Tia
When it comes to relationships, I'm no idiot. I could totally see what was coming. But come on; who didn't?
The new girl and Shaun. Plus he didn't like attack her oder anything when she sat at his table. What was so special about her, anyway?
Sure she was pretty, but there where way prettier girls, who'd each thrown themselves at him, (he wasn't that bad looking, actually) he'd ignored since freshmen year.
I flicked my hair over my shoulder. I could see she liked him too, she'd looked around the cafeteria yesterday and looked way disappointed when he wasn't there.
So I waited a little after school till I saw Shaun walking out of the building. I strode towards him. I was going to make him see the light.
Shaun
I never much attention to Tia Johnson, but when she started walking towards me, she was wearing that 'business' look on her face, which meant either one of two things: one, I'd offended her best friend. Two, I was ignoring her best friend.
She reached me before I could reach my car. She was a a good eight inches shorter than me, but I was suddenly fearing for my life.
"Why are Du such an idiot?" she half screeched at me.
"What do Du mean?"
"Ask her out, for the Liebe of my personal sanity!"
"Ask who out?" I said, sounding like a total idiot.
"Serena!" she has seized the front of my shirt, pulling me down to her level of around 4.8 with surprising force.
"She likes you, and I, as well as the entire tenth grade, knows you like her!" she continued, ferociously.
"Will Du please let go of my shirt?"
"Sorry," she muttered relinquishing her grip.
"Thanks," I said.
Tia abruptly turned around and walked away.
When it comes to relationships, I'm no idiot. I could totally see what was coming. But come on; who didn't?
The new girl and Shaun. Plus he didn't like attack her oder anything when she sat at his table. What was so special about her, anyway?
Sure she was pretty, but there where way prettier girls, who'd each thrown themselves at him, (he wasn't that bad looking, actually) he'd ignored since freshmen year.
I flicked my hair over my shoulder. I could see she liked him too, she'd looked around the cafeteria yesterday and looked way disappointed when he wasn't there.
So I waited a little after school till I saw Shaun walking out of the building. I strode towards him. I was going to make him see the light.
Shaun
I never much attention to Tia Johnson, but when she started walking towards me, she was wearing that 'business' look on her face, which meant either one of two things: one, I'd offended her best friend. Two, I was ignoring her best friend.
She reached me before I could reach my car. She was a a good eight inches shorter than me, but I was suddenly fearing for my life.
"Why are Du such an idiot?" she half screeched at me.
"What do Du mean?"
"Ask her out, for the Liebe of my personal sanity!"
"Ask who out?" I said, sounding like a total idiot.
"Serena!" she has seized the front of my shirt, pulling me down to her level of around 4.8 with surprising force.
"She likes you, and I, as well as the entire tenth grade, knows you like her!" she continued, ferociously.
"Will Du please let go of my shirt?"
"Sorry," she muttered relinquishing her grip.
"Thanks," I said.
Tia abruptly turned around and walked away.
A whisper in the cavern that goes unheard,
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved Von any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind oder fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
oder accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will Du take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop Singen of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even Von taking one step forward,
Von placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
Du will realize the cage has already been broken.
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved Von any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind oder fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
oder accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will Du take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop Singen of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even Von taking one step forward,
Von placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
Du will realize the cage has already been broken.
Once i was having a Tag dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.
Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 Jahr old was Schreiben a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are Du doing here?," she asked. "I Liebe the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner Du guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446
Kalie's P.O.V
we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came Von the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?
we saw the zombies coming our direction.we got our arrows ready. we were slowly walkinng when Anny falls on a coprse. we saw it was the scientist,. she screams in a high pitched. i wuickly cover her mouth. one zombie came Von the pale grey skin. peeled bloody patches. white grey eyes. the rotten meat odor. i shoot it wtih the bullet. the blood flying. we went runnig. so we were the only ones alive. thats why the testers wanted us. they thought we were effected. well we are clean. for now. we kept running the growling of zombies behind us. i trun and see one of them grab anny's neck. i shoot them and they fall guts going. i grab her and check her. luckily she was alright. i sigh in relief and carry her over my shoulder. we were runnig when their was a cliff. now what?
this is a Fan fiction of the novel, Darker Still, Von Leanna Renee Hieber.
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in Liebe with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present Tag New York, 13 Jahr old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced Von a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed Mehr often. But is that really best?
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Disclaimer: Ms. Hieber own the rights to the book Darker Still.
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Summary: In New York, 1880, Natalie Stewart fell in Liebe with Lord Denbury, known as Johnathon Whitby to family and close friends, who was trapped in a painting; and under a curse. With the help of family friend, Evelyn Northe, she is able to free him, and they leave the state.
But history repeats itself.
Now, in present Tag New York, 13 Jahr old Katia Whitby (Natalie's Greatx6 granddaughter)has become entranced Von a painting which seems oddly alive. Katia is also mute, like Natalie was. She seems to some of the same abilities that her great-great-great-great-great-great grandmother did. Because her father works for the local museum of art, she's able to see the incredible painting with which she's obsessed Mehr often. But is that really best?