Emilia's POV "Emilia, you better be dressed in thirty minutes when we leave" That's my mother yelling at me to get ready for tonight, see it's sort of a big night for my father and his best friend Dan, they started there own law firm together and now they're one of the best law firms in town right now and now they rented a fancy restaurant for tonight and their employees to celebrate. I took a shower after I hit the gym this morning, and after that I spent all day doing my honor's project so I didn't need another shower. I went to my closet and found the dress my mother bought me for this occasion, I always hated going to these events for my parents I'm …show more content…
See I hate crowded places and I also hate when I am supposed to mingle with people I barely know. I decided since my father and Daniel are paying the bill for everyone dinner that I would order my food early. While I was looking at the menu I heard someone sit in the chair at the table and looked up to see who it was. " Sawyer, I am so happy you finally join the party more than thirty minutes late." He just gave me his smirk that he gives to all the girls at school, "Sorry Mila I was over at Dana's house and I didn't want to disappoint her." I just went back to looking over the menu and decided I would just get steak and a bake potato, I handed the menu over to Sawyer since we only have one at the table. " Mila, I don't get why you hate these events so much and they make you all irritated." Since he put it like that I'm not mad at him or the event, it's more like he get's to come to these events late or doesn't even have to sometimes. " Ok, I'll make a deal with you Mila, after dinner, I will convince your parents to let me take you out to the ice cream parlor that you like and that will make you" That did make me happy " Ok, sawyer right after dinner you promise and you have even pinky promise it to me" I stuck my pinky out " Mila, were not four anymore, we can just shake on it." I smiled " Then if that's
Lily is thinking “how much older fourteen had made [her]. In the space of a few hours [she’d] become forty years old.” She makes this connection after she realizes that maybe her mother's death could have not been her fault and that it could have been T. Ray’s and he was punishing her for it. This caused Lily to pack “...5 pairs of shorts, tops, ... shampoo, toothpaste...” $38 and a map (41-42). By doing this, it made her feel like she had aged, feeling like a 40 year old.
“Take me to the next town. I don’t care where it is. Just take me there.” The girl whispered, shivering and sopping wet from the rain.
Far back, in the midst of a time when the world was very young, there lived a princess named Lucille and a bunny named Fluffy. Lucille was a beautiful girl with chocolate brown hair, and eyes as blue as the sweet summer sky. Fluffy was as white as snowflakes and as soft as clouds. He offered plenty of razzmatazz but little manners. They lived together in a tall castle, covered in green vines and grey cobblestone, hidden in the dense forest filled with animals and nature.
Stargirl was not like everyone else in Mica High. She was a unique individual with no restrictions to her own identity. But when Leo stressed the fact that she was so different, she undertook the task to change herself, for Leo’s sake. Even though Leo was euphoric with the new Susan Caraway, her shunning was not ebbed. The change did nothing for stargirl but cripple her jovial personality. Stargirl shouldn’t have changed herself for someone else’s motive, but should’ve kept herself the way she was, as your own happiness should be put before others, and there’s always someone that stays by your side no matter the notions made of you.
Since a child, Stargirl had always seemed a bit… off. Her parents seemed to adore her weirdness, they even seemed to encourage it at times. To demonstrate, her parents called her Pocketmouse. They used it to so much that even she started referring to herself as Pocketmouse instead of Susan. But did her parents ever do anything about it? Of course not. She kept the nickname, until she changed it to Mudpie. Then Hullygully. And then Stargirl. But at the time, I knew her as Mudpie.
Catherine, Catherine is who I am. I am a young American-Italian girl, that loves making people happy. Yet I get hurt easily, and can’t make decisions on my own. I lived with ma aunt (Beatrice) and ma uncle (Eddie). Sadly, Eddie died because he snitched to the immigration bureau on ma husband Rodolpho, but you will find out later exactly how he died. For now, all ya need to know it dat it wasn’t a smooth year.
Sophia Garcia was a 14-year-old freshman who cared about her family, the latest season of Friends, and the Patriots. Being in a household with six athletic brothers, from a young age Sophia had the experience of playing numerous sports, her favorite being football. Unfortunately, her high school only offered football for boys, and in return, offered cheerleading for girls. However, Sophia craved to play for her high school football team. Upon telling her friends, they immediately rejected the idea of even her trying out, yet alone, being part of the football team as they joked that females can’t play aggressive sports.
Hola, Reyna and Alejandro are always happy to hear how you and your family are doing. Alejandro said that Nevlyn doesn't look like the little blond boy that would ride his bike up and down the street. We are all really sorry to hear about your friend Ellen. I hope those little boys find some "mom love" in you, like we did when we needed some extra cuddles. I'm happy to hear that you still use your Spanish a lot in and out of work. Nevertheless, I'm sure your Spanish has evolved into a Puerto Rican/Cuban accent.
“Straining his eyes, he saw the lean figure of General Zaroff. Then... everything went dark. Maggie woke up in her bed. “Finally woke up from that nightmare. Man… I miss my brother. Who was that person that my brother wanted to kill?” she looks at the clock and its 9:15am “Crap I’m late for work!” Maggie got in her car and drove to the hospital for work.
A New Beginning The dreadful crimes, the gray sky. The powerless people and the fearful creatures. All this misery and tragedy ended when someone from far, far away came into our midst. A superhero who called herself Aqua. We had people frightened from far and wide praying and calling for someone who could protect them and their families.
I am Helena of Athens and looking back at my actions that night in the woods, I can say I was a complete fool. I’m was a fool for betraying my best friend, for chasing after Lysander, and I’m was a fool for wearing such uncomfortable shoes for running in the woods. I still have blisters on my feet from that day. My utter disregard of my friendship with Hermia and her happiness was disgusting. I know nothing can really explain why I would do such a thing
My left foot was on the ground and my right foot was on the side of a stranger’s car, while I waited for Draven to open his car.
There I am lying, I am awoken by a bright shimmering, yet quite bothering light, I slide to my right to find my angelic husband Demetrious, he was breathing softly and faintly, I wrap my arm around him onto his buff body, and his eyes stare at me gracefully, I come to acceptance and find myself thinking how this happened, from hopeless back then, to happiest I could be, and all because of one man, he made me feel gloomy like when we first met, his eyes would affectionately stare deep into your eyes. His bright personality brightened up my day, that one special day, the most beautiful day of day, it was a sunny, warm yet quite balanced day, everything was going normally, then carelessly out the corner he came, Demetrious, and one problem was that he liked my hearty, hysterical good friend Hermia. Hermia had a generous and gentle personality, she had beautiful eyes and I was very fondly jealous of her, she got all the cute, boys that I always admired, yet one day things unexpectedly turned the other way around.
Right now, a buzz is going through the hall in which all the seniors are waiting and they look like bees swarming in the hall. It’s becoming hot and we’re all getting impatient. Amber is more composed and enjoying the good times in the present. She is standing there happy but sad to be dispersing from the rest of her classmates. Ann, the smartest one is having a little fun but not really. Her feelings are that of a person who realizes she’s going to miss what she had, but wanting to get the ceremony over with because it’s taking too long. Standing in that room we are together and enjoying one last real time capturing a picture with each other. Amber’s mom is so proud of her daughter that she keeps talking and smiling and trying to part of every MOMent. Amber is thinking to herself that she wishes her mom weren’t there but she’s ‘happy inside because someone is cooing over’ her. As Ann is standing beside Amber she keeps getting these expressions that say, she likes being with her friends but, ‘what is taking so long? Can’t we get out of these dang robes, yet?’
It’s about 7:45 P.M. April 15, 2015. Jasmine is calling my name asking if I’m ready to go. As I’m trying to put all the loose ends together, I think I’m ready. My hair is done in a curly up do with a thin white braided hair band, makeup rushed but it will do, and I’m wearing a knee length white dress. Just a simple white dress, form fitting, made from a linen type of material. My stomach is turning and twisting. As my mind is racing we make way to the park. Jasmine seems to be more eager than I am. As we arrive to the park my legs are a trembling mess. I feel like my mind is in a state of chaos. As I feel my chest pumping harder and harder, it feels tighter and tighter. This day will mark a very important day for the rest of my life. Today is the day I marry my husband. On this day my family becomes one.