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Thursday, August 25, 2011

Chapter 1: The Necklace

Sorry, was kinda messin' with the tool bar and it got highlighted in white. Sorry. 


Rue

     “Stop it!” the girl said, yanking her hand out of my grasp. “What do you want?”
     “Huh?” I said, still dazed, just now, I was imagining that this girl was a person in need of help. “I thought you were a poor hobo, staggering through the desert, so I came to help you!” I grinned, but the girl stared in disbelief.
     “Y-you thought of me as, a hobo?” the girl said, tears coming to her eyes.
     “No, well, yes; but I didn’t mean it like that!” I cried, reaching out my hand to calm her. She slapped my hand away and sank to the ground, crying.
     “Stop it Rue, you’ve all ready done enough damage.” The ever popular 
girl, Michiko rushed past me, shoving me aside to kneel beside the other girl, lending her a calming hand and comforting words. Other girls came and gathered to help her, all the while shouting insults at me.
     “How could you?”
     “Keep your thoughts straight, will ya?”
     “What were you thinking?”
     “Yeah, what’s wrong with you? Some people are sensitive. Be considerate.”
I turned away, wiping my face. “They’re the ones that are inconsiderate.” I sniffed, trying to convincing myself. But I knew deep inside, that, as an 8th grader, I shouldn’t be running away with my thoughts, and then blurting them out. 14 years old! And still dreaming. I sighed, walking to class. 
     “Today in class you will be learning about…” Mr. Domigura droned on and on as I drifted away to my land of fantasies.
     Dragons and princesses, fairies and angels, heroes and heroines. I sighed dreamily. “I want to be a heroine…” I drawled quietly, closing my eyes. “I wanted to help that hobo…”
     “Sure you did, inconsiderate girl. You have no heart. All you think about is yourself and your fantasies.” Michiko was leaning forward from her desk, whispering in my ear. “Lay it down. Lay down the fantasies. Only then will you be understood.”
     “NOOOOOOO!!!” I screeched, jumping up. Michiko and everyone flinched away.
     “I will NOT GIVE UP ON MY DREAMS AND FANTASIES!” I stated, glaring at Michiko. Michiko said nothing, just staring ahead of me, past me. She was completely ignoring me. This did not ease me, but it made me angrier. But before I could come up with a good comeback, Mr. Domigura had dragged me out into the hallway. He pushed me out and stuck his head into the classroom.
     "Behave yourselves, I'll be right back!" And with that, he slammed the door to face me. "Now, Ms. Crowhearth, do you maybe have something to say for yourself?" his hands on his hips, staring at me.
     "Ummmm..." I said, looking into his eyes. What to say? I stated the truth. "Michiko was teasing me about some...uh...beliefs I have," I stated, keeping a calm and truthful face. 
     "Beliefs, you say. And just what are these beliefs?"
     I looked from he ceiling to the floor, back and forth while forming my answer. "Well, ummm...it's kinda hard to say..." Mr. Domigura was staring my me hard, his forehead creased, his lips pursed. I backtracked quickly. "Well, I believe in fantasies." I let out, breathing deeply. "Please don't laugh!" I added.
     But instead of laughing, he did the complete opposite. He frowned. "Ms. Crowhearth, I suggest you do not meddle with the fantasies. Bad things could happen. For now, I don't want you to dig in your backyard."
     "Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah!" I said, shaking my head. "You know that I dig in my backyard? How?"
     Mr. Domigura shook my shoulders, shouting. "That is besides the point! I have meddled with fantasies, and return lost something very dear to me: my wife. Stop believing!"
     I shook my head, "I'm sorry Mr. D, but I'd rather believe in fantasies than live as a normal girl."
     Mr. Domigura sighed. "Don't say I didn't warn you..."
     I nodded, and went back to class.

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     I hurried home and to change out of my school uniform and into my digging clothes. I flew into the backyard and began furiously pawing through the dirt. I dug everywhere. What was Mr. Domigura trying to keep from me? The backyard was already full of holes, and I dug 11 more before I struck something. A box.
     It was a small box, nothing big, just 2" wide. I pried it open, and there sat a necklace. There was a large opal in the center with diamonds framing the side. I rushed inside and shoved it under warm water. I ran to the bathroom and put it around my neck. It was pretty.   
     "It would be cool if it was magical, Eh?" I whispered dreamily into the mirror. The gem in the necklace gleamed once and sparkled as if responding. I gasped. "Well," I said to the gem. "Let's try you out!"
     I rushed to my room and stood in front of my bedroom drawer. "I wish..." I thought hard. "Oh! I wish I had apple pie!" An apple pie appeared in my waiting hands. "Oh!" I squealed. "It works! It actually works!" I ran around the room, stuffing pie into my mouth. I could have my heart's desire. Anything! I could have anything! I sat down on my bed and lay down. This was a lot to take in. Tomorrow, I would go to fantasy land. I promised myself. And with that, I fell asleep as the most happiest girl in the entire universe.

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                                   (^o^)   Happy Reading!
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3 comments:

  1. The bunnies are cute! ^_^ Oh and awesome job! I am excited to learn about the plot of this story! KEEP TYPING!

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  2. lol. okay! I will try my best!!!
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    bunny!!!

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  3. More! More! More!

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