…sorta. She said she’d think about it, which is basically yes. (as long as I badger her about it, that is)
But that’s not what I’m excited about.
I complained to her how all my colored pencils were crap and she was like, “We can stop by Staples or Office Depot and get one of those giant packs or something.”
Me:
I MUST. HAVE. (pft, I know, I’m getting spoiled xD)
When we get to Staples or whatever, I’m running to the colored pencil aisle, grabbing the nearest 1000 pencil box, and running.
I’m working on my drawing of Cooper Foley from the Morpheus Road series, RA knows what I am talking about!
Meme time.
Section One:
[x] You like being in charge.
[x]You often wish you could just zap someone with a thunderbolt.
[] You were voted Class President.
[] You do what’s best for everyone.
[] You can’t resist a pretty face.
[] You have multiple exes.
[] You think you have what it takes to run for President. (Me… With armed forces at my command. Heh heh heh.)
[] You think every problem has a solution.
[] You love showing off.
[] You’re rash and impulsive.
Section Two:
[] You feel at home in the water.
[] Your favorite vacation place is at the beach.
[] You enjoy snorkeling, scuba diving, surfing, etc.
[] You want to do something about the marine species being abused today.
[] You visit the local pool on a regular basis.
[] You’re the captain of the school’s swim team.
[] You swim professionally.
[] You hate seafood.
[X] You never get seasick.
[x] You’d rather ride a boat than a plane.
SectionThree:
[] You’re not that much of a people person.(BAHAHAHAHAHA)
[] You like staying in the dark and writing poems.
[x] You experience bad moods on a regular basis.
[x] You like listening to loud, angry music. (I’d call it loud, but not angry..)
[] You spend most of your time alone.
[] You think parties are sometimes loud and annoying.
[] You like to keep to yourself.
[] All your closets are padlocked.
[] You write in diary/journal.
[x] You feel most active at night.
Section Four:
[] You own a garden.
[X] You like the great outdoors.
[] You have a green thumb.
[] You’re an environmentalist.
[] You have a special connection with animals.
[] You’re a vegetarian.
[] You like going hiking, camping, and looking at the natural wonders of the world.
[] You always check a product if it’s environmentally-friendly.
[] You love going to flower shops.
[] You think global warming is a threat that must be dealt with.
Section Five:
[x] You’re very creative and artistic.
[X] You like listening to all kinds of music in general.
[] You always feel sunny and optimistic.
[x]You are talented at drawing. (I don’t want to be self confident, but with Cooper drawn, I am blown away.)
[] You like writing poetry.
[] You can play at least 3 musical instruments. (A rubber band, as one.)
[X] You like going to art museums.
[] You almost always win 1st Place in Art Contests.
[x] You have straight As in Art on your report card.
[x] Your school notebook has more doodles than notes.
Section Six:
[] You often start fights.
[] You’re a very aggressive type of person.
[] You like watching wrestling.
[x] You’re competitive.
[] You like reading about war.
[x]You don’t take crap from anybody.
[] You have anger management.
[] You never back away from a fight.
[] Everyone does what you say.
[x] You don’t always think before you do something.
Section Seven:
[] You have a way with tools.
[] You build awesome things during your free time.
[] You’re the best at Woodshop in your class.
[] Metalworking is your forte.
[] You have your own toolbox.
[]You often search the Internet to look for pictures of robots.
[x] You’re a techie.
[] You often have carpentry projects.
[] You dream of being a carpenter.
[x]You aren’t afraid of fire. ( FIREEEEEEEEEEEEE)
Section Eight:
[] You have an insatiable thirst for knowledge.
[x] You’re probably the only person who visit the library on a regularbasis.
[] Half of your Christmas presents last year were books.
[] You like reading about war, mostly about the reasons and controversies behind it.
[] You’re the valedictorian in your class.
[] You’ve never gotten a grade below 90 in your report card.
[] You get political jokes without asking people to explain them.
[] You think it would be better if you were the President.
[X] You have a huge shelf of books at home.(Yuppp)
[] You think vinyl pocket protectors are useful.
Section Nine:
[x] You like pickpocketing your friends. (Food, yes.)
[x] You’re a prankster.
[] You’re a speed demon.
[] You consider yourself restless.
[]You’re the best speaker in the class.
[x] You like thinking on your feet and using your wits.
[] You’re inventive and resourceful.
[x] You often start arguments.
[] You’ve never lost a debate.
[X] You like making witty and sarcastic statements. (Smart-ass is what I get called at home…)
SectionTen:
[x] You’re the life of the party.
[] You like wine.
[] You’ve probably tasted every alcoholic drink out there.
[] You can finish a martini in less than a minute.
[] You have a happy, cheerful disposition.
[] You’re a foodie.
[x] You like going to social events and mingling with people.
[x]You like trying out new food.
[] You feel that you’re abundant in life.
[] You think that too much of anything is bad.
Section Eleven:
[] Every guy/girl swoons for you.
[] You like putting on makeup.
[] You naturally smell good.
[] You never experience a bad hair day.
[] Your favorite activity is clothes-shopping.
[] You’re always at the front of every trend.
[] You’re the popular girl/guy at your school.
[x] You’re often invited to parties.
[] Your motto is ‘It’s never a party without me.”
[x] You look at yourself in the mirror on a regular basis.(Well.. My closet doors are mirrors.)
I went the WHOLE day yesterday thinking it was Sunday. My iPod even has the date on it and I look at that about a thousand times everyday. That was weird.
Also, It’s so hot where I live. Seriously, at 9:00 AM it was already 80 degrees!
Bleh. It’s too hot to do anything. So, I’ve been playing my Pocket God game on my iPod.
I did go to the mall today and I bought blue nail polish at Claire’s. Then I braved the heat and went outside to paint my nails. (I still have the sparkly red on my toenails.)
The Pool opens either this weekend or the next. It would’ve opened yesterday, but there was a crack in the pool that had to be fixed.
So, Should I write a story? (Beware: It will be terrible.)
Section One:
[x] You like being in charge.
[x]You often wish you could just zap someone with a thunderbolt.
[] You were voted Class President.
[] You do what’s best for everyone.
[] You can’t resist a pretty face.
[] You have multiple exes.
[] You think you have what it takes to run for President. (I don’t like speaking in front of people)
[] You think every problem has a solution.
[] You love showing off.
[] You’re rash and impulsive.
Section Two:
[X] You feel at home in the water.
[] Your favorite vacation place is at the beach.
[] You enjoy snorkeling, scuba diving, surfing, etc.
[] You want to do something about the marine species being abused today.
[X] You visit the local pool on a regular basis.
[] You’re the captain of the school’s swim team.
[] You swim professionally.
[x] You hate seafood.
[X] You never get seasick.
[] You’d rather ride a boat than a plane.
SectionThree:
[x] You’re not that much of a people person.(Sorry I’m shy.)
[] You like staying in the dark and writing poems.
[] You experience bad moods on a regular basis.
[] You like listening to loud, angry music.
[] You spend most of your time alone.
[] You think parties are sometimes loud and annoying.
[] You like to keep to yourself.
[] All your closets are padlocked.
[] You write in diary/journal.
[] You feel most active at night.
Section Four:
[] You own a garden.
[X] You like the great outdoors.
[] You have a green thumb.
[] You’re an environmentalist.
[x] You have a special connection with animals.(Especially Cookeh. She follows me around the house like the Paparazzi after a famous person.)
[] You’re a vegetarian.(I would die without meat.)
[] You like going hiking, camping, and looking at the natural wonders of the world.
[] You always check a product if it’s environmentally-friendly.
[] You love going to flower shops.
[] You think global warming is a threat that must be dealt with.
Section Five:
[x] You’re very creative and artistic.
[X] You like listening to all kinds of music in general.
[] You always feel sunny and optimistic.
[]You are talented at drawing.
[] You like writing poetry.(I hate poetry.)
[x] You can play at least 3 musical instruments.(Yup. Cause I Play percussion.)
[X] You like going to art museums.(Well I do like seeing other people’s art.)
[] You almost always win 1st Place in Art Contests.
[] You have straight As in Art on your report card. (I don’t take art, I’m in band)
[] Your school notebook has more doodles than notes.
Section Six:
[] You often start fights.
[] You’re a very aggressive type of person.
[] You like watching wrestling.
[x] You’re competitive.
[] You like reading about war.
[]You don’t take crap from anybody.
[] You have anger management.
[] You never back away from a fight.
[] Everyone does what you say.
[x] You don’t always think before you do something.
Section Seven:
[] You have a way with tools.
[] You build awesome things during your free time.
[] You’re the best at Woodshop in your class.
[] Metalworking is your forte.
[] You have your own toolbox.
[x]You often search the Internet to look for pictures of robots.(What? Robots are cool.)
[] You’re a techie.
[] You often have carpentry projects.
[] You dream of being a carpenter.
[]You aren’t afraid of fire.
Section Eight:
[] You have an insatiable(Big word.) thirst for knowledge.(Uhhh… No.)
[x] You’re probably the only person who visit the library on a regular basis.(Cause my mom forces me too.)
[x] Half of your Christmas presents last year were books. (Well, Mythology books, Yeah.)
[] You like reading about war, mostly about the reasons and controversies(That’s a big word.) behind it.
[] You’re the valedictorian(Quit using Big words!) in your class.(What’s that?)
[x] You’ve never gotten a grade below 90 in your report card. (Well sorta. I have gotten lower, but it’s rare. I (shockingly.) got straight A’s in 2 of 4 quarters.)
[] You get political jokes without asking people to explain them.
[x] You think it would be better if you were the President. (Yeah! Cause I could rule over the country! [Insert evil laugh here.] and make the school year shorter.)
[X] You have a huge shelf of books at home.(Yeah I have a bookshelf.)
[] You think vinyl pocket protectors are useful.(Now what exactly are those? Wait, Are they those things you use in scrapbooks?)
Section Nine:
[] You like pickpocketing your friends. (I have ninja-like stealth, but I would never steal stuff from my friends.)
[] You’re a prankster.
[] You’re a speed demon.
[X] You consider yourself restless.
[]You’re the best speaker in the class.
[] You like thinking on your feet and using your wits.
[] You’re inventive and resourceful.
[] You often start arguments.
[] You’ve never lost a debate.
[X] You like making witty and sarcastic statements. (Sarcasim. Learn to love it.)
SectionTen:
[] You’re the life of the party.
[] You like wine.
[] You’ve probably tasted every alcoholic drink out there.
[] You can finish a martini in less than a minute.
[] You have a happy, cheerful disposition.
[] You’re a foodie.
[] You like going to social events and mingling with people.
[x]You like trying out new food.(Never try squid.)
[] You feel that you’re abundant in life.
[] You think that too much of anything is bad.
Section Eleven:
[] Every guy/girl swoons for you.(Uhhhh… No. If they do, I must not notice it.)
[] You like putting on makeup.(What’s makeup?)
[] You naturally smell good.(Not without deodorant.)
[] You never experience a bad hair day.(Uhh.. Have you seen my hair lately? Really. It’s a frizzy dark brown mess.)
[] Your favorite activity is clothes-shopping.(You can do this for FUN?)
[] You’re always at the front of every trend.
[] You’re the popular girl/guy at your school.(I’ve never experienced this “popular.”)
[] You’re often invited to parties.
[] Your motto is ‘It’s never a party without me.”
[x] You look at yourself in the mirror on a regular basis.(Well, yeah cause of my terrible hair and sometimes I stare at my eyes cause I like the color of them.)
Section One: Zeus
Two: Poseidon(Missed it by [That] much. I do love swimming.)
Three: Hades
Four: Demeter
Five: Apollo (Close. Real close. Why didn’t you ask about singing or acting?)
Six: Ares
Seven: Hephaestus
[X]Eight: Athena. (Wait. You don’t agree with this, Do you? Hmm… It seems my friends agree with this quiz….. I still don’t. Okay, So I’m smart(ish). I’ll give ya credit for that.)
Nine: Hermes
Ten: Dionysus
Eleven: Aphrodite (Not even close.)
Kronos was teaching Olivia and me about
“how to be a better person.” I was to busy
Thinking about steroids and the effects of it. “Hm. Steroids that gets me
thinking about puberty.”
Kronos said which he read my mind. He started teaching us the art of puberty. I
wenton to what I was thinking about
before, steroids. “DO DO DO DO DO.”
Olivia screamed
and sang at the same time. After he was done we went on to another lesson.
“Today we will learn how to make killer oil.” Kronos declared.
“How do you make that?”
I asked. “Well, you need caterpillar feet, marinated mustard, cat brain
and…The main
ingredient.” he said. “And that would be…..Cheese?” Olivia
asked. “NICO!” he yelled. “WHERE?”
Che che the Won yelped. Nico appeared in the pot. “Augh, not
again….” he grumbled. “Are there
any side effects?” I asked Kronos. “Well, he may be mentally retarded
for 3 days.” Kronos said.
“Ooohhh. Won’t he die?” Olivia asked. “No, he’s Hades’s son duh.
People have been doing this for
generations. You know what I’m an underwear model!” Kronos declared and
smiled. Everybodyscreamed. “DO fo phooy la fh;asoitj;orh.”
Nico belched. “Ok then
moving on.”Che che whispered. “Hey,
we should put Nico in long and foster.”
Then we all went on a helicopter
and dumped the killer oil on Jeremy’s company. Jeremy was still sleeping
because of the sleeping spaghetti and was dreaming of his crush, the little
mermaid. The killer oil missed Jeremy unfortunately and started killing gummy
bears instead. “Well that was a complete fail.” I said.
After that we all sat in
Thailia’s pine tree or as Olivia calls it “Pili’s Thine tree.”
“Hey guys!” said Annabeth “I just bought an island and named it
Annabii.” “Wow can we come?” asked Izzy. “Sure but start
packing, the last ship for today leaves tonight.”
We arrived in Annabii the
next day and stayed at this awesome hotel called Peanut’s.
We were walking towards the beach and we
see Jeremy’s 2 evil assistants, Sam and Michael. Sam was so ugly that he could
turn people to chocolate with one glance and Michael was so underweight that he
could fly. Right now though, they wew sitting in chairs relaxing on the beach.
“Let’s throw something at them!” said Sara. Olivia picked up a
coconut and threw it at them. Unfortunately they had some kind of force field
or something because the coconut just bounced off and came back at her face. I dodged
it and it hit poor Izzy who was behind me. “OW!” she yelled
“Stupid force felid.” murmured Che Che. “Can you call Chuck Norris?
He could break it!” I called Chuck and asked him if he could come over to
Annabii. He came 2 seconds later. “Wow, how did u get here so fast?”
asked Izzy. “I am Chuck Norris.” he said “When I touch water, I
don’t get wet, the water gets Chuck Norrised.” “Ok, can you break the
force field?” “Already did that.” Sam and Michael were running
away.
After that, Olivia and I
went exploring and played on a volcano while Sara, Izzy, and Che Che when
shopping. “Oooooooo, look inside the volcano,” I said. Then I tripped
and fell inside. Olivia thankfully grabbed me by the foot but also fell in.
“Teleport us outta here before we become burned cheeses!” I yelled.
“My powers aren’t working!” she yelled back. We landed in some kind
of net, hard to tell in pitch black darkness. My arms were hurting BADLY! I
landed in the worst position ever. “Where are we.” asked Olivia.
“I some kind of net, I think,” I answered. “HELP! HELP US! WERE
TRAPPED IN A VOLCANO!!!!” we yelled. Izzy who just finished shopping was
the one that heard us. “Oh my gosh! Randy? Olivia?” Where are
you?” “We’re down here in the volcano.” I answered. She climbed
to the top and looked down. “In there???” She asked. “Just get
down here!” Olivia yelled. “Can’t you just teleport out?”
“No, I have no idea why.” “So, do I just like, fall down? I
won’t evaporate or anything?” “No just get down here, there’s a net
it will catch you!” I said. Next thing we heard was Izzy’s screaming
getting louder and louder until it was next to us then it was getting quieter
and quieter until we heard a big KABOOSH! “Izzy?!” Olivia yelled.
Dead silence. “I can’t move my arms!” I said. “Izzy didn’t die,
did she?” “I don’t know.” Then we heard an evil laughter and a
light under us.
Meanwhile
back at the shopping mall, Sara said to Percy Jackson “You know, I bet you
$50 that one of my friends died right now.” “Ummm….. ok” he
said. “Great what a stupid bet I probably just lost 50 bucks.”
“Hey guys.” said Nico. “You know Izzy just died right?”
“YESSS!!!!!” Sara yelled. “Darn it!!!” Percy said while
handing Sara $50. “Ummm… aren’t you supposed to be sad” said Nico.
“oh ya sorry, pooo000000 Irene died! How?” asked Sara. “She fell
down a volcano.” answered Nico. “Ugh at least I have a penny!”
Percy exclaimed confidentily. Che che took it and swallowed it. “Yum!”
Che che screamed. “Ugh…..” Percy said.
Meanwhile
“Ugh. Where are we!” Olivia asked and noticed Snape, Puck, Randy and
Sabrina. “You’re in the long and foster secret
hideout and in a jail cell. Uh duh.” Sabrina said. “I’m PARALYZED!
HELLO!” I screamed. “I can see that.” Olivia
replied. “We are weaponless…” I said. “hey. Aren’t you guys
fairy tale characters?” Olivia asked Sabrina and Puck.
“Aren’t youuu fairy tales.” Puck asked. “Uh people write stories
of our life!” she asked. “And aren’t you a story and
mean?” I asked Snape. “Augh. That JK Rowling. She made me MEAN. I’m
not exactly mean!” he screamed. “Well ok
then…” I whispered a tiny bit freaked out. “Ha. Sabrina..we know of
your little SECRETS!” Olivia declared.
“Sabrina and Puck on trial.” a guard groaned. “WHAT?”
Sabrina asked. The guard dragged Sabrina and Puck. “I
swear I’m innocent! I’m a king! IT WAS HER!” he screamed with fury. “Sure..”
the guard said with an annoyed look on his faceWe all followed well because we
had too.
We all sat back in the jury. “Well, Sabrina, Puck do you know why you are
here?” Jeremy asked. “Uh nooo.”
Sabrina said. “Well, because YOU ARE DETECTIVES AND YOU STOP CRIMES FROM
HAPPENING. Guilty.”
Jeremy exclaimed. “I NEED A TACO!!!!” I screamed. “Someone get
her a taco!” Jeremy exclaimed. “We have run out of tacos sir.”
the guard said. I fainted and Olivia caught me. “She going to DIE!”
Olivia screamed.
Excuse me for the really stupid title. I just felt like using
that. xD
Well, our final math test was a partner one! Which was extremely
fun. My partner wasn’t here so I got in a group with Joey and “May.”
(Quotations cause I’m not revealing her identity.) I think we aced
it to the max!
I’m listening to Z104.3!
GYM SUCKED. Mr.Schoff is still pretty awesome but still. It was I
swear 90 degrees outside! IT SUCKED! We had to do a lap around
to kickball fields. I ran for some of it because “HE” was there and
I didn’t wanted to look like a major idiot. Kayla was almost going
to comit suicide it was so hot. And the water fountain outside had
hot water. So that didn’t help. And we were playing softball..-_-
Well, I got to the 2nd base and got my hit on the 2nd strike. Well,
Leah got us 3 outs -_-
Mod 3 I love you. That was when we got our announcement of getting
out early! “May” and me knew this was going to happen! Well, there
was only like 5 minutes of science so we watched some class videos.
Lunch, world cultures and reading! Then, we got out around 1 something!
Woop! Lots of my friends were going to the pool. But Jiamin and me decided
that we should watch Kung Fu Panda and eat at Tutti Fruiti.
In the van: My mom said that we couldn’t go see the movie or eat at the frozen
yogurt place. It was like somone smashed my vase of hopes and dreams. Which
My mom did like a million times. When I was younger I thought I was going to
be a normal teenager but noo the bad news came! Grenade <3. Well, yea we
went to Old Navy and I got a new pair of coolio sandals.
Olivia was outside today. We talked about drawing and such. Hey, RN Olivia
thinks you are an amazing artist and that your story for the Botb is pretty
awesome!^^ I climbed and tree to fine tune my skills then my shoes fell off so
I scrathed that idea. I helped Olivia and her grandma do a little yard work. I went
in her house. We played on her lap top and watched a few youtube videos then
we went to Izzy’s house. We watched a few off those funny videos Sarah, Olivia
and me(I’m only in two Dx. I have a pretty epic entrance! xD) Yup then we made
a few. In most of them I was Nico from Percy Jackson. But I made him fashionablly
emo..you should know if you read the epic stories. Yup, then we played Mario Kart
I sucked. My best rank was 9th! WOOP!
Now I’m like home alone. Dx Don’t stalk me! I finished my homework even though
my parent probably don’t want me on the computer. xD. AMERICAS GOT
TALENT STARTS TODAY! That’s like my 2nd fav show! WOOP! Well, yea. I have to scan
some off my pictures. They are scenes from Epic Story and such. YUPPERS!
Well, see ya’ll some other time!
I’m sitting at the Mac which is making me almost scream with the speed of the internet, and I’m eating a tiny bowl of Nutella chocolate I melted. Yummy. =D I also have to do a million requests from my friends and the gifts for everyone and SC’s charrie. But I’m procrastinating. C:
Also the main of this post is that I need help with homework! I have to write a short story, 200 words max, that has at least 10 of the words below in it. But the list has the noun and verb for each word, and I have to put in both for each I choose. The short story can be about anything, but please nothing weird. PLEAAASSSSSE HELP ME! I have writer’s block and this is the worst time for it! Could you put it in a post or something, if someone helps? PLEASE GUYS, it’s a lot to ask, but I really need help! I need it in by Thursday, which is the day after tomorrow! OMG PLEASEEEEE HELP ME! TT_TT
Written by Grant and RCG
Grant ran to his house, sparks coming off of his cheastplate. He had lost his cloth covering, but that was the least of his concern. Finally he reached his house where he jumped into his ship, almost forgetting his droid R7. He yelled, and R7 came, and then he raced to the Jedi temple. A minute later he was being repaired. It hurt, but he knew it was for his good. Then when he was totally fixed, he climbed into his ship only to have an idea . He had heard of a crystal that improved the power of the Force, but didn’t remember where it was. He would have to get back to his time, but there was no way he knew to get back there. The only person he knew could let him get there was RA. He raced back to Mir, and jumped out of his ship. He went to the only place Grant ever saw RA; the forest.
RA was perched on a branch, watching silently as Grant walked under her, his head tilted as if searching for something. RA was still fuming about Grant, annoyed at how he would pop up everytime she didn’t want to see him.
Grant yelled ," RA! are you there? I need some help! It would help you against Sophos." Grant sighed, and then mumbled, " It’s hopeless. I’m, stuck here,"
RA knew that Grant would continue until he found her, but she stayed silent anyways. She could care less about what Grant wanted to tell her.
Grant ran home, knowing he could never find RA if she didn’t want him to. So he ran, and then tried to remember what happened before.
RA supressed a smile. Grant had given up. And so easily! She laid back on the tree, and began to relax. Without Grant bothering her, she could finally rest.
Grant searched for the book on the life of Darth Vader. He knew in that book contained the locatian of the Force Crystal. But that book was still at his house. He ran back to the forest, and searched for RA.
As RA stared into the blue sky, she began to feel a chill. It was as if someone made of ice was heading towards her. And as soon as she looked to her left, it seemed she was correct. Someone was staring right at her.
Sophos.
Grant ran to the forest, searching. He felt in his gut that RA was in the forest, and when he arrived, he realized RA was there. So was Sophos.
RA caught sight of Grant, and gave another inward groan. Not now. Sophos, pinned to the ground, also seemed to be a bit crestfallen. But soon, his smile lit up. "Two? More people to destroy!"
Grant thought that RA needed him, but tyhen he remember she hated him. He yelled, " Do you need me?"
"Not a chance," she snarled, as Sophos gave a heave and was soon off the ground. RA said something to him– and it didn’t seem to be very friendly.
Suddenly Grant’s wiredness kicked in. He pulled one of the many afros out of his pockets, and chucked it at Sophos, after putting one on first. Then Grant ran, knowing that he probably messed RA’s plan up. Why do I have to be such a failure, he thought.
Sophos slashed his hand through the afro; fire burned through it and it sliced in half as if his hand was a blade. RA gave a hoarse yell. Leaves swarmed around her, almost as if a tornado had begun to form.
Grant knew RA was probably winning, but he wanted to do something. He decided to give something to RA, to keep. "RA. Use this!" Then he threw one of his lightsabers.
RA stuck her hand out, quivering from the wind blowing around her. She had barely missed it, but soon her hands were in control of the lightsaber.
What was she to do of it? She had never really been a good swordfighter.
Sophos began clambering towards her through the rushing gale of air. RA experimentally sliced, and nearly jumped back in surprise as the air crackled around her, and this time not because of the wind.
Grant knew RA would be able to use a lightsaber, because he couldn’t " I’m such a useless Jedi I bet RN could beat me," he mumbled, Then he walked over to a tree, climbed it, and then watched as RA used his lightsaber.
RA allowed the swirling mass of air carry her several feet into the air before landing on a tree stump. Despite her graceful flight, her hands were clumsy and she barely missed cutting off her own arm. Sophos seemed to be having trouble going through the twisting gust, which RA was thankful for– she could buy some time.
Grant watched as the wind blew Sophos as he sturggled to reach RA. He wondered how RA was doing with his lightsaber. She was just out of his sight. He looked, but he could not see RA- He couldn’t see Sophos either. Were they there?
–
RA seemed surprised as soon as she examined her surroundings. The forest floor had disappeared, replaced by something shiny and metallic. It was as if she was trapped in a room of silver.
She glanced up at Sophos. He was smiling as if he knew something RA didn’t.
RA began to feel a bit panicky, but she refused to allow Sophos to know that. When she tried to allow the miniature storm she was standing on to lurch her forward, she merely slipped.
Curses! The smooth metal had refused the tornado to advance. She touched something on the lightsaber, and the light grew brighter.
Sophos gave a chuckle. "Your little tricks aren’t going to work anymore."
With a feeling of horror, RA realized Sophos had trapped her in an alternate dimension– something beyond her control, a universe where her powers would refuse, despite how miniature it was.
–
Grant panicked. Was Sophos teleporting again, and this time taking RA too? What was happening. Grant jumped off the tree, and instinctivily reached down for his lightsaber. But it wasn’t there. He wondered what was happening. Had he lost his lightsaber? And why was he at this forest? Why was he worried at all?
–
"You won’t beat me, Sophos," said RA, chillingly calm. She gripped her lightsaber, now the only weapon she had against Sophos, seeing as her bow had disappeared. It was as if Sophos knew RA’s strong suit in archery, and forced RA to leave it behind.
"But I for one know," she continued. "The laws of magic. There are boundaries." Her stomach had begun to feel very sick, but she forced her words to go on. "If you have trapped my abilities, yours won’t be much help either."
RA stared Sophos down, now raising the lightsaber, ready to strike at any time.
But Sophos didn’t seem to be very disturbed. In fact, he had his own lightsaber now.
And RA recgonized it as Grant’s.
–
Grant was at his house again, happily watching television. He woke up from his dream about a Jedi, and the strange lady he called RA, and the even stranger Sophos. Now he knew it was only a dream, and it wan’t real. Or was it?
–
Sophos began to twirl the lightsaber in his hands, just as calm as RA had seemed several minutes before. "I know that you’re expecting someone to save you. Eliana, perhaps?"
RA had to admit he was right. After all, Eliana would be able to tell RA was in trouble– wouldn’t she?
"Oh, but what of that Grant?"
RA gave an emotionless laugh. "I care not for him."
Sophos nodded, and gave a slightly insane grin. "Despite whatever you think, he won’t be coming to help anytime soon," he chuckled.
"Why so?" inquired RA, her eyes narrowing.
–
Grant wasn’t sure if this was the reall world or the forest was the real world. Either way, one of them was a dream. He knew if it was any of these tthe best way to go is to go with the flow, at least for now. Suddenly Mom walked in, and said, " Time for dinner," "What is it?" he asked. "Chicked Poodle Soup,"
This definitly was not his world.
–
RA began to feel very uncomfortable, trying to think of the cruel things Sophos might have done to Grant. She opened her mouth, about the retort something just as frightening, but at that moment Sophos charged forward with Grant’s lightsaber, shining multiple colors. RA had seen that lightsaber so many times, but now she knew, was time to destroy either it or the holder.
–
Grant woke up, his hand tied to a tree.. He was tied to a tree without his main lightsaber, and his hands were tied behind his back so he could not get more. We tried top swing, but the ropes were too tight. He did not know what to do, and all he did was reach into his pockets, and pull out a afro.
A lonely miserable looking
girl about the age of 14 peered out her window. The scratchy, rusted wires hung
off her window. The screen protected her face from outside viewers. She truly
wished a wish, for freedom a wish that will never come true. She loosened her
headdress and her long, flowing deep black hair cascaded down to her shoulders.
She grasped onto the silver locket and stared at the picture inside. It was her mother. A kind soul and she looked
exactly like her daughter, that same beautiful hair. Dead now, stoned to death
for because she was walking with a closed relative of her dad. Death was
enjoyed by the heartless Taliban. Why were they so cruel to the girls? She
hated being stuck in the house, simply doing housework. What a boring life to
live!
She
stood on her tippy toes to reach the dresser.
She wasn’t that tall. She grabbed her mirror and sat down. It was
cracked in all sorts of places. She stared at the reflection and her curious,
young, brown eyes shone back at her. She
wondered whether the heartless Taliban would ever lose control. “AVA! Hamid is
here! Come down here right at this instant.” Her father, Sulamun yelled at her.
“AUGH! I’m coming Papa!” Ava screeched. She grumbled, Hamid was nice but she
hated the housework. She was a mass murder under house arrest. She put on a
deep blue chadiri and clambered down the oak steps.
“How’s my dear sister doing?” Her father mentioned to Hamid. Hamid groaned,
couldn’t his uncle just go visit her? “Oh. Uncle Sulamun, she’s quite fine
thank you very much.” He exclaimed. “Well, you could check on her if you could
get your lazy bum and chubby self over there!” Ava screamed and stuck her
tongue out. She had not a gram of respect for her father. Since her father did
not defend her mother when she was about to die. She covered her face with the
itchy screen so the heartless Taliban wouldn’t whip her.
Hamid gave Ava a “why did you say that” stare
and laughed. “Mother, needs us to get some vegetables and for you to make
lunch. So let’s GO GO GO!” Hamid yelped. She picked up a sliced ripe mango and
some yogurt from the table and was off. “Ugh my hair is so long. It covers my
eyes. I’m like a hairy wolf! And my beard has to grow out soon.” he declared. Augh,
that dumb rule, the heartless Taliban made a rule that men had to grow their
beards out. Hamid lifted up a stack of boxes and moved them out of the way. He
was a strong fellow for a 15 year old. Taliban soldiers littered the street at
every corner. Ava’s steps were small and lady like. Her dimples creased her
cheeks from laughing. “Oh wow Hamid!” she groaned who still laughed.
They skipped along to the market and purchased
some goods. “Nail polish you say. Let me just get out my knife. You know the
rules you stupid lady. An amputation” Khusal a Taliban soldier commanded. “OH,
PLEASE! Please no!” she yelled down on her knees begging. He completely ignored
and amputated parts of her fingers. “How brutal was that!” Hamid screeched and
Khusal whirled around and looked at Hamid. The lady broke on the floor weeping
with agony. Ava ran over to help her but Khusal halted her. “No need to help
her!” he declared and pushed Ava out of the way.
Hamid
dragged me away and glared. “Be more careful!” he said sternly. “Who said you
were my dad?” Ava grumbled, brushed herself off and walked away. How horrible
was that!? Someone must be alerted off this! Housework isn’t important at all
now, Ava thought. “Good bye Hamid!” she yelped. “Huh?” he asked but she was
already too far to hear. Hamid planted
his feet on the floor and groaned. “Now what should I do?” he groaned and just
stood there. She gripped her locket
tightly. She wondered how she would alert the people of Afghanistan to stand up
to these cruel leaders.
She ran home as fast as her legs could carry
her. She hoped with all her heart Hamid wasn’t on her heels. Oh, dear it’s
Khusal again. “OW!” a lady cried in pain. What a stupid harmless crime, Ava
thought?! Her chadiri was just a tad bit loose. The Taliban must be stopped in
their tracks. Maybe, just maybe she could convince the city of Kabul that the
Taliban was bad. Even though she lived in Sharif, it wouldn’t take that long. She
passed by millions of Taliban soldiers.
She
paused right in her tracks. What if she got killed! She was only 14! What a waste of a life! But
wait Allah decides whether you live or die. If she died it would be Allah’s
decision. Hopefully, she wouldn’t get stoned to death. She grasped her silver
locket and peered at her mother’s picture. Her mother would always be there for
her, that’s what her dad always said. Hmm. Why did Hamid care much for her and
why was his grip so gentle? Boys so weird, she thought. How would she convince
them with a speech? “Get your fresh ripe fruit and sourdough bread here!” a
merchant yelped. Hmm. How about a snack? “Mr! WAIT!” she yelped and chased
after the merchant. Her stomach was grumbling like an echo through a valley.
While munching on some ripe, freshly picked
fruit, she passed by a crowd of people. There were men, boys, children and
families were gathered around. Khusal not again she thought. “Hey what’s going
on here?” she whispered to the young man next to her. “Oh. This woman is likely
being stoned for stealing from a store.” He whispered with delight. Oh, her
mother was also stoned she thought. Out of respect she lifted her locket from
underneath her layers of clothing. Now her mother could see the pain that being
stoned was like. “This woman is so disrespectful that her name shouldn’t be
announced shall be STONED TO DEATH.” Khusal declared while the crowd cheered.
Ugh,
she was so mad at Khusal and at everyone. She tried to get closer but a Taliban
soldier pushed her away. “Only soldiers can go any close. Or would you like a
whipping?” he asked and briskly pushed me away. She backed away and noticed an
old man cutting diamonds. She could hear the soft, mellow chant. “Let this
woman’s string on like break. Let her spice of life fade. Lead her to a safe
haven. These diamonds of life be destroyed.” He chanted and the same time she
died while he smashed the diamonds. How odd. “Ava!” Hamid screamed through the
crowd. Oh great, how much trouble was she in, Ava though. I hope Ava doesn’t
receive any lashes, Hamid thought. He ran faster than a speeding bullet over to
her.
“Are you ok, Ava?!” Hamid asked anxiously. “Hamid
I’m fine, I’m travelling to Kabul to stop this abuse towards women. You can
come or not. If not leave me alone. “Well fine.” Hamid grumbled he didn’t want
anything to happen to her. AUGH, why does Hamid to be so annoying and
protective like a father? Well, at least he let her go to Kabul it’s so
important. Hamid was super hesitant to even move just great, Ava thought.
“HAMID! Let’s get moving or I will leave you right here on the street to ROT!”
she screamed but Hamid looked hurt. “Sorry this is super important to me.” She
said with a sad look. Hamid cared a little too much for me, wonder why?
Hamid stopped by a little store to get
something to eat. “Hello fellow Afghans….” Ava whispered. “Hungry?” Hamid said
with a smirk. She nodded and started munching on a loaf of bread and plopped
herself on the floor. She swallowed down half the loaf in minutes. They walked
along while people gave them very strange looks. They made a camp and Ava fell
asleep next to Hamid. She woke up and
brushed off her clothes. “Wake up.” She whispered in Hamid’s ear. “Augh.” he
declared and woke up.
After
breakfast they walked for a few hours and finally reached Kabul. “YAY! We are
here!” Ava declared and looked around. “Uh…Yay?” Hamid whispered. “Hey,
what’s wrong?” she asked. “I just…YOU MIGHT DIE!” he said. “Oh. Well, Allah
will decide whether that happens. Don’t worry. Everything will be fine!” she
exclaimed with an uneasy arm smile. She hoped that Hamid didn’t realize the
uneasiness in her voice.
The Taliban soldiers had gathered
around to conduct a meeting. A perfect moment, Ava thought. She ran into the
crowd to see what was going on. It was like a sea of people. Should she do
this, Ava thought? Hamid looked so worried. She stepped away from the vast
crowd of people. Brown dust brushed against her face. “Ack. That’s disgusting.”
She whispered. She grabbed her silver, shining locket. “Should I do this
mother?” She whispered. As if on cue
Ava’s foot moved forward into the crowd. “What?!” she yelped. “What’s what?” he
asked. Ava gulped and nodded her head. Her mother wanted her to do this so she
had to. She bobbed and weaved through
the crowd. Khusal, again! “I declare this meeting to discuss the issues we are
having with women. So we must find new ways to torture them!” he declared with
a smirk. The whole crowd roared.
“Stop!”
she exclaimed pushing herself through the crowd. She talked about all the
horrible things the Taliban did and how they weren’t kind to people. The Taliban soldiers were getting a little
fidgety. Oh dear. She went on faster to get on with the point. “If you stop
then I won’t whip you. If you say another word I will whip you little stupid,
pesky girl.” Khusal hissed. “No!” She yelled confidently. Then, she felt a
searing pain down her back. “No!” Hamid yelped and tried to run through crowd
but it was too hard. The world started to spin and she saw her mother.
“Mother?” She asked. “Welcome.” She whispered with a warm smile and extended
her arms out. She could only barely here the crowd gasp. “Lead her to a safe
haven. She just realized that she was dying! She could notice Hamid disappear
slowly. Now she knew…that Hamid was in love with her. The last thing she saw
in her human body was the old man smash the diamonds. “Stop the Taliban.” She
chocked in a hoarse voice. The old man nodded and slipped away after she died.
A year later, Ava floated through a
beautiful meadow. The flowers looked like a rainbow explosion. “Oh, she was finally
free! The Taliban couldn’t control a ghost!” She declared and realized
something. Only the girls and Hamid could see and talk to her. Her mother came
up with this decision. It was a truly free moment there were no laws and no
restrictions. “How would I help the other girls?” Ava asked herself. She
drifted along reminiscing of the past.
She saw Hamid’s pure black hair flow over his
chocolate brown eyes, her chubby, short father with a beard as long as a
donkey’s tail and Khusal the ominous
soldier with a beard as long as 13
kilometers. Her transparent body floated along the rainbow flowers a truly,
free moment for Ava. She decided that she would go visit Hamid. Since a year
had already passed by without seeing him. The puffy, white clouds looked like
freshly harvested cotton. She took a whiff of the air and smelled the most
wonderful smells. The flower petals were breathtaking and smooth like a glass mirror.
She felt like she was in perfect harmony and enjoyed the freedom she deserved.
Hamid peered out his window gazing at the
bright pink sunset. How beautiful, he
thought. But in a barely transparent face was Ava. He rubbed his eyes, punched
himself and drank some water. “AM I insane?” he asked. “Nope, it’s truly me
Hamid. I’m sure of it. May I come in?” she asked. “Why are you so transparent
and aren’t you supposed to be dead?” he inquired. “Well, I’m a ghost of course!” she declared.
Hamid almost fainted. Was he insane there were no such things as ghosts! “Ghosts
aren’t real! I’m just hallucinating!” he yelped. “Well, apparently they are
real. I’m really sorry for leaving you.” She said and buried her head in her
hands. She drifted across to Hamid’s mud
house. Hamid’s eyes widened to the size of mangoes. “It..Is alright.” Hamid
said. Ava thought about what she could do. Her lifeless body drifted to her old
house. It looked the same yet cleaner. Ava recognized her dad with another
woman. He obviously remarried. “Saluman…..” the lady whispered.
A voice as soft as a mouse echoed through the
whole country of Afghanistan only reaching the ears of other women. Her time
was soon coming to an end. Ava disappeared after that day and was never seen
again. But she never told Hamid the thing she has always wanted to say to him.
I love you. You can still smell the everlasting scent of flowers on her grave.
Only her father and Hamid cared of her death. Her spirit still lives on.
Somewhere out there you may find someone just like Ava, determined, to find
away to over throw the Taliban. But everything comes when time tells it too.
But one question still lingers on. Oh, who’s that, that man who CUTS DIAMONDS?
Okay I have some big news. Remember the post I made about when I went on the Pine Barrens tour? Well, the terrible cry wasn’t what everyone thought it was. It was some kid at my school trying to scare us. We saw a megaphone on the ground near the Leed’s cabin and immediatly thought someone had pranked us.
So me and Colton went to our school’s prankster’s house and accused him of doing it. He confessed it was him and some of the tour people got so mad, they demanded another tour to make up for it.
Well, my mom said we could finish our tour sometime later this summer. Man, am I glad that it wasn’t the Jersey Devil. Although I’m steamed that our school prankster would do that. He’s not going to get an invitation to my friend’s pool party this summer.
Okay, So I got a few questions.
1) Can I have the Staff Page password?
2) Can I update my profile on the About page?
3) RN would you like to draw my RP character to go on my card?(Her description is in a post called My RP Character.)
ZOMBIES ARE CUTE AND ZOMBIES ARE GREAT! AND ALSO I’M ALWAYS HAPPY AND I’M A ZOMBIE AND UM, I GUESS I’M HAPPY ZOMBIE!
Are you people afraid of me?
Read the sentence 3 lines above this one.
Now read the one below me
THERE’S A ZOMBIE IN MY TUMMY! SO YUMMY SO YUMMY!
Now read the impossible mission
IMPOSSIBLE MISSION: Okay so here’s your mission. You have to accept the mission and then refuse the mission to beat the mission.
But how can you beat the mission when you refuse the mission? In the mission checklist you have to refuse the mission but if you refuse the mission how can you do the mission? How do you beat the mission?
Now, what do you think after reading this?
A) I have been sitting no where for the past 50 years. (Even though I’m 10. D:)
B) You just have some minor brain damage on your mind, let me fix that..
C) You’ve been abducted by zombies and turned into their unicorn leader
or
D) You’re just a normal person.
Now, please look down for the answers……
A) Me: Where have you been sitting?
B) Me: I have nothing wrong with me…
C) Me: That’ll be cool, but that will never happen. D:
and
D) Me: Thanks. YOU AWESOMEBBQSAUCE!
If you pick D, your not happyzombieist, your just an awesome friendly person who likes being nice.
Ello. Okay, I don’t want to scare you guys, but I had to tell someone about this.
First of all I want to start with some good news. I’ve offically been in New Jersey for 3 months now ^-^. I’ve also made 3 other friends named Colton, Liza and Marshal. So you can say I’m pretty used to being in New Jersey.
Okay, now the bad and very scary news. If some of you aren’t prepared to hear this, don’t read the rest of this post.
Yesterday, my mom and dad said we could go on a tour through the Pine Barrens of New Jersey, once I heard it I was excited. But I totally forgot about the Jersey Devil. So I called my friends and said if they could go with me. They said yes. I really didn’t want to go into the middle of the woods knowing I might be killed by a hideous monster.
Well, things got worse, our tour bus had a flat tire and no one bothered to bring a spare. We started walking around. And I was scared when I saw a cabin covered in vines and moss. I knew whose it was-The Leed’s House. Where the Jersey Devil was born. I was so freakin scared. I stayed close to my dad. I heard the most terrifying cry I ever heard in all my life. Everyone had paused. I knew that cry. It could’ve been only one thing. You knows what. Our tour guide said we must head back immediatly. I was so glad for that.
There you have it. My most horrifying tour in all 13 years I’ve lived on this planet.
Yah I haven’t posted cause yesterday I was filled with work
and partied. It was quite fun we played this question game
HOW TO PLAY: (This game works with more than 3 people.)
You write down the question and the top of your paper and pass
it to the next person. They write an answer to that question and fold
the question back so the next person doesn’t see the question. Then, you
right a question to that answer. It keeps on going on and on til the paper is
filled or the last one is an answer.
Then, we went downstairs and played kemps. No I will explain kemps some
other time. Then, we got bored so we went upstairs ate dinner, chatted and had
desert. Finally, it was around 12 PM so yea they all left.
I had a bagel for breakfast HA! xD
Well, my family and I are hanging out in Baltimore City you should visit us! JK.
Ya well this is probably my last post today!
Happy memorial day! Honor the soldiers who died in war!
Once upon a time there lived a hobo named Frank. Frank was such a jerk his family kicked him out of the house. So he at cheese, and then ate Charlie the unicorn. Then he walked up to another hobo, and then said, ” Why are you here?” ” Cuz you stink” Then Frank killed that hobo, and he went boom. Then Frank ate the USA, and then went to live in Australia, even though he was too fat to fit. So he killed Charles Dickens, and then ate your friend Joe. Suddenly, he invented a time machine, and went back in time to eat himself. So that was the end of Frank the beef jerky hobo.
This is sorta a Grantm56 Log but my laziness kicked in so I am doing this by email….AGAIN! So here’s my day.
1.Today was our library pizza party, let me explain. Our school library does a thing where is you read over 1,200 pages during the school year, we get a party. So today was PARTY DAY! I remember last year I vomited on that day so I wasn’t excited but I didn’t vomit…yet…
2. At this party there was food, and they had that ring of veggies with ranch dip in the middle so I got some broccoli and stuffed it in my pocket. Then I ran towards my friend Jacob and chucked broccoli at him. So that sorta started a fad for me, so every at my table got broccoli chucked at them. Then Luke said " Put the broccoli down and no one gets hurt" lolz.
3. I owe you guys a Signature Photo Post so that’s coming today i lost a tooth so eat more beans
O.K., I’m going to be gone AGAIN tonight and tomorrow (as I was yesterday and the day before) so if I don’t comment on something, it doesn’t mean I don’t like it, it just means I’M BUSY!
I’m really not a social butterfly, but this has been the first morning I’ve really been able to sit down and relax. I read a good chunk of my book, and it’s getting really good! Unfortunately, all this moving around means that not only am I getting behind on my drawing and reading, I’m getting behind on keeping track of my online buddies! AHH! TT_TT
Now it’s time for an ego-booster for a friend of all of ours that needs it! ^^
Ravenclaw Gurl:
You are an amazing, beautiful (and I can tell from the half-pictures you’ve posted of yourself), and talented girl. But you’re always tearing yourself down! Keep your head up, and you’ll go far. Every time you start to feel bad about yourself, draw a picture (like the beautiful one you posted today) and think, “I have a gift. There are other people in the world who will never be able to create amazing images.” Don’t call yourself a fail and lock yourself inside a shell of doubt, let your light shine! The world needs creative minds, so PLEASE don’t let your fears eat you from the inside-out!
WOW. That was very sentimental, I’m sorry if I embarrassed anyone! ^^” My best friend sent me a VERY bubbly letter, so I guess I’m just in that kind of mood. But I mean EVERY WORD that I said in that post. EVERY. WORD. O.K.? And this goes for everyone: Don’t doubt yourself! You are one of a kind, and you can do things no one else can. So don’t ever stop believing in yourself, and don’t ever stop believing in magic!
Johnny showed me around town–he showed me the mercantile and all the places I’d seen as I walked up the road (I didn’t have the heart to tell him I’d seen them already–he was just such a dear), but he also took me on further up. The road kept on getting steeper and steeper, and I noticed that no one that high up had a wagon or anything. It made sense–a wagon could’ve knocked a workhorse off his feet at that angle!
Up high were the really nice houses. I caught glimpses of ladies in pale-colored, giant-skirted dresses throught he windows, and I saw men in silk vests and expensive, shiny shoes lounging on the large, white-pillared porches.
“And this,” Johnny said, with a theatrical swipe of his arm, “is my office.”
I looked and saw a two-storied building, painted a dull green, sitting at the very end of the road. An old wagon sat in the front, as a monument to some old Sherrif or something.
“We Rangers share it with the law division,” he said, tucking his thumbs through his belt loops and puffing out his chest proudly. “We’re just as important as they are.”
“Mm-hm!” I nodded. “But, tell me, what do you Rangers do? I’ve heard of Sherrifs and the law force and such, but never Rangers.”
“Rangers! You’ve never heard of Rangers?” he said. His tongue tied itself up as he spoke, and he found himself fumbling for words. I was doubtful that my not knowing what Rangers were would get him so agitated, but I couldn’t see any other reason. “We–uh–s’cuse me, ma’am,” he cleared his throat and swallowed hard, “sometimes my mouth does that–y’know? Just gets a little ahead of my brain. Well, anyway, what we Rangers do is we keep this place nice and clean,” he mopped some sweat off of his forehead with the sleeve of his green plaid shirt. With the fabric pulled taught, I was too busy admiring the prominent muscles on his shoulder and arm to really take in what he was saying.
“Mm-hm!” I nodded earnestly. “So you’re kind of like a clean-up crew?”
Johnny’s smile faltered, and I cringed. “Clean-up crew” probably wasn’t the nicest way to put it.
“I’m sorry, Johnny, it just kind of slipped out–”
“No, no,” he laughed, “it’s absolutely fine. And that’s kinda what we are, Anne–”
“Annie,” I corrected.
“–Annie. Sorry, ma’am!” he tilted the brim of his hat again. “It’s kinda what we are, Annie. We clean up around here.”
He squinted into the distance. The upper part of Mashton really did have a spectacular view–it was pretty high up, and you could see mountains going on as far as the eye could see.
“Is that why it’s so beautiful here?” I asked him.
He smiled down at me. “Sure,” he said, “that’s why it’s so beautiful here.”
I was glad he returned his gaze to the horizon–that way, he didn’t see me blush.
The whole scene was pretty romantic–with the spectacular view, the solitude, and the majesty of it all–but just when I felt he was just about to put his arm around me (or some kind of barrier was about to break, something was just in the air), an old man walked out of the station. Johnny’s head whipped around like he’d just heard a mountain lion’s scream.
“Ranger Neil!” he exclaimed. I noticed that his words were starting to get all tangled up again. “It’s–it’s nice to see you!”
“Who is this?” Neil asked, jerking his chin at me.
“This is Annie,” Johnny said, regaining his composure. “She just arrived here yesterday! I was just giving her a look around town.”
Neil leaned back, so his weight was balanced on one leg, and crossed his arms. “Is that so?” he asked. I was afraid of him, for some reason. I don’t know why, but there was just this way about him that gave me the jitters.
Suddenly, he broke the ice with an ear-to-ear grin. “You’ve certainly hit the gold pot this time, Johnny,” he clapped Johnny on the back. “She’s a beautiful girl–and clearly pretty naive, if she’s interested in you,” he winked at me. Johnny looked like he was about to playfully protest, but Neil took on his grave demeanor again.
“But remember, Johnny,” Neil’s voice was so soft I had to strain my ears to hear it, ” the elephants get out at five. And you don’t want those elephants to get out, do you?”
Johnny shook his head.
Neil perked up and smiled again. “Well, it was a real pleasure meeting you, Miss Annie,” he said with a flamboyant bow. “I hope our paths cross again some day!”
“I do, too, Sir!” I said as normally as I could. My mind was still racing from all that gibberish he’d uttered to Johnny. Elephants? I managed a polite nod, which must’ve satisfied him, because after that he went on his way.
Once he was out of earshot, I eyed Johnny curiously. He eyed me back, like he didn’t know what my look was for. I figured he might not know that I had overheard his conversation.
“What about elephants?” I asked.
I could tell my question took him by surprise. He jumped a little, and he responded with a clearly fake laugh.
“You got to watch out for those elephants,” he responded, and that’s all he would say.
Before I could ask any more questions, he brought up the subject I had been thinking about all along:
“I think I’ve got a place you could stay!”
He led me up the road to the very end, but took a sharp left at the office. He kept on leading me up the mountain, through a well-maintained but narrow path. It finally emerged, after a long, hard climb, at a house even further up the mountain. I had thought my view before was nice, but the veiw from here was spectacular!
“This is a great place to live,” he said. “It’s my cousin’s place, but she’s moved to one of those Big Cities for a couple of years, and she asked me to watch over the place. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind if you stayed here, as long as you didn’t wreck her home!”
“No, don’t worry!” I said eagerly. I was itching to get inside and settle down.
“And it’s in a perfectly sublime location,” he said, “if you ever run into any trouble, just go running, tumbling, or whatever gets you down the hill fastest, and you’re right at my office. How does that sound?”
“That sounds wonderful!” I exclaimed. “I’d be so honored to stay here!”
“Then it’s a deal! Do you have any bags?”
“I left them back at the inn,” I realized somewhat desolately. I’d have to make the climb all the way down, then all the way back up!
“It’s alright,” he said, “I can get them for you, if you want!”
“Oh, no!” I cried, somewhat untruthfully. “I couldn’t make you do that!”
“You’re not making me do it,” he replied with a wink, “I want to do it for you! Anything for Little Miss Annie!”
I giggled happily, and put my hands over my face to hide my flushed cheeks. “Well, at least let me come with you.”
“All-righty, ma’am, if you insist!” he said resignedly, as if I was making a disagreeable decision.
The two of us departed, laughing our heads off.
I had completely forgotten the elephants.
(I haven’t been around this story a while, so my writing style might not be the same! Sorry for my long story silence! ^^”)
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