As any novelist knows A book is useless without words Words are useless without meaning If I wrote a book entitled "I'm Sorry", Know for sure that the title is not meaningless - The-Other-Ghostwriter (on fanfiction.net)
“So what class have you got today?” Aunt Arianna asked whist eating the most horrifying thing a growing teenager will ever see, a health-fanatic’s breakfast.
“Mmm… maths, English lit, singing, contemporary drama and world theatre” I answered if I hear another reference to Augustus Boal’s theatre of the oppressed; I will have meltdowns.
“So pretty good day” she commented, smiling widely.
“Yeah pretty good” I said with a sarcastic tone.
“Aren’t you getting a lift with Prince?”
“No, I’ll be getting the bus as always, and I can’t believe to you’d agree – without me knowing!”
“Ok sorry but I suggest you start going otherwise you will be late for your first lesson”
I looked at the clock and realised I had 10 minutes to get to class, “well in that case I will see you later”
“Bye have a good day”
“Bye you too”
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“So do you want to get lunch for the canteen?”
“Sure why not”
As we lined up to get our food, the canteen became eerily silent. I look up to see Prince standing on the table. Well I hope he falls flat on his face – now that would make my day. J
“Can I have everyone’s attention please! I, Prince, would like to say sorry, to Elizabeth Matthews for all of the crap I have thrown her way from the deepest, deepest, deepest, deepest, deepest part of my heart I ask for her to look into hers and forgive me, for I will make it my duty to make it up to her. Now you can all get back to you lunch”
And of course the whole canteen resumed their lunches, and Prince being Prince just happy jumps off the table and walked over. Damn he could of just tripped just a little.
“So how was what as for an apology” he boasted arrogantly, smirking his signature smirk.
“Well if you have to ask then obviously it was not good enough. I would need a superhero performance for me to forgive you. That includes tights in case you were wondering. Just to let you know that performance you just gave I give a C for effort. Have a nice day.”
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The Girl Under the Bleachers
Teen FictionHave you ever fell that you didn’t fit in? Your lost in a group of people? Have you ever felt invisible? Well that me MISS INVISIBLE Well this is her story and how she became seen