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posted by HarryPLover
We were walking through the mall almost about maybe, 20 feet from the door. He hadn't dicho a word to me since the whole Jose thing half an hora ago. Matthew was purposely walking behind me, though only a few feet away, still I wanted him at my side. I stopped and looked back at him. He was stopped his walk with his head down. I walked over to the side of him. I reached for his hand that was poking out if his pocket. Then he did the most crazy thing I think Ive ever seen. He actually stepped back so i wouldn't touch him. He seemed to think it was funny, o maybe it was my startled face that gave him that little snicker he thought I couldn't here.
I followed his step and reached out to grab his hair this time, again he moved, but this time it was a step forward. I heard him laugh again. This time he did it loud enough to where I could hear. I walked to the side of him, but he knew I was already reaching for him por the time I got there so he moved a step back. Grr. It was frustrating now, but I couldn't deny it....it was pretty fun. This whole back and forth thing went on for another 3 rounds until I just could not take it anymore.
"Matty." Yes, I pulled out the perrito, cachorro dog eyes and the whiny girl voice. It was ridiculous that it had to come to that but he knew just as much as I did, he could not resist the voice. Especially because I called him Matty. I was the only and i mean only one who was allowed to call him this. So when I dicho it, it made it special. In this case, it helped me win.
For the first time since the ice rink he looked at me. He had that vulnerable look. Matthew just could not stay mad at me.
I went up to him. Slowly, I tucked some of his behind his ear.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was thinking, and he was being a total jerk..." i was starting to babble when he hushed me with a quick kiss.
"It's okay love. That wasn't your fault."
"But It seems like it!" I tried to not be whiny.
"Listen. I'm sorry If I made tu feel like it was all your fault.... i amor you."
I really did feel my corazón melt.
"No, I amor you." I saw him smile for the first in an hour; though it seemed like forever to me.
"Happy Anniversary love." Eyes just glittered like the ocean and his voice flowed like the waves. I kissed him sweetly. Then he reached out for my hand this time and kissed it. We walked out of the mall like nothing had ever happened.
Matthew opened my car door for me and insisted that he close it. Got in. Started the car and drove off into what happened to be early evening sunset. We pulled up to his house and saw that his brother had company over. When we walked in we saw them snuggled up on the sofá so we just went upstairs. We walked into Matt's room. It was fairly clean. And fairly clean to Matthew was like Mr.Clean clean to everybody else. Matthew just was not a messy person. His cama was made to where tu could do that thing where tu would bounce a coin on the cama and it bounce back. His clothes were all folded and almost everything was in order. It is almost impossible to find a clean calcetín in a teenager's room let alone a whole closet. He just was not normal....but...I think that is what I amor most about him.
I went and sat on his perfectly neat bed. He took over his chaqueta and hung it in his closet. I saw him look at his stereo. Then I saw his smile.
"You wanna dance?" I heard the hope in his voice but i also heard the scare.
"Dance??? Like slow dance?"
"Yeah. tu know how to don't you?"
I felt my self blush.
"No...."
"Well, I can teach then, if tu want.?"
"Umm..Okay." I was nervous that I would hurt him in my attempt to actually dance with him. he started the slow song. He didn't put it very loud so I couldn't hear what the actual song was. For segundo it seemed like he floated towards me, he took my hand and grabbed my waist. I guess he was a little nervous too because his pulse gave him away. He took a deep breath.
"Umm Jaz, tu gotta move."
I had forgotten that we were dancing when I looked into his eyes. They seemed to be glittering with happiness. I felt like such a dork.
I finally started moving with him.
"Ouch." First time I stepped on his foot.
"Ah,I'm sorry."
"Its okay. i prepared for a few of those." That made me feel worse because he even knew I was gonna suck at dancing.
I stepped on his toes a few más times and then I finally got the hang of it. Slowly I started to float around just as he did. It was quite beautiful. I rested my head on his shoulder and began to close my eyes. It definitely felt like a dream but I knew he was too real to be a dream. Our amor was too real.
posted by NormalcyIsDead
A little girl walked around the open playground, her solid brown eyes looking at the ground, sun shining on her straight auburn hair. It was her first día of segundo Grade at a new school, and she didn’t know anyone there. She much rather liked walking around and looking at all the little bugs and twigs and other stuff she could find, though, instead of playing Tag, o swinging, o making necklaces out of dandelions.

As she stooped down beside the tire house to poke at a little colony of ants, she heard a humming noise. She looked up and saw a little boy about her age, sitting on the top...
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posted by anbonie
He respected bang, but it happened nothing. Anyway they hurried, because clock wasn’t usually wrong. Butler crashed bars.
When they came out of shaft, in cold room was bang. Bodyguard grabbed Pieter and with him ran across the garden and jumped in pond. He knew that pool is connected with house and it is going to be too dangerous to jump in it.
In the pond there were no many chances to survive. And it was late autumn and it was ice on surface.
But they haven’t got any other chance. Butler and Pieter waited for explosion and when they were face to face with fuego they sink. Slave was all time...
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posted by TheFictionists
 Evlynn
Evlynn
Honestly, I never thought I would become a vampire.

Well, I was expecting it..sort of. My parents are distant and weird and awkward. They don't talk much. Well, I don't talk much. In general. Well, ever. I mean, a seventeen-year-old eleventh grader..with bright yellow eyes and blue-black hair..who would want to talk to me. Honsetly, if anyone did, I'd run away. Literally.

Back to my point. So basically waking up to your parents saying, 'Good morning sweetheart, you're grandparents were vampires, and tu are too' isn't exactly a good morning. I'm not like a old 'I Vant to Svuck Your Bluhd' vampire....
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posted by Shadowvixen49
He sits, staring blankly at the tray mesa, tabla seven inches from his face. He leans his head ever so slightly to the right, then ever so slightly to the left, watching the black line jump the sides of his nose. He has watched it every día of his life, always taking it for granted, never questioning its presence. But it is here, on his hands, his pants, his shirt, his nose. It is everywhere, a defining edge, mostrando the ending of one yet the beginning of another. It changes from points of view, disappearing in your vision while still existing in your friend’s. It is there but cannot be touched,...
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It's been so long. So long since those opening words were penned in that coffeeshop. So long since we drew scars on our foreheads. So long since we waited for Hogwarts letters. So long since we declared ourselves Potterheads.
Potterhead isn't just a title, it's a way of life. It's twirling sticks and casting spells. It's drinking butterbeer and calabaza juice. It's riding brooms and playing Quidditch. It's living the stories we love.
It's hope and love. Eternal glory and surviving día to day. It's the truth of the world. And, perhaps most of all, it's memories.
Potterheads come in different forms,...
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posted by InvadaMiz
The door slowly creaked open, and out came Snowbell, the twins' snow white kitten.The twins sighed, Miyu picked Snowbell up, while Nakku closed and locked the creaky door.There were huge thumping noises coming from upstairs, getting closer to the door.Nakku quickly pulled Miyu back into the safety of the kitchen, their mother's skin was pale, and she had the most terrified look in her widened eyes.
Nakku and Miyu started explaining what had happened when they were in the attic.
"That means she caught up with me then."Their mother said, everyone else had fled to their rooms when the thumping had...
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posted by shenelopefan
Sandra

"A los sueños"

Y se asomaba ella por la ventana y miraba con ojos de desolación el paraje casi silencioso de su barrio. Veía pasar a una mujer con sus hijos, a los niños jugando contentos y a las señoras que pasaban tranquilas por la calle. Sonreía vagamente cuando algún ave volaba cerca de ella. Se escuchaba un sonido lejano de autopista, oyéndose cada tanto el ruidoso motor de un camión. Sin razón aparente ella miraba por la ventana, buscando la respuesta invisible a un interrogante que no existe.

También ella me miraba a mí. Cada tarde, yo salía a tomar sol para despejarme;...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-The siguiente Day-
I was still getting over the fact that Cameron called me last night. It was just to ask about Mercury, but he still called me.

I was already downstairs eating cereal.At least that still tasted like cereal and not like meat. After I was done, I gave my bowl to Gram, and left for the school bus.

-At School-
Cameron came up to me again. "Hey Vanessa."

I looked around nervously. "Cameron, no. tu know we can't be seen together."

"It's okay, Mercury's not here."

Believe it o not, Mercury never missed school.

"Don't tu see Cameron? She's testing you. She's probably watching us right now."...
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The first time I saw him he was digging ketchup out of a bottle with a knife. he was bent over the desk, red brown hair covering his face. With a crooked grin he turned around to face me.
"want some" he gestured to the big red mess of what I think might have been a sandwich.
"um... Maybe latter" I replayed setting my libros on the counter. I had just started a new año in high school, and was currently third period aka, inicial Ed class. Probably one of the most unusefull class ever. Well here I am walking in to a class room of new faces, and with just one look at my new partner I know that I defiantly...
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As Cierra Fray ran through the cold forest, the scent of blood filled the air.
The stomping of boots behind her became louder and louder as time went on.
"Over here, men!" A loud voice said. "I can smell her blood! Come out, come out wherever tu are!" The voice was the head of Asru, the organization whose prison she escaped from.
The thick brush scraped her bare arms and legs, giving her deep cuts. Poison Ivy nicked her dark skin. Hopefully, Cierra looked up at the night sky for some sign of a way out. All that was there was the moon, mocking her. It was free, and she wasn't. Well, not with...
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posted by noahnstar1616
-One Week Later-
"Let's go, we're going to be late for school", Francine called from outside my front door.

I hopped my way toward her, since I apparently sprained my ankle on the night of the accident. "Thanks for the help." I roll my eyes. She grabs my libros off the cocina table, and I grabbed my crutches.

-At School-
Zoey was waiting for us at the entrance. "Finally!"

I came toward her. "Nice to see you, too." They helped me to my locker. "Why didn't tu guys come see me in the hospital?"

"I don't like hospitals. They're fill of sick people and germs", dicho Zoey.

"And I had a soccer game", said...
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OK, so, with the holidays and the business of school, I have decided NO party chapter. I won't be able to write it for a while, anyway. So, let me just put it this way:

Over the span of.. let's say 6 weeks, Miranda, Sam and Alexander became better friends, and Sam still had a crush on Alex. Sam was still friends with Skye, but, being with the popular crowd, was pulled away and restricted from "hanging with the nobobdies."

Soon, Skye's friendship with her became a hatred and a fuego started and now, she hates Sam. So, Sam, Alex and Marie are all on friends terms (Alex and Sam.. well, lil' higher) and Skye is frienemies with Sam.
posted by DxCFan123
I was terribly tired por the time class was over. I though I was just going to collapse. They had us run a track 10 times, do excercises in the heat, and then we had to sit and do a lesson on responsibility (then again, it was a responsibility class)

"So, um, I guess I'll see tu at school tommorrow!" I dicho before we departed

"Uh, it's a Friday! Know what? Miranda's having a party this weekend. tu should come! Here's her address" he said, then pulled out a piece of paper with Marie's address on it.

"Uh, thanks! I'll try to come!" I yelled, then waited for him to be out of sight.

"Okay, ONE, I...
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posted by AceUnlaced
Eight of them stand in a loose circle, bags dangling off their shoulders, slouching. They exchange glances and then they are off, their sneakers padding the pavement, barely making any noise. One por one, colorful masks go sliding over parte superior, arriba of their faces. Some pato under the break in the chain link fence and the rest hurl themselves over parte superior, arriba of it.
    The dusk does not cast shadows and that it when they travel best. With their backs pressed against the rough brick of the alleyway, they hesitate a moment to catch their breath, running over the plan one last time in their...
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posted by DxCFan123
I walked to my locker and turned the knob. 57892. It swung open and I took my bapckpack out of it. I zipped it open and dropped my homework- which mostly was things to review- and sighed in relief. It was hard to carry them, after all.

"So, you're Sam?" someone asked. I jerked my head up to see the girl with blonde hair.. Miranda, I believe her name was. "Nice meeting you. I'm Marie. Everybody calls me Miranda, though." she said

"Oh my.. gosh.. You're, like, the only person I've told me real name to!" she then exclaimed

"Uh.. really? That's very nice to know. Um.. what, exactly, is the point of...
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posted by problematic124
****Please don't copy***
Chapter 3
The case of the brownie
That feeling from earlier today hadn't gone away, in fact it intensified. I was still spooked por the time I got to school.
"You okay Kyle"Fable asked as I jumped at the slightest sounds.
"Yeah just a little...jumpy"
Before Fable could ask why Mr.Derelo came in and started the class.
"Okay guys pick partners, today were going to undergo the experience of an illusion. Were going to make this classroom look like something out of the 1950's, and it's going to be a house haunted por a ghost"
"In your groups your going to write a reportar about the...
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posted by problematic124
Prolouge
1982
The rain had stopped hours ago,but the man didn't notice. He was lost in his own thoughts. He felt abandoned and unlove,probably because he was. A twenty año old man living in his car all alone,just because of his stupid mistakes.
When the man was younger he was kicked out of school because he sent the science lab on fire, he was only fifteen.
Then his parents kicked him out because he threatened them with his shotgun,he was seventeen at the time.
All though his parents were good to him he hated them.
They tried to help him find a inicial but the man wanted nothing to do with them....
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posted by GodIsGood
Chapter One

Dark Lord Fallen

In a dark pub in Germany sat a middle-aged man wearing strange robes and a pointed hat. He stared listlessly into the glass of mead sitting in front of him.
Another man, wearing the same strange garb, entered the pub. He scanned the people inside for a moment, then strode over and joined the first man. When he didn’t look up from his glass of mead, the impatient segundo man rapped his knuckles against the table.
“Nikolas,” he said. “What have tu heard from our Lord Druidrick tonight?”
Nikolas tore his gaze from the glass of mead and looked into the second...
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posted by AbbieCoast
I saw a girl
Across the room today.
I studied her face;
Obsessively watching every detail.

I found her lips to be
A soft pink,
Laughing in a big way
—a big, big way—
And she was unaware that her smile
Was so goofy and unreal,
Yet her laugh was loud and meaningful
And echoed in my ears.

Her eyes were distant,
Glowing.
What was she thinking of?
What could be going on?
A million little thoughts zoom por my head,
I wonder if one big thought is in hers.

I stared,
She unknowing of me.
She could be pretty, I decided,
If she tried to be.
She wore no make up
And a very modest dress.
Why?
Why wouldn’t she mostrar off
To the...
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posted by Ragefulchimp
Shaped roughly from the rain.
Jagged crevices cut crudely
Not enough patience.
They rudely act out of duty.
Except for the movement that exists here
While the Spheres wait patiently for years

To be tormented from the cemented clouds
However their ever so patient, ever so patient.
Waiting for an ending of the intelligent, ignorant, belligerent.

The battle scarred unknowns secretly wait alone.
For the intricate impatients to lay ruined in lacerations.
Petty conflicts of constant greed, destroying all nations.
So the weather hardened unknowns, wait to be alone.