Tides
The sky was a canvas painted with pastels. Just before the sun truly dicho goodbye, it hung in the sky. Her eyes sparkled and her hair shinned with the last light of day. Salt water filled her lungs as she took a deep breath. Sand began to cave in on her feet when she tried to mover them from where they were. She stared once más at the now deserted playa and thought, maybe a little longer? But no, she couldn’t. She was too good to break her parent’s curfew, and with the first día of school nearing, she knew she needed a good nights sleep. She slowly brought herself to her feet and grabbed her things. As she left she heard a boy’s voice behind her, “Wait up!” She swiveled around to see a handsome boy, not much older than her, jogging with something in his hand. To shocked to speak, she stood there, waiting. The boy was tall, tan, and had gorgeous brown eyes. His hair was cut neatly, but yet, it still looked shaggy, “You dropped this.” He held out his hand and inside of them were her favorito! sunglasses.
“Oh!” She gasped, “Thank you! These are my best pair!” She exclaimed, brushing off some sand that had stuck to the lens.
“Well, be sure to watch them más carefully.” He dicho teasingly. She giggled and he laughed. At that moment, bells and chimes began going off from what sounded like far off in the distance, when in reality, it was only in her purse.
“It’s my mother.” She dicho to the boy,
“Hello mother?”
“Where are you?”
“On my way I swear! I just dropped my…”
“Well hurry! First día of school tomorrow and it’s almost past your curfew! tu know how your father gets!”
“All right, goodbye mother.” The girl sighed. She heard the line go dead and she hung up and looked back at the boy.
“Well, I guess that’s your cue, huh?” The boy said,
“Yes, it is. Well, I suppose we may run into each other again sometime?” She said.
“Yeah, hopefully we will.” The boy dicho slowly back up and turning around. The girl started to walk inicial when she heard him call out, “Wait! I never got your name!”
She quickly spun around and responded, “Kacey!” What yours?” She saw the boy turn and smile, but he did not reply. Why didn’t he tell me his name? She thought to herself. But she decided not to think too much of it. Why did his name matter? At least, it didn’t matter yet.
“Hun, wake up! It’s your first día of high school!” Kacey’s mom dicho as she walked into her new room and flipped on the lights.
“Ugh! Why? Must I go mother? I don’t know anybody!” Kacey complained.
“It’s freshman year, really, nobody knows anybody.” Kacey’s mother replied. “Now get up, I’m making breakfast.”
Kacey, as slowly as possible, got out of her cama to pick out an outfit. She grabbed her new cotton dulces multicolored tank parte superior, arriba and threw on her shorts and black All-Stars. She grabbed her curling iron and make up, and walked into the kitchen. Her mother was there at the microwave,
“Stove’s not working so I’m heating up some oatmeal.” She smiled,
“Yummy. Wait, where’s father?” Kacey asked looking around.
“Sleeping in, he had trouble sleeping in the new house.” She dicho softly.
Oh. Kacey thought. She put on her makeup and curled her hair as quickly as possible. Barely having enough time to eat and brush her teeth, she ran to make the bus. There was one other person at her bus stop. A girl who looked older than her who wore too much eye makeup for her taste and all black, which had to be unbearable in California summers. Kacey tried not to stare at her but it was kind of hard.
Once she climbed the stairs on the bus she looked for an open seat, which wasn’t hard since she was one of the first stops, but she didn’t want to pick a bad seat. Kacey decided on the fifth asiento back on the right, hoping it was an okay choice. Calm down Kacey, it’s just a seat. She finally exhaled for the first time since she got on the bus and grabbed her iPod. She turned on some Katy Perry and closed her eyes. Relax, she kept telling herself. She felt her corazón rate slow down and lucky for her, her bus wasn’t nearly full por the time she got to school, so she could sit all por herself.
Once in the outdoor commons, Kacey looked around desperately trying to find the “A Hall.” She quickly spun around and ran into someone, “What the?” He dicho sounding angry. Everything in his arms had fallen to the ground.
“Oh… my… god, I am… so sorry! I’m new here, and I didn’t see you,, and I’m really nervous…” She began to ramble but to her surprise he started laughing.
“No, it okay, really it’s my…” But he stopped talking once he saw Kacey, “Kacey?” He said. She looked at him and realized this was the boy from the beach!
The sky was a canvas painted with pastels. Just before the sun truly dicho goodbye, it hung in the sky. Her eyes sparkled and her hair shinned with the last light of day. Salt water filled her lungs as she took a deep breath. Sand began to cave in on her feet when she tried to mover them from where they were. She stared once más at the now deserted playa and thought, maybe a little longer? But no, she couldn’t. She was too good to break her parent’s curfew, and with the first día of school nearing, she knew she needed a good nights sleep. She slowly brought herself to her feet and grabbed her things. As she left she heard a boy’s voice behind her, “Wait up!” She swiveled around to see a handsome boy, not much older than her, jogging with something in his hand. To shocked to speak, she stood there, waiting. The boy was tall, tan, and had gorgeous brown eyes. His hair was cut neatly, but yet, it still looked shaggy, “You dropped this.” He held out his hand and inside of them were her favorito! sunglasses.
“Oh!” She gasped, “Thank you! These are my best pair!” She exclaimed, brushing off some sand that had stuck to the lens.
“Well, be sure to watch them más carefully.” He dicho teasingly. She giggled and he laughed. At that moment, bells and chimes began going off from what sounded like far off in the distance, when in reality, it was only in her purse.
“It’s my mother.” She dicho to the boy,
“Hello mother?”
“Where are you?”
“On my way I swear! I just dropped my…”
“Well hurry! First día of school tomorrow and it’s almost past your curfew! tu know how your father gets!”
“All right, goodbye mother.” The girl sighed. She heard the line go dead and she hung up and looked back at the boy.
“Well, I guess that’s your cue, huh?” The boy said,
“Yes, it is. Well, I suppose we may run into each other again sometime?” She said.
“Yeah, hopefully we will.” The boy dicho slowly back up and turning around. The girl started to walk inicial when she heard him call out, “Wait! I never got your name!”
She quickly spun around and responded, “Kacey!” What yours?” She saw the boy turn and smile, but he did not reply. Why didn’t he tell me his name? She thought to herself. But she decided not to think too much of it. Why did his name matter? At least, it didn’t matter yet.
“Hun, wake up! It’s your first día of high school!” Kacey’s mom dicho as she walked into her new room and flipped on the lights.
“Ugh! Why? Must I go mother? I don’t know anybody!” Kacey complained.
“It’s freshman year, really, nobody knows anybody.” Kacey’s mother replied. “Now get up, I’m making breakfast.”
Kacey, as slowly as possible, got out of her cama to pick out an outfit. She grabbed her new cotton dulces multicolored tank parte superior, arriba and threw on her shorts and black All-Stars. She grabbed her curling iron and make up, and walked into the kitchen. Her mother was there at the microwave,
“Stove’s not working so I’m heating up some oatmeal.” She smiled,
“Yummy. Wait, where’s father?” Kacey asked looking around.
“Sleeping in, he had trouble sleeping in the new house.” She dicho softly.
Oh. Kacey thought. She put on her makeup and curled her hair as quickly as possible. Barely having enough time to eat and brush her teeth, she ran to make the bus. There was one other person at her bus stop. A girl who looked older than her who wore too much eye makeup for her taste and all black, which had to be unbearable in California summers. Kacey tried not to stare at her but it was kind of hard.
Once she climbed the stairs on the bus she looked for an open seat, which wasn’t hard since she was one of the first stops, but she didn’t want to pick a bad seat. Kacey decided on the fifth asiento back on the right, hoping it was an okay choice. Calm down Kacey, it’s just a seat. She finally exhaled for the first time since she got on the bus and grabbed her iPod. She turned on some Katy Perry and closed her eyes. Relax, she kept telling herself. She felt her corazón rate slow down and lucky for her, her bus wasn’t nearly full por the time she got to school, so she could sit all por herself.
Once in the outdoor commons, Kacey looked around desperately trying to find the “A Hall.” She quickly spun around and ran into someone, “What the?” He dicho sounding angry. Everything in his arms had fallen to the ground.
“Oh… my… god, I am… so sorry! I’m new here, and I didn’t see you,, and I’m really nervous…” She began to ramble but to her surprise he started laughing.
“No, it okay, really it’s my…” But he stopped talking once he saw Kacey, “Kacey?” He said. She looked at him and realized this was the boy from the beach!
another monday,at waysway high school. Vanessa for hated school for mainly for 1 reason. susan.katie.ashlee.the meanest,popular,and prettiest girls in the school.they always taunt vanessa for being different. people thought ashe was different for her personality,but,that wasnt the only reason.
there was only one girl who didnt care if she was different.kylie.kylie was the smartest gilr in school,thats why she got made fun of. she was a nerd. though she had no braces,gloasses,or anything.in fact,vanessa thought kylie was prettier than susan,ashle,or katie.
People think they know vanessa,but,they dont,not yet. she had a very terrible,scary,and strange experiance.when tu hear it,it may seem like a dream,but,its all true.its not a lie.its not a tall tale.its a true story. 100% true
this the satory of Vanessa Colorado.
there was only one girl who didnt care if she was different.kylie.kylie was the smartest gilr in school,thats why she got made fun of. she was a nerd. though she had no braces,gloasses,or anything.in fact,vanessa thought kylie was prettier than susan,ashle,or katie.
People think they know vanessa,but,they dont,not yet. she had a very terrible,scary,and strange experiance.when tu hear it,it may seem like a dream,but,its all true.its not a lie.its not a tall tale.its a true story. 100% true
this the satory of Vanessa Colorado.
Serena
Kayla was raped in her own house.
What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.
When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.
That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.
The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but tu don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe tu just don't have the strength to carry on any more.
tu can dry up the tears tu see, but tu can never dry up the tears your corazón sheds. Because when tu cry, your corazón gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
Kayla was raped in her own house.
What's more, her dad is reported to have committed suicide. Before he even heard that his own daughter needed him.
When I was little, I always had the blind faith in my mom. That she would always know which way to turn on the road. That if we got lost, everything would be fine.
That she would never desert me. Like Kayla's father has.
The girl is slumped against the wall, crying. You'd think that you'd eventually run out of tears, but tu don't. It's just that, after a while, maybe tu just don't have the strength to carry on any more.
tu can dry up the tears tu see, but tu can never dry up the tears your corazón sheds. Because when tu cry, your corazón gives up a little piece of itself that will always grieve. Always. I have every reason to know.
I put my hand on her shoulder, and she doesn't shake it off.
I hate you
But I just can’t seem to break you
Do I want tu here?
Do I want tu gone?
Everyone says your such a tease
But not to me
Are tu real?
Are tu fake?
Do I need to be
With this drama queen
tu spout lies
No truth to be found
Why am I still
Trying to see the good in you?
Is it worth it?
Should I listen to them?
They tell me to go
Before I’m a victim
Of tu mighty undoing
I won’t fall
I’ve made a promise
Can I keep it?
Will I leave?
Will I remain?
Promises
Sins
They all appear
The same
Lies
Sentences
Preach the
Difference
I’m listening to you
I can’t break you
I’m falling now
No one to catch me
Do I leave now
That I’ve fallen
Are tu worth my time?
Am I worth this pain?
God, help me choose
For this is not my decision
Any longer
I’ve put my faith in my despair
Now mostrar me the answer
Tell me what to do
Do I stay
o do I leave you?
But I just can’t seem to break you
Do I want tu here?
Do I want tu gone?
Everyone says your such a tease
But not to me
Are tu real?
Are tu fake?
Do I need to be
With this drama queen
tu spout lies
No truth to be found
Why am I still
Trying to see the good in you?
Is it worth it?
Should I listen to them?
They tell me to go
Before I’m a victim
Of tu mighty undoing
I won’t fall
I’ve made a promise
Can I keep it?
Will I leave?
Will I remain?
Promises
Sins
They all appear
The same
Lies
Sentences
Preach the
Difference
I’m listening to you
I can’t break you
I’m falling now
No one to catch me
Do I leave now
That I’ve fallen
Are tu worth my time?
Am I worth this pain?
God, help me choose
For this is not my decision
Any longer
I’ve put my faith in my despair
Now mostrar me the answer
Tell me what to do
Do I stay
o do I leave you?