Clements storie

Shrine nelson

Michael Clements began his career as a Mechanical Engineer in 2003 at CUH2A, Inc. in Atlanta, Georgia. Five years later, he moved to Merrick & Company where he became the youngest-ever partner in the company and served as Program Director of Biocontainment. Visit at : http://www.michaelclements.info/

Kat Clements is a 17 year old girl. Notice how the word 'normal' is not between 'a' and '17'. How is she not normal? Well let's start with the fact she's completely crazy, she spends her free time sitting on train tracks, she's a die hard Californian girl living in Mullingar, Ireland, and oh yeah, did I mention she's dating the teen pop star, Niall Horan? Yeah. So when Niall FINALLY comes back from ANOTHER tour, he announced the whole one direction crew is staying in Ireland with them the whole summer. Wait WHAT? Brace yourself for impact; this is going to one crazy train wreck.

His name was Alex, Alex Fisher. He was a senior at Calypso High School and I was a junior, but we had been best friends since I was in second grade. Ever since my freshman year, we had chosen gym on purpose so we would always have at least one class together. On my first day, he pulled me behind the bleachers- a spot that he had found, and was warning me about things not to do in the class. He started to talk to me there every day, and after a while it became a habit. We would walk into the gym, meet up behind the dusty, old bleachers, and just talk about everything. We also got to hide from the gym teacher, Coach Neill. Everyone called him a pervert because there was an old rumor saying that he made a gym class play shirts and skins soccer one day, and that he tried to put the girls on the skins team. Even if that wasn't true, talking to Alex slowly became the highlight of every day for me. Every once in a while, I would catch myself thinking about him, but I quickly shoved the thoughts away. He was my best friend, and I didn't want to ruin that with a petty crush. But even when I tried to push the thought of him away, Alex would somehow always reappear in my thoughts. His narrow face and square jaw, his piercing green eyes that always seemed to transform in the light, his curly locks of brown hair that were always disheveled, and his lips that pouted when he wanted something. Alex Fisher was not just my best friend, I began to realize. He meant something more to me, but I decided that he couldn't know. I never did realize that that decision wasn't my choice to make.

"Well, silly girl, keep your eyes up! Didn't you hear Paris was the city of love?" Andromeda Clements is a doormat. Not technically speaking, that is, but in every sense of the word metaphorically. She's not very outspoken, she doesn't talk much, and when she does it seems that nine out of ten times she's apologizing for something that probably isn't her fault. But that's just how she was raised, Andromeda can't help her past any more than she already has-- Emancipation, a move to Paris, a new apartment, a new job, and a new school. All Andromeda can do to let go of her past is hope that Paris gives her the fresh start she's looking for. Whether that fresh start begins with the mysterious choker she receives as a gift from the old man she helped after work one day, she has no clue-- but what she does know is Lapin De'Lune is the person she can never be-- cute, outgoing, and not afraid to speak up. How was she ever going to be able to fill superhero shoes when she can barely hold ground in her own? And why are people only suddenly interested in speaking to Andromeda after Adrien Agreste acknowledges her existence? Is this really what Paris was like? The only thing close to the 'City of Love' she experiences is the feeling she gets around Chat Noir, the sun to her moon. How could she ever be happy falling for a guy who's true identity would never be known to her? And would he ever love her if he knew who she truly was? Who was most important, who she was before Andromeda? The person she is now? Or the person Lapin De'Lune allowed her to become?