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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 6
    Major boy problems
    “THAT STUPID BOY NAMED CAL! OH HOW I Amore HIM! BUT WHY WON’T HE LOOK AT ME?!”
    “TALIA,” I yell, hitting her with my pillow. “Shut up!”
    Talia glared at me. “I’M CALM!”
    I raised my eyebrow, and Talia sighed. “Fine! I’m not!-”
    “Inside voices Talia,” I remind her.
    Talia groans. “Ugh, I keep on forgetting, each time I look back to the way I acted, I was a freak!”
    “Yep,” I reply and Talia glares a me.
    “Anyway, Cal has not been paying attention to me, and I asked him if he wanted to hang out and he told me we was busy, but his face book page says he’s FREE!”
    “Talia! Please, lower your voice!” I sigh. “Maybe te gotta try a little harder, but not to hard, don’t act like a stalker, act like a potential girlfriend.”
    Right now we were in my room, I was sitting on my bed, Leggere a magazine when Talia came in an started spilling about her problems. I must say, it’s still weird to think of her as a remotely normal person, but I don’t miss her loud screams when she talked, I like it quiet. Talia told me when she was yelling in class, the teacher told her to use her inside voice, so now when Talia starts to yell us gal’s just say inside voice and she returns to…well not normal, that would be asking much.
    “I am recitazione perfect!” Talia whines.
    “Sure te are…” I mutter, before looking up at her. “What do te do when te see him?”
    “Talk, I’ve been trying to score a sede, sedile da him, but the other contestants get in my way.”
    I sigh. “Oh trust me, I remember the fan clubs.”
    How could I not? When I was in the stupidity phase (when I liked Cal) his stupid fan club always tried to stone me alive. There creepy and super scary. Rumors spread that some room in the school is room dedicated to him, and one giorno the fan club will drug him o something and I don’t know, give him a Amore potion. I’m glad that’s behind me.
    “You have nothing to worry about Tally, your way più freakier and crazier than those girl’s.”
    Talia glares at me while I laugh, “oh come on, Tal, they should be scared of you, your way più dedicated!”
    Talia shrugs. “And I thought Meredith was crazy.”
    I shake my head. “That’s school for you.”
    “Well, tomorrow will be worse.”
    I gritted my teeth. “Gym.”

    Yes, the successivo giorno I looked at the same intimidating doors once again, and walked quickly to the locker rooms. Beth was beaming at me as I walked in, already changed into the gym outfit.
    “Ready for another awesome anno in gym!” She grinned.
    I glowered at her. “Now I know why I enjoyed sharing gym with Sage.”
    Beth stuck out her tongue just as Ali, Sage, Talia, Scotty, and Honey entered.
    Beth’s grinned widened. “And we all share gym! Eeep!”
    Ali rolled her eyes. “Just means your going to hear più of my complaining.”
    Beth shrugged. “Whatever, I’m immune to your annoying drone, see te soon!”
    I groaned as she exited, knowing that there was no way to avoid this class that didn’t involve getting caught, I quickly changed and followed the direction she went.
    I smiled at Grey and Beth, who were sitting successivo to the closed bleachers, there was this certain spot where we’d be sitting in alphabetical order, but class hasn’t started so we shouldn’t need to worry.
    “Morning Amore birds,” I say, flashing them a grin.
    Beth smiled. “Now that’s the enthusiasm I wanna see, in the same period and class in gym, awesome!”
    Grey laughed. “I’m going to enjoy watching te poor things suffer.”
    I glare at him. “Hey! I’m sorry, but gym and I, yeah we’ve been having problems since he was cheating on me with lunch, I need to have the full lunch time, not half.”
    Grey gave me a look. “Pammy, te only go a few minuti late to lunch due to the distance.”
    “Yeah! But, I need my full fix of food, not a few minuti deducted from it when I could waste più time savoring it!”
    Beth rolled her eyes, as Grey laughed at me, ruffling my hair. Soon enough, Talia came rushing towards us, her face red.
    “Cal’s in this class,” she whispered loudly.
    Grey nodded. “Yeah, I thought te knew, same period, same class. Your going to have to put up with him.”
    Beth groaned. “I hate that creep, he always gives me these weird looks, I think he’s stalking me.”
    Talia glared behind me, where I assumed Cal was. “Don’t worry Beth bear, soon he’ll have a new obsession.”
    Grey glared past me too. “Make it quick, please. I don’t like the way he’s been recitazione around my girlfriend.”
    “Galfriend!” I yell, “not girl, gal! Yeesh, get it right.”
    Grey lightly pushed me, and Beth gave him a quick peck on his cheek, before getting up and sitting on her ‘assigned seat’ (which is basically the stone cold floor with a number on it) and we all followed.
    YAY! A free bee. Since it’s still so early in school our gym teachers allowed us to play basketball, the gal’s got a free basket and Grey joined us. But then Cal joined us, and then Chad Holder joined us, things went fro a turn for the worse.
    Ali glared at Chad furiously, and Sage couldn’t stop looking at his faded red mark on his face, which probably wasn’t helping. Scotty managed us to keep sane for a little bit, distracting us and saying random things to break some of the tension.
    Honey was to busy looking at every guy on the court, I could see her stalker eyes were on, and I knew she would be no help until something actually happened.
    Beth growled frustratingly when she missed another shot, and I patted her shoulder. “It’s okay Bubs.”
    Beth glared at the basket. “But last anno I could make an easy shot, what happened?!”
    “You had some…distractions,” Cal replied, glancing at grey quickly. “Here let me help.”
    Beth looked uncomfortable when he came behind her to mostra her how to throw the ball, but before he even detto a word Grey was successivo to them.
    Grey lightly pushed Cal away from Beth. “Thanks man, but I think I can teach my own gal to throw a ball.”
    Cal glared at the two as Grey came up behind Beth to put his arms around her, and together they threw the ball. Beth squealed as it got in and turned to Grey, who gave her a baciare on the lips.
    “CAL! Teach me!” Talia yelled, waving the ball in her hands.
    Cal shrugged, “perhaps the professional Grey should help.”
    Oh no, Lord help us all. I turned to the other train wreck, hoping to see something more…happier, that wasn’t the case.
    “I thought te liked me! te lied! You’re a jerk! Now shut up! And give me that BALL!” Ali yelled, Chad shook his head, holding the ball high up.
    “Not until we talk,”
    “No!”
    “Yes!”
    “She’s my girlfriend, not yours. Now go help Talia!” Grey yelled, glaring at Cal.
    “Beth needs my help,” Cal replied.
    Beth raises her hand. “Actually I’m good, so…”
    “Help me!” Talia yelled.
    I groaned. “We are going to get into so much trouble, if I don’t think of something fast.”
    Come on, think. Sighing I grab the pallacanestro, basket out of Chad’s hands, ignoring his protest, I aim and throw it at Cal’s head (I could’ve picked the other’s, but no). Bingo.
    “Hey!” Cal glared at me. “What was that for?”
    “For te all to shut up before we got into trouble, I mean seriously? Were in gym, if te wanna pick up a fight do it after school, because I’m not going to get into trouble for your petty little fights.” I say. “Now, Cal, why don’t te just leave poor Beth alone with her BOYFRIEND, did I say boyfriend? And go help poor Talia, instead of pickign up a fight with Grey.”
    “And Grey, don’t let him get to you, just ignore him.” I turn to Chad. “And you, see I don’t know what’s going on with te and my gal, but te better have a good reason for messing with her, because if I find out your playing, I’m going to get you.”
    “Now…let’s play ball.” I announce, scoring perfectly.
    *Thanks for reading, please don't copy, hope te enjoyed! commenti and fan would be lovely!*
posted by sadiebugz00
5
VERONICA
Carter’s Perspective


As I’m walking with the pack, I instantly realize there is a clear leader. Veronica. She was più than your average coyote. She actually had reddish-brown pelliccia instead of the generic gray-brown. She still had the piercing yellow eyes that coyotes are known for, but hers made te feel like she was staring straight into your soul… She made it clear she was the leader, too. She in fact came straight up to me and told me, “Hey! Newbie. I’m the leader of this pack, okay? Ain’t ever gonna become some fancy-shmancy leader.”
It was pretty clear if te ask me....
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III The Library
The successivo room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on superiore, in alto of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of libri were piled right up to the superiore, in alto and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved Leggere and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole biblioteca full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of...
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Gerald wrinkled his nose at the earthy, mossy smell that always filled the woods. He longed to get back to his palace, but there was work to be done, and a king must do his work, after all.
“Hurry up!” he shouted at the coal black cavalli dragging the carriage. They bolted and took off.
Gerald leaned back against the soft, silky back of the sede, sedile and watched the trees blur by.
How grateful he was that he didn’t live out here, with all the faerie and elves and goblins. No, goblins lived in the marshes, didn’t they? But the faerie-folk, elves…still out here. He could feel them watching...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Lawrence lived in a Chamber for a few years. But the Dragon Princess had tried to get his attention.

"LAWRENCE, cena IS READY!" The Dragon Princess yelled at Lawrence, who was in his Chamber.

"I am not hungry!" Lawrence told her.

"I WILL BREAK DOWN THE DOOR!" She screamed at him.

"No thanks." Lawrence replied as The Dragon Princess sat down.

"Why won't te Amore me!" She asked as she started to cry.

"Is that why i am here?" Lawrence asked her, now very confused.

"No one loves me! No one ever has and ever will!" The Dragon Princess told Lawrence as tears filled her eyes.

"Don't cry" Lawrence...
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posted by alicia386
In the deep dark woods lies a house. A cottage house that only has one inhabitant. The one inhabitant onle has one visitor every month.

It was wintertime when that one visitor made his last visit.

Sherman E. Collins was his name and snooping was his name. The bald, chubby man knocked on the rotted wood. He waited for a good 2 minuti but nothing happened. When he was just about to knock again, the door creaked open. He shrugged it off. It was a common thing in these abandon houses.

Clutching his clipboard, he made his wasy into the house. The shattered windows, yellowing photos, and missing floor...
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posted by Problematic129
Chapter 2
    Be careful what te kill for             
    “So…what’s your project on kiddies?” Ms. Arthur asks us.
    “So we have the first few installments of our documentary-”
    “Movie,” Sasha interjected.
    Ashlynn glared at her, “documentary of our very own horror hour.”
    Ms. Arthur frowns. “Horror hour?”
    “Um…you know, ma’am, the killing’s that took place...
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posted by Problematic129
    Chapter 8
    Old enemies
    “Welcome everyone! To Club Aprenta!” Ali laughed excitedly and clapped her hands, Sage whistled, I jumped up and down, and Beth bowed in front of the newest additions.
    “Club Aprenta?” Scotty asked. “What kind of name is that? And what do we do anyways?”
    I shrugged. “Nothing really, we just made this up to spend più time together, te know how can school be.”
    “In other words,” Honey put her hands up in the air. “FREE...
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posted by SilverFanGirl
Thanks for the memories
Chapter one
June 6, 1994, my birth. My mother never meant to have me. Never did. My father's condom apparently broke so they were stuck with me. A babygirl. I had short brown hair with amber eyes. But when I was born, I had blue with a light brown lining around my pupil. The doctors never could figure that part out. My eyes changed quicker than most babies. My eyes changed a week earlier than they were supposed to. That's why I get picked on, I tell that story and no one believes me. They call me "Weirdo", "fake", etc.
Though my mother left and my father is a total drunk,...
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posted by Weasel1999
I. The Nursery

Ember lived in her nursery for the successivo few months, only being let out occasionally to go to the toilet. All she saw were the four walls around her but it wasn’t all bad.
The room was painted a pretty sky-blue and the carpet was thick, fluffy and a deep midnight blue. There was a letto and a huge white wardrobe with the most beautiful, vecchio stile clothes inside.
Rich velvets cloaks, soft pelliccia stoles, bright silk dresses, every item of clothing needed to make a young lady of society look beautiful.
But Ember was not a young lady of society living in Victorian times. She was a...
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posted by alicia386
Chapter 7: te Can't Trust Anyone These Days

      James Knight slumped in his chair. It seemed like the most appropriate thing to do in this situation. How else was he suppose to act? He was a train wreck waiting to happen. He didn't bother combing his dirty blonde hair o wear decent clothes. He still had on his Lakers felpa and faded blue jeans with holes ripped in the front. This was the kind of outfit he wouldn't dare where around the house if this was a regular day. For shoes, he had his scuffed, black Reeboks. His eyes were red and puffy but he still radiated that devilish charm...
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posted by Dhampires
She waited at the doorstep nearly all night he never came.

She quietly made my way to our room his image was the only thing that flooded my head.

'Would he come home? Had something happened to him? If it had why hadn't someone called?' she was thought she knee on the inside she was being over dramatic.

She leaned over her balcony looking on to the woods beyond the night stares filled the sky shimmering like diamonds, she smiled as the northern lights appeared it was rare to see in such a place other han Alaska but they shown bright. And as quickly as they came they left.

She quickly washed up and...
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posted by alicia386
I use to know you
but now its over
and i am not going back
had my cuore broken
had my dreams blown away
it only took te a second
to rearrange my whole day

I use to know you
but now its over
and i see that now
te blew me away
far from here
and i couldnt make it back
but i bet te knew that

I use to know
someone like you
he was friendly
but i left him behind
in the rain
in the cold
where i couldnt see him

i hope you're different
it would help
if te werent exactly like him
nice to know you
but i must go
and protect my soul
how nice of te to stop by
but please go home now

I use to know you
but now im long gone
and it feels great'
to leave that burden behind
i wont see te again
i wont be there when te fall
just know that i
wont pick te up again
posted by alicia386
Trina Harper Lost her job, fiancé, and her mom died half a mese ago. Life could not have gotten worse for this twenty anno old.

She strolled inside a nearby Chinese Restraurant that as filled with people. She sat down in the corner sede, sedile and murmured her ordered the waitress. "Just a fortune cookie, please."

Her life had gotten so messed up when Kyle, her deadbeat fiancé, left her for her older sister. She was never able to escape this string bad luck.

An ancient, wrinkled woman hobbled her way to his table. "I made this just for you," she said. She hobbled away.

"And now I have old ladies giving...
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posted by para-scence
“Craig! Get up! We’re going to be late!“ My sister Rachel pounded her fist on my door. I reluctantly opened my eyes to look at the clock. I had only ten minuti to get ready. I cursed under my breath and got dressed quickly, not bothering to grab anything to eat. I got to Rachel’s car just before she was about to ditch me. I tried to catch up on my algebra homework on the car ride to school.

“You really should’ve done that yesterday,“ Rachel scolded me. “You’re failing as it is.“ Of course, little miss perfect always had to tell me what I was doing wrong, even if she was...
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posted by -SilverFey-
I have not been on here in about three months, and almost nothing has been posted, so I'm posting this, because I really don't want this club to die. :,)


I found my bond early.

Not exceptionally early. In eighth grade. I was thirteen; he was barely fourteen. And a matching mark appeared on our skin, meaning that he was my bond. He is my bond.

Our mark is made up of three dark black stars, charcoal black, pure black. The first one, the biggest star, is on both of our left breastbones, the secondo largest just under it and slightly to the left, and the smallest just a little lower down, directly...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 1

In Osaka, Japan, Wolfe was resting on a hammock in a fancy hotel.

“Ah, this is the life! No più evil monsters, no più evil demons, no più evil anything!” Wolfe thought to himself as he drank some of his limone water.

“Excuse me” A young man asked Wolfe, “Can te look at something for me?”

“Sure, what is it?” Wolfe responded politely.

“It’s kind of strange...there’s a hole in the water...” The young man told Wolfe nervously.

“Alright, I’ll go check it out” Wolfe detto as he walked to the beach. When Wolfe reached the beach, he saw a large, swirling hole in...
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posted by Max277
Chapter 5

Something wet touches my face. I open my eyes a little. Wow. That was a big wolf. Huh. A wolf. I scream, jump up, and tripped backwards. I fall on my back. It knocks the wind out of me. Then I remember the wolf. I sit up. Whoa. That thing was huge. It just stared at me. I stared back. I didn't even breath. I looked into the eyes of the huge wolf, and I realized they were Nick's eyes. He turned back into a human. My mouth fell open. Not just because he had no clothes on, but because he just turned from that animal into a HUMAN!! I couldn't even say anything. He took a step twords...
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posted by Max277
Chapter 4

I slowly open my eyes. Everything blurry for a second. I blink a few times and my vision becomes clear. I see the gang, All beat up. Not looking so well. I didn't want to know what I looked like. Probably scare someone. I looked around. I was chained to the wall, so was everyone else. Great. I try to yank at the chains as hard as I could but they didn't budge."Well someone made sure these suckers weren't moving" I muttered to myself. My eyes landing on someone who was on the outside of the cell. We stared at each other for a long minute."Who are you?" I asked."who are you" the tall...
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posted by alicia386
 Book Cover
Book Cover
This is a modern giorno remake of the classic Cinderella. I hope te guys like it.

Chapter One - Being Average

I thought today was going to be a cloudy, grey day. It would match my mood, but, as usual, it was sunny and blue. For one day, can it not be so perfect and beautiful. I am positive that the weather truly despises me. Everyone despises me.

Except for my best friend, Carlie. She must be the only one besides my mom who loves me and cares for me. She has been with me since I moved out here in Georgia. She must be the only one who can imagine what I'm going through. We both Lost our mothers....
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This an except from the articolo How to Get Out of Your Own Way When Writing. This is consigli from an accomplished autore named Elizabeth Knox

"I prefer reading, and writing, in the third person – “he walked along the shore,” rather than the first person, “I walked along the shore.” Many novice writers start Scrivere in the first person. There are some very good reasons for that. For a start, we’re all used to telling stories with ourselves at their centers. Also, using a first-person voice can be a kind of playacting. They narrator is a “not-you” you’re pretending to be.

Why I...
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