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posted by para-scence
The girls crowded around the muro squealed with delight, then ran off to tell their boyfriends and other friends. As soon as they cleared the way, I saw what they were actuación so giddy about. Another poster to remind everyone that the dance was coming up siguiente Friday. These posters were everywhere! I grimaced to myself. Another dance, where even if tu don't want to go, tu were made fun of for not having a date. Micah came up behind me, and followed my gaze.

"Ah. The dance... tu going?" he asked.

"I highly doubt it," I said, turning to head home. He followed close behind and chuckled.

"How come? I'm sure you'd have fun!"

"Uh, no I wouldn't. And 'sides, no one would ask me. Why does it matter?" He shrugged happily. "Dances are just contests to see who can get the best fecha and where the best dress. It's all so stupid, for a lack of a better word." Micah rolled his eyes. Then he picked up the pace and then walked in front of me. He turned around to stop me in my tracks.

"What if tu went with me?" he asked. My jaw dropped. Crap. Crap, crap, crap. It'd been a while since Micah had showed any sign of liking me más than a friend. The stupid dance blew the whole thing!

"Uh... what about those other girls that asked you? Caroline? Tracy? What about Liz? She's nice, right?" I suggested quickly. Then I felt bad, cause it seemed like I wanted to do anything else than go to the dance with him. Which was kind of the case, but for different reasons. Micah shrugged.

"I don't really like any of them. I mean, they're nice and all, but..." he stopped. "...But I'd rather go with you; my best friend." I breathed a subtle sigh of relief.

"I don't know... tu know I hate dances." He smiled darkly.

"Exactly," he laughed. I punched his shoulder, but he just laughed it off; I'm such a friggin' weakling."C'mon, please?" he asked.

"No, I don't want to." He lightly punched my arm.

"Please?" he asked again.

:"No."

After about a half hora of this, despite my protests, turns out I am going to the dance. I groaned in defeat.

"You'll have fun. Promise," Micah assured me. I rolled my eyes and folded my arms.

"Yeah, whatever," I said.

***

It was the día before the dance, when I remembered that I had forgotten one tiny detail. I still needed to ask my parents if I could go. I went into Mom's room, where she was sitting on her bed, watching TV. Her comforter was wrapped around her body like a giant winter coat. Her hair was a mess, but she still looked beautiful. I crawled across the cama and sat siguiente to her. She smiled weakly.

"Mom?" I dicho quietly. "Would I be able to go to the dance tomorrow?" She turned to look at me like I was high o something.

"You?" she whispered. "To the dance?" I nodded. She frowned apologetically. "I'm afraid you'll have to ask your father..." I know she didn't want me to have to, but if she dicho I could go, she'd get hell for it. I didn't like it, but I understood.

"Ok," I said. I kissed Mom on the cheek and patted her hand. Then I slid off the cama and went downstairs to Dad, who was lectura the paper.

"Dad?" I asked. My voice was already. shaking. He grunted to let me know he was listening, but still kept his eyes on the paper. "Uhm, the school dance is tomorrow. Would it be ok with tu if I went?" He laid the paper down on his lap and looked up at me. He exhaled deeply through his nose.

"Who are tu going with?" he asked.

"Just a couple friends," I dicho quickly. Black little spots started to appear in my peripheral vision. I blinked to keep them away. Dad laughed.

"What friends," he muttered under his breath. He looked back up at me. "Just this once. Don't think that because I let tu this one time that tu can do whatever tu want. Got it?" he asked sternly. I nodded real fast.

"Yes sir," I said. He waved me away and turned back to his paper. I ran away up to my room, where I had to breathe deeply. Even though I had escaped unscathed, I still felt no relief; like the worst was yet to come.

***

That Friday night, I met Micah outside, fearing Dad would see that I was going with a boy. Even though he was just a friend, Dad would jump to conclusions and forbid me to go.

Mom got me a dress, which I don't know how, she barely ever leaves her room. It was long, and blood red. Over it was a thin layer of black cordón, encaje the was over the entire dress, and then extended around my shoulders and down my arms. I liked it, which was shocking to even me, because I hate wearing dresses.

"You look pretty," Micah dicho when he arrived. I laughed.

"So do you," I said, commenting on his suit. "I mean, tu look... handsome." We both laughed.

"Ready to go?" he asked. I nodded. Since neither of could drive yet, we walked to school just like we had this morning.

At the dance, people were everywhere. I hadn't expected this many people to mostrar up. Everyone either had a formal date, o were in ginormous groups of friends giggling and laughing. I stepped closer to Micah, afraid of anyone seeing me in a dress.

"You're fine," he promised. He looped his arm around mine, and walked over to the side of the gym, away from most of the people. I clinged to his side, flinching at any fast movements people made. We stood por ourselves for a while, talking about misceláneo things. I was relieved that no one really noticed us; we just got to be in our own little world. Soon, there was only about an hora of the dance left. Micah held out his hand.

"Would tu like to dance?" he asked politely. My eyes widened. He chuckled. "It's easy; I'll help you." I numbly followed him out towards the center of where everyone was dancing, careful not to make eye contact, yet at the same time not bump into anyone. The songs had slowed down a while ago, and everyone that didn't mind was slow dancing. Great... Micah held out his hand, and took mine in his. I put my other arm around his shoulder, and he put his around my waist. He began swaying us side to side, in a small circle. It was weird at first, and my face felt like it was on fire, but after a while, it wasn't that bad. It was actually kind of nice.

Too soon, I hate to admit, the dance was over. Micah smiled and led me out of school, and we started out way home.

"Did tu have fun?" he asked. I sighed, and he raised his eyebrows expectantly.

"Shut up," I said. He laughed.

"See? I told tu you'd have fun!" I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, I had fun. tu don't have to rub it in," I dicho sarcastically.

He walked me home, and then we got to my porch.

"Thanks for taking me," I sighed. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gone." He smiled.

"Yeah, I know tu wouldn't have." He smiled at me for a while. Then he leaned in and kissed me. For real. It was insane, there are no words to describe it. And it didn't feel like I was besar a brother; it felt like I was besar someone who deeply cared about me, and loved me for who I was. It was amazing.

Then I heard the front door open. I pulled away quick, but not quick enough. Dad stood in the doorway. The light was coming from behind him, so it was a little difficult to see his face, but his voice held his expression.

"Alessandra tu get in this house right. Now," he demanded. I looked to Micah, and he looked shocked, but not scared.

"Bye," I whispered. I stepped in the house.

"Young man I suggest tu get inicial now. It's late," Dad dicho to him. I winced. I wanted to scream when he slammed the door shut and turned to face me. But I kept my mouth shut; Micah was probably still in earshot. "You filthy whore!" Dad shouted at me. He raised his hand and swiped it across my face. I recoiled, my face felt iron hot now. "You dicho tu were going with friends! Not a boy! How dare tu lie to me!" he seethed. "You are grounded for a month! Get your culo upstairs now!" I ran upstairs before he could have another hit at me, and locked my door. I sat on my bed, thinking.

And even though my face hurt like hell, I didn't regret it. I felt wonderful inside, despite the pain. I smiled to myself.

Because Micah kissed me.

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Blah, sorry for the sappiness lol :P
posted by joe-edwardfan
Chapter 2: the Cullen’s
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Why do the FBI get handed everything, she wondered. But what she really wanted to know was why she was the one always stuck with work when most of the other agents and anaylists were just standing around telling jokes and drinking coffee. morgan got back to her asiento and pushed her almendra hair out of her eyes and...
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Skiro
As I walked in I noticed everyone knew someone. I also noticed everyone was wearing uniforms-blue o white shirts and kaky pants. I stood out much más than I wanted to. Though I wanted people to see me, and now a lot did, so I smiled and looked for a place to sit. I saw a group of girls, a group of hot guys,a lot of black-wearing people,and some others that I didn't care to know.
Then there was a mesa, tabla that was mostly empty except for one very cute boy. as I walked toward him I saw más of his features: he was pale-I wondered why-,skinny and muscular-did he play a sport?-,and light blond...
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Lasting Happiness
She stared anxiously at the pot of water on the stove, compelling it to boil. Though the old axiom warned of its counter effect, she had long since dado up on trying to look away from the pot, unable to tear her eyes away. Tapping her foot impatiently, she began to sing quietly to herself to pass the time. It was a merry song, the one she always used to entice travelers from the road to come to her window. As she sang she only wished her tune could charm heat into the water of her pot the way it hechiceras most of the passerby. The thought only seemed to bring her further impatience. The impurity...
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posted by ashesandwine
Thanks to Patrisha727 for helping me decide which POV to write...
Thanks as always to Emmett4ever for that first push in the right direction...
And thanks to everyone for lectura my story:D


"Catherine's POV"


Even in the darkest night I'll find you. Life wanted our destiny to be a wave breaking in the sea, only that,nothing more... But I will not resign to that, I will not give up, we WILL meet again!


I woke early in the morning, my corazón broken into a milion little pieces. I stood there looking at the roof, not wanting to face this new day. I heard my mother call for me:
"Catherine it's time to...
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Chapter Fifteen

Later that día and after cena and playing games with Mama and Sean, Mac knew that after Sean leaves their inicial to go back to his own house and once Jamie cleans them up, put them in their pajamas, and read them a story o two, then she can ask her mother about that odd thing she saw that día between her mom and the man who hangs out with them any chance he got.

It was coming closer and closer. After Sean had left, four of the Thomas family is heading into their ‘getting ready for bed’ routine which means taking a bath, taking sure that the kids had brushed their teeth, used...
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Chapter Fourteen

It wasn’t the cena that they didn’t had before. It was very different. It was a cena of confusion especially for the two little girls.

During the cena of steak, mashed potatoes, and peas, Mac and Izzie watched their Mama and Mr. Sean eat their cena in silent even through Mac saw Sean giving her mother some glimpses of his grins to Jamie to tell her that this was a great cena she served. Hoping that Mama saw those grins that Sean saw her, the only thing she saw that her mother was just eating her dinner, drinking her Iced Tea, and wiping the messes that was on Jake’s...
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My story will start where everybody else's starts. At birth. I was born on a Memorial Day. There was only one doctor and he was too busy watching the Orlando Magic game to help my mother bring a child into the world. And so, I was a half time baby. With the Magics losing, my family waiting in the hall, and the doctor wishing he was watching the game, I was pushed harshly into this cold, bright and scary world.
First words out of my father's mouth when the doctor placed me into his hands, "Heidi's kinda ugly, isn't she?" For God's sake! I was just pulled out of a woman's stomach! The nurses...
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i was a normal 18 año old colledge student until that night that horid night the night that all saftyein my life died it was a cold winters night and me and my friend trent were going to stay the night at the most haunted hospital in the world ( más like most haunted place of death and despair)waverly hlls sanitoryoum. "come on tristen were going to be laughing stocks of the city if we dont go" "trent." i dicho " i dont think we should go" " are u chicening out." he dicho " no" i snapped " but its not right" i argued to him "its these millions of death beads and u have famly that died there and so do i" " he looked mad at me mentioning his uncle who died there but i had to make him stop. "no" he dicho " we are going." to hell i thought if only i new
This is the other version I thought of. Honestly I like the other one better but it's good to think of two versions for a chapter. I think this version is shorter because I didn't want them to have the same dialogue.

I drag Elliot outside with such great force that he almost ran into me outside. I stop and let go with his arm
"What the hell was that all about? What is wrong with you?" I demand glaring at him
"Wrong with me? What is wrong with you?" he damands
"What do tu mean?"
"I saw tu in there drooling over serge like he was a plate of nachos,"
"Yeah so? I like him and he likes me....
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“There tu are, man” dicho Marley. Opal had blood dripping from her mouth; her eyes were shining red as the shadows off the árbol darken her whole body. “Looks like we’re all done here, let’s mover out before they wake up” dicho Alec. Later on while Marley was lying on his bed, the same thought came across his mind, should the others know about their secret. “Marley, someone’s here for you” dicho Marley’s mum. “Hey man””It’s us”. This is Lindsay and Slone Sudiro (Lindsay 14, Slone 12) Lindsay level is higher than Opals, Slone’s is no better than Nathan’s. They are...
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Max’s p.o.v

We saw James come in. He looked at us and rolled his eyes. “Fighting again” he asked, Billy smiled. I snickered. “Billy has a bit of a temper” I joked. I heard Billy snicker. “Both of tu need to shut up. We all need to talk” He said, Billy and I looked at one another. “What is it?’ Billy asked. James let out a deep sigh. “Living room, now” he ordered. We both nodded and went downstairs. Once we got there, all the hunters were there, but no slayers. “What’s going on?” Caleb asked. James took a asiento siguiente to him, we followed. “Billy and Lilly’s family...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
Black moon
Edward left me. edward left me. I couldn’t cope with it how could he leave me? he loved me didn’t he? I was subbing so hard that I couldn’t breath I was picturing his hard emotionless face when he told me he never loved me o wanted me every time I thought about him I subbed harder, my hole body was shaking, it was raining and my hole body was wet I was freezing but I didn’t care I rather die than live without him.im crazy the guy left me and I don’t want to live without him!
My body was freezing and my head was about to explode when I heard someone calling my name
-Bella,Bella,Bella….....
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posted by cassie-1-2-3
Spelling is important.
Grammar is important.
Especially when involving words…

In today’s world, written word is growing más and más common. With the fairly reciente introduction of text messaging, email, IM services, social networks, and online self publishing (which is what we’re all doing here on fanpop when we post articles, and what I am mainly addressing), it is not only important how your words sound, it’s just as important, if not más so, how they look.

link* to me, some people seem to believe that spelling and grammar is not at all important in these self publications.
Just to list...
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posted by TivaRocks
For ncis & Ziva centric fans only. o for people who wants to read some crap >.<


Its hard keeping up long distance relationships, but it’s almost impossible to keep up a very large friendship group when they were all división, split up in different parts of the world, and no one knew that better then the Ace Gang.
Ziva David, Tali David, Ali David, Ari Haswari, Natasha Haswari, Shmuel Rubinstein, Abraham Cole, Aaron Spike, Lauralie Gilmore, Christopher Hayden, Michael Rivkin, Zachery David-Addy, Ryan James, Ashley James, Chad Cooper, Sandra Long, Sam Long, Oliver Todd and Shina Coholan all...
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Chapter One

Lily knew that her seventh and final año at Hogwarts was going to be the hardest yet. Not only was she just getting over the death of her parents in early March, but she had the N.E.W.T's coming up – and to add to all the stress of it, she had been chosen as Head Girl. She had tried to decline the position, politely of course, but Professor Dumbledore would hear nothing of it. The phrase he used in his last letter still made her smile when she thought of it: ”There is no other girl in the seventh año that I would entrust this position to, due to certain special circumstances...
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posted by lindizzle215
hi so im a new writer so please tell me if i should contine escritura this story. Please comment!!!!!
Rated: M


Today my brother Joey and I were going to drive down to the family camp that we help with every año and went here when we were kid’s but know were all teenagers so were counselors now. My brother Joey and I drive together every año and all of our other brothers drive up in there own cars o the young ones with the others. There was a new guy this año his name is Eddie. I think that I will like this kid as I get to know him. I don’t have to share a room because I am the only girl...
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posted by Authorfiction
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Chapter 1
THE SPOILED PRINCE

    In the land of Mayfair, lived a king por the name of Alfred and his wife, queen Jasline. King Alfred and queen Jasline had two children, the oldest Prince Harry and his younger sister, Princess Cilla.
    Prince Harry was a very happy little prince because tu see Harry was very spoiled and rotten. Nobody, absolutely nobody was allowed to say ‘no’ to Prince Harry when he wanted something, o to punish him when he did something wrong o even to criticize him. Whatever Harry wanted to have, Harry had and whatever Harry wanted...
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 "Leonardo"aka Leo the emo :]"
"Leonardo"aka Leo the Emo :]"
Ugh,I knew today was going to be terrible but seriously,does she have to completely suck his whole face like that.I wasn't talking about Lulu and Joel,luckily música was the only class I didn't have those two lovers.No,I was talking about my friend Abby totally lipping her boyfriend Gabe's face off.It was completely sickening.Our retarded teacher never looked back so they spent the whole forty-five minutos in class sucking faces.Juan had the same look I did,the look that make the whole school know that I drank rotten leche o something.A look that would make the janitors get a raise for their...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Belinda’s p.o.v

I heard unsettling laughter, I turned my head to what I expected to be Justin, but no instead I saw Millie sitting beside me with vodka in her hand. She smiled once she noticed I was awake. “Hey there sleepy head” She said, I looked around and saw that we were in Justin’s shed but the buckles that were once around my wrist and ankles had been undone. “I thought I might just go ahead and undo those considering they were pretty tight” She dicho before taking a sip of her vodka. I closed my eyes and look down, the whole where Justin has stabbed me was gone. “How did...
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