Sunday, October 31, 2010

Versatility Award!

I am so touched, I was just getting ready for a halloween party and I got a text message from my wonderful cousin to go check out her blog. I, being the wonderful cousin too, went to her blog immediately. I was just thinking she had changed her layout and all then I was like OH, new blog posts. She was awarded the versatile blogger awared and then awarded it to me! I was so happy! There are rules although, so I guess I must obey them. (: Thank you Paige!

The rules are simple:

1.Thank and link back to the person(s) who bestowed the award

2.Share seven things about yourself

3.Pass the award to other bloggers who are 'versatile'

4.Inform the recipients

Seven things about myself.... hmmm...

Number One.
I love to write,but I mostly write when I am upset or just need to express myself.

Number Two.
I am sixteen & a sophmore in high school.

Number Three.
I am EXACTLY five foot tall. Crazyy! Yes, I am short!

Number Four.
I live on a miniature horse and llama farm. I love animals. I have always been around them and I have honestly never found an animal that I have feared. I actually think it would be fun to be a vet, but we'll see!

Number Five.
I absolutely love CHEERWINE. I have an addiction. It may not be healthy, but i love it!

Number Six.
I am a perfectionist. I get frustrated with myself because my hair is far from perfect, constantly.

Number Seven.
I love photography. I would like to minor in photography, actually.

and FINALLY the other winners of the versatile blogger award!
1. Stephanie Houghton

2. Becca!

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Chapter Two of Prove Your Love

Berkley walked the halls to lunch the next day, with her best friend Emma. “Oh my gosh, you have like no clue how sweet Bradley is. Did I show you what he sent me? Well of course I did. He’s so sweet! He’s so nice also. I mean his looks are just an extra. He has it all. He’s the best. I love him so much. You have like no clue, Berkley. You should get a boyfriend, it’s wonderful.”

“I’m sure, Emma.” Berkley stated sarcastically. She really just wanted to say, “Whatever, he’s going to break your heart one of these days and you’ll no longer think any of those things anymore. You’re not in love, love doesn’t exist, silly. There’s no possible way it could. Trust me. You’re wrong, I’m right.”; but she didn’t.

“You have no clue! It’s wonderful, amazing and I mean he’s my best friend too. Awh, look there he is, I’ll catch up with you later.” Emma ran to Bradley and he wrapped his hands around her waist. She placed her hands around his neck and they hugged tightly. Berkley just rolled her eyes. She sat her stuff down at their usual table and approached the line for chicken tenders and corn. Luckily, the line wasn’t that long today. There was about five people in front of her. She set her focus on food and tried to ignore Emma’s loud laughter in the next line over. She’d moved barely an inch when she was knocked forward. She turned around and there was a boy probably five foot six, with brown short hair, and the most beautiful brown eyes she’d ever seen.

“I’m sorry! I really am. I didn’t mean to like slam into you. I just got distracted and I guess hunger took over me and I was in full speed. Are you alright?”

Berkley tried to get over his looks and replied, “Oh yeah, I’m fine. It happens to the best of us. Hunger, it’s inevitable. “Berkley gave him a friendly reassuring smile. “ I’m Berkley,” she blurted out without realizing why she even introduced herself.

The boy chuckled, “ I’m Nick. I’ve seen you around school before. You’re a sophomore right?”

“Yes, I am. What grade are you?”

“I’m a junior.”

“Oh, wow. Lucky. You get to escape this place before me.”

“ Well yeah, that’s what usually happens when you’re older than someone.”

“Who ever said you were older than me? “

“Well I assumed, I was.”

“Well then you probably are, no need to argue.”

“Well don’t you think you should get your food, and maybe we should stop holding up the line?”

“Oops, maybe.” Berkley got her tray and proceeded to pay. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment. She felt like she had a little crush on Nick, but she didn’t want to date anyone. Not after her last relationship. It hadn’t ended well. No need to go through that again. She’d just brush it out, after all, she’d probably never see Nick again.

“Wait up, Berkley, we never finished our conversation.” Berkley smiled and turned in surprise to see Nick jogging up behind her. “Where’d we leave off?”

“Well, I believe you were calling me out for holding up the line.”

“I don’t think I want to continue from that. Let’s start a new conversation then. What’s your favorite color?”

“Now how do you even make a conversation off of that? It’s orange, although.”

“You might not be able to make a conversation, but you can make a relationship off of it.” Nick grinned.

Berkley turned her head a little to the side and bit her lip and smiled. NOOOO! DON’T FALL FOR HIM! DON’T DO IT! Berkley screamed in her head to herself. I’ll just become friends with him, there’s no harm with that. “Haha, okay. Like a friendship, right?”

“Well of course. Friendship is a start at least.” They sat down at a lunch table and just asked each other random questions until the bell rang, ending lunch. They bid each other goodbye and went their separate ways.

Berkley walked to class, smiling the whole way. She pulled out her phone and saw that she had six new text messages, all from Emma. They read:

Where are you???

Who’s the guy you’re with?

You are certainly smiling a lot.

Oh nooo, y’all are surely deep in conversation.

Who is he????

Uhoh, somebody’s got a crush! You need to text me details! Now!!!!

Berkley texted a reply before walking into history class.

He’s Nick, he ran into me at lunch, literally ran into me. I’ll tell you more later, I don’t have a crush, just a new friend, I promise.

Chapter One of Prove Your Love

Ever heard of a little thing called love? It’s actually not very little. It’s a huge thing in our society. It’s overused, abused, under defined, unappreciated, provided and hated. I have no opinion on it, except that it is useless and doesn’t exist. I am here to officially declare it nonexistent.


Berkley smiled as she walked down the hallway of West Amsterdam High School. It was about two o’clock and she was headed to history class. She turned her head slightly and she saw two freshmen hugging. One was a boy, blonde hair, athletic build, khaki shorts and red t-shirt. The girl was short, brown hair, blue fitted t-shirt and dark jeans on. She was pressed against the wall and his hands were placed delicately on the small of her back. They seemed so happy. Berkley’s smile turned to a frown and she just shook her head and rolled her eyes. Poor naïve freshmen. Berkley’s thoughts described it all. She remembered those days, of being totally mesmerized by a guy. His touch would leave one speechless and then they’d both utter the most overused three words, I love you. A smile would escape and then their lips would meet with such tenderness. A bell interrupted her little daydream of the past. Oh no. I can’t be late to class. She walked briskly, thinking along the way what the freshmen had thought when they’d looked to see a girl staring off into space at their direction. They’d probably laughed it off. Why wouldn’t they? They were young, naïve and had experienced no pain to take away their laughter.

Berkley walked through the doorway of history right before the tardy bell. Safe. She slipped into her seat right as her teacher began speaking. “Take out your homework and pass it to Berkley.” Mrs. Amerson stated.

Berkley jumped at the sound of her name, unsure of what was going on. She glanced over at her friend, Courtney, looking for an explanation. She mouthed the word, ‘homework’ then looked away. Berkley nodded her head in understanding and grabbed the papers that were being shoved at her. She sighed and handed them over to Mrs. Amerson. She accepted them and flipped through, looked up and took the expo marker and wrote on the dry erase board.

Page 113-117

Read and take notes

Answer and explain questions 1-11

“Class, here’s your assignment for the class period. It’s an individual assignment so no talking, please. You can put your ear buds in. It must be turned in by the time the bell rings for dismissal or it’ll be recorded as a zero.” Berkley rolled her eyes and pulled her ipod out of her purse. She placed the ear buds in and chose ‘Speak Now’ by Taylor Swift. It was one of her favorite songs; despite the love aspect of it. Even though it was a love song, she didn’t mind. Fairytales were good, just not realistic. The lyrics made her smile. She loved how easily people believed in love; even though all the pain it caused. She jerked herself out of thoughts and began the work, the words made her yawn, yet she didn’t really desire to get a zero. She only had forty-five minutes left to complete it and it seemed like it was going to be a lot of work. She turned her iPod up and placed her focus on the book, setting aside her thoughts for later.


So I kinda got busy and just quit writing Fairytale for the Hopeless. My apologies.
But I have begun writing a new book, but I think I should finish Fairytale For the Hopeless before I post what I have of my new one. So I think I'll go get on that(:

Monday, October 4, 2010

Geometry Homework Poem

A tap or two of a pencil
A bite of a nial and
We're beginning five one
A lesson that shoves angle and perpendicular bisectors down my throat
A turn of my head and here comes more, flying fullspeed, now
Medians and altitudes
Who knew a simple three sided figure could hold so much?
My mind, wanders back to the days of numbers, without letters and empty shapes
A smile consumes my face
My eyes slowly close
My hand doodles hearts and I bite my lip
A simple love, discarded in the past
Complexity strikes
All left to comfort me is the far away memories of the past.