August 15
It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon. Everyone at Brunswick High were in class learning something. Shea Wainwright and Corey Louis were skipping 4th period. They had important matters to discuss. The cafeteria was completely empty. The lunch ladies were on break. It was just them two. Shea sat across from Corey at a rectangular table. "You won't regret it," Shea reassured.
Corey fidgeted in his seat. How was he suppose to feel? His social life rested in the hands of a diva. "Are Ты sure this will help me win Blair?" He questioned still uneasy about the plan.
"I'm positive. Not only will Blair fall in Любовь with Ты she will also want to дата you." The encouraging grin on Shea's face squashed some earlier doubts. "Don't Ты trust me?"
"As far as I can throw you," Corey mumbled.
"Just come by my house today right after school. Bring your clothes, shoes, and hats. I must have a visual on your style," сказал(-а) Shea.
"Fine, I'll be there. If this doesn't work, then Ты so owe me," сказал(-а) Corey.
Derek Tonkin leaned agains the limo. He had told everyone that he was going to Brunswick High on Monday. He lied. He didn't want to be expected. He liked it when he surprised people. It was why he was so famous.
The limo was parked about a mile down the road. He was now waiting for his Range Rover to come up. He needed a секунда car so he will blend in with the high schoolers. It was running late, of course. Derek wasn't much of a walker so walking to the school was out of the question. Sure he worked out on a daily basis but if a Range Rover was going to pick him up then it should.
Lunch was over now but no one seem to care. Rockstar Derek Tonkin burst through the door of the cafeteria with a bunch of Болталка girl right behind him. The principal was on patrol for lunch today. He was able to stop the madness. Chloe stared astonish at the Adonis before her. He was everything and еще that she had seen from his posters. She couldn't even get to him because of all the girls surrounding him. The principal was issuing detentions left and right as еще and еще girls realized who was in their cafeteria.
Just yesterday she had told Blair that the principal lied about the hole thing. She had thought the principal just wanted еще attentions on his school. Who knew that Derek Tonkin was actually attending this school.
"Can Ты see him?" Chloe asked Blair. She shook her head. She wasn't even trying to see. Chloe knew that Blair was еще interested in Eric then she was in Derek. It was understandable. Eric was pretty hot.
"Everyone back up!" The principal's face was bright red and he was clearly upset. All the girls nervously backed away from Derek. A relieved sigh was released rom Derek's mouth. "If anyone makes Derek uncomfortable then he или she will be suspended for a week." No girl wanted to live a whole week without Derek. It would madness.
Derek rested a hand on the principal's shoulder. "Thank you,"
"Your welcome," сказал(-а) the principal. "I will give Ты my most prized student to escort Ты around. Uh, Corey come here."
Corey was sitting right behind Chloe and Blair. Chile hadn't noticed him but she did notice he way he was staring at Blair. It was obvious that he liked her. "Uh, um, yessir?"
"Escort Mr. Tonkin around."
"Yessir, come on Derek."
Eric and Shea were at parking lot waiting for Shea's mom to pick them up. Eric couldn't help but think about the beautiful and lovely Chloe Sanders. What was the most attractive thing about her? Eric had to mentally slap himself. He had a girlfriend. He may have been having some секунда thoughts because of that party Shea invited him too. Ever since then, it hasn't been right between them. Shea just ignored it.
"Where's your mom?" Shea scanned the parking lot once more. She did not see her mom's BMW.
"That's odd," сказал(-а) Shea. "She is usually here by now."
"Does she know about Sunday? Does she knows what happened?" Eric asked.
"You know she let's me have parties whenever I want," сказал(-а) a nervous Shea.
"You know that is now what I am talking about."
Shea whirled around and faced him. "We will never speak of that night again!" Just then, her mom's car pulled up in the school's parking lot. Her hand was waving from the window for them to hurry up. Eric was a little hurt by Shea's sudden reaction. He didn't know she took it so personal.
Corey was standing by her house when her mom pulled up. He had bags of clothes ready to be selected или rejected. A beaming grid was on his face. Shea had Eric both got out the backseat. Eric was a little surprised to see him on her footstep but immediately demolished any ideas.
Shea, Corey, and Eric went straight up to Shea's room. Her room had розовый walls, a white carpet, and about five posters of Derek Tonkin. She had other pictures of family but it wasn't a lot. "Okay, let's begin," Shea said. Corey laid out his clothes that he retrieved from the bag. He couldn't help but wonder what his life would be like if he was popular.
He remembered having to take Derek around campus. All of the girls were gawking at him as if he was some god sent from above. It was sickening. He also envied Derek. Derek seemed like a cool guy, but Corey needed to find out one bad thing about him and publicize it to the world. It might help Corey's ego.
Eric leaned on Shea's Стена as he observed. Corey felt a little nervous to be in the presence of Eric, the guy his crush was madly in Любовь with. "What shall we do first?" Corey asked as the grin on his face broaden.
"Any sweater vest must be burned, all хаки, khakis ripped, and any graphic tees shall be buried. That will leave Ты with jeans and shoes." Corey hurriedly tried disposing of the now hideous clothes. "You will also need to go shopping first today. Hurry with that and lets go.
It was a rainy Wednesday afternoon. Everyone at Brunswick High were in class learning something. Shea Wainwright and Corey Louis were skipping 4th period. They had important matters to discuss. The cafeteria was completely empty. The lunch ladies were on break. It was just them two. Shea sat across from Corey at a rectangular table. "You won't regret it," Shea reassured.
Corey fidgeted in his seat. How was he suppose to feel? His social life rested in the hands of a diva. "Are Ты sure this will help me win Blair?" He questioned still uneasy about the plan.
"I'm positive. Not only will Blair fall in Любовь with Ты she will also want to дата you." The encouraging grin on Shea's face squashed some earlier doubts. "Don't Ты trust me?"
"As far as I can throw you," Corey mumbled.
"Just come by my house today right after school. Bring your clothes, shoes, and hats. I must have a visual on your style," сказал(-а) Shea.
"Fine, I'll be there. If this doesn't work, then Ты so owe me," сказал(-а) Corey.
Derek Tonkin leaned agains the limo. He had told everyone that he was going to Brunswick High on Monday. He lied. He didn't want to be expected. He liked it when he surprised people. It was why he was so famous.
The limo was parked about a mile down the road. He was now waiting for his Range Rover to come up. He needed a секунда car so he will blend in with the high schoolers. It was running late, of course. Derek wasn't much of a walker so walking to the school was out of the question. Sure he worked out on a daily basis but if a Range Rover was going to pick him up then it should.
Lunch was over now but no one seem to care. Rockstar Derek Tonkin burst through the door of the cafeteria with a bunch of Болталка girl right behind him. The principal was on patrol for lunch today. He was able to stop the madness. Chloe stared astonish at the Adonis before her. He was everything and еще that she had seen from his posters. She couldn't even get to him because of all the girls surrounding him. The principal was issuing detentions left and right as еще and еще girls realized who was in their cafeteria.
Just yesterday she had told Blair that the principal lied about the hole thing. She had thought the principal just wanted еще attentions on his school. Who knew that Derek Tonkin was actually attending this school.
"Can Ты see him?" Chloe asked Blair. She shook her head. She wasn't even trying to see. Chloe knew that Blair was еще interested in Eric then she was in Derek. It was understandable. Eric was pretty hot.
"Everyone back up!" The principal's face was bright red and he was clearly upset. All the girls nervously backed away from Derek. A relieved sigh was released rom Derek's mouth. "If anyone makes Derek uncomfortable then he или she will be suspended for a week." No girl wanted to live a whole week without Derek. It would madness.
Derek rested a hand on the principal's shoulder. "Thank you,"
"Your welcome," сказал(-а) the principal. "I will give Ты my most prized student to escort Ты around. Uh, Corey come here."
Corey was sitting right behind Chloe and Blair. Chile hadn't noticed him but she did notice he way he was staring at Blair. It was obvious that he liked her. "Uh, um, yessir?"
"Escort Mr. Tonkin around."
"Yessir, come on Derek."
Eric and Shea were at parking lot waiting for Shea's mom to pick them up. Eric couldn't help but think about the beautiful and lovely Chloe Sanders. What was the most attractive thing about her? Eric had to mentally slap himself. He had a girlfriend. He may have been having some секунда thoughts because of that party Shea invited him too. Ever since then, it hasn't been right between them. Shea just ignored it.
"Where's your mom?" Shea scanned the parking lot once more. She did not see her mom's BMW.
"That's odd," сказал(-а) Shea. "She is usually here by now."
"Does she know about Sunday? Does she knows what happened?" Eric asked.
"You know she let's me have parties whenever I want," сказал(-а) a nervous Shea.
"You know that is now what I am talking about."
Shea whirled around and faced him. "We will never speak of that night again!" Just then, her mom's car pulled up in the school's parking lot. Her hand was waving from the window for them to hurry up. Eric was a little hurt by Shea's sudden reaction. He didn't know she took it so personal.
Corey was standing by her house when her mom pulled up. He had bags of clothes ready to be selected или rejected. A beaming grid was on his face. Shea had Eric both got out the backseat. Eric was a little surprised to see him on her footstep but immediately demolished any ideas.
Shea, Corey, and Eric went straight up to Shea's room. Her room had розовый walls, a white carpet, and about five posters of Derek Tonkin. She had other pictures of family but it wasn't a lot. "Okay, let's begin," Shea said. Corey laid out his clothes that he retrieved from the bag. He couldn't help but wonder what his life would be like if he was popular.
He remembered having to take Derek around campus. All of the girls were gawking at him as if he was some god sent from above. It was sickening. He also envied Derek. Derek seemed like a cool guy, but Corey needed to find out one bad thing about him and publicize it to the world. It might help Corey's ego.
Eric leaned on Shea's Стена as he observed. Corey felt a little nervous to be in the presence of Eric, the guy his crush was madly in Любовь with. "What shall we do first?" Corey asked as the grin on his face broaden.
"Any sweater vest must be burned, all хаки, khakis ripped, and any graphic tees shall be buried. That will leave Ты with jeans and shoes." Corey hurriedly tried disposing of the now hideous clothes. "You will also need to go shopping first today. Hurry with that and lets go.
This world is a disaster,
In this deep and endless night,
As we fight for our rights
We know we cannot take this any more.
What we have endured
Cannot be endured any more,
For we cannot sit inside everyday,
Sewing till night.
My greatest desire
Is to give women the rights
To play sports with men
In equality and without quarrel.
I believe
That one day,
One night,
We will be equal.
We will not be discriminated
No longer.
Stand up for your rights
Tonight's the night,
For any еще discrimination
Will discourage
Our young female athletes.
Tonight's the night..
Stand up for your rights
Don't come back
Until we have done good
For our future.
We cannot change our past,
I know that,
But what we can do,
Is change the present,
For the female athletes
In the future.
In this deep and endless night,
As we fight for our rights
We know we cannot take this any more.
What we have endured
Cannot be endured any more,
For we cannot sit inside everyday,
Sewing till night.
My greatest desire
Is to give women the rights
To play sports with men
In equality and without quarrel.
I believe
That one day,
One night,
We will be equal.
We will not be discriminated
No longer.
Stand up for your rights
Tonight's the night,
For any еще discrimination
Will discourage
Our young female athletes.
Tonight's the night..
Stand up for your rights
Don't come back
Until we have done good
For our future.
We cannot change our past,
I know that,
But what we can do,
Is change the present,
For the female athletes
In the future.
*Just something I came up with, please don't copy, and please read, and review. And I own all the writes to this:)*
I’m sorry that I wasn’t there
I’m sorry that I didn’t care
I’m sorry that I misunderstood
I’m sorry that I was no good
I’ve should’ve tried with all my might
I should’ve сказал(-а) you’d be alright
I could’ve held Ты throughout the night
I never ever really tried
I’m sorry that I took my time
I’m sorry that I lied and lied
I’m sorry that I ignored you
I’m sorry that I never knew
I’m sorry for so many things
I know you’ll never forgive me
I know you’ll never really see
Just how much Ты meant to me
But now our time is over
Yes, our time has past
We’ve both moved on
And never once looked back
I wish though, we’d still be friends
All the way to the very end
If you’ll listen for a minute
I’ll tell Ты just one thing
If you’ll ever really believe me
I am so sorry
I’m sorry that I wasn’t there
I’m sorry that I didn’t care
I’m sorry that I misunderstood
I’m sorry that I was no good
I’ve should’ve tried with all my might
I should’ve сказал(-а) you’d be alright
I could’ve held Ты throughout the night
I never ever really tried
I’m sorry that I took my time
I’m sorry that I lied and lied
I’m sorry that I ignored you
I’m sorry that I never knew
I’m sorry for so many things
I know you’ll never forgive me
I know you’ll never really see
Just how much Ты meant to me
But now our time is over
Yes, our time has past
We’ve both moved on
And never once looked back
I wish though, we’d still be friends
All the way to the very end
If you’ll listen for a minute
I’ll tell Ты just one thing
If you’ll ever really believe me
I am so sorry
People are always telling me to be a certian thing. или a person. But it's always something. "Grace, be poised." или maybe, "Grace, be lady-like." или every once in a while, "Grace, do it like Ты mean it." I never get the chance to actually DO anything about it. I mean, I was born for a reason,wasn't I? I'm not just some Болталка person sitting on the face of the earth. My life must have SOME purpose. I feel like people don't really recognize me as a person. Now, I'm not saying that I'm a dog, или a cat, I'm a person, but people neglect me. Act like I'm invisible. As though I'm a fly, buzzing around you, annoying you, but people don't do anything but swat, fuss, and kill me. And that somewhat describes what I feel. I feel dead inside.