I was one of those girls, Du know the one that everyone talked about but no one actually knew. I was everything from dangerous to admirable but most of all I was mysterious. I was 15, a sophomore in high school and I honestly never bothered to care what people thought of me.
I was just under 5’6, pretty skinny with long blonde hair and smaragd green eyes.
I didn’t have many Friends but the ones I did have were the ones people were scared of.
They were the kids who had been to jail numerous times for numerous reasons and always seemed to be in some form of trouble, and whatever rumors that were going around didn’t help much. Not to mention none of them were in school anymore. I spent all the free time I had with them, stopping at Home for clothes oder sleep but not much else.
One of them always drove me to school and I usually arrived late oder with Sekunden to spare and id spend all morning dozing off in class. At lunch one of them would pick me up and then drop me back off as soon as I was ready to go back for the rest of the day. After school I always had a ride waiting outside the door to the parking lot. With all my time consumed with my Friends who were pretty much my family I didn’t socialize with anyone else much.
I trusted my Friends with my life and I knew that I’d always be safe, sicher when I was with them and they still haven’t failed me yet. What most people didn’t know is that no matter what people sagte about us I always knew the truth- that we were honestly good people. We didn’t rock the boot so to speak. We didn’t bother anyone but ourselves and we didn’t drag anyone “down” with us. We were like a totally different planet separate from all the others. So I never understood what people had against us, and I still don’t for that matter.
I always got the look from people in school, the one that pretty much sagte I was a freak, but it never bothered me. As far as I was concerned people just had 2 groups of people- the “normal” ones which just included all the abercrombie clones, and the “weird” ones which was everyone else. I was fine with being “weird” Von their definition; I mean it wasn’t like I’d be seeing any of them after a couple years anyway. My cousin was one of the “normal” kids and I could never understand how she would waste $50 on a hoodie just to fit in with people who’d just stab her in the back anyway. My Friends didn’t care if I was completely broke and wearing a Jahr old hoodie that someone gave me, they loved and treated me like their sister no matter what. I was in my own happy little rainbows and Einhörner world so to speak.
I was just under 5’6, pretty skinny with long blonde hair and smaragd green eyes.
I didn’t have many Friends but the ones I did have were the ones people were scared of.
They were the kids who had been to jail numerous times for numerous reasons and always seemed to be in some form of trouble, and whatever rumors that were going around didn’t help much. Not to mention none of them were in school anymore. I spent all the free time I had with them, stopping at Home for clothes oder sleep but not much else.
One of them always drove me to school and I usually arrived late oder with Sekunden to spare and id spend all morning dozing off in class. At lunch one of them would pick me up and then drop me back off as soon as I was ready to go back for the rest of the day. After school I always had a ride waiting outside the door to the parking lot. With all my time consumed with my Friends who were pretty much my family I didn’t socialize with anyone else much.
I trusted my Friends with my life and I knew that I’d always be safe, sicher when I was with them and they still haven’t failed me yet. What most people didn’t know is that no matter what people sagte about us I always knew the truth- that we were honestly good people. We didn’t rock the boot so to speak. We didn’t bother anyone but ourselves and we didn’t drag anyone “down” with us. We were like a totally different planet separate from all the others. So I never understood what people had against us, and I still don’t for that matter.
I always got the look from people in school, the one that pretty much sagte I was a freak, but it never bothered me. As far as I was concerned people just had 2 groups of people- the “normal” ones which just included all the abercrombie clones, and the “weird” ones which was everyone else. I was fine with being “weird” Von their definition; I mean it wasn’t like I’d be seeing any of them after a couple years anyway. My cousin was one of the “normal” kids and I could never understand how she would waste $50 on a hoodie just to fit in with people who’d just stab her in the back anyway. My Friends didn’t care if I was completely broke and wearing a Jahr old hoodie that someone gave me, they loved and treated me like their sister no matter what. I was in my own happy little rainbows and Einhörner world so to speak.
Chapter One: I walked across the Merdog strand in my blue v-neck bikini. I walked towards the shore-line. Hunde were all playing together at the wonderful dog beach. "Lucky!" I called to my 6 Monat old German Shepperd,"Here boy!" Lucky came zipping towards me and knocked me over into the clear water.
I laughed as I sat up in the ankle deep water."Oh boy!" I laughed, "Are Du hungry? Are Du hungry? I bet Du are!" Lucky's tail wagged like there was no tomorrow. I ran up the strand to the Dog Shack.
"Hi Rosie! What can I get Du today?" sagte the young employee, Jackson. "Can I have the steak tips 'n' gravy, please?" I sagte smiling at the cute boy.
"Sure! This time I'll trow in a mango smoothie free." replied Jackson. "Thank Du so much!" I sagte happily. Mangoes were my Favorit fruit. "Hey Rosie do Du have any plans for tonight?" asked Jackson. "Yes. I am going to abendessen with Carson. Why?" I said.
I laughed as I sat up in the ankle deep water."Oh boy!" I laughed, "Are Du hungry? Are Du hungry? I bet Du are!" Lucky's tail wagged like there was no tomorrow. I ran up the strand to the Dog Shack.
"Hi Rosie! What can I get Du today?" sagte the young employee, Jackson. "Can I have the steak tips 'n' gravy, please?" I sagte smiling at the cute boy.
"Sure! This time I'll trow in a mango smoothie free." replied Jackson. "Thank Du so much!" I sagte happily. Mangoes were my Favorit fruit. "Hey Rosie do Du have any plans for tonight?" asked Jackson. "Yes. I am going to abendessen with Carson. Why?" I said.
Lisa, her sister, Melody, and their brothers, Alex and Jake, were sent off to a dark manor for the summer. A family concluding of a Mother, Diane, a Father, Christopher, twins, Amy and Lacey, and a boy, Bobby. "Lisa?" asked Melody. She was the youngest girl in the family. "Yes, Melody?" sagte Lisa. She was the oldest child. Melody clung onto Lisa. "I'm scared!" she sagte in a shaky voice. "Welcome to Mystery Manor." Diane said, in that old 1980's pretty lady voice. Christopher picked up Diane. "You'll have the time of your life." Lacey and Amy sagte in a creepy low Wednesday Addams voice. Then, the family walked into the darkness. "That was weird." sagte Jake. There was awkward silence. "I Liebe it!"