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  1. Dark tears* Dark tears*
    posted a quote
    May 3, 2015 3:29am UTC
    Sincerely Jamie
    (Chapter 1)
    Jamie's Pov:
    Her face was shut, not even the sweet sound of birds in the morning could awaken her. She is a lost soul, reincarnation- maybe? Her breath alone seduces my mind; tingling my spine. The joke is I don't even know this teaser's name. She is playing a game with me, a game of torture, and she doesn't even know. I have spent away not just only my time on her, but my cash too. This one sided love afair costs, a cup of coffee to be exact. I have spent three months worth of sundays in her presence just to watch her serve some drinks and wipe tables. However, every moment was worth it. You would think she would've noticed me by now- next joke. All I get from this halo wearing demon is a nod and if I'm lucky her eyes might meet mine for a split second. How could someone so fragile have such an impact on me? Maybe it's the way her washed away blonde hair is tackled into a messy bun with some guards of bobby pins. Or the way her shoes are so tight that she bites her chapped faded lips just to make the pain bearable. Or even, maybe it's the way her milk bottle skin is laid with a few drags of acne, just noticible under a mask of cheap foundation. Nevertheless, she's beautiful.
    Today was going to be a special sunday however. The question is,how am I going to pull it off?
    Neve's Pov:
    Repetitively, the door of the coffee shop barged its way open and shut again; making me jump. Consequently, I clumsily spill some coffee not only on my hand but on the floor giving it a new lick of brown decor. Embarrassed- no. I felt so much worse than that. A couple customers gave me the eye of disappointment while others clapped sarcastically. I wish I could've shoved the boiling coffee up their "sun don't shine" area.
    "Hey, do you need some help? Look... here. Wait, your hand. Here have this". A familiar face pulls out a hankchief and dabs my eyes. My hand is too numb; I didn't realise I am crying. I look at him blankly. Why is he helping me?
    "You should sit down and save yourself the humiliation", I manage to squeak out in a blurted whisper. He looks confused and desperate for me to explain why I was so rude after his hankchief offering. He laughs to himself silently... As if I have lost all of my senses. That's it. I'm going to slap him and see how he likes it. I clench my fists but he reaches out for my hand and grabs some ice from a glass with the other and soothes it.
    "What's there to be humiliated by? You stepped in fire. Well, with your hand" he chuckles again, "I guess I'll be known as the guy who took the clumsy girl out-".
    I instantly pull my hand away. I don't know this guy and now he wants me to go out with him? I start growing goose pimples on my thighs with the shock of not only the coffee disaster but this guy's forwardness.
    "Meet me tonight at 6pm by the old playground. By the swings... Please, come". He rises up and leaves me kneeling still and heads for the door, "Sincerely Jamie".

  2. cryptic_times cryptic_times
    posted a quote
    March 1, 2015 4:34pm UTC
    Woods
    Chapter 1
    When I was eight years old, I met a boy named Todd.
    Now at this point, you're either thinking one of two things; who names their kid Todd?
    Or, is this going to be one of those dumb stories about a boy and a girl?
    Well, to answer both of your questions, I don't know.
    Unlike other stories, mine is still being written.
    The whole point of ending a story is having a deciding ending, and nothing in life is decided except for death,
    so maybe that'll be where my story ends.
    But where will our story end?
    I don't know.
    Honestly. I'd like to say it'll go on for forever and ever, and maybe it will,
    but nobody can say that.
    However, I can tell you where our story started.
    So, like I was saying, when I was eight years old, I met a boy named Todd.
    He was... interesting.
    Like every other ten year old boy, he thought that girls were disgusting and that eight year olds were annoying.
    He also thought that the moon was made up of cheese,
    but we don't have to talk about that part.
    Todd was one of those kids who had this entire planet in his head that revolved around him
    but didn't include him.
    He was always stuck in this blurr of a life that absolutely refused to let him catch up.
    Todd was my neighbour.
    I'd just moved in from Florida, and our parents made us meet each other.
    Of course, he didn't like me, because I was a girl, and I was younger than him- I was outside his comfort zone.
    So our parents made us meet and we hated hated each other and then we went home.
    Except that, that night I went exploring in the woods behind my house
    which also happened to be behind his house too.
    Authors note:
    Ooooo whos excited??!! Guess I am writing a book, I hope you guys enjoy it. Favourite and comment for more chapters!!

  3. keepingthemoon keepingthemoon
    posted a quote
    May 1, 2014 2:16pm UTC
    Love like him♡
    Chpter 1
    next chapter previer-
    he showed up with a big bruise on his arm and his face..
    Guess who?
    "Sutton, those guys are checking you out." Well at least I think thats what my bestfriend Dustee just said. We're out our schools final basketball games so it's pretty hard to hear over all ofthe cheering. Plus we're cheerleaders so we shouldn't be paying attention to that anyway!
    "What, Dustee?"
    "I said those guys were looking at you!" She says pointing to a big group of 4 guys. One of them is looking at her. But they always are. How could they not? She's a size one, perfect beach blonde hair, beautiful smile. Totally different from my size 3 and straight brown hair.
    "They're looking at you too!" I say too her, but she already knows that.
    When half time comes, we do the usual and go get suckers and a lemonade. The boys walk up to us.
    "What are your names?" says the boy in a blue nike sweatshirt, obviously looking at Dustee.
    "I'm Dustee," she says,"and this is Sutton." she says pointing to me.
    "aaannddd... your names are?" I ask them, looking at the boy in the khaki shorts and red vans on.
    "I'm Taylor." says the one in the blue nike sweashirt.
    "Colby." says the one with dark curly hair.
    "Kameron." says the one with the i heart boobies bracelet on.
    "Hollis." Says the one in the red vans.
    I keep looking at him but the buzzer goes off for the game to start again before I can say anything to him.
    When the game is over we meet back up with the guys.
    "There's a party at my friend Deannas house. You guys want to come?" Dustee asks them.
    I don't really want to go to the party. I never do. But, as always, she makes me go. But it's better than being home.
    My mom is and alchoholic. She's a total b.. itch.
    I get my iphone and text my older brother Toby that I might come to his house tonight after the party. He's 19, still in highschool, but he lives with his friend Jake.
    We all walk to Deannas house because there's not enough room for us in one car.
    When we get there there's already about 10 people who are drunk and high. I hate drinking and smoking. I dont want to be like my mom.
    When we get there I go sit on Deannas back patio. I don't want to deal with everybody tonight. I can hear the music pretty good out here. It's not too bad. It's all country music though, but it doesn't matter.
    "What are you doing out here?" I look up to see Colby standing there. The boy with dark curly hair. Not the one I had my eye on, but whatever! He's still attractive.
    "I don't drink." I Say too him.
    "Me either." he says handing me a bottle of water.
    "So why don't you drink?" He asks me.
    "I don't drink because my moms an alchoholic. I don't want to walk around treating other people how she treats me. Why don't you drink."
    "I go through the same thing, except with my dad. He's a total douchenozzle sometimes."
    All in all, the night wasn't too bad.

  4. OnceUponAStory OnceUponAStory
    posted a quote
    December 4, 2013 10:01pm UTC
    The Letter. The Change.
    THE LIE.
    Chapter 1: End of April
    *Katia's POV*
    "Katia your father just called," she started. "There has been an accident."
    I felt my mind race at who it could have been. Was it Louis? Was he trying to surprise me? I felt my heart stop at the thought and I exhaled a shaky breath. I felt like I was going to fall over and crossed my arms over my chest to support me. My face was blank of all expression, acting like a mask.
    "Mia was involved."
    My heart stopped beating. My breath hitched in my throat, and wave of numbness came over me. My mind was overrun with thoughts about what had happened.
    "She was driving home in the rain, and someone pulled out in front of her."
    I felt a lump form at the back of my burning throat and tears starting to form in my eyes but I ignored them. Was this my fault? Was it because I was talking on the phone with her? The world around me started to get blurry as tears rimmed my eyelids.
    "Katia," her voice broke as she said my name. "She didn't survive."
    I felt as if my heart was just shattered into a million pieces. My face broke from its mask, tears starting falling down my face. My mom walked over to me and pulled me into her. I rested my head on her shoulder and cried. I cried and cried. Sobs racked my body and I was barely breathing, my throat burned as if a tiny needles were thrown into it. My lungs were on fire, begging for oxygen I couldn't give it.
    "She died instantly," my mom whispered to me. "She didn't feel any pain."
    I couldn't believe it. This wasn't real. This wasn't happening. Mia didn't die. She was only 17- she couldn't die, she still had her life to live. She still has to graduate, she still has to go to prom. She still has to go to college and get a job. She has a to marry Niall and have a family. She still... she still....
    But part of me knew deep down this was real. Even if I didn't want it to be true, it was. At one point my mom lead me to my bed. Somehow my stuffed dog I got after my real dog passed ended up in my arms, and my tears soaked its fur. I don't know how long I laid there. Eventually the tears stopped and I was just gasping for air.
    I couldn't fall asleep. I wanted nothing more than to fall asleep, to escape away from reality and go to a place where Mia was still here but it never came. I laid there awake, staring at my tan painted wall. Memories of Mia ran through my head. Of when we first met, to becoming best friends. All of our inside jokes, our laughs, talking to her until 3 am about nothing. Teasing her and Niall. Crying with her, giving her advice, making complete fools of ourselves. This summer. There was so much I still had to tell her, but never would have the chance.
    Hours might of passed, I'm not sure. Time was surreal. Everything seemed surreal. But at one point my laptop started to go off. I let it, I didn't check it. But then it started again. And again, it kept going off.
    Using all my energy I rolled over and grabbed it. Sitting up, stuff dog still under my arm, I opened my laptop. Louis was skying me- I forgot that he asked if we could. A fleeing thought of how it had only been less than an hour crossed my mind. I didn't even try to wipe away the tears before I answered it. It didn't matter how I looked, I didn't plan on talking very long.
    "Hey Katia!" Louis answered. He was wearing one of the fake mustaches we had bought. I couldn't smile, all I could think was that Mia would find it funny. She would have enjoyed hearing about it.
    "Katia whats wrong?" he asked. He brought his face closer to the screen. I felt my throat tighten up as I tried to choke out the two little words. Two littles words like changed my life.
    "Mia's dead."
    AUTHORS NOTE: So yeah, now i'm just posting the rest of everything I had written for the story. No one will probably read but oh wells! And yes, I had planned to kill off Mia as the first chapter to the last part of the story. I had it planned for a while and actually cried when I wrote this...

  5. OnceUponAStory OnceUponAStory
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    December 4, 2013 9:59pm UTC
    The Letter. The Change.
    THE LIE.
    Chapter 1: End of April
    *Katia's POV*
    'But we're gonna start by drinking old cheap bottles of wine, sh.t talking up all night...' music played in my room as I sat on my bed replying back to an email Louis sent me.
    It's late April now, making it almost four months since I've seen him, and it's driving me crazy. We email each other, skype, text, talk on the phone every second we can, but it's hard. I remember when Mia was moping around after she and Niall first started dating and they hadn't talked for a few weeks; I thought she was exaggerating how long it really seemed but now I completely understand. Instead of just four months- which is already a long time- it seems like three times that long.
    "Katia! Your phone!" Bella called from the living room.
    Quickly I threw open the bedroom door and sprinted over to the counter to answer it. I silently prayed for a picture from this summer of Louis and I to be on the screen, but instead it was of Mia with a pull 'n peel licorice mustache.
    I answered it, "I hate you."
    "Love you too!" she said in a high pitched voice, knowing I was joking. "Why
    do you love me today?"
    "I was really hoping Lou was calling me," I said as I walked back to my room. Dodging the random objects that littered my floor I sat down on my bed.
    "I could sing to you in a really deep voice if you want," she offered.
    I shook my head while laughing though I knew she couldn't see that. "Why do you expect he sings to me? Is that what Niall does when he calls you?"
    "Okay so what do you want for the track meet Monday?" she asked, ignoring my question.
    "For it to be cancelled," I replied, the laughter from my voice almost completely gone. It had been raining now stop all week with temperatures only in the high fifties. Not the ideal conditions for a meet.
    "Shhh!" she hushed me. "Don't say such things! I need this track meet."
    This was going to be a big meet for her. Not only would it be her last track meet at home, but also a rep from her dream college was going to be there. If she did well- and for some unknown reason she runs really well in cold, rainy weather- she could possible get a huge track scholarship. So despite the fact that I would be a human popsicle and my many complaints, I was partly hoping the meet didn't get cancelled.
    "Now what do you want?" she asked again.
    "For snacks?" I questioned even though I knew. "Umm... trail mix, purple grapes, peanut butter m&m's..."
    "Oh yeah!" she exclaimed. "Hey if I were to bring you hot chocolate stuff would make thermostats of it?"
    "Sure," I shrugged. I switched so I was holding the phone to my other ear. Deciding to try to multitask I pulled my laptop on to my lap.
    "Katia... KaAaatiaaaa..." Mia's voice echoed through the phone. "Stop day dreaming...."
    "Opps, sorry." I apologized. "What were you asking?"
    She laughed at me for spacing off yet again. "I'm almost to the store..."
    "Mia! No talking and driving!" I scolded like a mother.
    "If you were listening instead of dreaming of your boyfriend then we wouldn't be talking right now," she retorted. "Anyway, it's starting to rain again so I'm going to go. Talk to you later!"
    "Bye!" I said before hanging up.
    I spent the next couple hours on the computer stalking the boys. Even though I knew where they were and what they were doing most of the time, the fans kept me updated without having to bug Louis. Some how they were able to find things out right after they happened, which was kind of amazing.
    After procrastinating for another hour by taking my time eating supper, I decided it was time to start packing for the track meet. Piles of clothes soon took over my bed: two sweat pants, three sweatshirts, under armor, track suit, and a mountain of socks. Slowly items began to disappear from my bed and into my large gym bag provided by the school. I was half way done when my phone went off.
    Louis: Can you skype in 40?
    Katia: Yep!
    A smile now filled my face as I continued to pack. I was debating on whether taking 6 extra pair of socks was a little extreme when someone knocked on my door.
    "Come in!" I called.
    I threw the 6th pair of sock into my bag as my mom opened the door slowly and walked in. Her eyes were red and puffy and it was obvious she had been crying. I stopped what I was doing as watched as she closed the door and sat down on the corner of my bed.

  6. Heartless17* Heartless17*
    posted a quote
    October 3, 2013 9:45pm UTC
    Dare...
    Chapter 1
    "Oh. My. Gosh!" My best friend, Trish exclaimed. "What!" I yelled totally freaked out. "I just remembered we still haven't bought our dresses!"
    Of course. It was just like Trish to worry about something, that was moths away! "Of course not!" I told her. "We're not going on a Prom shopping spree until Friday. Remember?" She looked really sorry. "Oh no," I said. That was her 'Oops. I kinda made other plans.' look. "What is it this time?" I asked her. "I have to show some 9th graders around the school. Sorry." Since she totally looked sorry, and looked like she meant it I let it slide. "Ok. Saturday."
    After that we talked about what we wanted our dresses to look like. I want mine to be a beautiful sapphire and black dress that fits my silhouette perfectly. I want the elastic part under my waist. Call me weird, I don't care.
    Trish of course, wants a pink cocktail-ish dress. Like how it looks but a little bit longer. She also lines vintage dresses so who knows which she'll pick.
    Her shoes will be Pink Suedes. I want mine to be Bordello women's Rosa 02 black satin. Yea I know long name. Trish and I call them BS for Black Satin.
    After that Trish had to go to work. We said goodbye, and she left.
    Trish has long beautiful brown hair, that's naturally straight. She has 100% natural blonde highlights. The kinda that look beautiful under any light. She also has beautiful green eyes. It's not like a light green it's a deep dark green. If you look at them in the sun light then they look beautifully lit. She's about 5 foot 6. She wears beautiful clothes, that she makes herself! She got a sewing machine when she was 10, and has been making her clothes since.
    Trish and I are kinda like opposites though. Well, with a few exceptions of course. We both have the same color of hair, only I don't have blonde streaks. We both like reading, we both have the same favorite color, (green, blue) favorite animals, (dogs, cats, horses) we go to the same school, we work at the same place, but with different shifts. and we both have to have our nails a certain way.
    I mainly wear dark colors, and skulls. All my jeans have rips and holes and I own 5 skater shoes, mostly from Etnies. I also have about 10 different types of boots. 3 are combat, 3 are ones a model might wear, if they didn't have skulls and chains wrapped all around them. The rest, well I don't really know.
    "Maria!" My mother yelled from downstairs. "What mom!" I yelled back down to her. "Dinner!" Sigh. Dinner was and always is the worst. Well if mom makes it. I walked down the tile hall, my boots clucking with every step. Then down the 20 carpeted stairs and down get another tiled hall, and into the spacious dinning room. We have a really big house.
    "What's for dinner?" I asked my mom skeptically. My mom laughed. She knows how bad her food is. "Nuggets," Mom said with a smile. "From the oven?" I asked. "YES! But I didn't burn them this time. I think..." "MOM!" "Just kidding!"
    My dad left when I was about 10 years old. He had bought this house, because I'm his little princess no matter what age. Ugh! He makes me sick sometimes.
    "These are really good nuggets," I said eyeing my mom. She had news. She only made good food with a price. "What! A mom can't make her child good food?!" She exclaimed.
    "A mom can make good food for her child, but we both know what's really going on." "O.k! You caught me red handed!" My mom laughed. It was one of our many inside jokes. "So what is it this time?" "Well I haven't been on a date in a while," My mom said waiting for me to put the rest together.
    "You're going on... on a DATE?" I exclaimed, disgusted. "Oh! It's not that gross!" "Yeah it is!" "How?" "I don't know, but it is!" My mom rolled her eyes. "You can go on a date, but I can't? Mom asked. "Not until I meet him." I said smugly.

  7. My2ndlife My2ndlife
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    September 28, 2013 6:30pm UTC
    The Lucky one
    Chapter 1
    I remember the first day I met Aran Green. It was his first day at our school. He bumped into me, said sorry, and then asked if I knew where Kitchen 3 was. "Yeah, I've got Home Ec there now," I had said. "I can show you, if you want."
    I didn't normally speak to people. I had this annoying thing called social retardedness - as in everything I said came out horribly wrong - so even walking with him to class without talking was just a miracle.
    "What's your name?" he asked.
    "Cassie Lynn, what's yours?"
    "I'm Aran Green."
    Remember that name, I told myself.
    And I did. Months went by, and I would sit alone at lunch, and watch as he sat alone at lunch on the other side of the room. What was strange was that he didn't seem to mind not having friends. He looked happy.
    We never spoke, though we had most of our classes together. Our school was small, with just 297 people at the time, so of course we saw a lot of each other.
    He was incredibly attractive, with long-ish dirty blond hair and green eyes. He was tall, easily clearing 6 foot 4. People seemed intimidated by him. When he walked through the corridors, people spread out, leaving a bubble around him, so that he could walk without bumping into anyone. Girls always giggled when he walked past, but none ever actually spoke to him. Boys went quiet when he walked past, as if they'd offend him by speaking in his presence.
    It took me months to get over him, to not spend every waking hour - an sometimes even every dreaming hour- wondering why the only person he had spoken to since he arrived was me.
    But eventually I did. And I went on with my life. Forgetting that he ever even spoke to me.
    It wasn't until the following May that I had to interact with him again.
    I was late for biology one day, and Mr Dillon told me not to sit down, that he was arranging us into assigned seats. I ended up on a table beside a girl called Harper with red-brown hair, golden eyes, and braces. She was incredibly pretty. But because my biology class was bigger than was normal, and there weren't enough seats, the tables designed for two ended up being tables designed for three. Aran Green had to try to squeeze his chair in beside me.
    After a few more minutes of Mr Dillon running around trying to organize us, Aran spoke to me.
    "You're Cassie Lynn, right?"
    And of all the times for my social retardedness to kick in, it decided to then. The words caught in my throat, and I made a strange squeaking sound. I coughed, and then weakly said "Yes." Our conversation ended there.
    After that, I began to notice that he got away with things normal people wouldn't, just because he was who he was. Small things, like not holding the door open for someone, or not saying thank you when ordering lunch in the canteen, or even skipping classes for no real reason. People overlooked these things. It bothered me.
    It got worse as time went on, and eventually he just stopped speaking. If asked a question in class, he'd shake his head, and if - God forbid - I asked him a question in biology, he'd point the answer to me and then continue with his work.
    I started to get worked up over it, and it was the biggest relief when the last day of school came. No more worrying about Aran Green.
    When I was walking home, he was in front of me. He was walking quickly, and bumped into some girl who fell over and dropped all of her books. He kept walking.
    I stopped dead in my tracks, staring after him with my mouth in the shape of an O, and looking down at the unfortunate girl. "It must be hard to be so perfect," I said, not expecting him to hear. But he did.
    He turned around to look at me. "It is. Very."
    "I know I wouldn't get away with something like that," I said sourly, picking up the books that had landed near me.
    "You would. Just like me, you'd get away with it." He grinned. "I just take advantage of that oppurtunity."
    I handed the girl her books, and she muttered a weak "Thank you" and hurried off.
    "Ah, but you see, I don't have that oppurtunity to take advantage of. So, you're wrong."
    "Am not."
    "Are too."
    "Am not."
    "Are too."
    "Am not."
    I shook my head, laughing slightly at how stupid I was being. This is what he wanted - a reaction. "Right. Whatever."
    "That's just another way of admitting that I'm right."
    He smiled at me. Why was he so attractive? It was really distracting.
    "You don't know me, Cassie Lynn," he said finally.
    "I know you're a dîck, for sure."
    "You're wrong," he told me, smiling again.
    "Am I, though?"
    He turned and started to walk away.
    "You're wrong," he called. "You just don't know it yet."
    Oh wow this is bad. Well, I'm gonna give it a go. Tell me what you think, fave if you're reading. Follow me etc. I might do teasers because I've always wanted to do them ^-^ Thanks if you read it c: - My2ndLife ♥

  8. FallenAngel* FallenAngel*
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    September 8, 2013 6:29am UTC
    Broken Promises <3 ♥ Chapter 1 ♥
    Em's P.O.V
    Ok. Let's start from the beginning. My name's Em. Not Emily. Just Em. I'm 17; I have layered brown hair that’s been streaked with a million different colours. With piercing green eyes and a constant style of skinny jeans or shorts, T shirts and Converse, I'm not your definition of beautiful, but I get by.
    I've known my best friends, Dylan and Adam, since we were five. We've lived on the same street as long as I can remember and that's the way we like it. The two of them really couldn’t be more different but the three of us are really close. Always have been; always will be.
    Dylan is your average jock. He has straight blond hair, sky blue eyes and is well built. He is a player, a heartbreaker and everyone knows it. Adam on the other hand is music obsessed. He is an amazing guitarist and the best DJ you'll ever come across. He has curly chocolate brown hair and golden eyes. He is quieter though, and for some unknown reason, doesn't date.
    I have a stress parent, awesome friends, too much schoolwork and no privacy.
    But my life is just beginning.
    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Hey everyone! So this is the first chapter, yes I know, it’s short and boring. I promise that as the story goes on, it gets longer, and there’s much more drama! I would love to know what you think, so just leave a comment, and let me know if you want to be notified!! xo

  9. Alexisiscool Alexisiscool
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    August 19, 2013 9:04am UTC
    Infernal
    Chapter 1
    walking through the dead of the wood, I analysed every movement, every sound, every notable thing was noted in my mind... I walked deeper and deeper into the wood, glaring around, the buzzing of bees hummed in my head. Limping I breathed heavily, looking into the blackness of the woods. Deep eerie noises hit my head, "Urgh!" I felt sick, my leg was bleeding. The world turned into blackness of the tree's, kept walking, n stopping, I Had NO time to stop, I needed to find my village. Memories flooded back, ~Memories from 4 months ago~
    I screamed, my father was lying dead on the floor! Covered in his own blood, my mother cried on her knees. Jack, my young brother in my arms. I kissed him, time after time! Alexander Gag, the Sheriff stood above us, why? the dagger through my fathers chest was deep into his heart. The sheriff put his cold pale hand on my shoulder, I glared up at him, he knelt down. "I will look after you and your mother!" He whispered to me. Still crying I whisper "Thank you Master!" He picked up my mother and comforted her, "Come with me, I have a home for you and your children!" He smiled "Guards take them to the castle and take the man with you!" My father laid on the floor, his blue eyes wide open. I wanted to stop and kiss my father one last time, but I couldn't as I carried my brother to the castle only 40 feet away from our home, I sensed a burning, our house was on fire. "MOTHER, MOTHER!" I called, but Alexander Put his hand over my mouth, "Shh, child its okay, its better this way!" I cried, that-that house, my father... Was... I don't know! Finally we arrived at the castle, Alexander smiling, his guards all in black armour. "Lock the doors!" Alexander yelled, 15 men locked all the large wooden doors behind us after we had walked in, the room was large and maginificent, golden candles lit up the room and with golden planks on the walls. A red carpet below us.. Wow... "My and my sidekick will take the children," Alexander smiled cruelly. taking me and my brother to a dark hallway, "Children this is Professor Smithson!" Alexander gestured to the tall dark man next to him, who smiled showing 2 rows of sharp yellowy black teeth. "Now children, I want you two to obey me, you will be split up, The youngest. The boy, will be coming and staying next door to me, since I can take care of him!" My brother Jack, who was only 3, snuggled in my arms, clinging to me. His hair cherry blonde (Red) and his glimmering blue eyes glared down the hall... "Y-yes sir, t-thank you sir!" I gently set my brother down. "Now you, my lady will be next to the Professors surgery and bedroom, nice little place, nice and dark!" He open the bared doors to a dark black room, he gave me a hard shove into the room and down a small flight of stairs, only 5 stairs really, but all hard stone. I fell on the hard floor. The Professor locked the door grinning and laughing as they left! There was nothing in the room but a tiny window, all bared up. I was trapped. In only black leggings and a green vest and brown boots. Half an hour went by, in that room, no that cell. Soon Alexander came in with the Professor who was carrying a chair with rope on it. "Get on the chair!" hissed Alexander sternly, I crawled over the chair "Now!" He yelled, I felt a slap of agony on my back, I climbed on the chair after which the Professor tied up my hands with the rope, I squirmed. Alexander sat on top of me, facing me, his legs opposite to my, he leaned into my face "There's a price for your brothers comfort and your mothers, it takes only your body!" He started to lift up my shirt, exposing my naked breasts. I screamed out "No, please no!" I felt tears threaten my eyes. He ignore me and set his lips against my breast slowly slipping his tongue on them, I cried "Please, please sir!" "Call me master!" Alexander yelled slapping my face, I nodded, scared. "Master, Master!" I whimpered, I couldn't do anything. He kissing me again, touching me, he slipped down my leggings revling my privates. I screamed as he un zipped his black jeans, and pushing them down his legs and doing the same with his grey boxers. slipping his genitals into my privates, shoving it in hard, kissing my chest more and more, I cried "Stop, stop!" He grabbed his belt and slashed it over my face... I wanted to scream...I couldn't out of fear!
    ~1 hour later~
    whimpering, naked, cold. I laid on the stone floor crying. "Master, Master!" He hushed me, kissing me, "Shh baby, Shhh..." Alexander and the Professor left me. I couldn't breathe through the tears, the pain, the agony. I was felt on the floor crying and naked. No hope!
    ~4 months later~ I
    have too escape, shhh don't tell anyone. I have to leave now, they left the door open! I have been hurt too much now...I cant do this! I don't even know if my mother and brother are safe! Time to leave Don't speak, I've escaped the cell, I have too find mother... I ran, hurrying... "Mother!" I called, a raggity women came out of the room, on her hands and knees coughing, Mother... "Mother!" I ran to her and helped her up, "MOTHER WE HAVE TOO LEAVE!" "I know, I know!" She replied crying, "But...Jack is-Is!" "Mother?" I questioned sternly "He's dead!" She broke out into a crying fit. I held her, crying and scarred and carried her. I found the Professors room and slowly opened the door, the Professor was fast to sleep... I found my clothes and grabbed them, Then I saw a hat, pretty looking thing. It was a green cap with a red lighting bolt going through it, I grabbed it and got dressed quickly, then I grabbed a bow and arrow for protection... I laughed and me and mother left... Free now, we left and soon got into the woods before long we heard running, they realized we left... No! They cant! We quickly ran.... Before mother fell in a ditch, I stopped to save her, "Run darling..RUN!" she yelled, I went back seeing a large staffi could use to defend myself. I tripped and my head landed on a branch I hit my head hard and fell un-conscience! "NO!" I heard my mother scream......
    ~Memory Over~
    "No!" I leaped up into a sitting persion, Breathing heavily, I realized I was on the dirt again. Ugh... I stood up slowly. Suddenly I heard bells, Chruch bells and children laughing... I arrived at my old village.

  10. Main Account: LoveYourLifeee* Main Account: LoveYourLifeee*
    posted a quote
    August 14, 2013 7:27pm UTC
    Dreams Don't Always Come True.
    Chapter 1
    "Callie, wake up, breakfast is ready!" My mom yells up to my room. " Okay!"
    I say as I check my phone. Just like every morning there's a "Good morning"
    text from my amazing boyfriend, Shane. I get up and get ready for school
    then head down stairs for breakfast. Mom made bacon and eggs. She
    knows I'm a vegetarian ,but it's what my dad wanted. So I grab a bowl and
    fill it with milk and my favorite cereal, Lucky Charms. I slip my shoes on,
    get my backpack and head to pick up Brooke and Victoria, my best friends.
    We head to school. When we get there I see Shane standing with Daniel. It's
    a bit awkward because he's my ex and Shane's best friend but we talked to
    him before we started dating. I run up to him and he picks me up and spins
    me around. Although its only been 10 hours since we saw each other it feels
    like forever. As he places me back on the ground I feel his soft lips press
    against mine. "Aww." I hear Brooke and Victoria say as they always do.
    Daniel tells Shane he's gotta get to class and walks away, which he also does
    everyday." Wanna go to a movie tonight?" Shane askes me. "Of course." I
    reply looking into his beautiful, hazel eyes. The bell rings and Victoria and
    Brooke head to thier class while Shane walks me to mine. He is perfect. I
    kiss him one more time and say "See you at lunch." He replies with "Ok,
    love you, princess." After first and second period I am eager to head to
    lunch. The 5 of us sit down. Me between Victoria and Shane, Daniel beside
    Shane and Brooke beside Victoria. When lunch is over the rest of the day
    seems like it's taking forever. Finally he arrives at my house. 7 o'clock sharp
    just like he said. I rush to the door so my dad doesn't get there first. We
    head out the door, behind me I hear my dad shout "Have her back by 11." He
    tells him that everytime and Shane always has the same reply: "Yes, sir."
    I'm so happy he's all mine...

  11. ScaredToDeath ScaredToDeath
    posted a quote
    July 18, 2013 9:39pm UTC
    Love Lies
    Chapter 1
    "Bridgette," Grace started cautiously as they entered the large building. She stared at the ugly brown tiles, focusing on the quick little snapping noise her pink flats made as they hit the stone. "I have to ask you something, and you can't get mad at me." This would either go really well, or really bad. Bridgette would either completely flip and start screaming, or laugh it all off. She was so unpredictable sometimes. "Okay?" Bridgette asked, wondering what Grace was up to. "Nick's been gone from 3 months. How have you dealt with that? We both know you don't do so well with long distance relationships. Remember Ben?" she asked. Ben was a jock, star hockey player, but kind of a jerk, and definitely stupid. He was attractive though, all the girls melted over him. He had hooked up with Bridgette a few times over the summer, and eventually they made it official. After 2 weeks of Ben travelling with the team, Bridgette got bored and hooked up with the swim team. Ben came home and found out, and that was the end of that. Most guys didn't care that Bridgette hooked up with other guys, though, because if you were dating her you got the most action, and usually the best, too. "I've had a few friends keep me busy, nothing major. I haven't gotten any action since Nick left, it's killing me," Bridgette whined. Grace thought about how obnoxious Bridgette was, she wondered why she hung out with someone like her. Then she remembered 7th grade. She had spent most of the year being teased about her glasses and how she always read. The summer before 8th grade she got contacts, and only read on her phone so it looked like texts. She started using make up and working out, and now she had a killer body. The only thing she needed was to be noticed, and what better way to be noticed than to hang with the school s//ut? "What do you mean keep you busy then?" Grace questioned her. "Mmmm, the usual foreplay. We'll listen to music, and I'll walk over and-" Bridgette started to explain. "ENOUGH!" Grace cut her off. "I don't need a play by play, Bridge. C'mon, I want to get to P.E. early, Josh Haffet just got transferred to our class," she finished by changing the subject to Josh. He was even more perfect than Nick. Bridgette would never admit it, but Grace knew she liked Josh. He may be the one boy she wouldn't cheat on. Josh and Nick were best friends, and Grace knew she was only using Nick to get to Josh. Nick was sweet, he would be so heartbroken when Bridgette finally got Josh. It wasn't an if, Bridgette always got the boy she wanted. After all, if your legs are the doorway to Narnia you do have an advantage over most of the male population.
    Author's Note: Chapter 1. If you haven't read the prologue you should. It explains a little bit more about what kind of people Bridgette and Nick are. Grace is still sort of unknown I guess? An extra.
    Alll Time Note: Okay, hi. I guess I'm trying something new here. I haven't seen a story like what I'm planning on making happen in this one yet on Witty, but I've seen better ones. Read please I guess? I just want feedback. Even if you only read a chapter, and tell me it sucks and my grammar sucks and I need better word choice. I don't care. I want feedback. Follow if you like it, I guess. I'll do notifs if anyone actually wants to read this.... :/ (My bio explains my feelings on my writing if it isn't obvious enough)

  12. IWriteStoriesx33 IWriteStoriesx33
    posted a quote
    July 6, 2013 1:09pm UTC
    ~Falling For Niall~
    Chapter 1
    THE SOUNDS OF screaming girls fills the air, as they sing their last song. Too bad- a great night ends, I look to the left and right, to see my best friends screaming and jumping up and down. The best part of thr night is that we got front row seats!
    "I LOVE YOU ONE DIRECTION!" Tammie, one of my best friend screams.
    "ALEXIS, TAMMIE- LIAM LOOKED AT ME!" screams my other friend, Julie. I smile at both of them.
    'What makes you Beatiful' is the song that's playing. It comes to it's first chorus, as everyone starts singing along. I lean back a bit, to let someone by, when a guy behind me shoves me up, that my fingers are touching the stage.
    "Oi!" I yell at him. Then- I feel a sour pain in my fingers. One of the boys on stage stepped on my finger, it's bleeding like hell!
    "Ow! Ow! Ow!" I whine, watching the blood drip down.
    "Oh my god, are you okay!?" says Niall Horan, who's on stage right now.
    "NIALL HORAN!" I squeal, "You're talking to ME!"
    Niall runs to the back of the stage, talking to someone, he points to me at one stage. Right now, I'm in awful pain. But am so excited, that NIALL JAMES HORAN was talking to me. I then realise he's singing now.
    After about two and a half minutes, the song ends and after another eight minutes, people star evacuating the area. A lady who looks to working here, comes up to me.
    "Are you in pain?" she asks me. I'm confused for a moment, then remember my fingers.
    "Oh- yes!" I say, they haven't stopped bleeding yet.
    "Come with me," the women says, motioning me to follow her. I do as I say.
    "Call you in a minute," I mouth to Julie and Tammie, as they walk out. The woman directs me back stage. Oh my gosh!

  13. emilygm* emilygm*
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2013 8:57pm UTC
    Angels Hide Demons
    Chapter 1
    "Rowan, your friends are here!"
    "Coming, mom!"
    I slipped on my denim-colored sneakers and raced to the front door, where Liberty and Scarlett were waiting with smiles on their faces. Today was Saturday, and also our monthly sleepover. This month, February, it was at my house.
    I ushered my friends up to my room to put their bags down, and then we went to our huge multi-purpose room, which had a couch, a few board games, and a huge TV. It was really only used for the sleepovers and other parties. As we rolled out our sleeping bags, I listened to Scarlett's long, agitated rant about some girl in her English class.
    "And then she snatched the pencil right out of my hand and gave it to Jake for me! If she gets in the way of our relationship-"
    "Scarlett," Liberty cut in, "what relationship are you talking about? You're lucky if Jake even knows your name." We knew about her huge crush on Jake, who was on the basketball team, but I had no idea who this mystery girl was. So, against my better judgement, I asked. This cued a second rant.
    "Alaia Garner. She can have any guy she wants, and she has to go for Jake?!"
    "Jeez, Scarlett, all she did was give him a pencil." Liberty had always been the sensible one. Scarlett... not so much.
    "Maybe you're right. But what if she tries something else? Something like... writing him love letters, or taping her photo to his locker? What if she likes him, too?"
    "That's not going to happen. You're definitely overreacting." This time, the words of wisdom came out of my mouth. And Liberty agreed. Although, I was slighty worried. Not about Jake, but about Alaia.
    "Can we maybe talk about something else?" I offered. "You guys like Uno, right?" I grabbed the small box of the bookshelf and dumped out the cards. Thankfully, it was enough to end the conversation.

  14. sparkle123 sparkle123
    posted a quote
    July 5, 2013 7:20pm UTC
    That summer
    Chapter 1
    My name is Marina Stevenson. At home, I’m the child to be hit by my father. At school, I’m one of those short, scrawny kids that always gets beaten up and pushed around, because I am a nobody.
    A couple years ago, I found out that I had depression. But the madness started at an early age. I was 5 years old when my parents divorced. I was forced to stay at my dad’s. He always had a bad temper, but I never thought it would get so bad that he would start hitting me. When I turned six, that’s when I started being hit by my father. That’s also when he started drinking. At school, I always was and will always be the shy, quiet, awkward kid. The bullying started at 7th grade. I’ve been bullied for three years. All those awful things they had said to me spun around in my head, and I couldn’t stop thinking that I was never good enough.
    I wore my usual hairstyle: ponytail. I walked downstairs to eat breakfast. No sight of my father. He was at work. But when he comes home drunk, the hitting begins.
    After eating breakfast, I walked up to the bus stop. Two kids were getting on the bus: my ex best friend and her new best friend. They gave me dirty looks and I was forced to ignore them like always. Apparently I was late, because the only seat that was available for me was next to my ex abusive boyfriend. He smirked at me and touched my neck with his fingertips. I flinched.
    “Don’t touch me!” I warned him.
    “Oh what are you gonna do about it?” he said with his two eyebrows close together.
    I ignored him and moved a little whenever he would touch me.
    I closed my eyes and tried to imagine what it was like when he wasn’t like this. Because it’s true. He wasn’t like this. Last year he started doing drugs and smoked weed. I guess he just forgot about how much he loved me.
    “Why are you wearing long sleeves when it’s 88 degrees outside?” he asked.
    Did I mention that I cut myself?
    I pulled my arm away, but he grabbed it again.
    “Aw! Would you like me to kiss those for you?” he sarcastically said. “Attention seeker.” He rolled his eyes.
    I felt the tears coming up but blinked them away.
    My day went normal as people taunted me, gave me dirty looks, and pushed me into walls and lockers while calling me terrible things.
    We had a substitute for my last period, Biology.
    When the bell rang, everyone left the classroom, but the substitute told me to stay.
    “Marina, we need to talk. I have to tell you something very important,” she told me.
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    So I haven't written in FOREVER! I decided to make a new story. I hope I don't give up on it. Well I hope you guys like it. Don't forget to favorite it. Give me some feedback? Please lol. Just wanna know if it's good so far. I feel like it's boring right now, but it'll get better!
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  15. Th£_Music_Fr£Ak❤* Th£_Music_Fr£Ak❤*
    posted a quote
    July 3, 2013 2:40pm UTC
    21 Days of Nothing
    Chapter one
    It was a cold, dark, dreary night. September 21st, the day I turned 15. As I walked through my front door and ran up the stairs I realized something was wrong. The lights were on but the house was empty, no one was home. I remember my mom and dad saying something about bringing my 7 year old little brother, Tyler, to the park. So I picked up the phone and called my boyfriend, Todd. The phone rang twice but the call was interrupted by my best friend, Kayla, who just so happens to live next store. She didn’t say anything but frantically hung up. So I ran across the street to her house to find myself standing in front of a site that will never be erased from my mind. I remember her falling back instantly gasping for air. I ran for the phone and called 9-1-1. They got there within 5 minutes and I was crying hysterically. I didn’t know what had happened and I didn’t know what to do. I watched as the oxygen mask was placed over her mouth and nose. I was sitting in the back of the ambulance with her when she woke up. She was so confused. I asked her what had happen and she had no idea. So I tried explaining everything to her, but she thought I was making it up. When we got to the hospital she was rushed up to a room. She was going insane. I stepped outside for a minute and decided to go call Todd. So I found the nearest payphone and dialed his number. It rang twice again and he picked up.
    “Hurry up to the hospital, now!” I said.
    “Baby, calm down. What’s wrong?” He asked, trying to stay calm himself.
    “It’s Kayla. Please just hurry!”
    “Okay, okay, okay. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
    With that said, I went back into the waiting room and waited for him. He definitely kept up to his word; he was there in ten minutes. As soon as he saw me he came rushing over to me. I started bawling and he wrapped me into his arms. After a few minutes, I calmed down, and we went to Kayla’s room. I started bawling again and was asked to leave. I looked at the clock and I realized that it was 7:45pm and I had to be home by 8:00pm. So Todd and I started running to my house, but then I fell. After I fell I felt something warm trickle down my face- blood. I tried to get up but fell back down. After that, I must’ve blacked out because I woke up in a hospital bed, next to Kayla. My brother, my parents, her parents, and Todd were all in the bedroom. My brother and Todd stayed with us all night long, but our parents went home. We were both released on September 24th but had to spend a week in bed. Kayla stayed at my house so it was easier to be taken care of, because her and my parents were going to be out of town. The next day Todd came over, to help take care of us. He knelt down beside my bed and gave me a rose.
    “I’ll give you a rose everyday to show my affection towards you and that I’ll always be with you and love you. “ He said.
    I was speechless but I managed to say, “Awe that’s very sweet. Thank you. I love you and will always be there for you too.”
    He then kissed me and went down stairs to help Tyler make breakfast. Once they came back up, I asked Todd to go and get me the blue vase from our grandmother; my favourite. He got it, I put the rose in it, and he placed it on my dresser where I could see it every time I looked up. He was so sweet, I’m so lucky that I have a boyfriend like that.
    After breakfast we played board games, watched Disney movies, and did crafts. Time flew by because it was starting to get late so Todd put Tyler to bed and then came back into the bedroom, kissed me goodnight and went downstairs. He didn’t want to make Kayla feel unwanted or anything so he didn’t stay with me; plus I was only 15 and he 16.
    New story, what does everyone think? Second chapter will be up soon if y'all like this chapter.

  16. DakkyDukky DakkyDukky
    posted a quote
    June 29, 2013 12:37pm UTC
    Kieron Parker pushed the bathroom door open, absently straightening his tie. He had fallen asleep in Maths. Surprise, surprise. Half the class had fallen asleep. He was groggy and irritable now. In fact, being in college was making him irritable. Why did he hate college so much?
    He shook his head, resigned. He dropped his bag on the ground and undid the zipper on his trousers.
    Behind the closed door on the fifth stall, Ben Fisher was pushed against Liam Tyrrell with tangled tongues and firm arms. They exhaled together, lost in their own worlds.
    Kieron grimaced and whipped his head forward. Revolted, he quickly finished up. The boys in the stall seemed in no hurry to stop. Kieron was privy to the satisfied moans and wet sounds of lips on lips. He stalked to the sinks and ran the water, hoping to drag the two out of it. Unfortunately, they took the rush of water to mean that they could moan louder.
    Ben smiled as Liam let out a soft growl. He could hear the water running. And he knew how much of an exhibitionist Liam was.
    Kieron stared at his repulsed reflection as he washed his hands. He didn't understand homosexuality.
    Why would a man want to date another man?
    How were they supposed to procreate?
    Was it to quell perverted fantasies?
    Most likely.
    He shut off the faucet and moved to grab his bag.
    "Mmm…"
    Kieron froze. His eyes traveled to the fifth stall without his consent.
    Ben was on his toes as he arched into Liam's demanding lips. Liam dropped his arms to Ben's waist.
    Kieron saw the feet swaying carelessly by the ankles of the other. A breathless laugh escaped the stall. Kieron blinked. He straightened up in a flash, shouldering his bag.
    "You're really good," a whisper sounded. Kieron gagged, moving to the door.
    "I've practiced," came the answer. Kieron shook his head in disbelief.
    "Hmm," was the reply. "Nothing to brag about." Kieron recognized that voice.
    "Then I guess I'll just have to brag about this, Ben."
    Which was followed by an impassioned moan.
    And Kieron's jaw dropped.
    That was Ben.
    He was moaning like a lovesick girl.
    What?
    What the hell?
    Kieron rushed out of the bathroom, darkening.

  17. invisableme13 invisableme13
    posted a quote
    June 28, 2013 12:28am UTC
    Gone
    Chapter 1
    I guess it hit me today when I saw him. It really sank in that he was going to be gone soon. When I say gone I don`t mean moving or something silly. I mean gone.
    ***
    My best friends name is Colton. We met on the first day of kindergarten.
    We slowly grew up surviving school just like everyone else.
    We were never the popular kids and we didn`t hang out with
    anyone but each other. I guess you could say we were inseparable and we still are.
    Its been eleven years and we are still best friends. Its become a daily routine that we go
    down to Bucks Diner everyday after school to do homework and talk.
    But our talk today was different.
    Colton wasn’t himself.
    He wouldn`t even look me in the eyes as if there was something he was keeping from me and it was bothering him like crazy.
    ************Authors Note***********
    Hey guys go read my story Gone on my soon to be stories
    account changed. Let me know what you think because its my first story
    im also open to suggestions and comments!!

  18. BuryMeInside BuryMeInside
    posted a quote
    June 24, 2013 2:32pm UTC
    The Over In Forever
    Chapter 1
    Some people refuse to admit how full of need they really are. They underestimate how much they want something,
    therefore leading them to never have it.
    I am not one of those people.
    I knew what I wanted since I knew what I wasn't, it started a bit early, in fourth grade, and lingered
    for a very very long time. All I wanted to do was be 'popular', whatever that was supposed to mean.
    Things like this weren't attainable overnight, much less in the years I tried.
    I had everything they had. I had the brand name clothes, I had my ironed hair everyday, I wore
    makeup the same way they did. I had the same grades, same classes, same body shape, practically
    the same everything. I just never got why my friends and I weren't popular.
    I wasn't a creep, a nerd, a geek; I was born to be into it. It took me until 7th grade to realize
    why I just couldn't be in the same crowd as the others.
    I wanted my friends to come with me.
    And apparently, that was something looked down upon in the higher groups. The day
    I found out I was a bit mad. Mad it took so long for me to figure out that the only people
    holding me back were the ones that actually cared enough to keep me with them.
    They were weird.
    Weird. What's that even mean? The day I realized was the day Malcom pointed it out to me.
    We were in math class with Mr. Hordor and he was going over our test.
    There was a kid arguing over one of the answers, saying that it was invalid.
    God, I love that kid. Nearly everyone did. He argued with until cass was over,always, leaving
    everyone time to do what they wanted. I sat next to Malcom in class, so we talked sometimes.
    He was a jock, not really popular, but still a jock (if that makes any sense...?). He was
    the captain of the schools's rugby team.
    Malcom was observing the test he got back, and I glanced over at his score, a C. "Oh my Gosh, you got
    better than me!" I exclaimed. At this, he laughed, "Don't I always?" I shrugged my shoulders,
    refusing to give in. "At least I won't be the only one to fail this class."
    He smiled and shook his head, looking thoughtful, "I don't know, I jsut don't get it."
    "Get what?" "You. I mean, you could be popular. You got everything going for you, everything
    you need to sit back, "he pointed to the back of the class, where the popular kids sat, "there.
    I just don't understand why some friends are worth more than that."
    I furrowed my eyebrows, "My friends?" "Yeah, don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about."
    "But I don't." "They're just weird." "Weird?" "Yeah, weird. Freaks, social outcasts, whatever you want
    to call them."

  19. sailing_strong_210202 sailing_strong_210202
    posted a quote
    June 23, 2013 3:20pm UTC
    Page 14-15
    The thing about Jack, is that he says he can’t dance and but he’s not that bad. I made him come to semi formal last year. He was so cute. He wore the cutest pair of suspenders and a little red bow tie. I just wanted to give him a great bid hug. After we all vow to dance, we talk for a while, about anything but boys because somehow all of the guys on the bus decide to group together and we are in the middle of all of them. Instead we talk about clothes. I start by talking about the dresses we are wearing tonight. I haven’t seen Rachel or Claire’s dresses yet, so it will be a surprise to me. The same thing with them: neither of us has seen any of our dresses. Then, we talk about our outfits for the upcoming days. I have every outfit planned out and I even have a backup outfit incase one doesn’t look nice on me. Then, all of the sudden, there is a very quiet singing coming from behind Ray and Claire. It’s Isaac and Jack. They’re singing along to Jack’s iPod. I can’t hear what song they are singing but it sound familiar. I ask Rachel: “What are they singing?” She hushes me then listens really closely to them. “The Spice Girls?” she says. “What?” Claire says stifling a giggle. “Are they really?” “Yeah…yeah they are!” Rachel says a little louder. “That’s hilarious!” I sit next to Jack in math class and he is always singing. I keep telling him he is a terrible singer but he never listens to me. He says that he knows he can’t sing but he likes to. I always just laugh and disregard the singing until it stops. I start to stare at Jack from across the aisle and he looks back at me. He notices that I was staring and he starts to sing a bit loud. He and Isaac start to sing really loud. They are belting the Spice Girls as loud as they can. Everyone starts to look at them but they keep singing. I would love to just be able to do that with no shame. I’m really shy so I could never do anything daring like that. Jack starts to smile and he loses his train of though and stops singing and he starts to laugh really hard. Everyone around them starts to laugh, especially Claire, Rachel and I. jack looks at me for some sort of approval. He looks at me to make sure I am laughing. I don’t know what he is thinking but if he just does that to impress girls, I guess it works. He is so cute. I look out the window and see a bridge, but it’s not a usual bridge: it’s not over water, it’s over traffic. It is absolutely stunning. It is totally made out of concrete. There are these huge pillars on all four corners of the bridge and the carvings in them are beautiful. There is also a sign on the right side of the bridge, it reads “Welcome to Washington D.C.” and then it has writing under it but I don’t have enough time to read it. “Guys!” no one responds, “Guys! Look we’re here!” I point out the window to the sign. “We’re finally here!” Jack yells with excitement. “Calm down Jack. We still have to get to Arlington” Mr. Wes says. Jack looks at our chaperone then shuts up. We make eye contact and I smile. I feel bad that I it was my fault that he was yelled at.

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    “Me too” she says and breaks the huddle. We all sit back and look at the people around us. Jack and Mike are gaining complements from their glasses; Sam is frolicking through the groups of people. He is extremely awkward. Someone needs to teach him how to act around people, let alone girls. He has a habit of creeping out everyone he talks to. After a few minutes of sitting on the bench, I notice that there are more people sitting on the bench. At first there were four people sitting and now there is seven: Claire, Rachel, Ellie, Emma, Adrian, Ginger and myself. Sam tries to sit down with us but there is no more room on the bench. If anyone else sits down, the whole bench will break into a million pieces. The chaperones finally come out of the building. They gather everyone into a smaller group on the patio. We get the whole lecture about representing our school in a new city. We need to behave and act presentable. We all nod even though no one cares. Mr. Moore ends his speech with: “Let’s have a great trip everyone.” We sit around for a few more minutes until our buses pull up to the patio. We all pile onto the buses. This time Mike takes the window seat and I sit on the aisle. Mr. Wes says: “Rug Rats roll call!” he laughs a little. “Chucky,” Charlie says Mike says: “Phil!” “Lil!” I say. “Angelica!” Rachel says. “Susie!” “Tommy!” Jack says. Isaac says: “Dill!” “Stu. Alright, we have everyone” Mr. Wes says. Mike could tell I was dying to talk with Rachel and Claire so he let me sit in his seat. he is so sweet. We talk about all sorts of things. First we talk about how cute Ellie would be with Ben. I really don’t like Ben but if he makes Ellie happy than I don’t care. Then we talk about tonight. We are so excited for the dance. I have decided that I am going to slow dance. I will not end the night if I don’t slow dance with at least one guy. Rachel, Claire and I vow to slow dance with at least one person. I hope I get to dance with Jack.

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