The música blared loudly, and I could still hear it with my hands covering my ears. The other high school students skipped and ran through the dark woods at midnight on their way to a deserted log cabina in the middle of nowhere. I rolled my eyes (like all high schoolers do,) at the others, drunk and incoherent.
I could barely see two feet in front of me, when I banged into a firm wooden door. I stumbled backwards as I cursed under my breath and rubbed my forehead. I then succeeded in opening the door and getting in the cabin. It was warm and cozy, with no party energy whatsoever...yet. I regretted coming to this party in the first place. I then disappeared into the biblioteca and heard the rest of the gang laugh their way drunkly in. I was shocked to see one of the most popular girls in our school walk in, actually sober. Gretchen Baxter. My eyes opened wide in pure shock, as my jaw literally dropped. I quickly shut it. She grinned and then giggled to herself and looked at the ground.
"Gavin...Wiles, is it???" she questioned me.
"Umm...Yeah. You...Read?" Greatest conversation starter ever, I told myself sarcastically.
"Yeah, science fiction. You?"
"Fantasy."
"Soooo...Good party I guess, huh?"
"Yeah, maybe. So...what are tu looking for?"
"I'm thinking of switching it up, and lectura Romeo and Juliet. In history class, we're learning about Shakespeare, so I figured I'd read on of his works while I'm at it. Why not, right?"
"Yeah, sure. Want me to help tu find it? I can if tu want."
"Yeah, that'd be awesome! Let's go!"
A couple of minutos later, I discovered the dusty thing. I brushed it clean, and we opened it and gasped as lights flashed and wind blew violently. Moments later, we were sucked into a different dimension.
I could barely see two feet in front of me, when I banged into a firm wooden door. I stumbled backwards as I cursed under my breath and rubbed my forehead. I then succeeded in opening the door and getting in the cabin. It was warm and cozy, with no party energy whatsoever...yet. I regretted coming to this party in the first place. I then disappeared into the biblioteca and heard the rest of the gang laugh their way drunkly in. I was shocked to see one of the most popular girls in our school walk in, actually sober. Gretchen Baxter. My eyes opened wide in pure shock, as my jaw literally dropped. I quickly shut it. She grinned and then giggled to herself and looked at the ground.
"Gavin...Wiles, is it???" she questioned me.
"Umm...Yeah. You...Read?" Greatest conversation starter ever, I told myself sarcastically.
"Yeah, science fiction. You?"
"Fantasy."
"Soooo...Good party I guess, huh?"
"Yeah, maybe. So...what are tu looking for?"
"I'm thinking of switching it up, and lectura Romeo and Juliet. In history class, we're learning about Shakespeare, so I figured I'd read on of his works while I'm at it. Why not, right?"
"Yeah, sure. Want me to help tu find it? I can if tu want."
"Yeah, that'd be awesome! Let's go!"
A couple of minutos later, I discovered the dusty thing. I brushed it clean, and we opened it and gasped as lights flashed and wind blew violently. Moments later, we were sucked into a different dimension.
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his corazón started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his corazón started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
I wrote this a while back, for my language arts class. Please don't copy, enjoy!!!:)
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
mostrar that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
o cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
mostrar that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
o cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes tu feel free, and then drags tu to the ground
It tells tu that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes tu see what tu want to see
Let’s tu feel what tu want to feel
It puts tu in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at tu in the face for your mistakes
It can help tu find amor o heartbreak
In the end reality gives tu the same outcome
The very outcome tu tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
It makes tu feel free, and then drags tu to the ground
It tells tu that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes tu see what tu want to see
Let’s tu feel what tu want to feel
It puts tu in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at tu in the face for your mistakes
It can help tu find amor o heartbreak
In the end reality gives tu the same outcome
The very outcome tu tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed