[soulja-girl4eva]

For the entire day I sat at the base of my window waiting for the tortured screams of the town. And all day nothing. No hail storms, locusts, things catching randomly on fire, and there wasn't a mob trying to rush into the church.
I see. He only makes special appearances for the people most likely to wet their pants.
I will not be scared. I will not be scared.
Suddenly Spencer my older brother barges into the room his hands full of greasy food.
"Why did mom tell me that, and I quote, "Your sister is having a hysteria fit because she starts school tomorow. She's trying to stay home go and put some common sense into her."
I huffed. "I was not having a fit. I saw someone."
"Who?"
"A guy."
He gasped. "Shut up. Are you serious?! A real one?"
"I'm not joking this is serious!"
He walked over and sat on the edge of my bed and crossed his legs.
"Tell me all about it I want to know details. Details! So spill girl."
"Spence! You know what? Out! Now! When I get murdered by an angry physco killer you will all be sorry!" I shouted into the hallway as I pushed Spencer into the hallway.
"Don't hold your breath!" he shouted back.

Oliver's P.O.V
I bet when I waved I scared her good.
Oliver leaned back against the head board of his bed. Why did everyone have to make his life so difficult. He is not nor ever was a terrible person. Everyone was just going to assume the worst because of what he did years ago.
What happened to living in the present and forgetting the past.
He most certainly did.
No lost love there. Nothing that he wanted to remember.
Not the drinking, or the screaming. Or the beatings.
Especially the beatings. All he wanted to do was forget.
He layed a hand on his bedside table searching for his small bottle. He passed his hand over the table and yet didn't feel the bottle touch his hand.
He rolled over to look for it and found himself staring into the deep pools of green that were his mother's eyes.
"Yes?" he drawled
She handed him the bottle she had in her hand.
"I was about to do that I don't need your reminder."
"Well go on." she said, "take them already."
He unscrewed the top and popped two into his mouth. "Good enough?"
"How did it go?" his mother asked crossing his arms.
" How did what go?" he asked innocently
"You went outside didn't you?"
"Yes."
"And..."
He rolled back over. "I really don't want to talk about it." he said quietly
"You'll be fine. Eventually they'll get over it." she patted his shoulder.
But I won't.



Sry ppl im technologically challenged and i type super slow so my apologies

[lefty013]

There are a few typos here and there, but nothing major. Believe me, if there was something wrong with it I would say something.

[allebaby]

HELLO POEPLE
i am victorias otherwise known as soulja-girl4eva"s publicist/editor/friend (sometimes on the friend part) dont be nice to her because she refuses to stick to one story and just has to start a new book every 5 mins because shes inconsitent a procrastonator and a big fat head but enough of that.
overall the story has a good plot and shes gotten better in her pelling although she used the computer

[soulja-girl4eva]

I don't remember but I think I fell asleep right next to the window. I was on the floor in the same clothes I had on yesterday. My neck was cramped and there was a puddle of drool on the carpet where my head was just a few minutes ago. I groaned.
I found some decent smeling clothes on the back of my swivel chair and dragged them to the bathroom. After I cleaned my face and showered I put my dark hair into a sloppy pony tail and went down stairs. There were bags under my eyes and my legs felt like rubber. I grabbed a pop tart sitting in the box by the door. I shoved it in my mouth and picked up my dance bag. My books were tightly packed inside under my glamourized leotard.
I opened the door and really let one loose. I screamed at the top of my lungs the pop tart spewing from my mouth. My mother and father came running down the stairs in their bathrobes.
"What is it?!"
I pointed toward the house across the street.
"What?! What?!" they cried in unision.
"He was right there. Right there."
My mother fumed.
"You are going to school and that is final!"
My father shook his head and went back inside.
My mother came back and threw my keys square in the chest.
"Go!"
The door slammed and I wimpered.
The bushes across the street rustled and Oliver jumped out from where he was hiding.
I turned around and started banging on the door wildly.
"MOOOOOOOOOOM! Please! LET ME IN!"
"I'm sorry honey we can't hear you. Scream louder I think there was somebody in Australia who didn't hear you."
I gave up and fumbled with my keys. Like the speed of light he was across the street and my keys were in his hands.
"Will you please stop that infernal screaming I just wanted to say hi."
I hesitated."Hi?"
He rolled his eyes "Oh God are you wimpering? Prancy Pants it's me."
"I know who you are." I stuttered.
"Here are your keys run along Prancy Pants I'm sorry if I made you wet your pants." he smirked
He walked back over to his house and rested his elbows on the fence.
I jogged to school looking back and I just could't help thinking I must be going crazy.

Oliver's P.O.V
Oliver crouched behind the small bush a few feet away from his house.
He had watched her walk down the stairs from his front porch.
Just try again. Just walk up and say hi.
She's the same person.
Hey Hailey. It's that simple.
He listened for the slam of her front door and jumped up.
Oliver was about to lift a hand to wave when she started screaming and banging on her door.
I jumped up too fast he thought he crouched back down and put his hand back down.
He heard the door slam again and this time crawled out more slowly and walked over to her.
She was still screeching.
"Can you please stop that infernal screaming." he asked politely
She stopped.
"Hi."
She hesitated. "Hi?"
"It's me Prancy Pants!" his old nickname for her the way she pranced around and fell down.
"I know who you are." she said
Which is why she was afraid.
Why couldn't anyone just forget?

[allebaby]

So far so good
NOW KEEP WRITING BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND ABOUT NOT MURDERING YOU VICTORIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[allebaby]

You suck Victoria

[allebaby]

Whats wrong with you hanging up on me like that
no manners what so ever

[allebaby]

THAT IS SO RUDE STOP DOING THAT
LIKE RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF A SENTENCE HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[soulja-girl4eva]

I fell into my seat in homeroom and raised my hand feebly when I was called for attendance then put my head in my hands. I was tapped on my head and I tried to mumble something that was something similar to a hint. The person ignored it and proceeded to hit me rather hard across the back of my head.
"What?" I said
"Hailey why is your hair like that did something die there?"
"Minnet my hair is fine leave me alone." Minnet one of my best and personally the most irritating of my friends rolled her eyes.
She beckoned to a boy about to walk past my row.
"Hey you. Doesn't her hair look fabulous?" she said cheerily
The boy hesitated then glanced from my bedraggled face and hair to Minnet who was standing rimrod straight fashionably ahead of the time without a slick of her brown hair out of place.
"Uhh....it could use work?" he looked at Minnet for approval.
"Thank you!" she cried happily
The boy smiled and went back to walking.
I groaned. "Minnet go away this is not the day."
She ignored this and prodded my hair with her fingers until she was convinced I was decent enogh to walk beside "Her Majesty". The bell rang and I just sat there to tired to move.
She pulled my hair until I was out of my chair.
"C'mon lazy ass up now."
"Ah. Fine." I yanked my hair out of her grasp and started down the hallway.
"Soooo? How was your summer?"
"I was in ballet camp." I said flatly
"That must have ben fun!"
"No you know I'm horrible."
"I know I'm just trying to make you feel better."
"It's not working."
"Oh. Well excuse me."
She wanted to say something I know she did.
"So" I said preparing for the on slaught "...How was St.Barts?"
And she was off. She rambled on for centuries and by the time we had finished 4th period I knew how many guys she saw, her favorite manicure colors, her favorite chill spots, and it went on to the very last second of when her stupid little toes touched Jersy soil once more.
I plopped down at the lunch table. Oliver could have ben sentenced to 10 years of talking to Minnet and only then would he get what he deserved.

[allebaby]

OK
1 very good so far
2 I DO NOT ACT LIKE THAT that girl is nothing like me you better not think i like that because i do notttttt right i dont act like that right, Right!!
3 OH MY GOD i dooooooooooooooo act like that dont i why didnt you tell me
4 theres no 4 i just put that there idont no why it just seemed like it belonged there

ps please respond or ill be talking to my self here and the last thing i wont is to be like you and nyomi im yo pretty to be in the nut house