Письмо Club
Присоединиться
Fanpop
New Post
Explore Fanpop
posted by mitchie19
2. B I G D A Y

One, two, three, go! I breathed. My right leg went first up the stairs and then my left leg.
This is it, this is really it. I squealed nervously. “Marhion Angeles Pearson, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Pearson” the school directress announced. I went up the stage. The audience clapped.
I felt like a звезда on a rise.
I saw Riley on the crowd, my eyes glued to him. Ah! I tripped. The audience gasp some stood up to see if I’m okay some of them laughed and snickered. селезень, дрейк Cell, the school news anchor video taped my clumsiness, he smiled. I quickly stood up. My cheeks were red, I was embarrassed.
“I’m okay, “I announced. “I’m alright.” I walked quickly, shook the directress’ hand, handed my diploma and smiled for the camera. Nervously, I went down quickly to Присоединиться Norah and Aeyla.


My день went fine after graduation. My schoolmates were congratulating me, we shook hands and talk for a while. Sierra came up to me and we hugged. We were both already crying.
I felt like the world is going to collapse and I’m never going to see her again. She laughed.
“I’m going to miss you, Mariah.” Sierra сказал(-а) while wiping her eyes with a blue handkerchief.
I don’t know what to say, I just spilled whatever I can. “Me too, Sierra,” I hugged her again.
I wish I could convince her dad about Sierra moving to New York but, it was too late to ask.
A red Toyota idled up the road. I and Sierra looked at it. “That’s my dad,” She explained.
I don’t want her to leave. If I could just tie her up on a дерево или something and never let her go или that’s just plain stupid.
“Sierra, bye,“ I hugged her really tight.
She pecked me on the cheek.
“Bye. I’m going to miss you.”
“You’re my bestfriend. Bestfriends don’t leave each other.”
“Mariah, I have to. And bestfriends sacrifice for each other too.”
“Right, good luck in New York. Call me when Ты land.”
“Okay! Bye, Любовь you!” She shouted while getting inside the car.
“Love you, too! “
The Toyota went away leaving me without a bestfriend.
I told Norah to meet me at the house. We were celebrating. I need some time to think.
I already gave her my кепка, колпачок and gown. As Ты can see, I’m wearing a short turquoise dress and my white checkered куртка around me.
People were leaving the place. The service фургон, ван was packing up the sound system and the stage craft.
Then another service фургон, ван went to park, to pack up the chairs and the other stuff.
I thought I was the only one left in the place.
Oh my gosh, I whispered. I didn’t even notice how beautiful this place is.
Up a small hill, I saw an яблоко дерево and even a Bermuda grass.
I went up, sat by the дерево and read a book I pulled out of my backpack.
‘This morning, I woke up with the feeling of sadness. I didn’t notice that I left the house without a goodbye to my little sister,’ I read through my eyes.
‘I wish I could regret that very moment with---‘I broke off.
Someone fell from the branch above me. “Ouch! Damn it! Agh!” Riley shouted.
He fixed his polo and took away the leaves from his jeans.
I got up like someone twitched me with a needle. I looked on his face. I was hypnotized.
“What are Ты doing here?” I demanded.
“I came not to Присоединиться my friends.”
“Huh? What?”
“I mean I stayed. I don’t want to be with my Друзья for a while.”
“Oh. Well,”
I forgot, Norah must be waiting for me at home.
“Um, okay. I better run off.” I сказал(-а) while stuffing my stuff in my backpack.
“Where Ты headed?” He asked smiling. It made me smile too.
“I’m going home, to celebrate.”
His cellphone beeped. He looked at it and shoved it back to his pocket.
“Yeah, um, can I come?” He asked politely.
I don’t know if Norah is expecting visitors but, I’m sure she will now. He’s just so cute and handsome.
On the bright side if she let him out of the house, I’ll tell her it’s my special день and she will understand. Riley was waiting for me to answer. He looked tensed on what I’m going to say.
“Sure, Ты can come.” I сказал(-а) quickly.
He let out his crooked smile at me and сказал(-а) thanks.
The ride in his car was a bit different.
It was like I was riding in a brand new car. The smell still exists and the сиденье, место, сиденья is еще comfortable.
Don’t say that it’s my first time inside a car. I have been in a lot of rides, including my dad’s car, a ride with a few friends, something like that. But, the last time I rode in a brand new car was the time my dad bought one, years назад and I kind of miss the feeling.
“Seatbelt,” he ordered.
Right, seatbelt, I thought.
On the ride home, we didn’t talk. I was thinking of a subject but, before I can ask, he sighed and played a Chris Brown song. We were going north and his eyes were straight on the road. I mouthed the lyrics.
It was my Избранное song. Riley caught me mouthing the words then let out a soft laugh.
“What?” I stopped.
“Don’t tell me Ты like Chris Brown?”
“Oh. Him, right, I like him. I mean his songs.” My voice sounded cool.
He composed himself for a while.
“Good. Then can Ты sing this?” He teased and pressed the Далее track.
The song was playing was Forever. I gulped. I was speechless. I don’t know what to say.
Riley, still wearing his teasing face. My сердце pounded.
“I’m not a good singer, Ты know.” I blurted.
“Oh come on. Just…..try.” He smiled handsomely.
Come on, Mariah. This is your moment to Показать him you’re confident to do anything in a simple way.
Go on just sing. One of the voices in my head said.
(singing) “I’ma take Ты there, I’ma take Ты there. Ты be there. Don’t be scared. I’m right here baby. We can go anywhere. But first it’s your chance to take my hand. Come with me…..”
I stopped and laughed. We both laughed.
“See, you’re good.” He smiled. The teasing face, erased.
I felt embarrassed but, Пение in front of a guy seemed like the shyness went away.
“Really?” I was surprised.
“Yeah, “
I never enjoyed like this before. I’m going to remember it. This was fun.
We laughed like we embarrassed ourselves.
I didn’t notice that we were already at home.
The house looks like it has been quiet for weeks. I clearly understood that Norah сказал(-а) there will be an after party after the program ends. There was a note on the door:


The party was moved. Go to your Aunt Lourdes’ house.
Meet Ты there with Aeyla.

I groaned when I read the letter. I fished out the letter and stashed it inside my куртка pocket.
Riley agreed that we are heading to his place. This time, he opened the door for me. What a surprise. He got in and turned the car around.




The Cruz’s residence house made it look even brighter. Imagine a house covered in lights. Музыка was already playing and a few of the jocks were playing ball on the grass. There were cars parked front of the house, some parked it anywhere. Riley parked the car under a черника, блуберри tree. Riley opened the front door for me. The whole house was full of students partying.
On my right side, I can see Aeyla laughing with a two blond girls with a cup on her hand. Aeyla’s direction turned to me, congratulated me, hugged me then went back with the blonds. “Oh Mariah, honey,” Norah came up. “Congratulations. I’m so happy for you.” She squeezed me. I was crying. Yup, tears of joy. All I did was hugged her back and laughed a little. I told her I was hungry. She led me to the buffet таблица and said, “Eat, okay? There’s plenty more,” and went to the living room. Sigh. This party is cool. I grabbed myself a plate and sat on the диван, мягкий уголок where Aeyla and her Друзья were but, they weren’t there anymore.
In front of me, I didn’t notice Zane Medley was all that noisy playing his PSP, “Go, go, go, YES!” and cheered for himself while селезень, дрейк Cell, the school news anchor, his face disgust straight to Zane. I stared at селезень, дрейк while I chew my corn.
His arms folded and looked at me, then looked away. “Don’t do that,” he now seemed irritated.
“Okay, just want to make Ты laugh,” I сказал(-а) cooly. He looked at me. “Yeah like the video I taped Ты tripped in graduation. Ha! Made my day,” I stopped chewing and placed my plate on the coffee table, folding my arms. “Just kidding, this guy just can’t stop yelling, go, go, go,” he сказал(-а) cold. “He’s a moron!” he added.
In the middle of the dance floor, a girl named Angeline did a hip hop dance. The crowd went ahs and ohh.
“I heard that! Yes, go!” Zane сказал(-а) looking at the screen. селезень, дрейк yelled whatever to Zane before I went to the кухня to place my plate in the sink. Фрукты punch, I thought. At the corner counter of the kitchen, I reached for the container. Very suddenly, we did the same, our hands touched. “Sorry, Ты first,” Riley chuckled. My сердце thudded. I don’t have else to say so, I did what he told me.
I don’t want him to see me giggle so I walked вперед to the garden. “Hey,” he reached my hand. I felt a shock through my body. My body tried to look back.
“Riley,” we both looked at Aunt Lourdes. She gave him a congratulatory Kiss on the cheek and a hug. “Congratulations,” she smiled. Her smile reminded me of someone. An old friend of my mom’s maybe.
“Oh. My, Mariah, is that you? Haven’t seen Ты in years,” she asked as if seen a ghoul. I tried to hide my smile, but it wasn’t a good idea to hide it now. “Yes. This is me,” I сказал(-а) embarrassed. Riley looked puzzled, wearing a face that does-my-mom-know-this-person-thing. “You know her?”He asked.
“Of course, I was her mom’s bestfriend since high school,” she smiled at me.
“Oh. Hmm,” was all he blurted out. “Have Ты eaten, dear?” she сказал(-а) nicely.
“Yes. I did.” I chuckled. A cell phone rang in the background; Aunt Lourdes picked it up and went towards the door. “That’s cool,” Riley nodded. I sighed.
“Yeah, your mom’s sweet.” I complimented. Riley laughed. God, I Любовь his laugh.
I was hypnotized. We both went to dance with the others and enjoyed the night.
posted by dragonrider
That same день - Eric's perspective

Oh Jeez...Why did she have to point me out to her friends? I wasn't interesting. They know that I had been watching her for months.
To stop meeting her gaze and being embarrassed I hid myself in a book hoping that I would stop being embarrassed.
"Hey Eric Ты must be really into that book," My friend Tom сказал(-а) to me as he sat down across from me.
Maybe not. I put the book down a bit "Oh yeah it's great. Эй, do Ты have girls staring at you?" I asked him
His face lit up and he smirked "Oh yeah it's great. I get asked out all the time," he said
I frowned "Nobody...
continue reading...
posted by problematic124
Okay so recently I thought why don't I tell what i think about some things so let's get this party started.

A few weeks назад my class had to pick a quote/lyric that meant something. So i googled it and found some nice Цитаты from my good buddy Albert Einstein. We all know him. Anyway this is what i found:
"Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love."
And as soon as i read that I just went awwwww. I mean is that not one of the best Любовь Цитаты ever.
Really spoke to me i just loved it! And ever since then haven't forgot. What do Ты think of this quote.

So Далее to the whole Показать and...
continue reading...
posted by numnumyellow67
Chapter 1
The District

I quietly and quickly pick the katniss plant's roots. Have to hurry home, или at least the ruined building I call my home. Living a destroyed old district, Ты kind of get used to the idea of having to hurry back to ruined buildings, before the rats and bugs decide to settle into your so called home.I start on my way back, when I see a plump rabbit, just watching me desperately pick the roots, while coated in mud. This annoys me, and with one быстрый, стремительный, свифт movement, I нож the fat fool from afar. A direct hit. Perfect. I've been working on my нож throwing skills, and got a lucky...
continue reading...
posted by greenstergirl
Pain. Fear. Hatred. These things is what my life was full of. Love. Laughter. Happiness. I have none of these things. I used to though. I had a great Mom and Dad. We lived in a small house on the sandy shores of a пляж, пляжный in California. I had a small furry Labrador that would beg for any Еда he could get his soft paws on. Usually it was only broccoli.

That life doesn't seem amazing. Well....it still was. The nights my family and I had by the crackling огонь after a dip in the ocean water were my favorite. My mother would sit on the green chair in the corner and braid my long red hair that everyone...
continue reading...
posted by starfire1712
This is our the land where we live
What we have we won’t give
Up to any without a fight
Our ancestors gave us this birth right
We just want to live in peace
But still the battles will not cease
Until we’re driven from our home
Then we would be left to roam
And settle in some other place
или wiped out with no trace
Our names they wouldn’t know
So we prepare to meet our foe
The tribal headdress worn with pride
And paint upon our skin to hide
Who they face upon the field
Armed with arrows, spear & shield
Seen as men within a crowd
Surging forth we holler aloud
No fear from us will be shown
As they meet the unknown
Warriors not afraid to die
Fighting for our cause we try
To save our land & family
So our tribe can be free
To live as we choose to do
So let battle now ensue
posted by stopbullying
Chapter 2
An odd man stepped out of the car and instantly I knew who it was. It was the man that came into the Магазин during my shift. He stalked me all the way down here and now he was standing in front of me. I wanted to scream because of the scary feeling I got from look in his eyes but I found no voice. I was stupid to go to the outer edges of the park where almost nobody was. And the секунда I could find a breath his hand was over my mouth and I was thrown into the back of a car that was cold and wet. I could barely hear the voices in the front of the car and I wanted to know where I was going....
continue reading...
Should A Writer Share Her First Draft With Family & Friends? by E.K. Prescott via www.FilmCourage.com.
video
writer
Автор
ek prescott
historical fiction
story
novel
posted by Epetrus
someone mentioned your name today. It wafted over to me like the smell of spicy perfume - pleasant at first, but one that stings in the long run. My subconscious picked it up, without me noticing and, I must admit, it took me a few tenths of a секунда to dig up your file in my brain. I seemed to forget who Ты were for that short amount of time. For that brief, innocent period, I was unaware. The name could have been from years and years ago, it could have been a name I had дана to a щенок many years back, the name of a plush toy, the name carved in a bus stop bench. A name that I had known,...
continue reading...
posted by ivoryphills
I lived in my cold dark world for my entire life.
Feeble, absentminded, indifferent, and apathetic are what I am
After shunning the outside world for all its transgression towards me.
I survived through "drifting through life": doing what I am told, agreeing to whatever argument I find myself in, keeping whatever opinion I hold to myself
so that the situation I'm in will be over
and I can get back to my shell, my refuge
My world.
My world, my sanctuary,
my безопасно, сейф haven until an intruder tried to break in
My mother telling me to let her and my "loved ones" in.
What do I do?
What do I do?
The panic sets in;...
continue reading...
posted by brease1121
THE COUNCIL-2-



CHAPTER 2

"Mr. Smith! Your чай is ready!" Parker's smiling face appeared out the sliding glass door, as she called to Mr. Smith. Ты could see the sea breeze that had collected on her face from being outside, all glassy and hot.Her long arms wiped it away and she turned around, her long braid whipping in the wind.


The таблица was set and ready for tea. Her face shone in accomplishment. She never really had set a table. When Mr.Smith came through the door he took a сиденье, место, сиденья at the таблица and nibbled on a ячменная или пшеничная лепешка, от scone, скоун that Parker had made fresh.

"Is it alright? I know that I've never really...
continue reading...
Письмо a screenplay from start to finish with Billboard movie writer/director Zeke Zelker via Filmcourage.com.
video
Письмо
film
filmmaking
movie
independent filmmaking
Книги
When A Screenwriter Pitches Their Ideas At Story Expo by Curtis луч, рэй at Story Expo via linkFor еще videos, please visit link
video
Письмо
screenplay
screenwriting
script
write
Автор
film
Телевидение
novels
3 Вопросы A Screenwriter Should Ask When Developing A Story by Chapman университет Professor Paul Joseph Gulino via FilmCourage.com.
video
Письмо
film
Автор
Фильмы
tv
Телевидение
Книги
filmmaking
A Simple Definition Of The Magician Character For Screenwriters & Storytellers by Pamela Jaye Smith via linkFor еще videos, please visit link
video
Письмо
script
screenwriting
Автор
film
Телевидение
screenplay
writers
posted by pugglelover2000
They finally got to The Skating Place."Well,do Ты want me to go home?"Asked Josie"No,you're fine.Now lets go."Laura replied.They walked up to the door and peered in.Rachel and Jake were out in the middle of the rink holding hands.

Laura opened the door and went in.Josie ran in after her and followed here over to get roller skates."Size 9,please,and for my sister,size 7 in women."The clerk nodded and went to get the shoes."What are Ты going to do?"asked Josie.

"Well,I was going to go кататься на коньках closer to Jake,and hope he dumps Rachel in the trash,and then he goes out with me."replied Laura.Josie...
continue reading...
posted by QueridaPantufa
Prologue

I didn’t know what else I could do. I did everything they wanted me to do, but it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. So they kicked me out. I only had time to pack my bag and leave. I had no place to go, no person to turn to. I was alone. That first night I spent sleeping outside on a bench. I felt the cold spread true my body like a thousand knifes. When the sun began the rise, I got up and went on my way out of this horrible place. I was 17-years-old and I had been in six different foster homes. I didn’t want to be put in another foster Главная again, so I decided to leave for...
continue reading...
added by greengirl8
Source: quotespicture.org
posted by jedigirl
"Dad, we need to talk," I announce as I walk in the house. "Dad? Are Ты here?" I ask. I'm answered with silence. "Probably down at the shop," I mumble to myself.
"Kodi? Why do Ты always assume he's Главная when we are? He's been down in the Магазин till seven for years. Ты know that" my little brother Jo reminds me in his know-it- all way. Typical freshman. And slightly like Rachel.
"Well for awhile he made sure he was here when we got home. Just an old habit of mine I guess." Jo responds something incoherent.
"Well, I'm going to the shop, if Ты want to come," I offer, knowing he'll stay here.
"Nah,...
continue reading...
Daisy

маргаритка was walking round the streets at night. She did it partially because she couldn’t sleep, and because she loved the stars. She thought the stars were amazing, and she still admired them like a child would, even though she was twenty-four and just stuck inside a fourteen-year-old’s body.
But stargazing wasn’t why she wandered down a dark alley to find a young girl getting abused by a man just like her father. The girl’s aura was a startling bright red as she struggled to get away from him, whereas the air around him was a dull, greedy brown as he enjoyed her fear.
Daisy’s...
continue reading...
posted by Kimi4312
Chapter Three:Search For Truth,

Hayden begins to scream in pain when the man hit her in the face, breaking her nose, she cries alot harder "please let me go please!" she shouted
"take the freaking clothes off and i'll let Ты go" the man yells at her, she tries to take her clothes off but he ribs them off of her, she shakes in terror until the man felt a sharp pain in his chest and the man fell down and Hayden sees a large hole on his back where his сердце was,
Hayden starts to get scared until she saw a paper moved by its own and the pen moved like someone was Письмо it, she crawl over to it...
continue reading...