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This is so good! I really like your writing style Ella.
Thanks! It was inspired by a quote, and I just randomly started it. No idea what'll happen, who the characters will be. :)
cнαρтєя 1: тнє ѕcιєηcє cєηтяє
It had been five years since my father had passed away, I was then nine years old. I had
already decided that 'there's always a choice' was one of those mysteries in life that I'd never solve.
My class was heading to a science centre, where our first field trip of the fourth grade would be.
As we walked onto the bus, everyone had a buddy that they'd sit with... except for me. Of
course. Everyone had good friends, except for me. Even the mean kids had buddies.
Our teacher kept walking backwards, saying to get a buddy. Again, everyone else already had one and it was an odd number of kids.
Anyways, I ended up sitting alone, by myself, hearing everyone giggling and all the stuff friends do, whatever that was.
Bethany Carson from behind me with her best friend, Olivia Flowers, poked me in the shoulder. "Hey Skye, where's your buddy? Oh wait, I forgot! Silly me," she put her face in her hands. "You don't have have any!" she laughed.
"If you think I'd care about what you have to say, you must be dumb. Are you?" I rolled my eyes, and turned my head back at the window.
Bethany shrugged, but her and Olivia were both laughing their heads off. "DITTO!" Bethany screamed and burst out laughing at me. "If you think that I care that... oh, whatever!"
After thirty minutes of a nightmare, we were finally at the science centre. It was about time!
But inside? Twice as bad. I'm not kidding. As soon as we got inside there, my confused nine year old brain got lost. I kept on wandering down the halls, seeing families and other schools having a happy time, until I just gave up and went back to the buses and decided that I'd wait there for as long as everyone makes their way back. Three hours... no biggie. (Such a biggie!)
A boy, maybe about sixteen or something similar walked up to me. He flattened his blonde hair in a nervous way. "Are you... are you Skye?" he asked me.
How did this total stranger know my name? Now, I'd laugh at the memory, it being seven years ago, but it was obviously very creepy back then. I calmly, very calmly, shook my head. "Nope," I said, trying to make my best lying face.
"Argh," he said, walking away from me with a long sigh, throwing his fists in the air.
But what did he want with me? I guessed me, because Skye wasn't the most common name around here as far as I knew.
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Sooo good who is the guy?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Oops left the first line of the second chapter :PI don't know yet! xD thank youuuuuuu! :)
cнαρтєя 2: тнє тяєє
Four more years, and I was thirteen. Grade seven. It was still in my nature to be clumsy and forgetful, but I was better than before.
Bethany and Olivia were still best friends, and I still didn't have one. Never did, and I didn't believe I ever would. And they were still just as annoying.
I walked by a bunch of people in my class during recess playing Truth or Dare, along with Bethany being her annoying self by screaming. She hadn't grown up in the past four years, not at all.
Bethany noticed me walking by and snapped, grinning like she just had some awesome idea for me. "I dare you to stand over there for the rest of the recess!" she pointed in the direction that was off limits from the school yard, which was an area with some trees.
I glanced over to where she was pointing and shook my head. "I wasn't playing the-"
Bethany cut me off, stood up, and dragged me all the way to the trees before I could run away. "TEN MINUTES," she shouted at me, and walked away.
Yes, I was stupid. I didn't leave. I stayed there for five minutes, with Bethany occasionally glancing over her shoulder to make sure I was still standing there.
Something tapped on my hand, which startled me as I jumped, looking around to see who or what it was. No one was around, and it couldn't have been Bethany since she was still sitting in the same spot, laughing her head off.
I heard a 'pss' sound, and looked around again. Seriously, what was it? I had no clue, and it was freaking me out and driving me crazy.
"Skye," a younger male voice whispered.
I looked around. If it were one of my classmates, I'd be really embarrassed when they'd laughed so hard at how worried I looked, how sweaty I became.
"Skye, come over here," it said, wherever it was.
"Where's here?" I asked.
I gasped as a extended, human hand came out of the tree trunk. "Oh my god!" I widened my eyes.
"Take it. Take the hand," the voice repeated.
I slowly touched the hand and I was suddenly in this office, filled with a bunch of people who were all staring at me.
Did a moddddd change the title of this thread?
Whoaaa how come all the threads in my folder that I put a different font of are normal now??
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But I wanted them to stay like that, with the font. Is there a reason why?
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Legibility and unity
Alright, I'm not going to argue. But just letting you know I'm not the only one in this group that has/had a fun font as a thread name.
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I love the story I hope you keep writing it!
This is so good, Ella! Please keep writing! :)
*whispers* I really liked that title font
*whispers* I really liked that title font
I might! I've been forgetting about all of my stories. *whispers* i did too :)
