The Life of
a Girl Named Thursday
Chapter 1
Once upon a very happy
tale, there was this eerie family (well
every one was eerie but their mostly
average daughter Thursday), and the name
of this family was The Beadles Family.
The father’s name was William
(Will) and the mother’s name was
Judi. They lived a very big house, One
October night their daughter Thursday,
who was scrawny, pale-white, beautiful.
She asked if she go to a Halloween dance
at her school Will and Judi thought about
it very quickly.
“Yes.” They said in unison.
So, Thursday scampered to her room and
could not find anything in her HUGE walk
in closet (Yes HUGE!!).
“Mom, I need to
go and get something to wear for the
dance tonight” Thursday asked her
Mother
“Yes, but it has to be
Spooktacular” Judi said dryly
Thursday went to the
mall and found her favorite store,
although her mother would not let her
shop there. When she walked into
Aéropostale and found the most
colorful outfit that was in the store it
was filled with hot pinks and many bright
colors and got that colorful outfit.
Thursday got her jet black hair done,
with chestnut highlights, she then curled
it and got the rest of her outfit and
make-up done. Thursday was able to walk
to her school so could get away with the
outfit she bought.
When she got to the
dance she found her best friend
Krysta.
“Wow Thursday, your mom got you
that outfit?”
“No, she doesn’t know, but
any way the dance will be fun,
right?”
“Yeah, and it is a Halloween Dance
it is going to be the best dance
ever!”
When they waiting line
Thursday saw something but she could not
make it out (it was very foggy that day)
But this person could see Thursday
because of her outfit.
“Hello, I
am new here and was wondering if you
could show around?” This person
Thursday have never seen before
“Yeah, of course I just
didn’t get your name.”
Thursday responded
“Oh yeah I am Justin Binekie I am
from Ohio.
“Oh, an Ohioan I have never met
one, and I am Thursday.”
“Well, you can’t say that any
more.” They chuckled, but Thursday
wanted to say more than just chuckle. All
she could do was stare into his deep
brown eyes. And as he fixed his hair with
just a little head flick. Thursday was
awestruck, she quietly pinched herself
making sure she wasn’t dreaming,
and she was not.
