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A 14 year-old girl. Want to be a writer. Currently writting a book called \'Prom\'. Hope you enjoy it. Mixture of \'the duff\', \'the mortal instruments\' and some movies

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Traduire   10 années depuis

Prom Chapter 2 Say that again... Since the day I moved to New York, I have these weird dreams that I am dead, an angel and whenever I woke up from that dream, I always see a person right in front of me but it vanish. I also felt that my waist was glowing, smirk colour. I don't really know how describe it but it was not itchy nor it has rashes. It is just this triangle shape around there at my wrist. Thei funny thing is that I'm the only one in that family has this awful things that is happening to me. " OMG!! You see that guy there...his name is Ryan and he is damn cute. I just wish he is my boyfriend...are you okay, Camille? You seem so distracted..." I didn't really concerntrate of what she was talking about. I was so focus on my wrist and trying to find the meaning of those marking on my wrist. "Ariana, I need to go to the toilet for a while. Meet you at class later?...bye" I said in a hurry to figure this mark. I went to the library, after school, checking on some books about demons and angels. I didn't know that in this world we have those evil and good. I just hope that I am not part of this... As the school was about to close, I walked home alone with a book on my hand. For a moment later, a person, probably lost in this neighbourhood. He came towards me shouting," Demon! Demon! Evil!" I felt so scared and ran for my #life. I hide behind the garbage bin, the big green old smelly garbage bin. Never thought that i would have a hero that could save me. Oh well, who could it be, maybe myself... I remembered that my grandfather thought me self-defence. How to fight without using any weapons. "Come on, asshole! Come near to me,i'll teach you how to karate! Hahah! " At a split second there came another voice. It wasn't the man who shouted just now, it was somebody else. A young man, probably my age... "Oh god. Demon in the house, yo! Let me see what you've got!.." The young man said as I ran to another place to hide. Who knows he knows where I'll ran? Who knows he knows wheee I stay. Okay thats way creepier than I thought. I ran as fast as possible trying to get away from demons? I thought i ran away from those people but it was a mistake i haven't yet ran away from him.... He chase me. He ram faster than me, which is so amazing. He stop me from running and then i saw his appearance. He look exactly like Zac Efron. He has those eyes that really sparkled, hair is neatly push up. He has tattoos on his arms, a symbol. He look at me with those brown eyes, saying, "We found our last shadowhunter ." He end it with a whistle that is really loud and there were more of him than i could imagine. After a few moments later, I talk back. "Who the hell am i? Say that again..."

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    Traduire   10 années depuis

    Prom In real #life, boy meets girls, ask on a date. Ask me to do it, it is very easy but it wasn't so easy for Camille Andrews. She is a angel and a demon. Not only her who has these powers, her friend has it too. She thought on that day of prom it would be fun but she didn't expect it to be that ugly. Chapter by chapter it will be published every single day but i can't promise it

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      Traduire   10 années depuis

      Prom Chapter 1 New #life First day of school in New York. Very amazed. New house, new attitude, new friends, new #life. I am going to be the mature one in school by dressing disgustingly like some hooligan who just cares for studies and not dressing. Well, I don't give a damn about those mean girls at school. Yes I am a transfer from Canada. My mom got a new job as a lawyer here in NYC while my father is still working as a doctor at a hospital. Leaving with my eldest brother, James Anderws, is so noisy especially when he brings his "crews" along. Playing loud music like it is some party they are at. So it's quieter to study at the library until the school closes. That's the routine every single day I do except my weekends where I'll hang out with my younger sister, Zoey Andrews. Turning 13 soon. We usually talk about boys and gossip about our celebrity crush. It's so amazing that my father allow me to have a room combine with Zoey's. It's big but it's worth it. So instead of I'm walking to school, my mother fetch me to school. An easy not rushing morning. Stepping on the new school environment feels so brand new like how my mother gets a brand new car. "And here I am. New York High School. Not one of the best school to make friends with." I said with a bit of sickening expression. Walking through the doors of hell, looking at people who were staring at me. Finding my way to the principle office. Making sure all my forms and books are ready. Oh shit! How can I forgotten about my pencil?!? As I sat down outside the office, I saw a guy and maybe he can probably lend me a pencil. "Erm...excuse me but I really need a pencil. Do you have one?" There is this cute guy probably my age staring at me with his blue eyes and his brown hair that shines at my eyes. His muscles are so big that I dreamt of him carrying me to my bedroom. "Ya I have one...here you go. You can keep them is you need it."he said it and for a moment later, disruption happen. Oh who can it be, oh ya! Three people who probably the mean girls , coming right at me and him. Spoiling our moment. Eventually, the principal called my name and I have to say thank god I wasn't outside with those people if not I'll be in deep trouble. Since all my schedule and my locker number has been settled, it's time for my first lesson. Science class and it help at the bio lab. Yeah! Chemistry sounds fun but I prefer biography. It helps me understand further about my human body. "Erm...it this chemistry lab 2. I've been assign in this class now by the principal and since this is my first day I'm not sure which lab I'm supposed to be." I said and some of them were staring at me. I stare at them back. Well, that's how you get your attention from someone. I was assign to seat beside a girl named Ariana and there begin the awkward silence between me and her. We didn't talk much at the starting but when it comes to real talking, we talk more than we should. Changing the subject every single second. From one another. Beside us was another lab partners, they look at us with those "crazy" face. We gave them the "excuse me" face to shut them up. When school ended we hang out at the library, since we don't have homework, we search for amazing books that really gives us knowledge. And when our time has ended we head back home. Walking side by side, finding a way to go home together so that we can talk to one another. Never felt that my first day of school would be amazing. I didn't realize that I had a friend who had the same mind as me. Sooner or later, I'm going to introduce her to my family.

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