Why I Don't Like CheerleadersWhy I Dont Like Cheerleaders
I shuffled absentmindedly to the lunch line. It had been another long day even though the day wasnt over. I never really paid attention to my classes. Nothing was going on. Reviews that are useless, tests that I dont study for, note taking that requires no attention. The only non-monotonous part of my life was my slipping social life. As usual one of my friends was at the end of the line waiting to get into the cafeteria. It surprised them that every time we were in line we were near each other. It was not surprising to me. We all walk slowly, and our classes get out at the same time.
Hey! My peppy cheerleader friend yelled to me from a distance. She hadnt looked at me. She didnt know yet that I had joined another one of my friends. Well, I had emotionally joined her. We both were in the depressing stages of reading New Moon. We are quiet and don&
My World's Collide This is the first chapter of
My World's Collide. Which is Twilight/Maximum RIde related.
Disclaimer: I dont own Maximum Ride, Twilight, any characters, its plot, blah blah blah you know. You have already heard it so I wont waste ur time. However, I do own Aqua (who is supposed to be me.) and this plot.
Ok, get mad at the ball. Concentrate. I know you can do it. He said, desperately trying to teach me some tennis skills.
How am I supposed to be mad at a tennis ball? AI asked. Especially since I love tennis and the ball is pretty and pink, and it is a perfect summer day, and Im just in a good mood. I thought.
I dunno maybe because it just hit you in the head. My brother said as he threw the ball at me. Oh yeah. I can pretend it is a whitecoat, the Director, or the Uber-Director. I imagined, listing my least favorite people. Then I whacked the ball over the fence. Oops