Young Writers Society

Uh,Oh, My naaaaaammmmmmmmeee.......
"Uh, Link...", He looks up flipping the hair out of his face and looking at her teary eyed.
Link what the hellll..... Now may we meet Zelda Loki helluuu SOOOOO Original!

Julia moves closer, purposefully not looking at Izabelle. "Are you OK? Did this girl do something?"

Loki looks up sensing bitchines 3 o'clock,"No, she is helping me really.... I'm lost out here I'm from - Alaska."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Julia. Are you a new student?"

God Its Julia. I think as I look at Link, who is still in her car.

"So can I uhh... can I have my car back now? I need to get home."

Then I remember:

And, I am out of money so I can't buy an apartment and, I, I must have lost my car to I thought this one was mine." JEEZUS! WHAT THE FUCK DO I DO???!!!!


"Where are you staying?" I say to him, and then look at Julia, "What are you doing here again? Arent you supposed to be in tutoring?"

"None of your business," I snap. "Something happened and I had to cancel."

I sniff, "Well I was staying in my car but, Oh god...... I'm screwed....", I really do need somewhere to stay....

I spot an opportunity. "There's a spare room in my flat. You could stay with me tonight, and I could help find you somewhere tomorrow."

I look over at the girl unsure, how the hell do I get out of this she seems interested but not in my well being, fuck and how do I get her not to like me while keeping the other girl interested I say the first thing that comes to my mind, "Fuck, my retainer was in the car with my glasses!"

"Now can you get the hell outta my car so that I can go home?" I open the back door, and pull out my canvas painting.

Thor looks back with ferocious eyes.

Damn, "Okay I guess.", I really didn't want to have to do this but I guess I have to go home with that thi- other girl..... I get out of her car and then see he Thor picture does that creepy fuck have to follow me every where that girl Likes HIM EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWwwwwwww, what the hell is wrong with her! I get caught up in my thoughts shocked staring at the picture.

"Umm...I need some help taking these canvases back into the art room, could you help me? I'll buy you a coffee." I look at his (Blue or green) eyes.

I laugh scornfully. "That's the worst picture I've ever seen."
Inside, I am thinking Why does Isabelle have to be so damn good at art?!

"Well, at least I can draw a circle." I say, as I look at the 4 canvases that i have.