Chapter One
"Sunglasses?" asked Simone Rivers.
"Check," beamed Sidney Stone.
"Amazingly cute outfits?" asked Simone.
"Check," answered Lauren Knight. "Everything is here Simone, so stop asking. This is the time we have checked everything."
"And just like the other times everything is here," berkata Faye Martinez.
The best friends were packing for the family vacation. Everyone had planned on going to Paris for the summer. They thought it would help escape from the chaos that Sammy Mitchell atau Sammy the Booker had started. Although, no one wanted to admit that was the reason why they were leaving. The last thing they heard was that Sammy was free and the guards were dead. The police almost thought they were lying about Sammy but then they saw the bodies.
Mr. Rivers came out of the River's home. Brooke was following close behind with her eyes glued to her new iPhone 4. She had recently got it last bulan on her birthday. Brooke had begged for the iPhone for lebih then 2 months now. Since al of her friends got it, she just had to get it atau else she will just, like, die! "I hope everyone is ready!" Mr. Rivers berkata as he loaded on the last bit of luggage.
Everyone piled in the car and began their long journey. Faye, Lauren and Sidney's parents would be waiting for them at the airport. The girls couldn't contain their squeals.
They all have changed over the last couple if months. Faye Martinez wasn't just the girl who loved sports anymore. With her now long brown hair she showed everyone that she actually had beauty. The guys always saw her as one of the guys but ever since that fatal winter break, it changed her perspective. Instead of being the girly tomboy, she was now the girl girl. No lebih sweats and tenis shoes for her. She now wore sandals atau heels and skirts. Did this have anything I do with Pastor Carter?
Simone had finally cut her long, golden locks. She now has her hair medium length and bangs. No lebih long curls. She had to straighten her hair every now and then but she felt even lebih splendid then usual. She loved to tampil off her new hairdo.
With everything going on with her father and mother, Sidney was lebih then glad to get a new hair cut. She wanted something fresh. The old hairstyle was a thing of the past now just like Sammy. She basically cut all of her beautiful black hair off. She changed that medium length black hair into a cute pixie cut. Even though Lauren made jokes about her looking like a boy, Sidney was lebih then glad to have the old hairstyle gone.
And lastly, Lauren Knight decided to do something with her hair also. Even though their wasn't much to change about it she still wanted to do something with it. She had short hair but she decided curls were best for her. After her hair grew a bit lebih longer, she curled it up. She is still a tomboy at jantung but now with curly hair. It wasn't much but still, Lauren wanted a new look for when they arrived in Paris.
anda can probably imagine how the girls looked once they walked into that airport and how they felt when the boarded the plane. It was the end of their lives in America, for now, and the beginning of their lives in Paris. They would be meeting French guys, eating french cuisines, and there was no Sammy in sight. This was the start of a beautiful vacation.
"I can't wait to check out the hotel," berkata Lauren as she stared out the window. Someone was right selanjutnya to her.
"I can't wait to check out the hot Spanish guys," Simone murmured.
"You do know that Paris is located no where in a Spanish region," berkata Faye who was seated right in front of them. "Paris is in the European area."
"Whateves!" shot back Simone.
"Hello ladies," berkata a cute American boy with dirty blonde hair and green eyes. "This is my seat." He pointed towards the empty chair selanjutnya to Simone. anda could almost hear the sharp gasp Simone had when the American Adonis sat down beside her.
Sidney who was seated selanjutnya to Faye whistled.
"I'm Caleb," he introduced. Once he realized the girls were too stun to speak, he popped in his earbuds and listened to some indie rock bands. This was certainly going to be one amazing trip.
"Sunglasses?" asked Simone Rivers.
"Check," beamed Sidney Stone.
"Amazingly cute outfits?" asked Simone.
"Check," answered Lauren Knight. "Everything is here Simone, so stop asking. This is the time we have checked everything."
"And just like the other times everything is here," berkata Faye Martinez.
The best friends were packing for the family vacation. Everyone had planned on going to Paris for the summer. They thought it would help escape from the chaos that Sammy Mitchell atau Sammy the Booker had started. Although, no one wanted to admit that was the reason why they were leaving. The last thing they heard was that Sammy was free and the guards were dead. The police almost thought they were lying about Sammy but then they saw the bodies.
Mr. Rivers came out of the River's home. Brooke was following close behind with her eyes glued to her new iPhone 4. She had recently got it last bulan on her birthday. Brooke had begged for the iPhone for lebih then 2 months now. Since al of her friends got it, she just had to get it atau else she will just, like, die! "I hope everyone is ready!" Mr. Rivers berkata as he loaded on the last bit of luggage.
Everyone piled in the car and began their long journey. Faye, Lauren and Sidney's parents would be waiting for them at the airport. The girls couldn't contain their squeals.
They all have changed over the last couple if months. Faye Martinez wasn't just the girl who loved sports anymore. With her now long brown hair she showed everyone that she actually had beauty. The guys always saw her as one of the guys but ever since that fatal winter break, it changed her perspective. Instead of being the girly tomboy, she was now the girl girl. No lebih sweats and tenis shoes for her. She now wore sandals atau heels and skirts. Did this have anything I do with Pastor Carter?
Simone had finally cut her long, golden locks. She now has her hair medium length and bangs. No lebih long curls. She had to straighten her hair every now and then but she felt even lebih splendid then usual. She loved to tampil off her new hairdo.
With everything going on with her father and mother, Sidney was lebih then glad to get a new hair cut. She wanted something fresh. The old hairstyle was a thing of the past now just like Sammy. She basically cut all of her beautiful black hair off. She changed that medium length black hair into a cute pixie cut. Even though Lauren made jokes about her looking like a boy, Sidney was lebih then glad to have the old hairstyle gone.
And lastly, Lauren Knight decided to do something with her hair also. Even though their wasn't much to change about it she still wanted to do something with it. She had short hair but she decided curls were best for her. After her hair grew a bit lebih longer, she curled it up. She is still a tomboy at jantung but now with curly hair. It wasn't much but still, Lauren wanted a new look for when they arrived in Paris.
anda can probably imagine how the girls looked once they walked into that airport and how they felt when the boarded the plane. It was the end of their lives in America, for now, and the beginning of their lives in Paris. They would be meeting French guys, eating french cuisines, and there was no Sammy in sight. This was the start of a beautiful vacation.
"I can't wait to check out the hotel," berkata Lauren as she stared out the window. Someone was right selanjutnya to her.
"I can't wait to check out the hot Spanish guys," Simone murmured.
"You do know that Paris is located no where in a Spanish region," berkata Faye who was seated right in front of them. "Paris is in the European area."
"Whateves!" shot back Simone.
"Hello ladies," berkata a cute American boy with dirty blonde hair and green eyes. "This is my seat." He pointed towards the empty chair selanjutnya to Simone. anda could almost hear the sharp gasp Simone had when the American Adonis sat down beside her.
Sidney who was seated selanjutnya to Faye whistled.
"I'm Caleb," he introduced. Once he realized the girls were too stun to speak, he popped in his earbuds and listened to some indie rock bands. This was certainly going to be one amazing trip.
The clap of thunder, anda remember that?
The shriek of fear
The crumbling takhta in which anda sat
Despite all, there's still lebih to anda than can pray tell
So I stayed silent as anda fell
Tell me something, was it worth it?
Now all anda can do is beruang it
As your teeth anda do grit
It was a burst of exertion on your part
I hope anda are capable of repairing your heart
I am afraid Hell has no lebih room for you
I remember it all from start to finish
Here is a clue
Wish for fear and hate on others
And the results
Scoff and misery will be your end
You’re ending insults
In the end I will wish anda only the best
And dear God may your soul find happiness in rest
The shriek of fear
The crumbling takhta in which anda sat
Despite all, there's still lebih to anda than can pray tell
So I stayed silent as anda fell
Tell me something, was it worth it?
Now all anda can do is beruang it
As your teeth anda do grit
It was a burst of exertion on your part
I hope anda are capable of repairing your heart
I am afraid Hell has no lebih room for you
I remember it all from start to finish
Here is a clue
Wish for fear and hate on others
And the results
Scoff and misery will be your end
You’re ending insults
In the end I will wish anda only the best
And dear God may your soul find happiness in rest
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Soar through the skies
tampil your power
Like never before.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Roam the world
tampil everyone that anda are
Adventurous, free.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Break free of your shackles
And fly free,
Before they come back
To lock anda back in prison.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
tampil the country
Your determination,
Your courage.
Not only that,
But you, mighty eagle,
Have the power
To motivate the whole world
To inspire them,
To tampil them that no one,
No one,
Can keep anyone
Under chains.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
tampil everyone
That slavery is no longer
An option.
Fly free, my beautiful eagle.
Mighty eagle
Soar through the skies
tampil your power
Like never before.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Roam the world
tampil everyone that anda are
Adventurous, free.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
Break free of your shackles
And fly free,
Before they come back
To lock anda back in prison.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
tampil the country
Your determination,
Your courage.
Not only that,
But you, mighty eagle,
Have the power
To motivate the whole world
To inspire them,
To tampil them that no one,
No one,
Can keep anyone
Under chains.
Fly, fly, fly
Mighty eagle
tampil everyone
That slavery is no longer
An option.
Fly free, my beautiful eagle.
Dousing anda with water
Oh, how graceful
Leaping out of the water
Playing underwater
Having a good time
In the great big ocean
Now I see one, two
So many playing together
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Oh, how graceful
Leaping out of the water
Playing underwater
Having a good time
In the great big ocean
Now I see one, two
So many playing together
This is the first in the World of Poems series. Tell me what anda think in comments!
This is kitty190123, with another original article! Check out my profile! I'll fan anda if anda fan me!
Be sure to gabung the Young Authors club! A club for all young (that means 18 and under) authors!
I am just menulis this to get my artikel diposting because it says it is too short!
The world is hostile,
Antigeohumane.
Why do people want me
To be someone I am not?
Sometimes I feel as if
Things are going slow,
The way that no one understands
Me, at all.
Why do people want me to be
Someone I really am not?
Why can't I just be myself,
tampil them who I really am?
I really know I'm someone else,
Someone who could do far more.
But I'm stuck with the painful thought
Of being who I am not.
Why do I have to lie to myself?
Being someone else,
And not yourself,
Is basically lying to yourself,
After all.
All that parents tell you,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Now comes to waste,
When they want anda to be someone
anda really aren't.
That's what I call lying now.
Oh, what a hostile world.
Any way to prevent it from being so hostile?
No, I'm afraid not.
All anda have to do
Is stick with it.
Live the life that anda imagined.
Antigeohumane.
Why do people want me
To be someone I am not?
Sometimes I feel as if
Things are going slow,
The way that no one understands
Me, at all.
Why do people want me to be
Someone I really am not?
Why can't I just be myself,
tampil them who I really am?
I really know I'm someone else,
Someone who could do far more.
But I'm stuck with the painful thought
Of being who I am not.
Why do I have to lie to myself?
Being someone else,
And not yourself,
Is basically lying to yourself,
After all.
All that parents tell you,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Don't lie,
Now comes to waste,
When they want anda to be someone
anda really aren't.
That's what I call lying now.
Oh, what a hostile world.
Any way to prevent it from being so hostile?
No, I'm afraid not.
All anda have to do
Is stick with it.
Live the life that anda imagined.
There was a bond created,
As I felt the deep warmth
Of my friend's face against mine
Her jantung pounding against my shoulder.
The feeling of the two of us,
Together at last,
Undivided,
Felt so good,
I never wanted to let go.
I wanted to hold on to him
Forever.
He was an amazing person
Who always teased me,
Cheered me up all the time,
And, of course,
Always took my side.
He was an unique person,
As he was never the one to be bragging,
But always the one who teased me.
Now,
No one else ever did this.
This was truly the work of
Someone special.
I will never let go of him.
I will never run away from him.
He is mine.
And will always be.
Both of us,
United.
As I felt the deep warmth
Of my friend's face against mine
Her jantung pounding against my shoulder.
The feeling of the two of us,
Together at last,
Undivided,
Felt so good,
I never wanted to let go.
I wanted to hold on to him
Forever.
He was an amazing person
Who always teased me,
Cheered me up all the time,
And, of course,
Always took my side.
He was an unique person,
As he was never the one to be bragging,
But always the one who teased me.
Now,
No one else ever did this.
This was truly the work of
Someone special.
I will never let go of him.
I will never run away from him.
He is mine.
And will always be.
Both of us,
United.
Get your hands up in the air
Like anda just don't care
We're rockin tonight
So I'm not givin anything else a think
Tonight
Cause we're rockin the floor
Bust out your dance moves man
The DJ's got the musik
Up
All the way up
So everybody say yeah
YEAH!
C'mon get it louder
YEAHHHHHH!!!
Can't hear ya!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
C'mon we gonna get the crowd
Wild tonight
Right here at the dance floor
Yo
So bring your hands up
In the air
Cause this is the only thing
We're carin about tonight bro
Get the crowd wild
Get your feet up
And
Break it down man.
Cause the DJ berkata so.
Like anda just don't care
We're rockin tonight
So I'm not givin anything else a think
Tonight
Cause we're rockin the floor
Bust out your dance moves man
The DJ's got the musik
Up
All the way up
So everybody say yeah
YEAH!
C'mon get it louder
YEAHHHHHH!!!
Can't hear ya!
YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
C'mon we gonna get the crowd
Wild tonight
Right here at the dance floor
Yo
So bring your hands up
In the air
Cause this is the only thing
We're carin about tonight bro
Get the crowd wild
Get your feet up
And
Break it down man.
Cause the DJ berkata so.
There is strength in my heart.
I have looked for it
For decades now.
Yet I have not found it before.
Now I have.
It will get me over every obstacle,
Every region,
Every country.
It makes me proud
To see this.
To see my strength
Laying there,
Waiting for me.
And me only.
This type of strength
Is called courage.
Perseverance.
Perseverance is the best type
Of strength possible.
And I have it.
Yes, me.
Never before,
Will anda see me cower within the shadows
Again, like before.
I have changed.
And I am sure anda will see that.
I have strength in my heart.
I have looked for it
For decades now.
Yet I have not found it before.
Now I have.
It will get me over every obstacle,
Every region,
Every country.
It makes me proud
To see this.
To see my strength
Laying there,
Waiting for me.
And me only.
This type of strength
Is called courage.
Perseverance.
Perseverance is the best type
Of strength possible.
And I have it.
Yes, me.
Never before,
Will anda see me cower within the shadows
Again, like before.
I have changed.
And I am sure anda will see that.
I have strength in my heart.