Saturday, August 30, 2008

You Promised (a short story) Part One

This story has to points of views. When you see this : ---------- it means its the other person's point of view, and it will pick up where i left off. So enjoy my short story: You Promised. FEaturing a girl named Grace and a boy named Jared.

P.O.V.: Grace-

"I saw him today, Kristy." =[
"Andd??" o.o"
"HE stareds at me, then walked away." =/

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P.O.V.: Jared-

"I saw her today, Warren." =/
"So what? She's just a girl." =.=
"She looked different." =[
"Who cares." =o
"I Do..." :|

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P.O.V.: Grace-

"WE were at the bar." =o
"Why didn't you invite me?" >:o
"My brother was there. And he went to pick me up." o.o
"Oh." o.o
"He was with another girl. She was really pretty." T^T
"Why do you still care?" O.o?

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P.O.V.: Jared-

"I saw her at the bar." =o
"O.m.g. big shock." (at this point Warren rolls his eyes at Jared."
"Why do i even talk to you?" =.=
"'Cause I'm your friend?" o.o
"Then my sister came. She turned away when my sister came." T . T
"You mean the sister, with looonnnggg blond hair, green eyes, and has like a gre-" =p
"Yeah. That one. What other sister do i have?!?!" >=o
"No clue. Are you testing me?" o.o?

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P.O.V.: Grace-

"He promised me, that, we'd be together...forever..." (at this point, Grace breaks down an cries)
"Boys are bit**es." = o =
"You always say that." o.o"
"But it's always true."
"He walked away, and my brother took me to his new sports car. He drove me home, then left." o.o
"I don't get why you keep calling him a 'he'. 'HE's more like a 'she'." - o -
(Grace stares at Kristy.)
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P.O.V.: Jared-

"I promised her, that, we'd be together forever." T^T
"Lieeesss." =o
"I kinda realize that now...." =.=
"You do?"o.o
"Yea." =.=
"Oh. Okay." o.o
"Her new boyfriend drove her home in a cool looking sports car." =|
"REALLY?!?! How did it look like?!?"O.O
"Nevermind."=.=
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P.O.V.: Grace-

"I looked back whe i got into the car." ><
"Who cares. If i were you, he'd/ she'd be dead by now." :o
"DON'T KiLL HiM!!!" (Grace freaks out)
"Why not?" o.o
"Because."
"Why?"
"JUST BECAUSE!" (Grace throws a pillow at Kristy.)

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Washed Away

Inspiration from Batya's title of her recent poem (With the Tide)

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We left footprints in the sand,
When we held hand in hand,
We walked towards the ocean,
And we stared at the sea,
Too bad it had to end,
Too bad it was a fake,
Now all the footprints,
Are washed away.
Who knows where the footprints went,
I know where my other half went,
It feels so empty,
To be all by myself,
Walking with no one,
And staring at the sea.
Just like the footprints,
THat got washed away,
I was washed away,
From the sea in his memory.
Just like that,
I was washed away,
FAster than my footprints,
Made in the sand,
Just like that,
We weren't hand in hand,
Our love,
Had been washed away,
Along with the footprints in the sand.

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End.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

One Wish: Chapter Three

Everything I’ve ever wanted I made a wish last night. I hoped everything would come true, but I knew it probably wouldn’t. It was a shooting star before school started again. I was hoping I would strike luck for once in my life. I went outside Vanessa’s house waiting for my “best friend” to come out so we could go ride the bus to school together. Everyday she was late and I had no clue why I even put up with it.

(20 minutes later)

“HEY!! IT’S ME! IT’S VANESSA!!”
“Oh… Hey.”

I never acted that way before. I used to hug her when she came and start squealing with delight. I no longer felt like I needed a friend to be happy. I no longer felt like I should put up with it. Then I knew I had to make a move.

“Idon’twannabeyourfriendanymorei’msickofyou!” I blurted out in one breath.
“What did you just say?”
“I said that I don’t wanna be your friend anymore, I’m sick of you! You’re constantly late, and you think too highly of yourself!!”
“You don’t know what I’m capable of doing.”
“Do what? Ruin my life?”
“Yes. I can brand you loser for life.”
“I don’t care!!! My life is already bits and pieces and I found out wishes don’t come true!”

I stormed off and ran to school. Instead of feeling depressed, I felt giddy. I felt like I was only 5 years old with no worries. Everything seemed perfect, and then I thought back to what I had said to Vanessa. I never knew I had so much confidence in me. I never knew that I had any confidence. Maybe wishes do come true, and this was just the beginning.

(On the Bus)
I sat down on the bus, all by myself, and felt giddy. All of a sudden, the bus swerved and a girl with long wavy brown hair fell onto me. She smiled at me embarressed and walked away.

'Clumsy...' i thought, but it wasn't really her fault she was walking on the aisle as the bus swerved and plus she was looking at someone. I turned to see who she was looking at. It was a tall guy with red hair. THen she walked to the back of the bus, with the other girls.

'Stuck up popular kids.'

"Everybody get off the bus, we're at the school."


(In 1st Period ELA)

“Students, as you all know, after breaks we have new seats…” the old gasbag teacher rasped out.
“Aw… c’mon…” moaned a few of the kids.
“How childish,” I murmured under my breath.

Then old gasbag started to list off who sat where. I had the best seat and then Vanessa came into the room late. She smiled at the teacher and he sat her in the front of the class.

‘Perfect’ I thought, ‘now, she’ll be drenched in old gasbag’s spittle.’ I laughed to myself as I was placed in the very back of the room. I thought that was the perfect place. I was in the back row, by the door in the corner. I could read In the corner and no one would see. I smiled, everything was perfect so far. Maybe I could find happiness, where ever it is.
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Thxx for reading, go to batya's site for next chapter.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Poems:

Yea...
THe summer poems about each person... i quit. =p
I quit before it even started. =p
So.
Deal. With. It.

One Wish: Chapter One

I looked up at the stars, then at the moon.

‘Wow, the moon is so beautiful tonight, a full moon. A moon full of promise and of hope.’

I smiled up at the moon, it was just so magical, so beautiful, so... well... mysterious. I wished that i could be liek the moon, beautiful, and swift. THen out of no where, i felt thirsty. Wanting to quench my thirst, i went down the carpeted steps and into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, i looked for my normal drink: a can of soda or else a cup of orange juice. Frustrated i couldn't find a single drink. So, i opted for a cup of clear, refreshing water. Taking a glass cup, i poured a cup of water. Staring out of the window i stared at the stars that shone like diamonds in the sky.

"Twinkle, twinkle little star, how i wonder what you are," i heard myself humming.

When i was humming i realized that i only had one friend, as was okay with it. But i had to pretend, something i didn't like. i tried to go with the flow, and i lost my own personality. I wanted to be happy without faking it. THat was when it happened, a star fell out of the sky. It was a "Blink or else you'll miss it scene". Without hesitating, i wished on the star.

"I wish for happiness, to discover my true self."

Then out of no where, i dropped my glass of water. The glass had broken, and i wondered if my wish wouldn't come true. I wondered if it was a sign that my wish would never come true. But i knew that there's always a chance of it happening. So i cleaned it up and went to bed, wishing again and again for my wish to come true.

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A/N-- Yay~! Chapter one is finally up. Check out Batya's Blog for chapter two. Thxx<3
http://bethyaz-writing.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-wish.html <- Link to One Wish Chapter 2

Monday, August 18, 2008

NOTiC3:::::!!!!!!!!

Due to lack of interest::

-> I will no longer be writing the stories::
-One Hope; although further chapters may be posted, all i have to do is find my note book. ^^""
-Left Alone; because I'm running out of ideas


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Batya & I will be making a story together; so stayed tune for that.
For each day left in my summer school, i will be writing a poem and posting it up. Each one will be about the wild friend(s) i have made in a boring school.

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Yea.... Um... Thats it.

Summer: 2008.

The sun shined,
In 2008,
There were rains,
In 2008.

The unforgetable summer,
In 2008,
When new friends were made,
And i felt like i belonged.

In 2008,
The summer so great,
THe friends i cannot forget,
All of this happened in the summer of 2008.

We played Marco-Polo,
Mafia,
And more,
All of it in the summer of 2008.

I will wipe my tears away,
When this summer finally ends,
The summer i cannot forget,
THe summer of 2008.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

A Love Story<33 4

I woke up the next morning only to find my perfect outfit gone. I thought about what to do and then decided to make a new outfit. I liked my old outfit more but the clothes i had now would have to do. After a hour, i decided on a pair of low-rise flared jeans, and a blue tank. I washed my hair then curled it at the end. I then placed a single streak of blue hair into my chocolate brown hair. Placing on a pair of black flats, i walked out of the house grabbing my book bag and saying "bye" to my mom. I got my blue clip out of my bookbag and pined the streak of blue to the side of my hair. Now all i had to do, was ride the bus to school, and waltz into my classroom like i never had before.
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'This is it, here i come...'

I pushed open the door to room number A69. I walked to the beat of my favorite song : Irreplacable.
'To the left, to the left, everything you own in the box to the left,
In the closet that's my stuff,
And if i bought it, then please don't touch.'
I walked to my seat and like a model student, i took out a book to read. THen i felt eyes staring at me like in my imagination, except this feeling was a lot better.Then a more mature Ronald came upto me. I knew it was him when i saw that samll scar on his chin, and his cold blue eyes, fine, i thought his blue eyes were majorly HAWT but it didn't mean a thing!!!!
"Hey, so you're the new girl, aye?"
"mm..."
"What's your name?"
"Someone you don't need to know"
"CAn i have you're number?"
"No."
"CAn i have you're address?"
"No."
"Can i SIT next to you?"
"No."
"Do i know you?"
"I don't know"
"CAn i be your boyfriend?"
"I wouldn't for an arrogant B***h like you, dude!"
"Why are you mean to meee????"
"Because!!!"
I was saved by the bell. He had sat next to me, and i was getting mad. THen a guy came up to me, and smiled.
"Hey"
"Hi," i said with a bright smile.
"So, what's your name?"
"Selena"
"My name is Harris"
"Oh.....kaayy...."
"Can i have your number?"
"Maybe..."
"Can i have your address?"
"I'll think about it."
"Can i sit in the seat next to you?"
"Sure"
"Can i be you're boyfriend?"
"Maybe"
"Do i know you?"
"Nope"
THen Derrik sat into the seat next to me.
"Yo, Derrick!" Ronald exclaimed.
"What?"
"You're one smoooth operator!"
"Shut up, Ronald. You're the one who dumped Rain! She was nice!"
"It was a dare! I didn't really love her!"
"It doesn't matter!!!"
"WEll, she's not here now. Heard she moved away."
I felt anger boil up inside of me. I asked myself the same question over and over again. I had decided. If he was going to be that way, i have a plan.......

Monday, August 4, 2008

What happens; Random

What happens when everything changes in your life??
What happens when your life springs out of control?
What happens when everything and everyone you ever loved dies? or changes forever?
What happens to your heart when everything gets torn apart?
What happens to your life, when you feel every breath slip away?
What happens when you have no joy, or even tears?
Tell me what happens, when you're life seems like a waste.
If your hurting inside, and everyone turns a blind eye.
Can someone tell me the truth,
The truth about my life.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

A Love Story<33 3

When i move back to my old school, i thought about the ways i could pretend to be different people. I wanted to make Ronald beg for my forgivness, cry at my feet, beg me! I wasn't the same now, and i still was. I had no clue who i was but i did know what i wanted. I wanted somebody to love.
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"Honey, we're back home, back where we belong!" my mom said a little too enthusiasticly.
"Yay... Whoopee...," i said sarcasticlly.
"Honey, aren't you glad? you get to be with your boyfriend again!"
"MOM! WE BROKE UP!" i Screamed.

My mom wouldn't let me live with the fact that i had no boyfriend. She thought that i had changed the way i look to get him back, but i didn't, i changed because i liked it. I like my new blue contacts, and i liked having long, soft brown hair. I like who i was now and my mom couldn't change my mind.

"Oh, and honey, i signed you up for Greentale High again! Isn't that great?!" My mom squealed.
"Yeah , Mom, a real blast..." i said blandly.

I wasnt excited, i only wanted my plan to work. I wanted to escape this town and back to Helena where she would be rating how cute i looked that day, or how long my hair had grown. I wanted to be with my TRU3 friend, not fake ones who only wanted to copy my homework, or copy my test.
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I unpacked everything and was surprised my mom had not sold the house we lived in. All the pictures of me and Ronald were hung up around the room, and movie stars and scribbles. Then my mom knocked on the door.

"You have school tomorrow, and get ready for dinner in ten minutes."

Although i missed Helena, i was happy that i was where i was. I could gaze under the stars again, and be back with the people i know. I got ready for dinner and leapt down the stairs with joy that i had never felt before.

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I closed my eyes and dreamt about Greentale High. I pictured myself walking into the classroom with my perfect outfit i had chosen carefully. It was a black tanktop with a pair of low-rise black jeans. And to complete the ensemble a gold belt and a black beretplaced slanted on my hair. I pictured everyone envy staring at me, and Ronald staring at me wondering why i looked so familiar to him. Everything would be perfect, all i had to do was wait for the perfect moment...
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To be continued~!

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Note to Readers:
Me and my friend Batya are making a story together. It will be called One Wish, stay tuned for a story where two girls in completely different worlds make a wish. Will they use it wisely? Will they make it a wish to benefit others? Will they wish for gold? Love? or their own happiness? Keep on waiting for the exciting story: One Wish. Each chapter will be posted differently, go to Batya's Blog for some chapters~! Her Blog: www.bethyaz-writing.blogspot.com

you are welcome to leave any type of comments, even bad ones because i want to satisfy my readers. THxx for reading! Here have a cookie! (: :)
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