try out like a bisillion (that's not a number) clothes and every time toi look in the mirror your like
Does this dress make me look fat?" he a dit in a little girl voice. "Well b!tch it does!"
"WHAT DID toi JUST SAY?!" I yelled as I threw my oreiller at him. Then another boy came out from behind him and said
"He a dit your fat. Are toi def ou something?" they looked at me with their evil grins.
Yep. I grew up with evil twin devils.
I jumped off my bed, grabbed my bag and put it on my back and...
Chased them.
Every morning, the same routine. They barged out of the door with me on their tail. Spot (our dog) decided to tag along and chased me.
We ran all the way to school. We stopped in front of Bayside primary and catched our breaths.
"I'm *huff* telling *huff* mom what *huff* toi a dit earlier *cough cough*!"
"Like she'll believe you, you" I spotted Mr Price coming our way. I shoved my hand over Liam's mouth and pushed him behind me.
"Mr Price! Back from your holiday huh?"
"Well yes and I see that your brothers have been driving toi crazy?" he looked right into my eyes and I had to confess.
"Yes..." he reached out and rubbed my shoulder.
"That remembers me about a story I've had with my two sisters..."
"Okay heard that!" I choked out as fast as I could. "Lets go Liam and Leo" I pulled the twins into their school, a dit a quick goodbye and headed across the road to Bayside Highschool.
Sorry I didn't introduce myself! I'm Amy Phillips. 14 years old (well soon) and a big fan of Young Justice. I just drool about them all jour long. I draw fan art and to be honest I'm pretty good. While most fangirls on fanpop love Nightwing, I guess I'm different cause I love...Wally!
I can just talk about him all day! Oh and about the "Extraordinary term I've had" it wasn't real. The truth is term 4 just started. Graduation for some and another an for others. Every an we have a prom and this time I'm trying to get a date. I usually hang with my Friends but this time, I'm going all out to find the boy of my dreams. But if toi think about it, my dream boy is Wally. Now its impossible to find a boy just like Wally. Who looks like him, hes fast, funny, a flirt. But I try not to get my hopes down.
The cloche, bell rings and I sit at my table, tableau I've had all year. Then someone throws a paper at me from behind.
Artemis.
Its weird huh? Shes not a double agent, who fakes her death. Shes a big slut always at the top. Head cheerleader and has gone out with nearly all the boys in the school. She bullies me a lot and teases me on how I draw Wally. I hate it!
And shes a natural blonde too! Her wavy hair, blue eyes and sexy body are her étoile, star looks. The boys say shes the sexiest girl in the school. I have soft brown straight hair, green eyes and a pretty good body. But the rumors just bring me down.
Math. I hate math. Our teacher is usually drunk every Monday because of the weekend bar he goes to. So I get out my notebook and start drawing Wally. This time shirtless. I decided to give him an eight pack to see what he looked like. The teacher was introducing the new kid in our class. I bet hes a real moron. So I continued drawing. His hair wet after surfing at the beach. His hands in his lightning shorts with a plage background with the sun setting. I started to write Wally X Amy in curly writing. The new kid started to walk to the siège beside me when he stopped to look at my drawing.
"What are toi looking at newbie?" I a dit sternly as I started the red l’amour cœur, coeur around the words. "Can't a girl get a little privacy?" he put his hand on my table, tableau leaned closer to my ear and said.
"I didn't know I had an eight pack?" my pencil broke. I recognized that voice. I looked up to his face. Red hair, red over chemise over a white shirt, denim jeans. Could it be?
Am I staring at my dream boy, Wally West?
Eclipses POV
I knew it, I knew it would happen but why like this? I knew they would find me but to go that far just to get me back, back to being what I was…Man-Made, back to having someone’s signature carved into my body forever. I told them I was natural, 100% mutant. But I lied about every word about my past and I lied to such good people now worse has come to worst, my Friends are dead ou so I thought and the biggest secret I could ever hold burst out like some one who had jus pulled the trigger on a gun then they had to sit and watch as the man who made me finished his greatest master piece...Me! But of corse, one of my souls biggest wish came true, Alice became me and I became Alice but after all that Eclipse, I had to pay the price which could only be paid……in blood but in the end no one wins.
I knew it, I knew it would happen but why like this? I knew they would find me but to go that far just to get me back, back to being what I was…Man-Made, back to having someone’s signature carved into my body forever. I told them I was natural, 100% mutant. But I lied about every word about my past and I lied to such good people now worse has come to worst, my Friends are dead ou so I thought and the biggest secret I could ever hold burst out like some one who had jus pulled the trigger on a gun then they had to sit and watch as the man who made me finished his greatest master piece...Me! But of corse, one of my souls biggest wish came true, Alice became me and I became Alice but after all that Eclipse, I had to pay the price which could only be paid……in blood but in the end no one wins.
In The End...
