Okay I'm here in my room, a pencil in my hand writing about an extraordinary term I've had.
He walked me home, his arm over my shoulder and when we got to my door...
"Hey dork are u coming of not?" I turned around to see my 9 jaar old brother Liam in my doorway.
"I'm nearly finished. Wait" I zei as I turned back to my notebook.
"Hey! I wait for u to try on your clothes at the mall. u try out like a bisillion (that's not a number) clothes and every time u look in the mirror your like
Does this dress make me look fat?" he zei in a little girl voice. "Well b!tch it does!"
"WHAT DID u JUST SAY?!" I yelled as I threw my hoofdkussen, kussen at him. Then another boy came out from behind him and said
"He zei your fat. Are u def of something?" they looked at me with their evil grins.
Yep. I grew up with evil twin devils.
I jumped off my bed, grabbed my bag and put it on my back and...
Chased them.
Every morning, the same routine. They barged out of the door with me on their tail. Spot (our dog) decided to tag along and chased me.
We ran all the way to school. We stopped in front of Bayside primary and catched our breaths.
"I'm *huff* telling *huff* mom what *huff* u zei earlier *cough cough*!"
"Like she'll believe you, you" I spotted Mr Price coming our way. I shoved my hand over Liam's mouth and pushed him behind me.
"Mr Price! Back from your holiday huh?"
"Well yes and I see that your brothers have been driving u crazy?" he looked right into my eyes and I had to confess.
"Yes..." he reached out and rubbed my shoulder.
"That remembers me about a story I've had with my two sisters..."
"Okay heard that!" I choked out as fast as I could. "Lets go Liam and Leo" I pulled the twins into their school, zei a quick goodbye and headed across the road to Bayside Highschool.
Sorry I didn't introduce myself! I'm Amy Phillips. 14 years old (well soon) and a big fan of Young Justice. I just drool about them all dag long. I draw fan art and to be honest I'm pretty good. While most fangirls on fanpop love Nightwing, I guess I'm different cause I love...Wally!
I can just talk about him all day! Oh and about the "Extraordinary term I've had" it wasn't real. The truth is term 4 just started. Graduation for some and another jaar for others. Every jaar we have a prom and this time I'm trying to get a date. I usually hang with my vrienden but this time, I'm going all out to find the boy of my dreams. But if u think about it, my dream boy is Wally. Now its impossible to find a boy just like Wally. Who looks like him, hes fast, funny, a flirt. But I try not to get my hopes down.
The klok, bell rings and I sit at my tafel, tabel I've had all year. Then someone throws a paper at me from behind.
Artemis.
Its weird huh? Shes not a double agent, who fakes her death. Shes a big slut always at the top. Head cheerleader and has gone out with nearly all the boys in the school. She bullies me a lot and teases me on how I draw Wally. I hate it!
And shes a natural blonde too! Her wavy hair, blue eyes and sexy body are her ster looks. The boys say shes the sexiest girl in the school. I have soft brown straight hair, green eyes and a pretty good body. But the rumors just bring me down.
Math. I hate math. Our teacher is usually drunk every Monday because of the weekend bar he goes to. So I get out my notebook and start drawing Wally. This time shirtless. I decided to give him an eight pack to see what he looked like. The teacher was introducing the new kid in our class. I bet hes a real moron. So I continued drawing. His hair wet after surfing at the beach. His hands in his lightning shorts with a strand background with the sun setting. I started to write Wally X Amy in curly writing. The new kid started to walk to the zitplaats, stoel beside me when he stopped to look at my drawing.
"What are u looking at newbie?" I zei sternly as I started the red love hart-, hart around the words. "Can't a girl get a little privacy?" he put his hand on my tafel, tabel leaned closer to my ear and said.
"I didn't know I had an eight pack?" my pencil broke. I recognized that voice. I looked up to his face. Red hair, red over overhemd, shirt over a white shirt, denim jeans. Could it be?
Am I staring at my dream boy, Wally West?
He walked me home, his arm over my shoulder and when we got to my door...
"Hey dork are u coming of not?" I turned around to see my 9 jaar old brother Liam in my doorway.
"I'm nearly finished. Wait" I zei as I turned back to my notebook.
"Hey! I wait for u to try on your clothes at the mall. u try out like a bisillion (that's not a number) clothes and every time u look in the mirror your like
Does this dress make me look fat?" he zei in a little girl voice. "Well b!tch it does!"
"WHAT DID u JUST SAY?!" I yelled as I threw my hoofdkussen, kussen at him. Then another boy came out from behind him and said
"He zei your fat. Are u def of something?" they looked at me with their evil grins.
Yep. I grew up with evil twin devils.
I jumped off my bed, grabbed my bag and put it on my back and...
Chased them.
Every morning, the same routine. They barged out of the door with me on their tail. Spot (our dog) decided to tag along and chased me.
We ran all the way to school. We stopped in front of Bayside primary and catched our breaths.
"I'm *huff* telling *huff* mom what *huff* u zei earlier *cough cough*!"
"Like she'll believe you, you" I spotted Mr Price coming our way. I shoved my hand over Liam's mouth and pushed him behind me.
"Mr Price! Back from your holiday huh?"
"Well yes and I see that your brothers have been driving u crazy?" he looked right into my eyes and I had to confess.
"Yes..." he reached out and rubbed my shoulder.
"That remembers me about a story I've had with my two sisters..."
"Okay heard that!" I choked out as fast as I could. "Lets go Liam and Leo" I pulled the twins into their school, zei a quick goodbye and headed across the road to Bayside Highschool.
Sorry I didn't introduce myself! I'm Amy Phillips. 14 years old (well soon) and a big fan of Young Justice. I just drool about them all dag long. I draw fan art and to be honest I'm pretty good. While most fangirls on fanpop love Nightwing, I guess I'm different cause I love...Wally!
I can just talk about him all day! Oh and about the "Extraordinary term I've had" it wasn't real. The truth is term 4 just started. Graduation for some and another jaar for others. Every jaar we have a prom and this time I'm trying to get a date. I usually hang with my vrienden but this time, I'm going all out to find the boy of my dreams. But if u think about it, my dream boy is Wally. Now its impossible to find a boy just like Wally. Who looks like him, hes fast, funny, a flirt. But I try not to get my hopes down.
The klok, bell rings and I sit at my tafel, tabel I've had all year. Then someone throws a paper at me from behind.
Artemis.
Its weird huh? Shes not a double agent, who fakes her death. Shes a big slut always at the top. Head cheerleader and has gone out with nearly all the boys in the school. She bullies me a lot and teases me on how I draw Wally. I hate it!
And shes a natural blonde too! Her wavy hair, blue eyes and sexy body are her ster looks. The boys say shes the sexiest girl in the school. I have soft brown straight hair, green eyes and a pretty good body. But the rumors just bring me down.
Math. I hate math. Our teacher is usually drunk every Monday because of the weekend bar he goes to. So I get out my notebook and start drawing Wally. This time shirtless. I decided to give him an eight pack to see what he looked like. The teacher was introducing the new kid in our class. I bet hes a real moron. So I continued drawing. His hair wet after surfing at the beach. His hands in his lightning shorts with a strand background with the sun setting. I started to write Wally X Amy in curly writing. The new kid started to walk to the zitplaats, stoel beside me when he stopped to look at my drawing.
"What are u looking at newbie?" I zei sternly as I started the red love hart-, hart around the words. "Can't a girl get a little privacy?" he put his hand on my tafel, tabel leaned closer to my ear and said.
"I didn't know I had an eight pack?" my pencil broke. I recognized that voice. I looked up to his face. Red hair, red over overhemd, shirt over a white shirt, denim jeans. Could it be?
Am I staring at my dream boy, Wally West?
Scars
"Sir, the cloning failed. And now the girl is fully trusted door the others. There is no possible way to-"
"That is false. The girl is mine, and she knows that. However, with the bat and bird protecting her, it will be difficult."
"Don't forget, she has begun dating the silver boy."
"Yes. But is it worth it to own her?"
"Sir?"
"I've seen her work at a small amount of power. I wonder how destructive she can be at full power. This girl can, no, will be, the end of the Justice League."
"Of course, sir."
"Leave me." The girl nodded, her red eyes glimmering in the dark. Then she exited without a sound.
The boy stepped out from the shadows, his yellow eyes darting around the screens. Each screen had a different picture of the same girl. He reached out and picked one.
"We've waited a long time for you, deary. It's time to come home."
"That is false. The girl is mine, and she knows that. However, with the bat and bird protecting her, it will be difficult."
"Don't forget, she has begun dating the silver boy."
"Yes. But is it worth it to own her?"
"Sir?"
"I've seen her work at a small amount of power. I wonder how destructive she can be at full power. This girl can, no, will be, the end of the Justice League."
"Of course, sir."
"Leave me." The girl nodded, her red eyes glimmering in the dark. Then she exited without a sound.
The boy stepped out from the shadows, his yellow eyes darting around the screens. Each screen had a different picture of the same girl. He reached out and picked one.
"We've waited a long time for you, deary. It's time to come home."
The Servant Girl
The boy
