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Dmaster · May 28, 2008

hey everyone...

Destined · May 28, 2008

hey gang, hows it going?

Heaven's Angel · May 28, 2008

... anyone on here ever met KairiXRiku (AKA Rainbow Stoner)?

Aura · May 28, 2008

Hey Destined.What's up?

And no.I used to see her around but not anymore.Wasn't she part if this family?

Sexy Sheva · May 28, 2008

Hey family.
I'm working on a novel, and I'd like some point of views please. I'm doing this on my own time, and I'm gonna try to make each chapter 15-20 pages long.

Here's the beginning to the first chapter so please help me out ;)

Away

Chapter 1: The Bad News

The crowd seemed to roar after the long and educational speech had been over. Anyone would clap, due to the speech ending, or they thought it was too good to not deserve a clap. Or it could be the plain fact that our instructor was watching us. Her beady eyes sat on mine. She didnâ€™t look pleased with me. Her eyes full of dark and emptiness. I tried not to stare. She did stare though.
She wouldnâ€™t take her eyes off me, and it made me feel uneasy. I was clapping like any other student here. She took out her discipline instrument and tapped it in her hand a few times. A few little strings were hanging off the end of the stick. It was a brownish black color. Iâ€™ve been disciplined not too many times. There was no one in the town that never got disciplined. Her eyes only focused on me though. I just stared at her, until a smile cracked on her face. It didnâ€™t look happy, or evil. It looked amusing. My face turned into the weirdest expression as I looked around. Everyone stared their dark and horrid eyes on me. I noticed I was now the only one clapping. My hand moved through the rhythm and I stopped in mid-clap. Everyone just stared.
â€œSorry,â€ I said sheepishly. No one said anything, but they turned their attention to the stage. I hadnâ€™t known what the occasion was. It was the normal routine schedule. Which were morning announcements in the gym and a normal speaker to explain a wonderful event that happened on the same day as today, hundreds or thousands of years ago. I looked around and I felt someone put their hand on my shoulder. It was one of the head administrators from the office.
â€œKimberly, we need to have a talk with you,â€ the older man said. He looked around his thirties, and his voice was kind and sincere. I didnâ€™t sound like I was in any trouble, but it seemed like a concern of some sort. I looked at my instructor and she bowed her head in a way that allowed me permission to go with the administrators. I turned to face them gently and the older man nodded his head once and started down the path of students. I followed gently and watched as every student laid their eyes on me. The people on stage stared at my back, and I could feel their staring on me. I felt like I was standing out too much. The students in front of the administrators backed up and made a clear path to the door. I felt relieved at the end of the cleared path. I saw a few older people standing outside of the door with a few police officers. They talked slightly and frowned looking at me. What had happened? I couldnâ€™t find if I was in trouble for anything. I had no records or anything bad, nothing to point me to any crime. Unless they finally caught me stealing the gum about ten years ago, which I doubt had anything to do with the police. The female officer had reached out her hand and gestured for me to walk towards her. The other administrators stood in a straight horizontal line behind me and the police officers stood straight in front of me. I nodded slightly. And the female officer put her hand on my forearm gently, leading me to another room. It was empty, and smelled of Cinnamon air freshener. A desk saw in the middle of the small room, with a few chairs on both sides. They took the side of the desk that indicated the regular seating position for an instructorâ€™s. I took a slight seat in front of them. A woman came from the shadows from the back of the room. I had seen her slightly, but it was hard to make her out, which of who was the regular guidance councilor. She sat in the middle seat between the officers.
â€œKimberly,â€ she started, in the nicest way. It looked as if something were difficult for her at the moment. A slight breath came from her lips, and her big brown eyes looked at me, through her blonde hair.
â€œYour mother,-â€ she started, but paused slightly and took another breath, â€œ-was in a car accident this morning,â€ she said. Kimberly stared at her in horror. A car accident was mostly common here in Little Rock. It was the capital of Alabama and the busiest city that I had ever known of. Usually car wrecks here were minor unless it wasâ€¦ Oh no.. They wouldnâ€™t have called her if it wasnâ€™t bad. Something mustâ€™ve been wrong. Her mom was either in the hospital. Or worse! Her eyes shifted to the police officers and back at the guidance councilor.
â€œWhere is my mom?â€ I asked, feeling something tear through my heart. I could tell something was up, and it wasnâ€™t good. Was it possible that it was a fatal? The councilor looked at me and another attempt tried to pass through her lips. First another gasp and her eyes were staring around the desk, then back at me.
â€œShe was hit by a drunk driver Kimberly,-â€
â€œWhere is my mom?â€ I shrieked, a little too loud for anyone to consider normal. I was wishing the guidance councilor would skip the prologues and get straight to whether her mom was okay or not. The guidance councilor shook her head, side to side.
â€œShe died Kimberly. She didnâ€™t make it to the hospital in time,â€ she said, roughing around her hands. The Police officers ruffled through their seats. I shook my head no. I didnâ€™t believe them. My mom was fine! She was home, sitting by the fire, talking to grandmamma. I could already feel my warm tears stroke down my face. I sniffled slightly.
â€œNo,â€ I said, putting both my hands up to my face. I wanted to scream! To yell! To throw a tantrum, like some little baby.
â€œNo! Mom!â€ I shouted, shrieking at the same time. I threw my arms around trying to make some sort of scene. It was my nature, or it was probably the shock that I was experiencing.
â€œMom, please come here and I need you to tell me its okay!â€ I shouted. The guidance councilor had stood up and tried to hug me, but all I did was push her away and throw a fit. They couldnâ€™t blame me, I mean, the only person that cared for me my whole life was now goneâ€¦ It took all of fifteen minutes before the officers finally calmed me down and I was able to cry in a peaceful way.
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Destined · May 29, 2008

Morning Family.

Cup...cake...I like your story.

Just wanted to let everyone know that there's a new post of Chron available.

Shiki · May 29, 2008

Cupcakey, msn naow D;

I'll tell you there xD

Also, I tried but phailed hard at something like that D;

Destined, you read it too >_>;

Ansem59 · May 29, 2008

WOW, cuppy... that was very good... it had me on the edge until the very ending... I am never able to read anything without getting bored... but this keept me glued! good job!

Sexy Sheva · May 29, 2008

Thank you guys =D

I have another part to it. I'm not even done with the first chapter yet, but it's coming along great.

The rest of the day seemed gloomy. I was pulled from school and to my grandmamma’s house. The administrators probably felt it was better to have a relaxing day somewhere, other than the Learning Facilities. All I did was sit in the guest room, and look around outside at the streets and cars zooming by. I could hear my grandmamma talking on the phone with a detective, or a lawyer for the drunk driver. Grandmamma and I talked earlier, and said she would take him to court for making me suffer like this. I told her to just drop it, and that it would happen sooner or later. Grandmamma disagreed with me. She just plainly thought I was in too much shock to think straight and that I would go to a doctor tomorrow. She must’ve been crazy thinking I was actually going to stay here with her. It wouldn’t be healthy for a little girl like me to just stay here for the rest of my teenage life. I was thinking about calling up Denise Tackett or Janet Kilgore, but I realized that they’re out of town this week. If I could go back, at least once, and change the past, then maybe, I wouldn’t be here right now. I would be at home, with my mom, hugging and loving her. I never knew what it felt like without my mom. She always helped me with everything. Bullying, emotional, homework, and teenage problems, was her specialty. They were usually my only problems. Grandmamma wouldn’t know how to help me. She’s too old to be helping me out and I’m too young to even know about most stuff I do know. I’m going to be a sixteenth this year. I’m so close to being out of school, and living on my own. Being an eighteenth has its advantages. I can finally go out whenever I want to, without permission from my mom.
Thinking about that made me feel a little bad. The only reason she would lay down that rule, was so that I was safe. The scarring tragedy that happened when I was a nine was bitterly horrid. An older man and woman had been walking towards the bakery where my Grandmamma worked. I was standing at the front, and Grandmamma was in the back, getting a package of little small cakes for a girl’s birthday party. I’m not sure, but I think they were called ‘Cupcakes’. Anyways, in my story, the woman and man both tried to take me away from my grandmamma. They argued over and over with her, and the man picked me up and placed me in a black, fast car. Once my momma got there, she was in tears, crying and yelling. She wouldn’t let them take me. They had gotten in the car and drove off. The man and woman would argue back constantly, until I finally got to another area, where another man was walking around the street. The woman and man had picked him up and he got in the back, sitting next to me. He picked me up and held me against him, as if, I were his child. He told me I was his child and that he was my father. I don’t remember much after that, but he had me scared to death, because he was talking about stuff I shouldn’t have heard, and then the police finally came and took me back to the police station, where my mom had been.
Back to the present though, my mind was a complete shuffle of emotions, such as Sadness, angriness, perhaps jealousy? Why would I be jealous though? Who knows, but all I know is that I’m almost a sixteen, and I should be doing something with my mom. But now, all because of some stupid guy who chose to drink at the wrong time, ended up hurting my mom, and my world. How dare he take away the one thing that I hold most and-
“Kimberly!” I heard Grandmamma say. I had seen that I had been sleeping. My head felt lighter and I felt more rested. The red numbers blinked across my alarm clock. It was nine thirty pm. I arose from the bed and rubbed my eyes.
“Yeah Grandmamma?” I asked, looking around the room. It was dark, and I saw her open the door. I pushed my long brown hair away from my face. My soft pale eyes wandered to her hazel ones, and her brown hair was also pushed back in a slight ponytail.
“You okay?” she asked me. I nodded my head, looking to the side, avoiding eye contact. She didn’t seem convinced.
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Near-to-Tears · May 29, 2008

I offically have to much time on my hands and not enough writing power left in me... The internet owns my soul, so I can't write XD
Reasons I shouldn't be allowed to be bored...

Destined · May 29, 2008

Demitryx said: ↑

I offically have to much time on my hands and not enough writing power left in me... The internet owns my soul, so I can't write XD
Reasons I shouldn't be allowed to be bored...
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AHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAHAHA
*dies*

Heaven's Angel · May 29, 2008

I was waiting for you to make that, Demi XP

Near-to-Tears · May 29, 2008

*Prods Destined with her foot* You died D:

And I finshed Destiny XD

Sexy Sheva · May 29, 2008

.... O.o Rawr?

Destined · May 29, 2008

*From the spirit realm*
You must go to the Dagobah system....

http://video.kh-vids.net/uploaded/changethewind.htm

This took a chunk of my time last summer.

Near-to-Tears · May 29, 2008

Arr, you do be this 'ere vessal's ghost Destined?

I have no idea where the pirate voice came from ._.

Oooh... You're way better then me Destined...

Saintlikesgirls · May 29, 2008

Demitryx said: ↑

*Prods Destined with her foot* You died D:

And I finshed Destiny XD
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wake him up this time O.o
lol just kidding...

Destined · May 29, 2008

hey saint, update for Chron fyi.

And keep an eye on this Souvreign kid, he's copying peoples posts as his own.

Near-to-Tears · May 29, 2008

No thank-you Saint. I save the wake up calls just for you ;3

Saintlikesgirls · May 29, 2008

Demitryx said: ↑

No thank-you Saint. I save the wake up calls just for you ;3
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i feel so loved ^^ XP

edit:
and D, nice chapter man.

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