March 31, 2012
Ergh, I am sorry for double posting!
Well, tomorrow’s my birthday and I am going to be turning 13! Big whoop..Mentally, I think I am turning 8 xD.
I am finally going to be seeing the Hunger Games movie! Did you know they are making Catching Fire in NOVEMBER! You what that means…
(Insert super sparkly heart here)
My favorite character!
If they make him ugly, don’t include “Do you want a sugarcube and forget a single victor I shall go all death mode e.e
Wee, I also like the band One Direction now!
(Insert heart symbol here)
Thanks for all your characters! Hehe, this is going to be a fun story to write. Gawsh, I have a ton of stories to write. And about Creators of the World my friend is working on Clark one of the characters she made up and I am writing about Natasha (Foxface’s) character. We need to get all the intros done with then move on the meeting and kidnapping. Yurpdurp.
Oh and my pirate story! I got some of the chapters figured out!
And Star in the Sky..I have got the basic plotline its just I need to elaborate.
And Learning to Forget..eh I got that except for the next volume things gotta to be worked out.
Anyways! I am in the car waiting for my mom!
Bye! (I would RP with anyone but I am on my phone e.e)
March 31, 2012
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I had a super kewl idea. The series is called “The Reasons for Seasons.”
Well, it is going to rotate around the 12 months.
Plotline: Long ago the month clan stood united, powerful and stable. Queen Rosalina wanted to take over the world and destory all humans. But the clan destroyed her. The ones to lead them all were the heir of January and June. But after she was destroyed, they knew she would rise again. But the clan was so strong and pow!erful they doubted it could be destroyed. But over time the clan seperated amongst theirselves and became enemies with one another. August and January came to despise each other. Queen Rosalina has risen again but with the help of the all mighty Seasons. Will January be able to lead them all but will their grudges for each other prevail?
January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November and December.
Sorry the one’s crossed out are taken and also for June and July I was thinking they would be twins so if you wanted June and July you can take both of the twins. Make them have a power of empathy. I also thought they would be younger, they are the only exception of not being in highschool. Mac babysits them >:U
The characters would sort of have traits like their months and powers too.
Like March would be like Irish and be a leprechaun xD. I dunno. Be as creative as you like.
I was sort of thinking, they all had to be like a clan and..do something? *so descriptive* I will think, so make your characters!
You can put 1 character for now. If I need more I shall tell you :3 They all go to the same school so I need Freshman, Sophomores, Juniors and Seniors.
Relationships (crushes, friends etc):
Name: January Flur (get it flurry xD)
Looks: She has long black hair and sharp blue eyes that sparkle like an ocean. She is pretty pale and slim. But she is not deathly pale or bony like a twig. She has full red lips and a good natured face. She is like a raw unnoticed beauty like fresh snow prints in winter.
Personality: January is kind hearted and soft spoken. She always looks forward to the first snowfall of winter. She smiles like a kid on Christmas Eve. Even though she is quiet she enjoys going to party and talking with her friends but not getting drunk. She is modest and good natured but sometimes slacks off. But she gets extremely competitive at sports. She is very talented at snowboarding and ice skating. She loves the colors blue, gold and yellow. She is a very good drawer and carries around a sketchbook and treats it like her diary.
Flaws: She is distracted easy and turns everything into competitions
Likes: Snowboarding, champagne xD, New Years, snow sports, first snow, Winter Olympics, Adele, drawing, blue, gold, white and snowflakes
Dislikes: summer, warm weather, August, being called Jan-Jan
Hobbies: snowboarding, skating, hanging with friends, watching tv, sketching/drawing
Relationships: Has a crush on March(Mac) but pretends to despise him and is enemies with August rest is TBD
Powers: She has the power to freeze things and people, she can also read peoples minds and can cause blizzards.
Name: March Darcy but known as Mac cause March is a girly name. So no one knows his real name.
Looks: March has shaggy bright red hair which is usually covered by a hat and has forest green eyes. He is very handsome and had his share of girlfriends, but there is this one special girl. He is pretty muscular and has the typical gangster look. He also has a small four leaf clover tattoo on his shoulder. He has bright red lips.
Personality: One of those troublesome cool kids who is always up to trouble. He is quite rude and sarcastic but is great at any sport. He is quite a prankster and always has tricks up his sleeve. He loves dancing so he catch the ladies but be warned he is a severe player.
Flaws: He just wants to be cool and popular. His trust is hard to keep and he really is not that loyal.
Pets: A salamander named Roxy who is red with black dots. He keeps her in his jacket and some how she has managed to stay alive. He is always planting her in girls things and scaring the heck out of them.
Likes: skateboarding, dancing, sports, reptiles, rapping, hurting people, being a gangster, bling, green, being a player and basketball
Dislikes: people who piss him off, wannabes, cheaters, babysitting
Hobbies: Pranking, sports, beating people up, stalking, rapping
Relationships: Likes January, rest is TBD
Powers: He can place curses on people, temporarily hypnotize people and pause time.
Can’t wait for the characters!
Don’t forget April and September are reserved.
March 30, 2012
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Chapter 1, Chosen, Click Here
Don woke up, his head pounding. Although he had awakened, he didn’t open his eyes. If he could freeze time right now, lie warm and protected, safe and sound, he would. No question. But he couldn’t. He had to get up and face the day after the reaping.
He still couldn’t believe that he had even chosen. But after all, a small part of him had always told him he would die young. But… But what if, what if he actually managed to kill some, enough as to he would live…?
No, he reminded himself firmly. You are not going to live. So snap out of it!
March 30, 2012
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It’s Spring Break from some of us, and, well, I really miss rping with you guys. We get into the strangest situations. Please, can you guys starting showing up at the chat now? If all of us go, chances are we’ll run into each other, and we can have a fun rp session.
I’m done spam posting.
March 30, 2012
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The Seam is a place where poor people reside
In the woods there’s something Katniss hides
A bow and arrow and her hunting gear
Oh, Katniss has no fear
She slips into the fence which is rather easy
But many don’t do this ’cause they’ll feel a little queasy
Katniss climbs trees and shoots down game
Pulls her string and then takes aim
She then travels down to the illegal Hob
And Greasy Sae buys her wild dog
Katniss walks back home and sees Primrose
Just how much she loves her, it really shows
Well, his name is Gale and he’s besties with Catnip
Gale’s alright at hunting but it’s his snares that do the trick
Apparently there’s no romance between the two
But I reckon there’s quite a lot, don’t you?
That other guy’s name is Peeta and he was a tribute
To this funny love triangle, he contributes
In the first arena Katniss ditched the poor guy
But later heard the new rule and knew they both wouldn’t have to die
Yeah, in the second arena it was made like a clock
“Tick tock, tick tock, this is a clock”
Beetee made Katniss escape the place
By blowing up the arena in the Capitol’s face
In the third book, Katniss was catching fire
But because of her duties, she was beginning to tire
Cinna made Katniss a Mockingjay suit
Plus a bow and arrows, which she loved to shoot
They film some propos and bring down ol’ Cappy
Did I mention Katniss hates Haymitch Abernathy?
Anyway, at Snow’s execution Katniss kills Coin instead
“I’ll be president,” Paylor said.
So in a almost cruelty-free world, Katniss was free to love Peeta
She realised that she didn’t need Gale with his fiery…heater?
They had a couple o’ kids even though it took years
For the new family Kat and Peet have created, let’s give three cheers!
March 30, 2012
That awkward moment when a girl walks up to you and says, “Do you shave?”
And you reply, “…No… e_e”
March 28, 2012
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The good news: I have an A in Science
The bad news: I have a C in Math
The good news: my head doesn’t hurt
The bad news: my tummy does
The good news: My English teacher thinks I’m really smart
The bad news: my Math teacher thinks I’m really dumb
The good news: I did my math homework
The bad news: I lost my math homework after I did it
The good news: I got a 100 on my homework assignment (Hmm… And I graded it myself… See a connection?)
The bad news: I got a 61 on my math test (I did NOT grade it… See a connection?)
The good news: I’m not sick (yet).
The bad news: everyone else in my family is
The good news: I’m taller than my cousin
The bad news: I’m fatter than my cousin
The good news: I got 5 pencils on Sunday
The bad news: I managed to break them all in three days
The good news: my mom will take me to the store (a weekly routine) to buy new pencils
The bad news: my mom will not buy the pencils for me
March 26, 2012
Well, my iPod’s Home button is stuck again. And I’ll be gone just as long as last time.
Maybe I shouldn’t use it as often as I do.
March 23, 2012
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(doesn’t contain too many spoilers)
-the dramatic scenes
-Cato, Clove, & Glimmer
-The end and close to the end, they were the best acting parts (I didn’t want it to end)
-Caeser Flickerman & Effie Trinket
-The Game room or room where they programmed the game
-How it was it good book-movie linking movie
-And a great movie, you knew what was going on whether or not you read the book
-Seneca Crane’s beard
-Seneca Crane’s suit
-The chat with Gale (sounded forced)
-The reaping. It wasn’t dramatic enough.
-When they had the trackers inserted into their skin (looked like it hurt a lot)
-All of Peeta’s subtle head shaking/ knodding (did you notice it?)
-The size of the Cornocopia (too small!)
-The size of the supplies (too small!)
-How they portrayed Foxface
-The mutts (just weren’t scary and I wanted to see the eyes)
The only part I cried was when Seneca Crane was in the room, and tried the door, which was locker, and then the camera zoomed in on the platter of nightlock.
But really, the movie was pretty good!
March 22, 2012
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You know how lots of kid shows have bands sing their theme song? Phineas and Ferb’s theme is sung by Bowling For Soup, what’s new scooby doo is sung by Simple Plan.
And I think there’s a lot more…
March 18, 2012
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I’m really hoping the switching of POVs doesn’t annoy/confuse anyone.
March 17, 2012
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What the title says! It’s Spring Time! Well, Almost.
This means I have about two months left of school! (:
And Track Season starts.
And Spring Break in April.
I just finished my Poetry unit.[Along with State Tesing.] And this means I got a Greek Mythology unit coming up!
Stuff I know I’ll be doing in this unit:
-Writing a Play about a random Myth that’s chosen randomly
-More plays [Already Written]
- A slideshow on a god/goddess of my choice. [I dunno who to choose. I like almost all of them...]
- Reading a lot of myths. I know at least half of them in the book.
So yeah, It combines two of my favorite things. Mythology and acting.
I have decent-ish acting skills. I mean, at least I read things with emotion. Besides, I’ve never had professional training before.
Anyway, I have yet to tell you about my Theater adventure and my trip to see the Lorax. Remind me later.
Chapter 11 of Reincarnation is on hold. [Like Chapters 9 and 10 were.] My life is too busy at the moment. But I promise I’ll fill your e-mail inbox with several chapters this summer, and even try to finish it, then make some edits, and have a final copy. I’m getting way ahead of myself.
March 17, 2012
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- Putting two “i”s in the word “things” will make people think you’re stupid
- Putting pink hair dye on black hair doesn’t make any difference
- Showing up at school with purple hair will get you dress coded for distracting other students
- Purposely avoiding a teacher’s eyes when s/he has just asked a question will probably get you picked
- Buying blue eyeliner in front of relatives will only make them frown upon you
- Consistently grumbling about that Disneyland trip you can’t got to will get you grounded
- If your phone goes off in class, be honest and just say “It was me”, or else the teacher will hold you in that class for minutes after the bell rings, and the counselor will be called to go through everybody’s stuff
- You need to remember that getting Coin Magnet in Temple Run does NOT mean you are Invincible
March 16, 2012
There are plenty of ways how it’s taking over my life. First, I’ve spent all my pocket money on buying the books. And I will spend what I earn this week on watching the movie. They replaced the tampon ad at my bus stop with a Hunger Games ad. The majority of songs in my playlist are from the soundtrack. I’ve been looking at teasers instead of doing homework and I draw HG-themed pictures in my free time. When I’m bored on the bus or in school I pretend I’m Katniss undercover in the Capitol.
March 14, 2012
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Read Until The End (Final Friends Trioligy: The Party, The Dance, and The Graduation)?
Please tell me if you have, I’m dying to discuss these stories, even though they’re kinda old. But still, they for rereleased last year, so I’m hoping someone has read them.
Note: If you decide to read these, don’t yell at me if you don’t like them. I’m warning you right now, the book’s completely stupid, but something about that stupidity makes me like it a lot. Also, note that I like it, and I’m someone who likes Twilight, so… But it’s not about vampires. It’s a murder mystery kind of. I’m babbling now so I’ll shut up.
March 11, 2012
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Chapter 2, Rose Garden
“Sure, I guess if I won’t intrude.”
“Course they will be fine with it!” I said with a smile. I was glad that An wanted to eat lunch with us! It made me feel all warm inside.
I vaguely remember why I had such a sick obsession with flowers, not any flowers. Roses, any colors the bright cherry red ones, the soft pink or pale yellow. I didn’t care, they were all roses.
A while ago when I was around 5, my mom picked me up from my classes. It was a bright and warm spring day. A day in April when the flowers were just beginning to bloom. In school I was made fun a little that my hair was bright red, they called me strawberry. It made me feel sad but alas I still have my bright red hair color. I have thought about dying it blond but my mom loved my red hair. I shall never disobey her thoughts.
My mom wanted me to feel better so she brought me to a beautiful meadow. She set me right near the roses, her favorite plant.
She had told me that even roses were beautiful they were armed and dangerous. She gently picked up a rose and gave it to me. Her crisp green eyes were sparkling with joy and expressing kindness. She said that people were like that to, their exterior might me rough, hard and rugged but you have to learn to appreciate what is in the inside.
That mere analogy has made me appreciate the true reason of roses, not just to look and pick up. But to appreciate the armed beauty those flowers had.
People are like roses rugged on the outside but absolutely beautiful on the inside.
Ever since my mother, Genevieve passed away I feel that roses are my only hold on my mother. My last bit of hope, that last star in the sky. The brightest of them all.
“Um..Cain? Are you alright?” An asked curiously.
“Oh yea! I am totally fine!” I exclaimed my face flushing a little. Whoah, I totally just zoned out in front of her.
We walked down to the botanical gardens, my favorite place of all. I walked over to the roses and I took a big whiff of the beautiful flowers. An smiled her dimples showing.
“Hey Cain! Over here!” Halley explained and waved. When she saw An her smile quickly evaporated into a frown. Why was that?
“Oh hey An and Cain?” Jordan asked confused.
“Um hey guys! Where is Sam?” I asked.
“Umm..I think he got lunch detention or something like that?” Jordan said with a shrug.
“Hey is it fine if An joins us for lunch?” I asked.
“Sure it is fine with me.” Jordan said and Halley kicked him. An stood there her bright eyes changing to a stormy gray. I wonder why?
“NO!” Halley said immediately.
“Come on Halley give it a rest.” Jordan said smoothly and calmly.
“Fine.” She hissed.
“It is fine I can sit somewhere else…” An said her voice trailing off as if she was in another world.
“No no. Just stay.” I said and An took a seat next to me. It was strange, as if An and Halley knew each other and had a strong relationship. It was very confusing to think about.
“Hey Jordan can you come with me to warm up my lunch?” Halley asked and Jordan nodded. They ran off together.
I grabbed two croissants from my lunch. I preferred my croissants warm not cold for some reason. It has been a habit for me since I was very young. I just remebered I had to get a project from my art teacher!
“Jordan! Could you warm these up for me?” I asked.
“Alright Halley. But why would you warm them up?” He asked me confused.
“Hm..WHATEVER!” I exclaimed very annoyed and walked away.
I put Halley’s food in the microwave and got distracted by Sam who was walking by.
“Sam! Where were you!” I exclaimed.
“Detention..” He grumbled and I laughed. How could he get lunch detention?
“Mhmm…” I said. The microwave started beeping really loudly. Shizz.
“JORDAN! WHAT THE HECK DID YOU DO TO MY LUNCH!” Halley screamed. I looked at the croissants and realized that they were mostly burned. Whoops, stupid Sam distracted me.
”Sorry!” I exclaimed and she smiled. She looked so much nicer when smiled.
(Psst they looked kind of like this Bad Croissants checked!
“Well, what are your interests?” I asked An while eating my sandwich. She was politely eating her wild rice with a smile on her face.
“I like drawing, soccer, listening to one direction and hmm. Just hanging out. Hey, why are you so obsessed with roses? ” She said calmly.
“On..umm do you think that is weird? Well, it reminds me of my mother…” I said softly. She probably thinks I am a crazy weirdo. She smiled.
“No, that is so sweet.” She said with a shining smile on her face.
“Ooh did anything interesting happen here?” Jordan asked with a smirk.
Lunch carried on normally.
“I will be right back guys!” I exclaimed and ran. An sighed.
I ran to the rose garden well because I needed to seek out my mom for advice for guidance. After, lunch I always did this. Visiting the roses was like me visiting my mother’s grave. But it still brought hope to me. Some days I feel that as if my mother is here, still standing by my side. I sighed. I wish necromancy was real. I would certainly risk my life for my mother, her life mattered more. I wish that I was the one who died. I never really told anyone this but it is a little embarrassing sadly. Sometimes, I act like a girl. Hm, let’s change this. Well, most of the time.
I picked rose and got rid of the thorns and felt the soft petals. They were so beautiful.
“So what are you doing here?” An asked.
“Oh just looking at the flowers.” I said a little embarrassed.
“It is fine. That is nice you are doing this. Thinking of these beautiful flowers as your mom. It is heart-warming. I have never seen such a kind and caring guy like you. I am a little surprised that you don’t have a girlfriend.
I blushed, those were the most kindest words anyone has told me. But the only girl I want as my girlfriend was An.
“Thank you An. That was very kind of you.” I said and smiled.
Well, what a romantic moment. I came up with another idea. It may be better than this one…So I am going to type up the first chapter for that and see how I like it. But I might continue this one but it won’t be for Pandora’s challenge :3
March 10, 2012
(AUTHOR’S NOTE: Here it is,Part Four. LOL,I haven’t been posting these for such a long period of time,I seriously FORGOT what year I left off at. So here I am,scanning through the posts,looking for Part Thre- Okay,so we left off at 1780. Anyway,enjoy! ~SN)
Tiberius had fallen back into some uncomfortable sleep after the dream. Inside his mind,an image was playing out.
Tiberius had almost thought they would make it.
He had managed to rouse his mother and siblings from their sleep and herd them from the house,telling them that Father had ordered them not to wait for him. Tiberius’ tone was so insistent,so urgent,that not even his mother hesitated.
They followed Tiberius to the cove,stumbling in the dark,clutching their bags of secrets and whatever other bags they could easily carry.
Halfway to the boats,they heard the explosion.
“FATHER!” Katherine screamed,running back toward the house,but Tiberius grabbed her arms. “STOP IT! You can’t help him!” But Mother was already running. Thomas-the stupid oaf-shoved Tiberius aside,and he and Katherine raced after her. Only ten-year-old Jane stood still,staring at the distant flames as if she was wondering who had painted them. She turned to Tiberius. “Tiberius? W-where is Papa?” At that moment,Tiberius felt ten years old himself. He wanted to scream in rage in frustration.But he had no choice. He had to be the adult now. “It will be alright.” He had said,taking Jane’s hand in his. “I’ll protect you. But come. We must first help the others.” Together,the two followed everyone to the house.
The fire was too intense for them to get close. Upon awakening after being hit repeatedly by debris (AUTHOR’S NOTE: LOL,see what I did there?),everyone had left,and were arguing about who had started the fire. All Tiberius could hear was Luke saying,”Vesper was here,Katherine. THIS IS HIS DOING!” Before passing out from his injuries, Tiberius noticed three words written out in ash. “DAMIEN IS ALIVE”
(AUTHOR’S NOTE: Okay,we’re going back to reality now…)
Tiberius awoke in another cold sweat,but when he came to his senses,he realized he wasn’t in India anymore. A voice sounded over an enhanced sound system. “Hello,young Tiberius. Welcome…. To the Vesper killing chamber.”
March 8, 2012
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This is the story of how I met her. The girl that changed my life forever. I still remember her soft silky voice like it was yesterday. Lilliana Nathalia Gerheart. Why did she have to go? Why did she have to return to her home? Her true home?
My name is Oliver Sanders, and this is the story of how I fell in love with a fairy.
CHAPTER 1: Silk
Talk of a new student has been going around like wildfire. And I ended up being one of the first to know. Because I saw her, my eyes helped me see her. I was happy they did.
She had a beautiful smile. As beautiful as the moon and stars glimmering together in the night sky. Her eyes were as blue as the sky on a clear day. Her hair was blond, like the sand on a clean beach.
The part I noticed about her most was her soft, silky voice. She used it like it was precious. Soft, sweet, personable.
“What are you doing staring at her?” Brendon asked me, snapping my out of my sudden daydream.
“Brendon! Don’t do that!” I snapped at my friend. I still stared at her. She turned at me, just a glimpse, and continued walking right on by, heading on to her new class. She was being guided by Alice Opal, a popular girl in our school. Alice has everything: a smartphone, a fancy red car… an attitude problem… she’s just holding it in right now. I could tell that she’s envious through her grey eyes. While the new girl…
“Oliver!” Brendan shouted. I really wanted to slap him right now. But then he notified me that the bell had rung for the next class.
Family Consumer Science class was next, and I noticed that the new girl was in my class. She looked at her cooking supplies and smiled, gentle, warm.
I looked sullenly at my tray of ingredients. We were making breads. Ms. Wenston, the teacher, called this the “Bread and Pastry Test”. Ms. Wenston always thought us students were these expert chefs and make a dish perfectly. Why did I have to have a perfectionist teacher?
I looked at the new girl again. She was preparing the ingredients, gracefully and gingerly, as if she put care into a dish.
I just smashed mine together. And I rolled mine out and rolled it up. A “croissant”. Really, I needed to improve.
The new girl was making rolls. She gracefully kneaded her ingredients together, like it was precious, again. Why can’t I do that?
I stashed my “croissants” in the oven and waited impatiently, still watching her. She, using her dexterous touch, placed the tray of dough in the oven. She set the timer and waited patiently, oven mitts ready.
My croissants were done, and I put them out of the oven. Darn, they look horrible.
I swear, no one would be able to tell these were croissants. I tasted one, hesitantly, and it was horrible.
When she took her rolls out of the oven, they looked perfect. She even glazed them with HONEY. HONEY. The teacher gave her a wink as she walked by.
“Wonderful job, Lilliana.”
As she noticed my croissants, she picked one up and took a bite out of it. For a second, there was a look of disgust present on her face as she tried to consume my concoction.
“Nice try, Oliver,” Ms. Wenston said to me, “you may need a little extra help.”
“I can help.”
I turned and saw Lilliana coming towards me, disarming, caring, gentle. She handed me one of her honey rolls. I took a gentle bite out of it. It was so delicious.
“I’m Lilliana, but some people call me Lili. It’s nice to meet you!”
“I’m Oliver,” I replied nervously.
She looked down at my croissants, “Oliver, I think I know what the problem is. Besides from the fact you rolled it up awkwardly, there is too much salt in there.”
“I’ll roll it up better next time. And add less salt.”
She nodded and walked away, back to her table. Lilliana had just walked to me, me, and gave me cooking advice. Something felt special about that.
end of Chapter One
March 6, 2012
This is the story of how the team “The Dragon’s Butterfly” came to be. The most roughest and toughest, yet graceful and beautiful team on the seas. Love is found in the strangest places they say.
Chapter 1, You Found Me by the Fray
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin’ on the floor
“Goodbye, Mrs. Clyde. Thank you for the lessons!” The girl exclaimed and ran off in a hurry. Finally, the awful dancing lessons were over. Belladonna, was wonderful and talented at dancing but she simply despised it.
“Bye, my dear Princess Belladonna!” Her teacher exclaimed after her. But her teachers exclamations were drowned out by her thoughts of sewing, riding her horse Night, painting and reading all sorts of literature or poetry. She did not want to be a gentlewomen, her brother forced this dreadful task upon her so in the future she could be a great housewife. Belladonna was 17 but she cared more about getting a successful education than doing the things her brother, Prince Andrew assigned her to do.
“Belladonna! I have something to tell you!” Andrew exclaimed.
“What?” She asked hoping that Andrew got a few things for her horse Night. But she highly doubted that. Andrew, was an awful older brother, he broke her mother’s heart and acted as if he was her father and controlled her life in his very hands. It was ever since that fateful day her father died of the Plague, her brother ‘Prince Andrew was never the same.
“You are getting married.” he said nonchalantly.
“WHAT?” She hissed her beautiful turquoise eyes turning into an ice crystal.
“It is final, you are getting married to Prince Ian.” He said. Prince Ian? She had heard many rumors of him, that he married at a young age and had many many wives. He was stone and cold hearted but very attractive. She could not live with a harsh man like that, she would much rather die.
“I am not! Father said that I am not pick my own husband! Since, when were you Father! You are not as kind or as a wonderful person as he was! I WISH YOU DIED!” She exclaimed. Andrew grabbed her by the collar of her dress.
“Ever say something like that again and die.” He said and strutted away. Belladonna sighed, she did not want to marry this awful man! What would she do? But then it became evident, she was going to run away. She did not care about the costs, she had to go now. But where would she go? She had no clue.
Belladonna packed a few things in her satchel, her favorite book Little Women, a sketchpad with a few pencils and a few things for sewing. She did not how long she was going to be gone. She slipped on a gold chain with a black horse locket. The backing was silver and the black gem was polished bright.
Belladonna put on a dark blue cap and settled for a a short red dress with long black pants.
“Emalie, come!” Belladonna exclaimed. A small petite girl with long curly brown hair and chocolate brown colored eyes. She was wearing a simple black maids dress.
“Yes miss? You hardly call me. Is everything alright? You look wonderful! Your straight blond hair and turqiouse eyes. Oh, and your slim waist. Wait..where are you going?” The maid babbled.
“Emalie, did you know that you were always my favorite maid? Thank you. I shall be leaving, do not tell anyone that I left and where I am going. I am running away. Good bye. Please, take care of my horse Night.” Belladonna sighed and jumped out the window. Belladonna handed Emalie a ruby necklace as a gift. It minutes Belladonna was off.
Belladonna ran like she had never ran before. She felt like a horse, wild and free with no limits just full freedom. Belladonna was finally happy.
On the dock was a large boat called the ‘Mermaid Melody.’
“Wow! It is beautiful!” Belladonna exclaimed and stared up at the ship. It was no elaborate ship but it was beautifully crafted and sculpted.
“AH! I HAVE GOT YOU NOW PRINCESS!” A pirate exclaimed and grabbed Belladonna’s small waist.
“Let go of me you filthy scumbag!!” She screamed and kicked the man. The pirate groaned and quickly applied a pressure point and she fainted.
“Is the Princess awake?” A pirate asked.
Belladonna’s eyes fluttered open and she quickly sat up. She was surrounded by lot of filthy pirates who examined her like a rare specimen of butterfly.
“What do you want with me!!” She begged. A pirate with strange striped hair and a segment of striped skin slapped her in the face. She let out a soft shriek.
“There, now shut up.” He said most of the pirates were surprised by his rash actions.
“Hm, Stripes. That was not that kind to our visitor was that?” A man said calmly. Belladonna immediately felt as if she was in the book Snow White, she was the princess, the pirates were the dwarfs and this man was the prince. He had light brown hair that hung over his eyes and his eyes were the color of cinnamon. He was very handsome and tan. He was quite muscled too. Belladonna immediately felt a soft blush rise upon her cheeks. But she decided to dispel the thoughts of this man who walked into the room.
“Looks like the Princess likes someone..” The pirate with strange stripes said with an amusing smirk on his face. Belladonna angrily threw something at the pirate’s face. He rubbed his face making sure it was alright.
“Stripes, may I talk to the Princess alone?” He said with an irritated expression on his face. Belladonna quickly got up and held her bag as if there were a hundred diamonds in there.
“Wh..what do you want with me!” She said trying to show a hint of courage in her exclamation but it only showed to the man that she was just as scared as brave.
“Don’t worry, you shall be back to the palace in no time! I just got to think of a good amount so ransom you for and starve you a little they can be worried!” He said cheerfully. Belladonna’s eyes widened, she came here to get away not to get sent back to the palace! She could only imagine Prince Andrew’s fury when they send her back, maybe a beating or worse he would hurt Night! Wait, but Emalie had her precious horse nice and safe. Hopefully.
“You can not send me back! I refuse too! But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the East, and Juliet is the sun!Arise, fair sun, and-” Belladonna said and was interuppted in the middle of her sentence.
“Aye! I do not need you to go about quoting literature and such. Just shush. Why on Earth would you want to be with a bunch of rugged pirates?” He asked very curious on the fact that she refused to leave. And her whole quoting of Shakespeare, made him a little home sick. Belladonna’s face flushed which he concluded that happened a lot.
Belladonna felt a little offended that her Shakespeare quoting was interuptted since she adored him. She thought he was brilliant playwright. She wished he were alive so she could actually talk to him.
“Oh..sorry. I just adore Shakespeare. Well, my brother was forcing me to marry the most heartless and cruel Prince. His name is Prince Ian. But he is very rich and handsome. But has no care for anyone else, maybe not including his parents…” She said very softly and stared down at her feet.
“Well, you are going to miss being pampered little lady? Don’t they do everything for you!” He said trying to hide his smirk. Belladonna stared down at him angrily, she would show him!
“Well, if you think I am so used to ‘palace life’, I am going to become a pirate then!” She exclaimed and stood proud without a look of fear on her face. She would show this man what she was made of! Horse riding was no easy sport!
He smirked, she would probably be begging him for mercy the next day. Which would be very amusing to watch. It did not hurt.
“Sure, I bet you are going to be begging on my knees! Well, change already you stink. Well, maybe that is because he dropped you in the ocean..but it is all good.” He said.
“Wait..where and what’s your name?” She asked.
“Just call me Dragon like everyone else. No Captain Dragon to you. You will be staying with me because the only person I really trust is Andre..” He said.
Belladonna sighed, she was not to keen on wearing men’s clothes. She took the smallest clothes he had went to the bathroom. She felt refreshed after her bath and her mind felt clearer. She had realized she had probably dropped her shirt outside. She guessed that..Dragon was somewhere else so she could go out without being noticed.
She tiptoed outside and picked up her shirt.
“What are you doing!” Dragon asked his face reddening.
Belladonna shrieked and jumped up trying to cover herself. Dragon snickered for a little while.
“Augh!” She exclaimed and put on her clothes in the bathroom.
“Are you ready to become a pirate!?” He asked hoping she would be whimpering in fear or some other girly thing like that.
“Of course! I am up for the challenge!” Belladonna replied her eyes shining and bright. She would show him!
Authors note: Not that original in the plot…but what do you think? Well, each chapter is going to be based of a song like how this one was based off You Found Me by the Fray. This took me a while to write cause I just could not find a good endpoint to stop this! I hope you enjoy this! Yay for new stories for me to write!!
Yes, the hunger games is coming out soon and I am beyond excited!! I am seeing it a week after with my friends and then we are going to eat lunch and hang out. So excited!! And my birthday is in less than a month and on Spring Break? Who could ask for a better birthday present? Maybe, some normal weather not strange 40′s, snow, rain and suddenly sparking into the 6o’s kind of weather. Maryland has some freaking strange weather..
Pleaseeee check my story blog :3? http://storiesofrandy.wordpress.com/ It is in a desperate need of a makeover…I know xD.
March 6, 2012
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And this is MY math homework. Sorry for the cruddy quality, but it isn’t that bad for an iPhone camera.
Ahhh. Law of cosines.
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