Can A Bad Writer Become Great? da Lee Jessup

Elena’s POV
    The night got colder as I walked further away from the Founder’s giorno party. Just a few più steps and I’ll be at the school.
    I reached the school’s front door but when I tried to open them but they wouldn’t budge. I gave up and sighed. I crossed my arm’s trying to keep warm. Looking around trying to find another way in, though the only way I knew of was the doors in the back of the school.
    I slowly walked my self to the back doors. I grabbed the frost bitten door handle and pulled it open. Once I walked...

Hey..x
Sorry it's been so long (been on holiday and trying to like choose all my exam choices for anno 10)lifes been pretty hetic but enough of my life!!! Last time I left off Nessie and jake were going to keep their baby and now we visit them 9 months later. No one actually knows what to expect but the exact being of Aimme (youll know who she is when te read the chapter) will be discovered in the successivo chapter. Also te would have noticed that this chapter is from Jakes point of veiw I had a fab time Scrivere it and I hope te enjoy Leggere it eaqually as much! Thankz for Leggere and please...

I sat confused and dazed, looking at the numbers that swam before my eyes. There was the dull humming the back of my mind that reminded me I done this essay with years and years of repitition, but there was no confidence in me that proved the evidence. I slumped back in my seat, tossing the pencil across the scrivania, reception and closing my eyes, drifting into a light sleep.

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The forest brimmed with vibrant lights, glowing sharply beyond the bramble of branches and approaching the lake in the background. Drinks were passed around cheerfully, and the fuoco roared with appreciative boldness. Dance music...

1: New York Minute
Choices.
We make them everyday, all day. Most of the time, the ones we do make are small and insignificant to our lives: what we wear, what we eat, which way we go to work, and the things we negozio for. All are mundane and we hardly think twice when we make them.
With age, the amount of choices we make and the consequences of them are più severe than mommy and daddy grounding us: whether o not to take that hit from the joint, whether o not to drive home after one too many beers, whether o not to cheat on a test o a significant other, whether o not to race the guy in the...

It always starts with darkness. Just like the rumors that Vampiri#From Dracula to Buffy... and all creatures of the night in between. were made to sign Satan's book with blood as the registration, it was thought that a vampire's soul was consumed da darkness. For the first couple months, that's what it really feels like; darkness, always there like the cucciolo te always wished for to follow te around. Sadly, I never had a puppy, so this was all awkwardly new to me.
"That's how it's going to be for a while." Adrian told me one giorno while I woke up from a deep sleep, facing the sunlight. I had forgotten that we were now affected da that sunlight più than humans....

When those three were together, they represented the family I never had.
Adrian was just Adrian; even though he was astonishingly ragged in appearance, there was something about him that symbolized him being the younger brother. He was dangerous, fast, and cunning with his tongue. I almost thought, that one time I saw him and Marcus battle it out, that Marcus should just give up before he got himself killed. Of course, Marcus knew that already, and they weren't even really fighting to begin with. With what started with growls and ferocious snapping ended up being laughs and pats on the shoulder....

I woke up to the wailing of birds in the distance and the acrid smell of compost nearby. I couldn't see; it appeared that the night sky blended in with the darkness behind my eyelids when closed. I felt my body plastered against a marble slab that was the same length as my being, and sweat was misted against my skin. Strangely, the only way I could tell this was da leaning my head down to take a peek, realizing my skin was so white that it would be hard to tell if I had any blood at all in my body. My flesh felt numb, and shivering once brought my senses into a lighter view, but only enough...

Enough is enough,right?After te feel like te just got punched into the stomach fifty times should be enough to let te know that te should stop fighting...right?When te can literally feel your cuore ready to burst out of your chest and your soul completely crumble into pieces, pieces that travel all the way down to your toes?

You'll know when your cuore is torn...right?

Well I know that mine is,completely actually.After te just Lost the one person te thought te would be with forever.After giving them so many chances,that te ran out.Now that they're gone.....gone with your ex-best friend.After...

Chapter 4

After I left the two losers, I mean best friends, I walked to homeroom. Unfourtunatly, Jake was in my homeroom, and automatically he started asking me fifty thousand questions. How did know? Wow, my Friends are such freaking nerds.

"So I heard te like a new girl." he detto trying not to talk too loud. But sadly some girls and guys nearby heard him.

I was immediately bombared with questions. "Oh my god? How can te fall for such a slut, Joshie!!! te would look so much better in bed, successivo to me." detto Brianna. Oh so that caramilk girl was a slut now? She at least covers her ass!

"What...

I was bored. I was very bored. There was nothing to do; not a single thing. I grabbed my iPod and turned on the Numa Numa song, but I was still bored. I turned on my laptop and begun Scrivere a short story, which te may very well be Leggere now, but my boredom was left uncured. Riding in the car was boring, and I wished I had a cell phone to text my Friends with, but alas, I was practically broke. I only had around seventy-five bucks, and that was from Christmas. If I had kept my twenty that I had used for IMVU credits, well, then maybe I’d have enough for a go phone at the least. But I had...

Murder is always a mistake - one should never do anything one cannot talk about at dinner.


Tayce’s p.o.v

The three of us sat there watching the chick flick. I was in grossed in the storyline, Belinda was doing her homework and every time someone detto the word love, Ruby nearly chucked. It had been three days since we had seen the protectors. Belinda sighed and put the book she was Leggere down. “Want to order pizza?” She asked, Ruby shrugged and I shook my head. “Why can’t we order pizza?” Belinda asked, I didn’t really want to tell the why but if te have sisters te understand....

Chapter 6: headache.
I was Leggere a book on my letto when I heard my phone buzz
-hi Alice!
-hey Bella I was wondering if me and edward could come and see u?
What? People just don’t call and invite theme selves over! ugh! just be nice Bella she's a good vamp o I think she is……
-yeah sure when are u coming?
I asked. I was positive she even had a set time to come here….
-at 3:00 pm it gives u 1 ora to clean and dress up! I'm so happy to come over! Yay!
Then she hung up oooh I don’t want to dress up! Right now I just want to sleep o continuing Leggere my book! I just climbed of my letto and cleaned...

Waking up to the sound of my parent’s shouting I got up to change. Looking out the window, I saw the world was bright and colorful. Many would think it the best time of the giorno but to me it was the gloomiest time of all. It was the same thing every morning my parents would wake me due to their constant arguments, going to school, and returning back home. Life I felt was just plain boring.

This morning, was no exception because my parents were picking at each other again. I crept into the cucina to get some breakfast. What I saw was horrifying; the cucina was a total mess. Nothing was in...

Chapter 3: school
I was running in the deep green forest when Damien caught me da my waist I tried to pull away from him trying to get help from my elements but…….nothing the elements weren’t obeying me as they used to. what the hell is wrong with me? I looked at Damien I was sure he had something to do with this he gave me a a sweet smile and said
-now te can’t push me away HONEY
I tried to push him away then I saw a beautiful bronze haired boy with the strange golden eyes he growled and lunched himself at Damien………..

-BEEEP..BEEP..BEEP…BEEP oh I hate this alarm I think I should...

Chapter 2: the Cullen’s
When I entered, the club my fave song was on so I went and joined the crowed and started dancing with a really cute guy he had blond hair and dark blue eyes that u could swim in them like, forever! We started talking about our past and figured out his name is tom and has two sisters. then I made one up as I did for my school and then he bought me a few dinks after an ora I found myself making out with him I really didn’t like him I just like to spend my time with someone until I break the damn curse and find the one for me, the one that will be my moon and light...

morgan Sterns was sipping up the last drips of her coffee. She was going to need every last drop if she was going to work late enough to finish all of her reports. She had reports on all kinds of things. Serial killers, counterfeiters, asassination attempts, the lista went on and on.
Why do the FBI get handed everything, she wondered. But what she really wanted to know was why she was the one always stuck with work when most of the other agents and anaylists were just standing around telling jokes and drinking coffee. morgan got back to her sede, sedile and pushed her mandorla hair out of her eyes and...

Skiro
As I walked in I noticed everyone knew someone. I also noticed everyone was wearing uniforms-blue o white shirts and kaky pants. I stood out much più than I wanted to. Though I wanted people to see me, and now a lot did, so I smiled and looked for a place to sit. I saw a group of girls, a group of hot guys,a lot of black-wearing people,and some others that I didn't care to know.
Then there was a tavolo that was mostly empty except for one very cute boy. as I walked toward him I saw più of his features: he was pale-I wondered why-,skinny and muscular-did he play a sport?-,and light blond...

She stared anxiously at the pot of water on the stove, compelling it to boil. Though the old axiom warned of its counter effect, she had long since dato up on trying to look away from the pot, unable to tear her eyes away. Tapping her foot impatiently, she began to sing quietly to herself to pass the time. It was a merry song, the one she always used to entice travelers from the road to come to her window. As she sang she only wished her tune could charm heat into the water of her pot the way it Streghe#The power of three most of the passerby. The thought only seemed to bring her further impatience. The impurity...

Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping me decide which POV to write...
Thanks as always to Emmett4ever for that first push in the right direction...
And thanks to everyone for Leggere my story:D

"Catherine's POV"


Even in the darkest night I'll find you. Life wanted our destiny to be a wave breaking in the sea, only that,nothing more... But I will not resign to that, I will not give up, we WILL meet again!


I woke early in the morning, my cuore broken into a milion little pieces. I stood there looking at the roof, not wanting to face this new day. I heard my mother call for me:
"Catherine it's time to...