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yay part 6
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yay! ^-^part 6! Oi1 Alex j'y écoute 'Toute Seul' par Lorie sur YouTube! Cette chanson est si bonne! Lorie est génial!
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ya I know^^ listen to the song" Ma meilleur ami" its so good

and and look this up

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IrChksgOnGM&feature=related

listen to lyrics
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oh i already listened to it a while ago. Mais j'adore Toute Seule plus.
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lol^^ did you listen to then link I sent you?
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heres part 6

But how could I? I love Kevin right? Yes I love Kevin. Well I think I do. How can fall in love with my friend that’s non-sense! But his kiss was fierce and tender. Burning and southing. It was like all the emotions in the world were together to form the most passionate kiss even given to someone by someone.

“Since you seem to have time to day-dream you must know the answer to the equations on the board.” I stare blankly at the non-sense that was written on the board and that he called an “equation”. Then I look up at him.
“So go to the front of the class to the board and tell us the answer.” I have no choice but to prove him wrong because even though it was non-sense on the board I did know then answer just not how to get to the answer.
So I walk to the board not wanting to face anybody from the “crowd” that had their eyes glued on me, all hoping I would make a mistake so they could laugh at me. But I walk to the board not wanting to think about it. I stop where the edge of the board begins. I stare at the equation for a second or two. Then is appears my hands starts writing but its not my hand. I don’t even know what I’m writing. My hand just flows’ drawing red lines, numbers and symbols on the perfectly white board. When my hand stops the board is filled with numbers, letters symbols and more math stuff that I don’t even know about! I turn around to look at the class that look dumbstruck. The teacher slowly walked towards me, pushing me aside to see the board clearly.
“You…wrote…b…but how?” He was amazed and confused. He cleared his throat trying this time to formulate a clear sentence. “You wrote all this?” he asks turning towards me.
“Well apparently I did.” I say looking as amazed as everyone else in class.
“But this is like 12th grade calculations! How did you…?” he couldn’t finish his sentence that the bell rang announcing the end of the fourth period.

When I left the teacher was still staring at the board astonished. I walk quite fast out of the class not wanting anyone to see me or to be seen. As I was walking out of the class Chris catches up to me.
“Okay tell me tomorrow.” He kisses my cheek like no one was around. After that he walks away saying “hey” to everyone. That’s when the rumors start. During the rest of that day when I pass by its dead quiet. Only a couple people whisper in their neighbors’ ear. They all think that me and Chris are a couple and that he did well I’m sure you know what. So I other words they think I’m a slut! Yeah I know outrageous! I mean one kiss on a cheek can cause a lot of rumors about so much stuff.

At lunch I sit with my friends at the cafeteria but we don’t talk. They look uncomfortable. Then Sarah breaks the awkward silence.
“I can’t believe you didn’t tell us! Us your friends!” She yelled and everyone turned to look to what was to source of the commotion.
“Tell you what?” I yell back knowing exactly what she was talking about. “You know what! How could you not tell us that you were not a virgin anymore! Because of Chris!”

“Because its not true!” We were both out of our chairs yelling at each other. “How do you dare not trust me! I’m your friend Sarah!” I walk away too annoyed to continue the conversation. I was also on the verge of tears and I was to embarrassed to let anyone see. I couldn’t believe my own friend didn’t believe that I was still a virgin! Why would I have sex with a childhood friend like Chris. Well I guess it couldn’t that bad… No! How could I be thinking this! I love Christo…I mean Kevin! I love Kevin.

How can I lie to myself? I love… I love… I don’t know anymore. I needed to be alone. I run to the bathroom and lock myself in a stall. Then I fell into tears with no chance of return.




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Omg wow DRAMA I love it part 7 pls
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OMG!! I want part 7!!!
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Part 7 idiot! Write it!
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part 7 in progress^^
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part 7^^

My heart was pounding, my blood rushing. I could feel my heart thumping in my ears. I had my knees around my chest tight stopping my trembling. Why was I so upset I could just ignore everyone right. I didn’t need to get upset because that just proves them right. Okay now I need to get out of this stall and walk out, go to class and ignore everyone!

I was breathing hard from the running through the hall. I still couldn’t believe. I tried to calm myself by telling myself this was all a dream. But it wasn’t. Today really happened. Chris had asked me out. He had kissed me and everybody thought I was a slut because of Chris.

But I couldn’t sit here my little stall for ever. I had to face them head on. I took a deep breath I got up from my crouch and I unlock the door. My eyes were wet from crying or just getting really mad one or the other so I wipe them with my tears leaving a darker wet mark on my baby blue shirt. I did care what people would think of me but what was the point? It’s the way I am they’re just going to have to except me the way I am; weird, confident and happy to be me and not a popular freak or popular wannabe.

I take another deep breath and I walk out slowly of the bathroom and into the hall right when the principle was announcing the end of the day by telling us to have a good week-end and to remind the members of certain clubs about a fieldtrip to some random place. I wasn’t really listening. Since it was the end of school everybody were swarming out of their classes to get to their friends, buses, cars, boyfriend of other of those stuff I didn’t feel like doing. Although I had to take the bus or I could walk 30 km on foot; but I didn’t really feel like doing that either. So I chose to take the bus.

I walk down the hall slowly and sluggishly to my locker. I was getting shoved and pushed by the people that were going in the opposite direction. When I finally got to my locker I hurried and took my books and whatever I wanted to take. Shoved it in my bag and walked; this time a bit faster towards the buses at the front of the school.

When I got outside the sun blinded me since I had not been outside all day. I walk slower to my bus hiding the sun from my eyes with my arm. All around me is just whispering and rumours changing and going around. I can’t hear them, but I know what they think of me. I get on the bus and practically run to the back of the bus to through my bag on the seat and drop myself beside it taking up the whole bench. I look through my bag to find my MP3 player but can’t see through my books. I replay in my head the whole day searching through my mind where it could be. Then it clicked, it was on the top shelf of my locker. I run up to the bus driver to tell her I forgot something in my locker. She tells me to hurry up because she has to leave soon. I run out and sprint the halls. The school never looked so confusing, all is just a blur around me I see the halls connecting to the main one till I count 10 that passed by. I turn and look for locker number 89. I slow down to read the little numbers, I crouch to be at the levels of the numbers till I bumped into something somewhat hard and fall backwards on my butt.

I look up to see who or what idiot just stood there and let me bump into him or her or it! I look up and see its Chris. I get up fast and stomp on the ground.
“You idiot! Can’t you see you’ve already ruined my reputation? Well not that I had one but still! What do you want anyways? What is so urgent you have to wait for me in-front of my locker? Huh?” I was now screaming coming closer and closer to him till I was an inch from his chest since he was about a head taller then me.
He looks down at me for a while with his “no emotion face” which we also call his “poker face”. Then he leans down and blows gently on my face. I move back surprised. I rub my itchy face from the cold breezed that had come out of his mouth to touch my face.
“Here.” He passes me something. I come closer and pick up my MP3 in his open hand. “I found on the floor by your locker.” I was dazzled by his deep eyes, his piercing hair. Was I really falling in love with someone like Chris? Or was this all a dream? A weird and terrible dream.

“I have to go my bus is waiting for…” I didn’t finish my sentence that his lips were crushing mine with curiosity, eagerness and love. Why was love always so hard to deal with? I tried to push him away by pushing on his chest. But he didn’t even flinch his hands around my waist simply tighten. When he lets me free I turn around and run towards the exit.
The bus was leaving I sprint towards it. When I catch up with it, it slows down and stops a couple meters in front of me. I get on exhausted from running. But the real reason I’m breathless is from the kiss. It was deep, loving and just perfect. The bus ride seems to take forever. I look at the scenery; the fields and the nothingness of the world. When the bus stops I look around and notice this is my house. I walk out and head from the bus stop to my front door.

I walk to my room through my backpack on the ground and fall on the bed. I was wondering when Kevin was going to come and what will I tell him about Chris? Should I tell him about Chris? Questions were swirling through my mind. But then I heard something smash upstairs. Then a gun fire. My heart was pounding like it was going to burst through my ribs. What was going on? Another gunfire. And another. What was going on?


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oh nos!! gunfire!! >.<
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um, . . . that was completely different from average
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MUST WRITE PART 8
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lol^^ I will write part 8^^
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