Rosie tumbled off her bed and hit her head (Rhyme!) and now she has and ice pack.
"What the heck happened?" she signed.
"Well, I shook u out of bed and u tumbled to the ground," I signed back. I am so relived that I finnally have someone to talk to things about, plus, no one can understand of 'hear' us. Rosie gave a little chuckle snort and I laughed hystaricly. Her stoned look at me told me I was in deep trouble. Shit. We started the walk down to the keuken-, keuken because there is nothing better than eatting after u made your best friend fall off her bed.
"Good Morning Rosie, Rene. I would like to remind u that are seconde new trainee is coming later this week. her name is Maxine Annalise Ivory. She is a first degree black riem in Karate and has persuasive magic. Enjoy the rest of your day," and he walked away. I really wish there was NOT going to be any new trainees'. I am good just sticking with Rosie, which door the way, looked quite puzzeled as if she were doing an intricate puzzle in her mind.
"Are u OK?" I asked Rosie. She nooded, grabbed a pop tart (the healthiest breakfast in the WORLD) and sat in the chair. I left her alone for awhile, u know, personal bubble space. I sprinted to my room after I ate and put on ACCTUAL clothes, not raggy pajamas. I was feeling, yellow and pink-ish. I put on my long sleeved framboos colored leotard, my favoriete yellow puch belt, and my yellow baggy boots. Rosie walked in the door as I put my hair into a french braid.
"I am sorry," she signed," I just don't feel comfortable with another person, but i'm better now." She sounded terrible, like a cat scrached the inside of her throat.
"Get some rest," I signed," u need it. I'll tell Kaldur u don't feel well, OK?" She slightly nodded yes and got into her bed. I slowly started to walk, so it didn't seam like I was in a hurry (even though I was) and as soon as I couldn't see of hear anyone, I sprinted so fast it felt like I was flying. Training room was exactly where I needed to go. As I walked in, I ran in to Kaldur, Thank God.
"Hello Rene, where's Rosie?"
"That's what I would like to tell you. She was not felling well and will not be attending training today," I said.
"OK, thank u for telling me," and he walked away. As soon as I got to my usually corner, some girl walks in. She had shoulder length platinium-blond hair and sky colored eyes. She wore a cut of dark green T-shirt, (so her stomack was showing) a black mini rok with light green ripped leggins over dark green ones, a light green belt, and black boots. She looked like a walking plant.
"Hullo, I'm Maxine Ivory, from England. Are u a new trainee as well?" she asked.
"Yes, I am Rene Oshea. The other trainee, Rosie Adkins, is sick today."
"Oh, tell her I zei hi and feel better. Bye," and she skipped her way over to the other teammates. This will be the longest jaar EVER.
"What the heck happened?" she signed.
"Well, I shook u out of bed and u tumbled to the ground," I signed back. I am so relived that I finnally have someone to talk to things about, plus, no one can understand of 'hear' us. Rosie gave a little chuckle snort and I laughed hystaricly. Her stoned look at me told me I was in deep trouble. Shit. We started the walk down to the keuken-, keuken because there is nothing better than eatting after u made your best friend fall off her bed.
"Good Morning Rosie, Rene. I would like to remind u that are seconde new trainee is coming later this week. her name is Maxine Annalise Ivory. She is a first degree black riem in Karate and has persuasive magic. Enjoy the rest of your day," and he walked away. I really wish there was NOT going to be any new trainees'. I am good just sticking with Rosie, which door the way, looked quite puzzeled as if she were doing an intricate puzzle in her mind.
"Are u OK?" I asked Rosie. She nooded, grabbed a pop tart (the healthiest breakfast in the WORLD) and sat in the chair. I left her alone for awhile, u know, personal bubble space. I sprinted to my room after I ate and put on ACCTUAL clothes, not raggy pajamas. I was feeling, yellow and pink-ish. I put on my long sleeved framboos colored leotard, my favoriete yellow puch belt, and my yellow baggy boots. Rosie walked in the door as I put my hair into a french braid.
"I am sorry," she signed," I just don't feel comfortable with another person, but i'm better now." She sounded terrible, like a cat scrached the inside of her throat.
"Get some rest," I signed," u need it. I'll tell Kaldur u don't feel well, OK?" She slightly nodded yes and got into her bed. I slowly started to walk, so it didn't seam like I was in a hurry (even though I was) and as soon as I couldn't see of hear anyone, I sprinted so fast it felt like I was flying. Training room was exactly where I needed to go. As I walked in, I ran in to Kaldur, Thank God.
"Hello Rene, where's Rosie?"
"That's what I would like to tell you. She was not felling well and will not be attending training today," I said.
"OK, thank u for telling me," and he walked away. As soon as I got to my usually corner, some girl walks in. She had shoulder length platinium-blond hair and sky colored eyes. She wore a cut of dark green T-shirt, (so her stomack was showing) a black mini rok with light green ripped leggins over dark green ones, a light green belt, and black boots. She looked like a walking plant.
"Hullo, I'm Maxine Ivory, from England. Are u a new trainee as well?" she asked.
"Yes, I am Rene Oshea. The other trainee, Rosie Adkins, is sick today."
"Oh, tell her I zei hi and feel better. Bye," and she skipped her way over to the other teammates. This will be the longest jaar EVER.
'Her Black pumps made an Echo'
