Violet Sparks (ch. 7)
*Max's Point Of View* (I thought it might be fun to do one chapter in his point of view after 6 of Violet's for a bit of a change up.
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*Max's Point Of View* (I thought it might be fun to do one chapter in his point of view after 6 of Violet's for a bit of a change up.
Finally the bell rang after what seemed like ages of science class. I looked at my schedule to see that I had French class next. That was back on the first floor.
i just met you this i know. but our conversation has a joyous flow. you speak your mind. and i'll speak mine. where have you been my long lonely life. your smile brightens my day.
"Ooh. We better hurry up!!" said Lily, stuffing everything into her locker. "Yes, let's see... We both have homeroom with Ms. Tarri. She's in room 107.
All lesson he listened to me ask him questions about himself. He would smile at me now and then and my heart would lift to my mouth, he was funny, never angry and most of all cute.
~*~ It's not like you're a stranger. We're friends, pretty good. But when I saw you, there, today... I got a change of mood. Dressed in a crisp, grey suit. Neck wrapped in a pink silk tie.
Hi. I am writing a new story called 'Psychic Love'. It is a fantasy story. Please tell me what you think of the first chapter. Chapter 1 New Day I woke up, groaning.
Theres that one person that whenever he talks to you, you never want it to end The one that makes you laugh, that you want more then a friend The one you want to hug so tight You would stay in his...
have you ever had a guy come up to you, hug you and converse with you for a while, then right when he's about to go, he leans in and whispers in your ear, "I love you.".
Huh.... What ever could it be. Some strange feeling has just taken over me... I can feel it right now, can you. This is something different, something new. With no reason or rhyme...
Imagine... You're at the mall, browsing around for cute new clothes.
So the day has arrived. The day where I plan to talk to the girl I like.
I met this girl on Friday, she is beautiful. I didn't manage to get her name, but there was something about her that made her stick in my head.
I got dressed for school slowly and carefully the next morning, but that was normal for me. I put on a red jumper, showing off my shoulder, a grey skirt, black tights, and red pumps.
that one guy who can make me smile,. that one guy who acts real kind,. that one guy you think is proper sly,. but really he is just so fly,. that one guy who looks out for you,.
I feel it deep in my belly, My legs turn like jelly. It starts as something faint And gets stronger until I think I could faint.
Summary: This is from the point of view of a character in a story I'm writing (which should be on here when complete).
Hurry up don't be late Walk at a faster rate No, jog at a speedy pace Run like its a race Sprint, I long to see your face When I see you open the door I don't think of my self anymore I just want you...
So there's this guy, I've secretly liked him for quite a while now. He's always caught my eye. I had spoken to him briefly before but yesterday I spent most of the day with him. He is truly amazing.
1) Planet Rock radio and whatever it is playing 2) How much my head hurts 3) Performing We Will Rock You (the musical) next week 4) How exhausted I am 5) Having to wake up tomorrow morning 6)...
Dedicated to sjw. Vienna señorita such a Beautifull girl. An amazing dancer see her twist and twirl. A girl so rare it's true to say. She'll brighten your mood and make your day.
Chapter 8 "Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked Melissa while we were going home after school. She had a creepy smile on her face.
Well, to really end these things, I had a crush on one of our facilitators last LTPS. Yes crush. And yes, I know it sounds like high school. But... Idk.
Okay. So I really need to get this out. I don't know who he is, or what he is. I don't even know his name. But I know what I felt, and that's enough. I don't remember when I first saw him that day.