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*Short romance story, I'm guess it's cliche. Please don't copy and please read and review, summary under :)*
Summary: Jonah Grey is really getting on my nerves. Everyday at lunch he keeps on throwing candy to my spot at the tafel, tabel with my friends. Why? He’s trying to aggravate me…or maybe not.
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    “He’s doing it again! Why can’t he stop!” I whined, swatting away a candy bar.
    “You should just talk to him, that’s all he wants.” Vivian, my best friend since pre-k suggested.
    I scoffed. “All he wants is another reason to annoy me.”
    Vivian glanced at me carefully. “You know he feels sorry.”
    “Just drop it, okay.” I said, tiredly, rubbing my temples.
    You see, over a few weeks ago, Jonah and I started dating, we were close vrienden and we felt there was more. But during our vorige time of us being ‘together’ I caught Jonah kissing another girl.
    Kissing! Another! Girl!
    Who happened to be a person I despised and made my life a living hell since middle school. So after that I broke up with Jonah as vrienden and meer than friends.
    He keeps on telling me that he’s sorry, that it didn’t mean anything, that she kissed him. But he kissed her back, he betrayed me, and I can’t see anything repairing between us too, I’m just done.
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    I walked to class and sat at my normal seat, volgende to Jessica, my preppy other friend in my group of friends. But don’t let her preppy-preppy I’m a goody two shoes appearance fool you, she can be pretty wild and she doesn’t like school that much.
    As for me, I like school, I know totally nerdy and all, but I’m just fascinated here. We learn new things and make new friends, I owe school a lot, it’s a refreshing distraction. That is, if Jonah Grey didn’t exist.
    “Hey nerdy boo!” Jessica squealed, hugging me.
    “Hey preppy poo!” I squealed just as enthusiastically hugging her back.
    “So did u hear?” Jessica said, while putting her lip gloss on, we were early and the klok, bell wouldn’t ring for about four minutes, so we had time.
    “Hear what?” I asked. Jessica was the gossip one in our group, she knew everything and everyone that went around this school.
    “That were having a pop quiz?” She raised an eyebrow at me.
    I groaned. “How did u know?”
    “Nothing gets past me,” Jessica zei mysteriously, winking at me. She turned her head and her grin dimmed a little. “Jerk coming this way.”
    I turned my head, seeing no other than Jonah walk into class. His eyes landed on me, and we just stared at each other for a few seconds, before the klok, bell rung and he quickly walked to his seat.
    Jessica rolled her eyes. “When is he ever gonna get it through his head, poor thing still thinks he has a chance.”
    When she looked pointedly at me, I looked away, squirming uncomfortably. I didn’t like that look in her eye, it was one of annoyance and jealousy. Jessica may be the populair one in our little group, but she was also lonely, her relationships have never ended well, and she always has crushes on any guy who lands on her eye, convinced that he’s ‘the one’. But there always not, Jessica either gets used of cheated on.
    But that’s because she always picks the wrong guy, we warn her but she doesn’t listen. So of course she would be jealous of an ex-boyfriend who’s determined to win me back.
    Classes went door in a blur and then it was time to head home. But as I was making my way to my bus an arm grabbed. Startled I turned and faced my attacker, ready to scream but I instantly scowled.
    “What do u want?”
    Jonah rolled his eyes. “You already know what I want, of meer accurately who I want.”
    I felt my cheeks heat up as I looked away from his intense gaze. “Let me rephrase that, what are u doing?”
    “I just needed to talk to you,” he explained. “But gosh woman! u verplaats fast, and I can’t keep up all the time, I had to get your attention.”
    “By pretending to attack me!” I yelled incredulously.
    “It got your attention didn’t it?”
    Jonah went on ignoring my fiery glare, which wasn’t working it’s looks can kill magic. “I just…wanted to tell u I’m sorry-”
    “You already zei this a million times!”
    “Well I’m saying it again!” He yelled, glaring at me, but continued in a much softer voice. “Just let me finish, okay?”
    I crossed my arms, but didn’t say anything.
    “I messed up big time, Fawn,” he paused, and I felt the usual tingly sensation when he zei my name. “I know I kissed her back, it was wrong, but it really didn’t mean anything. I love you! Not her! Look, I’m not asking u to get back with me, I just need to know u forgive me.”
    “I’ve already said-”
    “But did u really mean it? Were not vrienden anymore, we barely talk anymore, and u can barely look me in the eye.”
    “Jonah, I don’t think I can.” I say, quietly, feeling tears pool my eyes.
    “I’m not rushing you,” he whispered, tucking a lock of my hair behind my ear. “But please tell me what your answer is at lunch.”
    “Lunch? What does lunch have to do with any of this?”
    “You’ll know at lunch.”
    With that he lightly brushed his lips on mine, and swiftly turned away, heading off in the direction I assumed he came from.
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    “Then he just kissed me, and walked away!”
    “Interesting…” Jason, my adopted brother zei after I told him everything that happened, rubbing his chin, eyes scrunched adorably up in thought.
    “What am I going to do Jay? I mean, I want to forgive him, give us another try, but…”
    “But what?” Jason asked patiently, as if he was a psychiatrist and I, his patient.
    “I’m afraid if I let him back in my life, he’ll screw up again, I don’t thing anything can be repaired between us. Do you?”
    “You say every single lunch time he throws chocolate bars at you, right?” He continued when I nodded. “Well, what if that chocolate bar symbolizes your relationship?”
    I gave him a blank look.
    Jason rolled his eyes. “The chocolate bar, is like your relationship, which is now up in the air falling ready to hit the ground and break and be gone forever. What if he wants u to pick that chocolate bar up, as your way of saying ‘I forgive you, let’s start over’.”
    “Do u really think so?”
    Jason shrugged. “Makes the most sense.”
    “Is it worth a try?”
    “It is, Fawn, take a risk.”
    I grinned at him. “You should look into becoming a psychiatrist, your really good.”
    Jason wrinkled his nose. “And listen to people’s problems when I have my own, no way, I’m only doing this because I love u sis.”
    I hugged him hard. “I love u too buddy."
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    The weekend passed door quickly, and Monday rolled over soon and lunch came even faster. My hart-, hart pounded as I saw Jonah who was busy talking to his cronies.
    “I think it’s time,” I tell Vivian and Jessica, who nod at me encouraged. We get our food and the time for candy throwing comes, I’m impatient and occasionally look to his table.
    But I soon get tired of turning my head, so I paid attention to my vrienden and ate my lunch. As if rehearsed a candy bar soars through the air, landing right in my tray of delicious food. Normally, I would’ve been angry at a good meal ruined. But today, I smile as I pick the candy bar up, and hold it in the air.
posted by Problematic129
I wrote this a while back, for my language arts class. Please don't copy, enjoy!!!:)
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
toon that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
of cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
posted by IlovePatch97
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes u feel free, and then drags u to the ground
It tells u that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes u see what u want to see
Let’s u feel what u want to feel
It puts u in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at u in the face for your mistakes
It can help u find love of heartbreak
In the end reality gives u the same outcome
The very outcome u tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
posted by SweetHoneyBunny
door the time I got to the small shopping center in my ever smaller town, my Jeep had stalled twice, the window was stuck half way and the little light on the dash was flashing. Could it get any worst? Better not say that in case something did happen.
I grabbed my keys, stuffed them in my bag and slammed the door.

“Julie! Over here! Juuuuulie!” Sophie was almost standing on her chair in the food court waving her hands in the air like a lunatic. “What took so long? I've been waiting for like 3 hours!” she zei when I finally managed to weave my way through the other people there. “I...
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posted by alicia386
(I hate it when stories are not in paragraph form but I don't have time to change mine and out it in paragraph form. beer with me until the summer)

Chapter One The Last One Standing
I stared at the glorious sun shining through the thick glass windows. Why did I have to be caged inside of this place while my vrienden were enjoying their summers? Johnny boasted all about how his parents were taking him all of the way to India. I have never been to India. Marcus, my other best friend, zei he was going to spend most of his summers staying inside relaxing. What am I doing? I am stuck here. Apparently,...
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This one's from Lisa PoV
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During hall time, I saw Zoë and Ash sitting on the steps together. Ash had his head on Zoë’s shoulder. Zoë had wrapped her arms around his neck and was stroking his hair, whispering to him. She looked up when I came over.
    “Is he okay?” I whispered.
    “He’ll be alright,” she said.
    “What’s wrong?”
    She shook her head. “He won’t tell me. He doesn’t want to go home, though. Like,...
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Okay, I changed Wesley from being homosexual to being pansexual. Just so u guys know.
Also, this chapter's from Zoë's point of view.

We had a substitute teacher. They’re the only ones who ever bother with the roll call. The other teachers do it for the first three days of school and then just give up on it.
    The substitute was one of those grumpy old ladies with the white hair and thin glasses that she wore on the end of her nose. She introduced herself as Ms. Norman. She pronounced it Mizzzzzz, drawing out the Z so she sounded like a bumble bee.
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Ryker

“Ryker Fargo, please meld to the office; Ryker Fargo.”
    Um, no, I won’t meld to the office. It’s stupid that they call u on the loudspeakers to the office. Sound can’t make me go.
    I was in the library. Hiding, really, so I wouldn’t have to go. What if someone had figured out that I was the smoker?
    I was searching through the library. No sign of Ms. Levitt. Maybe she wasn’t here today. I pulled a cigarette from my pocket and lit it, took a drag.
    I heard the door opening. I snuffed...
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posted by MissCarolyn143
Author's Note: Sorry I took so long with this chapter!
I was just so busy!
And as usual please commentaar it u loved it of if u found something wrong with it,cause I really want to improve my writing!
Lynn ❤

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Part Three:
In front of her was a sleeping girl hung door manacles from her wrists,she was on her knees head tilted downwards causing a mane of Jet Black hair to cover her face,and extending along both her arms were X shaped scars still oozing blood she wore what looked like a white sheet that covered her chest to just...
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Note: to those who are reading this and like it, I will take requests, as long as:
1) It doesn't interfere with what I've already written
2) It doesn't create a new character

Sometimes I hate school so frigging much. Actually, I wouldn’t mind it so much, except for no one really likes me. See, I’m real social. So when the only people I have to talk to is a budding juvenile delinquent, a geek with freckles and braces, a hyper redheaded girl, and a sarcastic blond (Quin can get really sarcastic sometimes), u can understand why I feel like that.
    Don’t get me wrong....
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Ryker's point of view.
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I couldn’t go home. I just couldn’t make myself. I knew Sami was there, waiting, but I was worried if I got beat one meer time, it would kill me. Then who would take care of Sami?
    I leaned against a large building and thought. Should I at least go tell her where I was? But then He might catch me. I decided that I wouldn’t go today. That would make sure that I was alive to take care of her. Anyway, I needed to sell what was in my backpack.
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This chapter's from Ryker's point of view.
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I left school early. I did every Wednesday (which it was). I had business to do with someone, and they weren’t patient.
    I walked home. Do that every day. Mostly ‘cause I don’t want anyone to see where I live.
    It’s a pretty rough place. Gotta watch your back, of you’re gonna get a bullet in it.
    I walked into a short alleyway. I was in the rough parts now. I listened to make sure no one was there. When...
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posted by Gryffindork99
(Sorry for the delay, guys. I hope the volgende installment won't take quite as long. I'm not sure if it will be flabaloobalah of me posting. Hope u guys enjoy!)

I woke with a start at the deafening sound of my alarm clock screaming in my ear like a possessed bee. I squinted and checked the time--5:30--and rubbed my eyes. Why was it so early? Then I remembered: I had to work on my school project. I groaned and reluctantly threw myself out of my super-warm, super-comfy bed into the cold, pitch-blackness of my bedroom. Drunk with sleepiness, I stumbled over to my bureau and fell into the chair. I...
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posted by IlovePatch97
hey, so its been a really long time since I've geplaatst anything on here so i needed something to get me started again. I've been reading Pourquoi tales, so stories explaining how something came to be. I wanted to write my own so mines about the Rose. I hope u like it. If u do please commentaar :)
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"Arissa why do u look sad? Are u displeased with our new now?" Asked Christophe as he watched his wife approach there bloem garden.
"Our home pagina is lovely, there is so much space to roam and the garden is beautiful" she replied.
"Then why so sad?" Christophe asked...
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Chapter 1: Where am I?

A massive army stood at the bottom of an active volcano. Alice, restrained door 2 soldiers, looked around feverishly. In piles were mauled, broken figures, all lying in growing pools of blood, dead from the recently fought battle. She looked up, towards the edge of the burning volcano, her eyes fixed on the teen standing volgende to a dark, hooded figure. "Felix! Felix!" she cried out. But he refused to respond, his face emotionless. She struggled to free herself, but without success. As Felix was pushed into the boiling pit door the hooded person, he did not say a word.

"FELIX!!!"...
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