This is a story about how a regular teenage girl named Marley came to be the biggest writer of plays. She started out as just the writer of the high school newspaper. How she wrote articles and short stories, and was nothing but a publicist and a normal writer geek in sophomore year. She loved writing but, not many other people did as much as her. She was the only one in the writers club and the school newspaper crew, She wanted to get out there and show that writing can be kinda fun. That's what she did, she put up flyers and ads for the writers club. No one signed up but a bunch of graffiti, No one liked writing at her school. Not even the writing class, everyone was all into the sports and the drama club. Marley used to be in the drama club but, then she could not even remember her monologue for her audition. She was no good at acting. She wanted to fit in at school, she had no friends except one. Cecelia ( Cece), she had been with her since the beginning. It was like they were seperated at birth and then they found each other again. They were the greatest of friends. Cece was a artist, she was both good at art and music. She does art of sound like if sound was been able to been seen with the naked eye. Marley , as she had been been at south ground high school for 2 years now and she is ready to make a difference in this world. She had to, so she put flyers and posters everywhere about the writer's club. " This will get the message out. " She had a whole hallway filled with posters and flyers.. And every classroom door. After that, the bell rang. She got scared, the time when everyone tramples you like a pack of bulls. She ran as fast as she could for her locker before the storm of kids did.
When she got home, her little sister audrey was the first voice she heard. As she was speaking 6th grade drama about how her friend was talking to her crush to her mom. " I am so jealous that she gets to hang out with him every single day after school at soccer and I only see him in math, it's so unfair!!" Mom, pretending to listen while cooking dinner and dad watching the golf channel. He is so into golf our christmas gift was coupons to golf and go kart resort for a year. I ran to my room because I am a teenager and that is my territory. People call me a bear and that is my cave because you would usually find me up in my room. I love my room, I plop on my bed and I think about writer's club. I need people to join and realise how much fun writing can be. I need to go big this year, it's september and the last day of school is may. I just realise that I don't have a lot of time. I am going to need help,Cece might have an idea. I called cece and She sounded like she was really busy. She was doing her thursday yoga. Of course, even though she hates gym. She was groaning out of exhaustion. " Do you think that you can maybe help me make a difference in this boring world. " Of course she got excited and started to scream because she is cece. Then, my mom called me down for dinner. Of course, at the time I am trying to change the world she calls for dinner. Coming mom, I am of course coming . Tonight, it was broccoli and cheese casserole, it's okay since I am a vegan. I just need a small amount. I guess that since that it is broccoli and cheese that it's okay. When I took one bite, my whole dinning experience was ruined. That was the end of my appetite, a long string I like to call hair. It was the first thing I had put in my mouth and it was truly disgusting. I ran to my room because I was scared that there would be more in there. I ran to my room, shut and locked the door ( in case of monsters, shut up they are real! ) and went to bed. I know that it's friday but, I needed to sleep. Also, I was so traumatized that I could not do anything else. Also, I need to start to brainstorming ideas to change this world through writing. I will think more in the morning.
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The High School Paper
Teen FictionThis story is about a teenage girl who loves to write. She started out as a normal writer for the school article. She loves writing and her whole life is based upon that. When there is a contest for writing a script for a play. she cant pass up this...