"No, unicorns do not come from our poop, Jacy!" I exclaimed to my little sister, throwing my arms in the air. "But my poop is bwown, and I saw a picture of a bwown unicon yesteday!" She said, with that six year old accent that makes you want to pinch her cheeks, but I know better than to do that.
I gave up and went out of the play room and into the kitchen. I grabbed a bag of popcorn and started heating it in the microwave. "Hey, Jacy, you want to watch the Lion King again?" I asked, in hope we would change the subject. "Ok!" she yelled, running into the kitchen.
A few minutes after the popcorn was done, everything was ready. I set up a table with Doritos, popcorn, M&M's, orange juice for Jacy, and coke for me. "Do you want me to turn the lights off?" I asked, and she nodded her head. I turned it off and sat on the couch. I pressed play and the movie started with the sunset and all.
Halfway into the movie, I looked over at Jacy to see she was asleep. I picked her up and took her to my mom's room, where her bed is. I know most kids would leave their parent's rooms when they turn six or seven, but after what happened, Jacy simply refuses to leave the room.
I went back to the couch and shook my head, trying to get rid of it all. Taking the DVD out, and putting it back in the cabinet, I reached for the Doritos and finished eating them. I looked down at my shirt and wondered what other girl would wear what I'm wearing; An oversized Led Zeppelin shirt and black tights with sheep slippers. My hair is not even in a 'messy bun', but just down, or actually sticking up everywhere. I sighed and went up to my room.
I took my laptop out and signed onto the school's website. I went on the newspaper section and started writing.
You see, I write for the school newspaper, but I don't write as Adrian Park, I write as The Dark Spark. I know, not the best name I could come up with, but that's all I've got. Instead of writing The Dark Spark every time, I just put D.S. Easier if you ask me.
Jackson Hills, Sideview High's one and only football captain, was caught cheating on Marcy Banks, his surprisingly two year girlfriend. Well, that record's not going any further for the two. As surprising as this sounds, the victim to Marcy's next deadly scream-off is Danny Hayes! Danny, the supposed shy and quiet girl of the school.
So, to sum it all up, people are not what you think they are. Marcy, the uncheatable, got cheated on. Danny, the shy girl, is who Jackson Hills cheated on Marcy with. What do you think? Who do you ship? And why do you think Jackson cheated on Marcy?
Okay, so I know this is not the nicest thing to do. Spreading rumors is never nice, but it's not like anyone will know it's me. Only the publisher does. And that's because I'm the publisher. I basically do everything for the newspaper.
After adding a few tweaks here and there and adding more to the article, I finally went to sleep.
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"Adrian! Get your butt up, you're gonna be late for school!", I heard my mom yell from downstairs. "How late?" I yelled back. "It's seven thirty!"
"Oh god oh god oh god! I've never been late! Oh my god!" I said to myself, quickly rushing out of my bed and throwing on the first shirt I saw lying around. I put on some weird jeans that I didn't even know I had, and finally my good running shoes; gray and black Nikes. I took my backpack and ran downstairs, almost tripping on the last step. "Good morning!", I yelled as I took the bagel I saw and rushed outside.
So, I know most girls, like me won't have things like motorcycles, but the only reason I have it is because I don't know where the heck my older brother is. He forgot the motorcycle before he left, and that's the only thing there is I can remember him by. I was very young when he left; about three or four. I don't even have pictures. My mom burned them all for an unknown reason.
My train of thoughts stopped as I entered the building. Good thing, I wasn't late. Bad thing, everyone was staring at me, trying to hide their laughter. I saw Marcy walking, or should I say strutting, towards me. "Nerd, did you get dressed up in the dark? Nice mustard stain you got there. Yellow really does look good with purple." Oh no, what is she talking about?
I looked down at my shirt, and there it was, a huge mustard stain. I don't even like mustard, what the heck?
I looked down and walked past her and her minions, Jasmine and Kayla. Just I was about to go to the girl's bathroom to clean it off, someone pulled me into the boys' bathroom.
When I went inside, there was no one there, but there was a blue sweater on the sink with a note stuck to it. I pulled the note and started reading.
Next time, look at what you wear before you get here.
~L
I don't know who did this, but I will find them and give them a huge bear hug. They deserve it.
I pulled my shirt off my head and put on the sweater. I went out of the bathroom to see a bunch of guys staring at me, with smirks on their faces. I have a feeling they saw me change. " Pervs", I muttered. I was about to walk away when one of them pinned me to the wall. He inched his mouth closer and closer to mine. I am not ready to have my first kiss! And let me tell you, his breath stunk. He smelled like fish! Freaking fish! Oh god, what did I ever do to deserve this?
Just as his fish-lips were gonna touch mine, I saw his face swing to the side. I slowly looked down to find the two guys throwing punches at each other.
The one that was not about to kiss me was wearing a black hoodie, so I couldn't see his face. He was wearing very dark clothing; black jeans and dark gray combat boots. He was saying some things but I couldn't figure it all out. All I heard was screaming from bitchy girls that were part of the crowd that formed.
Seconds later the whole scene changed; the principal was pulling the two guys apart, while everyone was slowly leaving. Just as I was about to leave, thinking I wasn't needed, when the principal waved for me to follow her and the boys.
We entered the office and the guys took a seat on each of the seats. There was no seat left for me, so I just stood up. The principal was about to talk when the guy with the dark clothing, stood up and motioned for me to sit. I looked at him, not his face, because he already turned around and leaned against the wall, and then sat down.
"Thank you, Luke." The principal said.
Luke.... Luke Hemmings?
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A.N.: So...yeah, this is a new story we're writing and I hope you like it. These won't usually be so 'shy-like', because I'm writing so there will be a lot of cussing in both the story and author's note.
Anyway, keep reading this shit because you can. :)
-Penguin_Directioners
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FanfictionI like books. He likes guns. I like studying. He likes fighting. I like Ramen Noodles. He fucking hates them. But there is one thing we have in common. We are both outcasts.