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Post by Stevison on Aug 2, 2007 17:02:38 GMT -5
I need a name for this thing. Any suggestions? --------------DREYA'S P.O.V.----------------------- I woke up to bright late morning sunlight with the pattern of the couch imprinted on my face. I sat up and looked around. Nate and Andi were gone. I squinted in the bright light and looked at the clock: 11:03 They wouldn't have gone home yet. My curiosity won over my laziness and I went to look for them. Popcorn crisped under my feet, and I vaguely remembered Nate falling and waking me up. I found them in the TV room, Nick Jr. playing on the flat screen. What were they watching on Nickelodeon? I looked over at the sofa they were sleeping on and couldn't hold back an "Awww". Nate was laying by the back of the sofa with his arms wrapped around Andi, who was precariously close to the edge of the couch. They were adorable, curled up together, fast asleep, and I had to notice that they fit together perfectly. As sweet as they were, my evil side wanted to wake them up. "Oh lovebirds" I said loudly. I walked over and shook Andi's shoulder roughly. She almost fell off the couch, but Nate automatically tightened his grip on her waist. They both jolted awake, completely confused and annoyed at me. "Aww, you guys are too cute" I teased. Andi shot me a glare, but I ignored her. "Nothing happened last night, right?" I asked, just being bitchy. "No...shut--" Andi started. "Yeah, actually. She reminded me for the fifty-thousandth time that I need a haircut and Zim almost got caught by that weird alien hunting kid. Is that what you meant?" Nate asked crankily. "You know what I meant, your bitchiness. Can't take a joke..." I grumbled sarcastically. Andi was already back asleep, obviously very comfortable in Nate's arms. "Oh lord. Wake her up Nate." I sighed. Nate firmly put one arm around her waist and used his other hand to tickle her stomach. She immediately shreiked and was wide awake again. ---------------- I have to go I'm going swimming & I get to see cute hockey guys. Be jealous! But I'll be back later, with more story.
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Post by Stevison on Aug 2, 2007 22:30:55 GMT -5
-----DREYA'S POINT OF VIEW---------FOR LIKE 3 SENTENCES ------- Now Nate and Andi were looking at me, obviously amused. They we're trying to hold back their laughter, and it wasn't working. Soon they were both in hysterics. "Ahahaha! You put it on crooked!" Andi laughed, directing it at Nate. "You're the one who picked the purple marker!" he repiled. "Hey, it looked black" Andi said between gasps for air. "What hte hell are you guys talking about?" I asked. They were still laughing, but Nate manged to say "Your face" before another round of laughter. I walked into the bathroom and looked int he mirror. Besides my hair being all frizzy and my face being all shiny, there was a crooked, purple moustach drawn above my upper lip. -------------------- That's all cause I am TIRED and I was only staying up cause of my Darling Emo Kid and my OCD Buddy. If you don't get it, don't ask
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Post by Audrey. on Aug 2, 2007 22:44:20 GMT -5
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Post by saraH. STARSHIP on Aug 2, 2007 22:46:33 GMT -5
sooo cooool!
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Post by Stevison on Aug 3, 2007 8:35:41 GMT -5
Thanks... AUDREY!!! YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO POST ON EMMALEE'S SITE, AND YOU DIDN'T!
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Post by Stevison on Aug 3, 2007 11:25:30 GMT -5
----------------------------------ANDI'S P.O.V.------------------ December 16th [yes, I'm skipping around an awful lot] ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Dreya, Nate and I walked through the heated food court of the Kenderson Mall. The roar of hundreds of simultaneous conversations was almost deafening, and the scents of various fast food chains drifted through the air. We were Christmas shopping, and we had already bought presents for everyone else on our lists, we just needed something for each other. We agreed to split up at the end of our trip to buy each other's gifts. I walked between Dreya and Nate, and I was nervous. I was sure they both knew what they were getting each other, and me, but I had no idea what to get either of them. Dreya had made me take a vow before we left today. She said every year, I found something perfect for Nate, but I wouldn't buy it because it would give away that I liked him. And she was right. But I didn't want to risk our life long best friendship over a crush. We split up win front of a jewelry store and agreed to meet back there in an hour. I already had an Idea of what to buy Dreya, and I instinctively went to Hot Topic for it. She wanted a Nightmare Before Christmas hoodie, but she was saving up for our presents and it was sixty bucks. I bought it and was out in a few minutes. I still had lots more shopping to do. I wandered around for a few minutes, even though I knew this mall better than Nate's hair. At the opposite end of the mall that I started at, I found a store. "Unusual Gifts" I looked in the window and a dream catcher caught my eye. Looking closer, i saw there were tiny bones where the feathers would be. i walked in to the store and up to the register. An eccentric woman was behind it and her face lit up when I asked if the bones were real. "Oh of course! Authentic mouse bones" she said cheerfully. I nearly ran out of the store, my vegetarian stomach turning over. I dialed Dreya's number and waited for her to pick up. "Hey. What?" she said flatly. "i need help. I can't think of anything to get Nate, and I don't think he wants a mouse bone dream catcher.' "What?" she asked, obviously startled by the mention of mouse bones. "Never mind. Come help me? Please?"I pleaded. "Fine. But you'd better get me something good" she hung up and I clicked my phone shut. I walked back to the jewelry store. Dreya met me there, apparently with an idea of what I should get Nate ---------------------------------------------------------- Okay, no more right now. Emmalee just made me really happy...don't ask!!!!
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Aug 3, 2007 11:29:58 GMT -5
i did?! wow. i dont even know what i did.
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Post by Stevison on Aug 3, 2007 12:42:15 GMT -5
Ahahah....you got my hopes up.
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Aug 3, 2007 14:56:27 GMT -5
when?
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Post by Stevison on Aug 3, 2007 14:58:30 GMT -5
When you said there was a guy on the site...this site needs more guys
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Post by hedleyndmcrfan9 on Aug 3, 2007 14:59:09 GMT -5
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Post by Stevison on Aug 3, 2007 14:59:24 GMT -5
I expected to go off somewhere, but we walked into the jewelry store. Dreya walked up to the counter and said to the man behind it “I’m Dreya Wilson. I have some thing on hold” very maturely. The man took out a fairly large black box and handed it to Dreya. “I knew you’d do this. You do almost every year. So I saw this, and decided to reserve it, for when you didn’t know what to get Nate. Look.” she opened to box “Give it to him; he’ll love it” she said. Inside the box was a necklace with a tag that said “STERLING SILVER. DISTRESSED FINISH. $140.00” “Read what it says” she pointed to the charm on the chain of the necklace. It was a heart, with arrows shot through it, forming an X. The engraving on it read: Cross my heart, without you, I’d die “Oh my god Dreya. It’s perfect. But--” she cut me off. “No buts. You’re buying it. You just said it yourself. It’s perfect. I know you have enough, and even if you don’t, skip out on my gift to pay for it. I just want you to finally get him the right thing.” She had a few points. I did have way more than enough money for it, it was perfect, and I did take a vow. There was no way out. “Alright.” I said sheepishly. “I know he’ll love it. Dreya, I swear you are the Christmas Present Fairy.” I kissed her cheek and took my money out of my pocket. I bought the necklace and ran out of the store. “Thanks Dreya!” I yelled back to her. I ran back to the center of the mall and caught my breath. I touched the black box in my bag and smiled. ------------DREYA’S POINT OF VIEW--------------- I had just saved Andi from her Nate gift woes, now predictably, Nate would have the same problem. The two of them are exactly the same, to the point where it gets frustrating. I made Nate take the same vow as Andi before we left for the mall, that he would buy her the right present even if it said “I love you more than anything in the world.” Soon enough, Nate came running up to me a few minutes later. But he surprised me when I saw he already had something in his hands. “Dreya! I got Andi something. What do you think?” he asked, showing me what was in his hands. It was a digital camera. It was super thin, about as thick as a video ipod, with a huge display screen. And there were no buttons. “Uhh, Nate, it looks great, but how do you work it? There are no buttons.” “Turn it on” he said anxiously” I pressed the only button on the whole camera, a tiny power button on the side. “Still no buttons, Sweet pea.” I said, with a hint of confusion. “It’s touch screen” he said excitedly. “Go on. Touch it.” I touched the screen and the mall floor was displayed on the screen. I moved the camera’s view to Nate’s face and tapped the screen again. There was a flash and my sweet pea’s smiling face was now projected on the screen. “So? Do you think she’ll like it?” I looked at the label on the front. “5 GB MEMORY CARD. TOUCH SCREEN. DIGITAL 100X ZOOM. VIDEO CAPTURE AND REVIEW” Underneath that it said: “Automatic self charge on low battery” Wow, it was the whole package. “Aww, Sweet pea, it’s so perfect! She’ll love it, I know she will.” I looked up into Nate’s face and gave him the camera back. “Are you done with the rest of your shopping?” I asked “Hell no! I still have to get your stuff. Bye. See you at one!” Finally, for the love of anything even close to being somewhat holy, they had bought each other the right gifts, and would be getting together. A day’s work, done. I was pretty proud of myself. -----STILL DREYA, BUT A DIFFERENT DAY-------------- December 24th Mom was running around like a mad woman. She was freaking out because of the Christmas party tonight. In her confused state of nervousness she had made my dad and brother move all the furniture out of the living room, then back in when she decided to clear out the dining room. I had no idea why she was having furniture moved around in the first place. We had moved all of our family’s stuff out of the living and dining rooms and into the TV room to make room for more decorations and people. Mom had left me to decorate the living room, and she had made Dad and Zach go out and get another tree for in there.. I had decorated nearly the whole room, and now I was just hanging up more mistletoe. Mom wanted the whole room covered in the damn stuff. I didn’t get it. If I wanted to kiss someone, I would kiss them, traditional Christmas herb or not. My phone rang in my pocket. I put down the piece of mistletoe I was hanging and answered it. “Hey. What it is?” I said boredly. “Baby cakes, I need help.” It was Nate. He was the only person I let call me baby cakes. “I knew that Sweet Pea.” I replied sweetly. “No, really. It’s about Andi. She’s not there with you is she?” he asked. “No, she’s not. Alright, what do you need?” “You know that Christmas party you’re having tonight?” he asked “Oh, so that’s why our house looks like Santa’s workshop! Duh, I know Nate.” “Okay. You know how everyone our age is going with a date? He asked anxiously, completely ignoring my bitchy comment. “Yes I do.” I smiled. I had a really cute date. “Well, do you think I should ask Andi?” I was in pleasant disbelief that Nate was finally going to ask her out. “Yeah. Duh. Haven’t I been saying that you should ask her out for-” “Yeah, four years. What do you think she’ll say?” he sounded nervous. I was going to say something sarcastic, but he was really scared about this. “Aw, I know for a fact she’ll say yes, Sweet Pea. Now go ask her. The party is in what? Six hours?” --------------------------------- gotta go, my aunt needs to work on the printer..enjoy!
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Post by Stevison on Aug 3, 2007 15:06:15 GMT -5
That was LOOOOONG
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Aug 3, 2007 15:11:12 GMT -5
i wish i could write like that.
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Post by Stevison on Aug 3, 2007 15:52:31 GMT -5
Do you mean quantity, or quality of writing? Cause I wiah I could write that much when I needed to write a page long essay in History
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Aug 3, 2007 15:54:38 GMT -5
quality. mine sucks. length is nothing if quality doesnt count
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Post by Stevison on Aug 3, 2007 15:58:53 GMT -5
Ohh, thanks. I thought this was one of the worst things I've ever written, but I guess not. Thanks And yours does not suck! Why would I keep reading it if it did?
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Post by `emz0, bby. on Aug 3, 2007 16:17:31 GMT -5
well, i dont know what else to write for this chapter. XD
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