I got bored so, I decided to write this. Hope te like it. Tell me what te think in the commento thingy! Thanks! = ^__^ =
Story:
In Detroit:
Litia stared at her dad with a bored expression. He ha just told her he was sending her across the country to California to attend a boarding school. He detto that he attitude had gotten out of control and that sending her there, was actually court ordered. It was either 'The Fresh Start Boarding School for girls' o a juvenile detention facility. Personally, she thought the secondo option would be way cooler. Her snow white eyes never even blinked, they just stared at him never wavering. Her father sighed and ran a hand through his maroon hair. "There is nothing più I can do Litia. Court demands that te go... You... burned down half the school Litia. If te were an adult, te be in jail for at least fifteen years." Litia rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "Yeah yeah yeah. Whatever." She replied looking away. He sighed deeply. "You won't be alone. Since Tammy, Kit, Felicity and Tak were all a part of it too, they're all going." He detto trying to cheer her up. "Yeah okay, whatever. I don't give a d-" "Don't swear young lady!" He detto pointing a finger at her. "What. Ever. When can I just friggin' leave?" Litia growled back. Her father sighed. "Your flight is tomorrow at four a.m. So go to letto early." "What!? Tomorrow!? What about Penguin?" Litia asked. "You're stupid dog will be fine Litia." Her father detto sharply. "What are te talking about, te don't know jack squat about taking proper care of pitbull's, especially not mine." Litia mumbled. "Ugh. Just go pack Litia. I'm not in the mood for any of your crap today." Litia's father detto shooing her out of the kitchen. Litia walked into her room and slammed the door behind her. She flopped onto her twin sized bed. The large pink, homemade, flower-print quilt hung off the letto and onto the floor. She had one small, black throw cuscino at the superiore, in alto of her bed. And a large black pitbull with a white chest, face, and two white front paws and two big baby-blue eyes laying successivo to her. "Hey Penguin. ciao boy." Litia cooed rubbing behind the large Cani ears. pinguino sneezed and Litia giggled. "I'm not gonna be 'round fer a while Penguin, so that means you're in charge of my room from now on, 'kay?" She detto smiling and petting Penguin's muzzle. pinguino just sneezed again then licked her face. Litia giggled again. "I'll take that as a yes then."
Meanwhile 612 miles away in Boston:
Demon glared at his parents. "No." he detto simply. "It isn't an option Demon! You're going whether te like it o not! te don't have a say!" His father yelled back. "No, I do have a say! te two hags can't tell me what to do! I'm my own person!" Demon shouted back shooting out of his sede, sedile so suddenly the chair fell back. "It's too late for arguing Demon. Your flight will be leaving at two a.m. tomorrow morning. So go pack." His mother detto in a calm voice. "Why should I have to go!?" The angry teen yelled. "It's not only te going Demon! Your Friends Tire,Smash and Trigger all helped te steal that care, all three of te are going." Demon's dad detto glaring at him. "Whatever." Demon detto walking from the large living room and going into his room on the third floor of the house. He walked into his room and collapsed on his king sized bed. "Ugh. Boarding school? I'll never survive..." A small brown, black and white volpino, pomerania jumped up on the letto successivo to him and laid down on his chest. "Hey Chip." Demon detto with a sigh. The small dog just yapped and licked his face. "Gross." Demon detto wiping his face with his green dress camicia sleeve. "I should probably go to bed. Screw packing. Even if I did mom would just have one of the maids dump it out and repack to make sure I didn't pack anything bad." Demon detto rolling his eyes. "Oh well. It's there loss I'm not gonna be 'round anymore, not mine."
Meanwhile 215 miles away in New York City:
Deuce and his little bother Ace both gaped at their foster mother and father. "What do te mean a boarding school!?" Both boys yelled at the same time. "I'm sorry boys, but things are getting out of hand with te two... We know he started the fight with te two but, te two beat him half to death... We just can't do it anymore... It's either te go, o we have to send te back to the orphanage." Their mother detto running her let hand through her viola colored hair. "Ugh... Fine... But going there, doesn't mean that we'll come back all reborn and all that toro shi-" "Don't te dare cuss in this household Deuce!" Their foster father yelled at him harshly. Ace let out a shaky breath. "W-when do we leave?" "Tomorrow at three a.m sharp." Their foster mother replied staring at the ground. "What? Why three a.m?" Deuce asked looking at his 'parents'. "Because that's when the plane that goes to the boarding school's will be stopping here! Now stop complaining and go pack!" Their "father" yelled at them. The both shot up off the divano they were sitting on and ran up stairs to their shared bedroom and started packing. When both brothers were done packing they both laid down on their bunk beds. Ace on the superiore, in alto bunk and Deuce on the bottom. "God. Boarding School.... This. Is. Not. Good." Deuce detto with a groan. "Yup." His little brother replied. "Night lil' bro." Deuce detto with a yawn. "Yeah, night big brother." Ace detto rolling over in his letto and pulling his large, warm, store-bought blue and yellow plaid-print comforter over himself.
Well, that's chapter one! Hope te liked it! I enjoyed Scrivere it! Bye bye! X3
Story:
In Detroit:
Litia stared at her dad with a bored expression. He ha just told her he was sending her across the country to California to attend a boarding school. He detto that he attitude had gotten out of control and that sending her there, was actually court ordered. It was either 'The Fresh Start Boarding School for girls' o a juvenile detention facility. Personally, she thought the secondo option would be way cooler. Her snow white eyes never even blinked, they just stared at him never wavering. Her father sighed and ran a hand through his maroon hair. "There is nothing più I can do Litia. Court demands that te go... You... burned down half the school Litia. If te were an adult, te be in jail for at least fifteen years." Litia rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "Yeah yeah yeah. Whatever." She replied looking away. He sighed deeply. "You won't be alone. Since Tammy, Kit, Felicity and Tak were all a part of it too, they're all going." He detto trying to cheer her up. "Yeah okay, whatever. I don't give a d-" "Don't swear young lady!" He detto pointing a finger at her. "What. Ever. When can I just friggin' leave?" Litia growled back. Her father sighed. "Your flight is tomorrow at four a.m. So go to letto early." "What!? Tomorrow!? What about Penguin?" Litia asked. "You're stupid dog will be fine Litia." Her father detto sharply. "What are te talking about, te don't know jack squat about taking proper care of pitbull's, especially not mine." Litia mumbled. "Ugh. Just go pack Litia. I'm not in the mood for any of your crap today." Litia's father detto shooing her out of the kitchen. Litia walked into her room and slammed the door behind her. She flopped onto her twin sized bed. The large pink, homemade, flower-print quilt hung off the letto and onto the floor. She had one small, black throw cuscino at the superiore, in alto of her bed. And a large black pitbull with a white chest, face, and two white front paws and two big baby-blue eyes laying successivo to her. "Hey Penguin. ciao boy." Litia cooed rubbing behind the large Cani ears. pinguino sneezed and Litia giggled. "I'm not gonna be 'round fer a while Penguin, so that means you're in charge of my room from now on, 'kay?" She detto smiling and petting Penguin's muzzle. pinguino just sneezed again then licked her face. Litia giggled again. "I'll take that as a yes then."
Meanwhile 612 miles away in Boston:
Demon glared at his parents. "No." he detto simply. "It isn't an option Demon! You're going whether te like it o not! te don't have a say!" His father yelled back. "No, I do have a say! te two hags can't tell me what to do! I'm my own person!" Demon shouted back shooting out of his sede, sedile so suddenly the chair fell back. "It's too late for arguing Demon. Your flight will be leaving at two a.m. tomorrow morning. So go pack." His mother detto in a calm voice. "Why should I have to go!?" The angry teen yelled. "It's not only te going Demon! Your Friends Tire,Smash and Trigger all helped te steal that care, all three of te are going." Demon's dad detto glaring at him. "Whatever." Demon detto walking from the large living room and going into his room on the third floor of the house. He walked into his room and collapsed on his king sized bed. "Ugh. Boarding school? I'll never survive..." A small brown, black and white volpino, pomerania jumped up on the letto successivo to him and laid down on his chest. "Hey Chip." Demon detto with a sigh. The small dog just yapped and licked his face. "Gross." Demon detto wiping his face with his green dress camicia sleeve. "I should probably go to bed. Screw packing. Even if I did mom would just have one of the maids dump it out and repack to make sure I didn't pack anything bad." Demon detto rolling his eyes. "Oh well. It's there loss I'm not gonna be 'round anymore, not mine."
Meanwhile 215 miles away in New York City:
Deuce and his little bother Ace both gaped at their foster mother and father. "What do te mean a boarding school!?" Both boys yelled at the same time. "I'm sorry boys, but things are getting out of hand with te two... We know he started the fight with te two but, te two beat him half to death... We just can't do it anymore... It's either te go, o we have to send te back to the orphanage." Their mother detto running her let hand through her viola colored hair. "Ugh... Fine... But going there, doesn't mean that we'll come back all reborn and all that toro shi-" "Don't te dare cuss in this household Deuce!" Their foster father yelled at him harshly. Ace let out a shaky breath. "W-when do we leave?" "Tomorrow at three a.m sharp." Their foster mother replied staring at the ground. "What? Why three a.m?" Deuce asked looking at his 'parents'. "Because that's when the plane that goes to the boarding school's will be stopping here! Now stop complaining and go pack!" Their "father" yelled at them. The both shot up off the divano they were sitting on and ran up stairs to their shared bedroom and started packing. When both brothers were done packing they both laid down on their bunk beds. Ace on the superiore, in alto bunk and Deuce on the bottom. "God. Boarding School.... This. Is. Not. Good." Deuce detto with a groan. "Yup." His little brother replied. "Night lil' bro." Deuce detto with a yawn. "Yeah, night big brother." Ace detto rolling over in his letto and pulling his large, warm, store-bought blue and yellow plaid-print comforter over himself.
Well, that's chapter one! Hope te liked it! I enjoyed Scrivere it! Bye bye! X3
