Chapter 11
Game on
“So I’ve been knocking on the door for ages,” Talia shrieks. “But tu never answered! Never! And you’re here! And Beth’s here!”
One thing tu learn to not like about Talia, is that she never talks normal, yelling is her normal level of voice.
“Oh…” I stall until a brilliant plan comes to me. “Beth and I were listening to música quite loudly, getting ready for our sleepover with the girl’s and finishing our homework.”
“Good thing your father let me in our I would’ve missed out!”
He is so going to hear this in the morning.
“Okay, why don’t tu go inicial and get your stuff and come back, we’ll be right here.” I say, flashing my fake bright smile that’s conned my parents for years.
“Don’t worry! I’ll be fine!” Talia gives us a smile that makes us back a few steps while in criss cruzar, cruz position.
“So…um.” Beth pauses. “Should we order pizza?”
“Is Grey coming?!”
Not near you! periquito, agapornis wrecker!
“No!” I yell, as I think these thoughts, they both stare at me.
Luckily I’m saved from explanation because Sage and Ali enter wearing grim faces but soon put on a bright smile. “Hey gals.”
“Hi-” What I’m about to say is wiped from my mouth when Meredith enters the room. “What the dulce de azúcar, fudge fuddidy fudge.”
“Don’t freak out, don’t freak out, don’t freak out.” Beth chants under her breath.
“What. Are. You. Doing. Here?” I say calmly, the last thing I need is her joining us.
“For the sleepover duh.” Meredith says.
“And who invited you?” I ask, looking to my two gals, who shrugged helplessly.
“These girl’s were at my house discussing the plans with their little club with my mom, who happens to be parental leader when tu called them and mom told me registrarse them.”
“Club Aprenta?” Beth asked, our little club the four of us made when freshman to have an excuse to hang out after school together due to different classes.
Meredith nodded.
I clenched my jaw. “What about Cal? Aren’t tu hanging around with him all the time?”
Meredith smirked. “My Cal is busy helping improving the world.”
Oh no she didn’t!
All my gals faces had the same expression: oh yes she did.
“Then let’s get this sleepover done!” I dicho with false cheerfulness, sounding like a bubbly cheerleader.
“Yeah, Cal promised me tomorrow morning he’d take me to breakfast.” Meredith looked at me levelly.
“Of course.” I said, looking at her just as.
Game on.
*Thanks for reading! Please review, o fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
Game on
“So I’ve been knocking on the door for ages,” Talia shrieks. “But tu never answered! Never! And you’re here! And Beth’s here!”
One thing tu learn to not like about Talia, is that she never talks normal, yelling is her normal level of voice.
“Oh…” I stall until a brilliant plan comes to me. “Beth and I were listening to música quite loudly, getting ready for our sleepover with the girl’s and finishing our homework.”
“Good thing your father let me in our I would’ve missed out!”
He is so going to hear this in the morning.
“Okay, why don’t tu go inicial and get your stuff and come back, we’ll be right here.” I say, flashing my fake bright smile that’s conned my parents for years.
“Don’t worry! I’ll be fine!” Talia gives us a smile that makes us back a few steps while in criss cruzar, cruz position.
“So…um.” Beth pauses. “Should we order pizza?”
“Is Grey coming?!”
Not near you! periquito, agapornis wrecker!
“No!” I yell, as I think these thoughts, they both stare at me.
Luckily I’m saved from explanation because Sage and Ali enter wearing grim faces but soon put on a bright smile. “Hey gals.”
“Hi-” What I’m about to say is wiped from my mouth when Meredith enters the room. “What the dulce de azúcar, fudge fuddidy fudge.”
“Don’t freak out, don’t freak out, don’t freak out.” Beth chants under her breath.
“What. Are. You. Doing. Here?” I say calmly, the last thing I need is her joining us.
“For the sleepover duh.” Meredith says.
“And who invited you?” I ask, looking to my two gals, who shrugged helplessly.
“These girl’s were at my house discussing the plans with their little club with my mom, who happens to be parental leader when tu called them and mom told me registrarse them.”
“Club Aprenta?” Beth asked, our little club the four of us made when freshman to have an excuse to hang out after school together due to different classes.
Meredith nodded.
I clenched my jaw. “What about Cal? Aren’t tu hanging around with him all the time?”
Meredith smirked. “My Cal is busy helping improving the world.”
Oh no she didn’t!
All my gals faces had the same expression: oh yes she did.
“Then let’s get this sleepover done!” I dicho with false cheerfulness, sounding like a bubbly cheerleader.
“Yeah, Cal promised me tomorrow morning he’d take me to breakfast.” Meredith looked at me levelly.
“Of course.” I said, looking at her just as.
Game on.
*Thanks for reading! Please review, o fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't oscilación me por my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if tu destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't oscilación me por my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if tu destroy me.
No matter how much tu wish for más it happens like the hora glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test por our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test por our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in amor with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in amor with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I walk into
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood por me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To mostrar them that...
Their work was useful.
To mostrar them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to mostrar all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.
The Fields of Sorrow
Once again.
Why do I walk there
Almost everyday?
I stroll along the grasses
Thinking
Bearing a horrible pain.
I think of the world around me
And how much they have inspired me.
I start to cry once again.
All my teachers
All my friends,
They have always stood por me,
When things went wrong.
I want a chance to repay them,
To mostrar them that...
Their work was useful.
To mostrar them that
I am truly thankful.
Why do I have to leave them then
Now?
No, now's not a good time.
But I know it was not intended
That I leave them now.
I want to mostrar all those people
That they have been
The change of my life,
That they have made my life so much
Better,
That they were the flames
In the darkness.