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posted by mitchie19
3. P H O N E C A L L

The phone rang about 9am I was the one who answered. Norah went to the store to buy groceries and my sister is upstairs still asleep. I picked up the phone, “Hello?” I spoke the word softly. “Mariah? This is your aunt Lourdes How are you?” She said happily. I didn’t expect her to call at this moment but I was surprised. “Hi Aunt Lourdes um, I’m fine. Why’d you call?” is the
why’d-you-call-thing the right thing to say to someone ten times older than me?
She didn’t mind me saying that.
“I told your mom that you are welcome to stay here for the summer. And I’m hoping you could come next Saturday. Will you accept my invitation?” she said excitedly. My heart skipped a beat. I forgot what my mom wrote in the letter she gave me before she and my dad left. I was invited to her house, the one I once called a mansion. This may be a new experience for me this summer “Mariah, are you there?” she called. “Oh, sorry, yes! I would love to come.” I said cheerfully then grinned at myself. I managed to listen carefully on what she’s saying. Every word gets me excited.
Well yeah, I haven’t told you that I love trying new things and I’m always on the go. “Thank you, Mariah,” she hung up. I’m bored.
Outside the window by the mailbox, was the mail man. I opened the door and greeted him. “A package for you Mariah, quite heavy isn’t it?” the mailman Jeb smiled. “Yeah, wonder what’s in it,” I shook the box, nothing moved or a sound.
Jeb got out something from his mail carrier bag, “Sign here, please,”
I obeyed. “And, this is for Aeyla,” he handed me a letter. Hmm.
“Thanks, Jeb,” I said and went back inside. I went upstairs and observed my bookshelves. “Done, done reading that, done, that made me cry, done…” I said on every title of the book. I sat on my bed and played with my fingers. I want to go out, I told myself. Under the bed almost near the foot of the nightstand is where I hid my coin box. I got a few pesos and shoved it on my right pocket jeans.
“Keys,” I tapped my pockets. “Oh, there it is,” I said.
I went downstairs and shockingly saw Norah in the kitchen. “Oh you’re here,” my voice cold. She was unpacking groceries. “Hey Norah, do you mind, I’ll go out for a while?” I said. “Okay. Be back by lunch time, ‘kay?” she agreed.
“Got it, bye,” I went for the door.
If you’re wondering why I need keys, here are the two reasons: I need to lock the house. Well when I didn’t expect Norah came so early, I didn’t need them and the other reason because, I have a scooter, a red orange type one. This one’s a birthday gift from my parents and I was really surprised they weren’t kidding to buy me one. Then the scooter went to life.

The bookstore was quiet except the fact that an 18-year old girl was arguing with the store clerk. I didn’t much here their conversation; I was stuck with a Greenday song on my ear. “So, do you mean my card has been declined? Check it again, please.” was all I could hear. The clerk nodded. Augh! The girl was irritated and dialed her phone.
I went to the aisle of the non-fiction books. I got the title that I want and went to the other cashier. Then I went out of the place and entered at Starbucks.
The time I sat and sipped my coffee, my phone beeped.

From: 09178894567
To: 09163489920

Hey, Mariah
Who’s this? I thought.
Hi. Do I know you? I replied.
Of course, it’s me, Riley.
My heart pounded in surprised. Oh my god, its him texting…me.
Oh. It’s you. Hi.
How ya doing?
I sighed and smiled.
I’m good, excited. Going home in a few minutes, u?
Here at Sean’s house, goin’ to watch the game.
The Game TV show or the game as in sports? I was puzzled.
Cool. Lakers on?
Yeah. But it isn’t starting yet, still on commercials. Can’t wait for the finals. He added a smiley.
Thank goodness I didn’t texted The Game TV show.
Tell me if who’ve won, okay? I’ll treat you out if the Lakers win. Did I sound serious? I don’t think so.
Okay. You said it. Now he doubled his smiley.
Oh, w8, the game’s starting. L8er.
Sure. Enjoy the game. I managed to add my own smiley too.


Lying in bed with cold sheets made me sleepy. I shut my eyes, slowly and trying to forget everything for a while. In my dream, I dreamed I was in a white room, an empty one. I heard a voice, it sounded sad, a female cry. I turned around.
There was a door. It just appeared from nowhere. I heard a knock. The sound of the voice crying, still there, I turned the knob.
Beep! Beep! My dream cloud popped of the sound and I could hear my phone vibrating. I was awake.
The sender read: Riley. I sat down quickly as I could.
“‘Hey, I guess it’s my lucky day. The Lakers have won. So, where’re we going?’”
I mouthed his message.
I don’t know exactly where or what I’m going to treat him. Plus I don’t know much about him. I wondered, still thinking on what to reply.
I searched his Facebook profile. There it is.
Interests:
Lakers, watching live concerts, hanging out with friends and anything Chris Brown.
I was thinking of going out tonight with him maybe buy him something he would like.


To: Riley Cruz (09178894567)

Really? Wow! That’s great. Tell you what; meet me at High Street at 9pm.

Then I hit the send button.
I checked the time; it passed 7:00 pm. I went to the shower.
I don’t know what to wear. I sighed, staring at my closet.
Picked out a few jeans, t-shirts, long sleeves, skirts and placed them all in my bed.
The closet is now, officially empty. I heaved a sigh. I looked at the time; I opened my mouth and closed it. I’m out of time.
I quickly scanned the bed. I pulled out black jeans and a white collared
printed t-shirt. I’d dress up. I’ll clean the mess after.
I jogged downstairs.
My hand reached the doorknob. But somebody’s voice stopped me from turning it. Sitting behind me by the lamp was Norah, holding a book and wearing glasses.
“Mariah, where’d you think you’re going?” she closed her book.
I didn’t want to say date because, it’s not a date. I’m just doing my promise.
“Um…at High Street, going to meet a friend.” I honestly explained.
She went up to me. I felt nervous. You don’t want to see her face when she gets really mad. “Hmm, okay. But, if that’s a boyfriend you’re meeting, you can’t go out,” She held her glasses.
Boyfriend?
“Norah, I don’t even have one and like I said just meeting a friend.”
“Okay,” she went back to her usual spot. “Be home by midnight,”
Before my parent’s leave she didn’t made rules on her babysit days with us.
Now she made her own. Maybe its part of Mom’s reminders to her.
“Got it, “I went for the door.
"Hello." I said to a boy sitting next to me in English. I was hoping that they would be like Brett. This boy had purple eyes with gray flakes inside. His blonde hair was shoulder length and his bangs were covering his face.

He smiled at me. "Hey..." He said and leaned over to me. "What's your name?" He seemed pretty nice right now.

"I'm Leighton. What's yours?" I asked.

"Chase. I like your shirt." I looked down. It did look pretty nice. But I noticed that his eyes stared at my chest area for a little too long. I used my hand to cover it up. I think next time I'll wear my shirt that said 'My face...
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“Alec, what the hell is a Rokurokubi?” Said Marley. “I don’t bloody know, maybe some sort of ancient demon” Said Alec. “We Rokurokubi are creatures like you from the other realm; we are also seen in Japanese history” Said Mia who seemed very happy to talk about her race. “So are you some sort of badass, fire breathing, soul sucking, body eating, shapeshifting, winged beast from the depths of the great abyss?” Said Marley taking a few steps back. “Umm... my race aren’t like that, there are stories of us eating bodies and drinking blood but that is a false accusation, the...
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Some vampires have a certain side effect to when they bite a human. This mostly happens with pure bloods or half bloods that gained their power from their vampire history. Vampires who were bitten and had their blood changed will rarely get this trait because their blood was once human so the DNA does not release this effect in their blood. Marley, Alec and Opal each have a side effect when bitting someone. The People Alec bites start to concentrate a lot on their love life, this is because Alec cares a lot about his love life (One of the many reasons he does not bite men) The Side effect People...
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posted by kayleebabee
"Carlisle we're home!" I called out as I raced through the house dragging Edward along with me.
"Carlisle? Esme? Rosalie? Emmet? Jazz? Alice?" I called my voice getting higher and higher out of panic.
"They aren't here Bella come on we'll go and find them." Edward said hoarsely taking my hand and tugging me toward the garage.
I flung my ferrari into reverse and screamed out of the garage. I hissed a stream of profanities as I raced toward Denali our first place to search.
"CRAP!" i screamed stomping on the brakes and screeching to a stop in the middle of the highway.
"I think we have been looking...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Shaun

I hated seeing her cry. Knowing it was my fault immediately made me hate myself, not that I didn't already. I needed to hear her voice, know she was really here.

Some part of me registered the fact that I'd sat down, and that I had touched her, if briefly. I had said, "Tell me."

She met my gaze, looking terrified. She closed her eyes firmly, as if she was living a nightmare. Maybe she was.

"I know I hurt you, and I'm sorry," she whispered, looking anywhere but at me. "I thought it would be better that way, you had your whole life ahead of you and I couldn't take that away because of my...
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posted by BellaSwan636
Serena

"You have no idea what I've gone through!" the girl tearfully screams at me.
"You're right. I don't. I have no idea what you've gone through, but that doesn't mean I don't care," I say calmly.
"Why would you care? You don't even know me."
"And you don't know me. How would you know that I don't?"

Kayla hesitates a little before answering.

"Because sometimes, not even being related to someone is enough to make them want to care. My own goddamned mother didn't even stick around long enough for me to remember what she even looks like!"
"Growing up must have been pretty awkward."
"You have no idea,"...
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posted by BellaSwan636
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 or 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...
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posted by gossipgirlxoxo
Later on that day when I am in my bedroom and Ethan is downstairs watching the game. I lay on my bed doing nothing but thinking. I hear my name being called I get up and walk downstairs. Ethan is at the door, someone is asking for me. I start to walk towards the door and see Adam he sees me and smiles I smile back. Ethan turns and sees me his expression is anger, he walks away. I walk up to Adam. “Hey, I didn’t see you at school today” he said. I wondered how he knew where I lived and why was he here. “Ah yeah I’m a bit sick” I said putting on a husky voice. “I see that anyway,...
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posted by Pushkin319
THE POWER OF BECAUSE

You're standing in a long line to pay for your groceries. Which sentence do you think will get you through?

1. "May I go ahead of you please?" Put on a really sincere face.

2. "May I step ahead of you please, because I'm really late for my doctor's appointment?"

Using the word "because" will get you closer to 'yes' in almost any circumstance. Why? Because your request is followed by a reason, an explanation for the request. If the request is reasonable, then why not say yes?

The word refers the listener to some background, some circumstances, a framework related to the request....
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John Muir Middle School

Alexa Lightman: a girl with braces who wants to make a difference. Age 11
Deandra Cody: a formerly chubby Hispanic girl who loves drawing. Age 12
Katie Eckert: a pigtailed basketball player who wants to be star forward. Age 12
Emma Walsh: a young brunette girl who plays soccer to win. Age 13
Colleen Tepper: a blonde girl who strives to be a champion figure skater. Age 13
Hannah Slater: a girl with curly brown hair who is a violin prodigy. Age 14
Brooke Paxton: a Hispanic girl who play guitar. Age 11
Brigit Banks: a bun wearing blonde Irish dancer who is very serious and competitive....
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posted by breebree446
Although JP doesn't really describe his characters that much, he gives enough about Iggy to know he's blind, a pyro, and has strawberry blonde hair!
Although JP doesn't really describe his characters that much, he gives enough about Iggy to know he's blind, a pyro, and has strawberry blonde hair!
So, we have the plot line and idea prepared. But what about the thing that makes it all come to life? The characters. This is a little article on character development.

Appearence!

You know the old saying, "Appearence is everything."? Well, it's not! But it IS important when writing. As you go along, think about what your character looks like. What's thier hair color? What kind of body type do they have. What's thier eye color. I'll admit i'm not a big fan of the "Hi. My name is _____ I have brown hair and blue eyes." What I do is describe the characters subtly. Like if one character describes...
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posted by Twilightluv3r
For the past three weeks Taylor and I haven't been getting along so well. All we do is argue about every little thing. Most of the time it's because we never have time to spend with each other.
He's still acting, but he's only getting small parts, so he thought he needed to practice his acting. It was so hard trying to be a bestfriend on his schedule, so we decided to distance ourselves, a little, for a week. The first two days were like hell. I did't want to talk to anyone except for Taylor. I would have talked to Amy, but she was sick.
But then everything turned around when Mark and I started...
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posted by odekanmi
I told someone once,
"You are alone".
The person refused to agree,
"Why?",
"What for?",
"Why should i be told I'm alone"
Those were the words most probably flowing through the fellas mind at the time,
Think of it,
Stop,
Take a deep breath,
Think again,
Who were you with the last second?,
You, yourself and you,right?,
Look around you,
Are you sure this is where you want to be?,
I look,
Right now,
And,you know what I see?,
No one.
Nada Nada person,
Well that's my own language, forget it.
There's no one there,
But I do what I do best,
Suffer in silence.
posted by deathchick9
Syayuki Kimihiro,is a normal Japaneses high school girl trying to find her place and make friends,but when she was 5 she was taken from her home,she has many nightmares about this event even after 11 years,These nightmares consist of demons monsters and gargoyles.Her family says that it's normal sines she was found unconscious with no memories of this horrible event,now she has episodes where she has excruciating chest pain till she falls unconscious.Her mother being a doctor was able to make a vaccine for her but it only works for one day.Suddenly four new students appear making her episodes and nightmares worse.As if that's not bad enough now there are strange marks on her left wrist that hurt like hell.Do these new students have something to do with it and why is the leader constantly flirting with her?
Dizzy:

As I weaved through the crowded hallways, I focussed on the rhythm of my footsteps. I was lost. It was as if I was a new student or something. Now that Annabella was gone, the hallways made me dizzy with fear. When you're with your best friend, nothing matters. When you know you'll never see her again, not even a faint light of happiness appears at the end of the freight tunnel.
I'm still me, I reminded myself. But who was I? Before knew it, a bib of tears flooded down my chest. I hear red-headed Abigail whisper to Elisa. Faint words saying, 'They're actually crying?' I wished those...
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Or was someone threatening me? Signs of threats weren’t the ones I had.
Maybe just warnings.
    “Glorious, Have you ever, had signs before? You know, like something warning you not to go on or go some place?” I asked myself. I shivered in the coldness of my room. I liked it cold.
    “I don’t understand you,” a voice rang to my left. There, in the middle of my doorway, stood Looi, my older brother. He was leaning on the door frame.
    “Hey, do you mind? I’m getting ready. Don’t you have your own bathroom?” I asked...
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posted by InnocentNoMore
Feel like falling,
    but sure to stand fast.
Feel like letting go,
    but afraid of the rash,
Feel like giving up,
    but afraid to sleep,
Want to jump,
    but afraid to of falling off way to deep.
Sometimes life takes me in weird directions,
    but knowing me, its all imperfections.
Sometimes emotions cloud every single thought,
    and knowing my actions, I’m here to rot.
Forever will my mistakes continue to haunt me,
    standing here, I now see.
What if things could be different next time?
    Would it then, take a lifetime?
posted by amethyst44
The one thing that never freaked me out before was when the teacher got mad at us, especially Mr. Donnahue. But watching him shred up each and every paper that he touched on that dumb desk of his...well...it made me shiver a bit.
That's when I saw it; my paper, neatly written in my cursive writting, only with pink gel pen instead of the standard pencil. Under my desk, I crossed my fingers, hoping, waiting, praying. I shut my eyes.
Then I heard it; riiiiiip.
I opened my eyes, blinking as I followed Mr. Donnahue's hands, which held my torn paper, throw the scraps over the edge and into the trash...
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(Before you read this, remember that this character is a student at a sailing school, and can fly.)

I woke up. It was cloudy. The green sea went into ginormus waves the size of sharks. I went outside.
My boat was shaking in the weather, and it was all wet. I sailed it anyways. I grabbed the steer, raised the anchor, and went out.
    The sea was hard on me. The waves pulled my white, small, wooden boat up and down the great seas. I felt great. I felt brave. I felt calm.
    Rain started to fall down as the clouds got darker. It was amazing. The wind blew...
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posted by Flana_2
We walked down back to what I thought was his house. It was actually his tiny hospital hut.
“You healed me”?    
“Yeah. On your head. You were banged up pretty hard.” He said that with pride and a smile. At least there was that. He could heal people that make them love him, it fills him with so much joy. I sat down on the tiny bed and tried to think about my past, if I could remember the ocean ride here. I thought hard but it didn’t come back to me. Hmmm I wondered why, why can’t I remember a single thing about sleeping or riding or anything? Minrough read my...
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