Of course, JC! I was going to PM you, but bolt thought you had left. I even checked your blog! Check both BS Dts. And the other is moving too. So sorry.
Piglet: How do you spell love? Pooh: You don't spell it. You feel it.
I couldn’t sleep, it was impossible. I kept rolling around in my sleeping bag, flipping back and forth in a sad attempt to get comfortable. The time zones just weren’t right. I looked at the clock on one of the dressers.
It was 4:44. In France, it was already ten in the morning. I was supposed to be up and ready five o’clock my time! With footsteps light as feathers, I snuck out of the room, fluffing up my sleeping bag and positioning Teddington so it looked like I was cradling him with my arms. I wasn’t a big fan of dolls, but Teddington was an exception.
The twelve button lit up and the elevator whizzed up. When I arrived in my room, Mickey was already in front of the doors, waiting for a command.
“Allons-y!” I ordered, forgetting that Mickey also needed to practice his English.
The two of us rode down the elevator and back to the lobby.
This time, when the elevator doors slid open, I was not alone. There was someone in the lobby, near the fountain. I walked closer toward the figure and realized why it was difficult to recognize him from afar. He was like a shadow, only his skin contrasting to his dark hair and clothing. And then I noticed a brown, furry creature running around his shoulders.
“Furet?” I blurted out.
The second he whipped around to face me, a clamped my mouth shut with my hand.
“Yeah, it’s a ferret.” He said with a nod, seeming to understand some French. The long, brown figure started coiling around his arm, not making a single sound.
“De bon matin?” I replied, “I mean, this early in the morning?”
“Dweeb kept running around in the room, so I decided to train him out here. This place is a bit over the top, don’t you think? Kind of reminds me of a hotel…” He looked me up and down, suddenly realizing that I might not be able to relate. “But it seems to be fitting for you, Frenchy?”
I narrowed my eyes at him and my body tensed, “You need to watch what you say, ferret-boy. Your le-teyl (little) fwend (friend) needs you alive if he wants to stay alive himself.”
“Is that some sort of a threat, Frenchy?” He raised an eyebrow. “I’m not exactly sure what you’re saying, but I’ll admit that you’ve got some spunk. I thought you’d be all girly, afraid to break nails or get your hair messed up,” he shuddered. “like my new roomates, but you’re alright. But if you still care, your hair’s a bit fluffy right now.”
“Isn’t fluffy good?” I asked him. “I read that teenage girls in America are into volume.”
“You read about it?” He raised an eyebrow again.
And again, I glared at him. “I’m doing the best that I can.” I folded my arms. “Don’t you want to be able to fit in?”
He scratched his long, dark hair, and bit on one of his lip rings. “Yeah, I guess so. But I don’t want to end up like those teenage stereotypes. I mean I look pretty emo, but do I sound depressing to you?”
I shook my head.
“Exactly. Just don’t be something your not, is all I’m saying.”
“If you ever see me squealing in public, feel free to slap me.” I told him.
He started laughing.
“No, I am not joking. I very much dislike wannabes. If I become one, you better give me a, umm, heads up?” I asked if I got the phrase right.
“Will do, Frenchy.” He gave me a thumbs up. “By the way, my name is Brennan.” He outstretched a hand toward me.
“Avaline. Avaline Delancy.” My hand looked tiny in his comparison to his.
“Enchanté, Frenchy.” He shot a wry smile at me, and the corner of my lip raised, possibly passing as a smile.
You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself into one.
The writer, when he is also an artist, is someone who admits what others don't dare reveal.
I couldn't believe it, I had a guy roommate. When I went to look for the Avaline she was gone and suprisingly so was Iclisa, I was left in the room with the guy. So I tighten up my nerves and went to see him. He was still in his room, sitting.
I went toward him and tried to talk to him. most of the times when I talked with boys, I started sttutering.
"So, you're my new roommate" I asked him, walking toward him.
"Guess so" he said.
"So, I'm Jacqueline, Jacqueline Conway but you can call me Jackie"
"Brennan" He said with a bit of a smile, "But I think you already know that"
"Sorry about this morning, I was...Kind of shocked" I explained.
He suddenly got up from where he was and called someone. I didn't understand until I saw a ferret coming from behind his bed.
"Oh" I said, "Nice...umm, thing!!"
"Yeah, thanks. I'll go walk him if you don't mind" He said already walking through the door of his room and to the front door of our dorm.
"I'll be back" He said with a huge smile on his face and closed the door behind him.
Ok, I thought, I'm all alone in the room. I decided I had to clean up the mess we did in the sleepover and take a shower afterwards. The arranging took me some time since it was a real mess we created. Then I went to my room and picked out a black skinny jean with my converse and a screen white tee. Once I was done with that I went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It was a quick shower. I washed my hair and blow dried it afterwards. I loved the clothes I had chosen. I dressed up, grabbed my black sweater and Ipod and went out of the room. I started examining all the corridors until I got to the lobby. I didn't realize I wasn't alone until I heard a pretty common voice. I turned around and there was Avaline and my new roommate talking. I laughed a little and waved hi to Avaline and Brennan, when he turned around. I kept walking all over the building with my music turned loud.Not knowing what to do. So I sat down in one of the benches where Avaline and I met, I turned my music to the highest volume and closed my eyes moving my hands a little like if I were playing the drums. Suddenly I felt someone sitting down next to me. When I opened my eyes, I realized that someone was sitting next to me.
***Someone please sit next to jackie (lol)****
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Les sanglots longs Des violons De l'autonne Blessent mon coeur D'une langueur Monotone. Verlaine
The boarding school was alright for me. AFter a morning walk, i rested into a bench eating a bacon and egg sandwich that i had made for breakfast. I looked around me and saw the shops around me. Most of the shops were being constructed and i had just got a visit from my dad.
as i ate, i notice someone sitting beside me.
I looked up and saw a girl with long black hair listening to some music.
"Good morning," she greeted and i smiled.
"Godd moning." i greeted her.
"Are you new here?" she asked me and i pursed my lips trying to speak the right words. "Ne..." i replied, "I cam her yeterday."
she smiled. "You know what? You reminded me of my roomate. She talks similarly like that. Her name's Iclisa."
"Sound familiar." i replied wondering if the girl who punched violet was her.
she laughed. "My name's Jackie...what's yours."
"Mykolas," i said and we shook hands.
"Its nice to meet you."
"tanks...hey, im wodering? Um...it is akard to ask yu but, im waling arond the bording scool. Want to join?" i blushed thinking what i had said.
"Sure..." she said before he awkwardly stood up and began walking around.
John McClane: Drop it. It's the police. Tony: You won't hurt me. John McClane: Oh, yeah? Why not? Tony: Because you're a policeman. There are rules for policemen. John McClane: Yeah. That's what my captain keeps telling me
after five laps around the school and thirty push ups, my body felt great. After a whole night of doing nothing, my body felt it was alive. Around the school...people were eating or still sleeping. AS i entered the school, a girl, blonde hair walked lost around looking around the place.
"Ar yu okay?" i said.
"Oh hi..." she laughed. "Don't worry. i'm fine. Just a bit lonely."
"Wy? tere many peple in her." i said, "i know, do yu wat to walk arond the bording scool."
"Uh...sure,"
I smiled, "my nam is Iclisa."
"Iclisa...thats a unusual name. Im Cornelia from Australia. Where are you from?"
"Bosnia." i smiled though Cornelia looked that she do not where it was. "I tell yu mor abot it if yu wat to wak."
she agreed and we started jogging around the school and into the edges of the cliff or even around the town if we want to.
John McClane: Drop it. It's the police. Tony: You won't hurt me. John McClane: Oh, yeah? Why not? Tony: Because you're a policeman. There are rules for policemen. John McClane: Yeah. That's what my captain keeps telling me
The boy was named Mykolas, he seemed pretty nice, his accent was a lot more understandable than Iclisas's. We began walking basically talking about nothing, just asking each other questions.
"What grade are you in" I asked him randomly.
"eleven" he answered "you?"
"ten"
He laughed a little maybe knowing that I was still a girl.
"So...you already met Iclisa?" I asked
"Yes, sort of. I think she is the girl who punched my roommate"
I let out a laugh. I knew she was taugh but not that extent.
"I can't believe it" I said
"well, she did" And we both laughed.
We continued walking and talking all around the campus, enjoying the scenes and the whole atmosphere that it created until we reached our building once again and we didn't even realize it.
"Ok, so what are we doing here?" I asked him.
"I have no idea" he said with his funny accent and I couldn't help smiling.
"I guess I have to go see where's are my roommates, I haven't really talk to them. I have talk even more with you"
"Thanks" he said with a wry smile.
"Anytime" I answered already walking away and waving goodbye to him. I was already walking to my room thinking about the funny encounter I just had when I found Iclisa talking to a blonde girl with green eyes. She also had quite an accent. I'm surrounded by accents I thought. I walked closer to her and greeted her.
"Hey" I said to Iclisa
"Hello"She answered. "This is Cornelia Furnell. Cornelia, Jackie"
"Hello" Cornelia said with an ausie accent. "I'm so glad to meet you"
I shook hands with her."Ausie?" I asked her.
"Yes"
"Where have you been"
"Walking around with Cornelia, we just gor here" Iclisa answered.
"OK,then. I'm going to my room for a while. I have to get some things. Are you coming?"
"NO, thanks I'll show the school to Cornelia"
We said goodbye and went up to my room once again. I opened the door and got to my room. I started looking for my cell phone and among the things, I found a picture of my mother. My mother when she was healthy. I tried to hold back the tears, but they started running. it was too much pain just thinking about my mom with the cancer treatment. I felt terrible. IN that moment, I wished Avaline to knock the door and come in or at least one of my roommates. But either was impossible, I didn't know where Avaline was; Iclisa was no where near and Brennan, well ,he was simply not there.
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Les sanglots longs Des violons De l'autonne Blessent mon coeur D'une langueur Monotone. Verlaine
"What the hell!?" Beth shouted, confused. Some guy had David over his back.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Yeah? Why are you carrying my UNCONSCIOUS roommate over your back?" Bethany practically shouted.
"Well, he was doing some stuff, and I-" he started, obviously nervous.
"I know what you're talking about," she sighed, lying...again. David owed her! "He's been a good friend of mine for a very long time. We came here together. Anyway, I know he does some...stupid stuff but he's working on it. I promise you. It's very hard for him." she ended her lies, bowing her head gravely.
Bethany couldn't tell if the guy was buying it or not. She hoped he did. If David got in trouble they all could. She didn't think he would rat them all out, but it wouldn't be could new for Shane and Beth if David got caught.
"Our room's down there," Beth smiled, sweetly.
**Could someone bring Jonathan in? I don't even know where he's at.**
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
I smiled, thinking about how bad a lier the girl was, "Thanks. He's kinda heavy."
I carried him into his dorm and then Dumped him unceremoniously on the bed.
I stepped out of the room and Beth was standing there giving me a weird look.
"What?"
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
All of the newbies decided to go eat cookies. Everyone had to go to get to know each other.I had forget what it was like to be in a closed place full of people. Frighting! I felt like the air was shrinking by the moment. The sounds around me got louder and slowest, like if I was living in slow motion. My longs aimed for clean, fresh air and I satisfied them right away. Closed spaces was just not for me.
The night was cold and dark. My longs could now breath happily, with no resistant. I decided to give a walk. The sky were was different. The starts were not the same, the images did not match the ones in Kenya. I love to realize that. I laid on the grass and gazed. Night got older and I fell asleep.
**Hey, Rider, Beth is actually a very good liar. Your character could see through it maybe, but she's not a bad liar.**
Bethany
"What?" She asked, self conscious.
"Nothing, nothing," he laughed. Bethany rolled her eyes. Great. They had caught caught by some freak.
"Listen, thanks for bringing him up here. I'm can promise you, when he wakes up, I will take VERY good care of him," she said through gritted teeth. Oh yeah, she was defientely going to take care of him alright...
"Are you okay?" the guy asked, chuckling.
"Great. Fine," Bethany lied, again.
"You really don't have to lie," he sighed. "It's not like I don't you you're doing it."
Bethay raised her eyebrows. So she had been caught.
"Oh, well-" she twiddled her thumbs. "Right. Well, just trying to watch out for him."
"I'm Desmond," he smiled, slightly.
"Bethany, but everyone just calls me Beth," she told him. Another new person. Well, maybe she would make freinds here after all.
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
*sorry didn't mea to make it seam like she was bad. Ill fix it.*
Des~~
I smiled as I walked out, then stopped and turned, "You're actually not a bad liar, but you just put the wrong feeling into it. I wouldn't have caught on if I hadn't spent two years basing my life off my ability to read people."
Then I left, trying to finally get some sleep.
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
**It's completely fine Rider (: I didn't mean you had to fix it! *blushes* I'm sorry if I sounded rude or something. ):**
Jonathan
He noticed the guy he was rooming with was lying on the ground, asleep. He was about to go wake him up when that old nagging voice entered his head.
He looked over the guy. Jonathan wasn't short, but she certainly wasn't tall either. Ed just had a...way about him the screamed 'Don't mess with me or you're screwed!' Jonathan really didn't want to be the first one to test out that theory either.
Feeling slightly guilty he walked back to his dorm and laid on the couch. He hadn't heard Kyleigh come in. He would wait up for her. Just in case. He remembered times when he had to wait for his freinds to come back before he could sleep. Otherwise he wouldn't know if they were dead or alive.
It's not like that, Jonathan thought, scoldingly. It's a school. EVerything is safe here. Everyone is safe here. Still, he would sit up for Kyleigh anyway. She was his roommate and just because they were at some school didn't mean their weren't perverts.
Jonathan went to his room and changed into a pair of sweat pants and a old, T-shirt. He went back to the couch and waited. He knew Kyleigh was going to be okay, but it was an old habit that Jonathan knew he would never, ever break.
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!
There was a guy lying asleep at the ground. He was looking fell asleep.
"Should we wake him up?" Cornelia asked and instantly i touched his head by my shoe twice before, after two failed attempts, kicked him by the side.
"Iclisa!" you should not do that." Cornelia said but i only shrugged.
"Why? That is what they did to wake me up."
"Really?" and i nodded my head briskly with a smile on my face. The boy that lay on the ground woke up and gave a muffle of pain when he looked at me.
"DO you have to do that?" he complained but i shru.
"sory abot tat," i said as i looked at him. He looked simialr to a guy by the cookie party with long black hair that covered his forehead.
"do yu wan to jon me fo a wak?" i invited him.
"A walk...a walk to where?"
"we're just going around the school," Cornelia added, "We might even go to the nearby woods if we're lucky or at town to buy a few stuff. Wanna go?"
"Later," he said as he yawned, "i need to checked where i have been." he left and we looked at him.
"Hes werd." i muttered.
"Weird, wow...and you kicking him by the side was not weird." she joked and chuckled to herself while i smiled.
"So abot wat yu sad, ton or fores?"
"town will be more suited. we need more people for the forest but if you want to go to town and have a bite, i needed some money." i nodded and thought on how much money my adopted fatehr gave me. it had papers bearing 1000 on it. They soon wnet inside the dorm and prepared to head to the town.
John McClane: Drop it. It's the police. Tony: You won't hurt me. John McClane: Oh, yeah? Why not? Tony: Because you're a policeman. There are rules for policemen. John McClane: Yeah. That's what my captain keeps telling me
My eyes were circled in dark rings, my kness and hands had bruises that were turning a great color of purple. Did I dream it? I kmust have, the ground was completely dry when I walked in. i didn't make up the pain though. Maybe, I should take my pills again.
No, my mind stated to my outer body, You got over this and you don't need them anymore. My pills, my happy pills, stopped the night terrors I faced, along with the usual depression. My body shivered, lightning dreams meant that my body felt something bad was going to happen. My body shook, as I walked, I attempted to chill out but my body didn't want to.
"Violet! Hey!!" Someone came up behind me.
I faked my best smile.
*anyone please???**
The one who smiles the most has something to hide.
..i'm lonely...message me..some how add me on your social networking site (unless you are some creepy weirdo who stalks girls for their organ harvesting company..i personally like them inside of me thankyou )
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