Okay so I really hope wewe like it!!! Thanks to shivers-zimmy, theinvisble_ and Sk8bordNewMoon for all your help and support! I hope wewe guys like it!
Summer… siku 1, one big happy party?
“Be sure to be here on time before dinner. I won’t have wewe looking like… Well, that.” My mother pointed to my clothes.
“Sure whatever wewe say.” I alisema with just a hint of sarcasm that was just enough for her to notice.
“You listen here young lady wewe are dam straight that it’s whatever I say and I will not have wewe making a spectacle of this family.” She was definitely sent over the edge on this one.
I haven’t heard my mother curse since…
“Do I need repeat myself?” She narrowed her eyes toward me.
“No.” And I walked out the door.
I began running on the cream colored sand. It was a nice siku out. Blue skies all around accept for one way off in the distance. I tried to keep my eyes straight ahead, but they seemed to have minds of their own. I would either look at the ocean au the sand. Mainly it was the sand.
My iPod began to play Coldplay’s lost. I liked the song and the name didn’t really fit.
“Just because I’m losing
Doesn’t mean I’m Lost
Doesn’t mean I’ll stop
Doesn’t mean I’ll cross
Just because I’m hurting
Doesn’t mean I’m hurt
Doesn’t mean I didn’t get what I deserved
No better au no worse “
Then the chorus and the AMAZING guitar, gitaa solo. The song is truly brilliant and relatable. (So tell me… WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD THEY NAME IT THAT??? )
As I got Lost in the muziki I barley heard someone yell.
“LOOK OUT!!!” and out of nowhere I was knock down to the ground.
Okay so this is not how I would like my days to start off as…
1.I get my mother angry AGAIN!
2.I completely ignore ALL of my surroundings making myself look like an idiot.
3.Getting knocked of my feet kwa a flying foot ball. Did I mention I look like an idiot?!
“Hey are wewe all right?”
I looked up, but all I could see was the sun blinding me.
“You know normally when wewe have to ask if someone if they’re alright au not. They’re usually not, but in this case consider yourself lucky.” I answer back a little bit annoyed. He laughed a little, but contained it.
My head was killing me, but I would never admit it if someone were to ask me.
I always had bad luck with any sport that had anything to do with a ball. Now it was confirmed that it was indeed true. Balls were definitely out to get me.
The man grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet with such ease.
Wow, was all I could think when I looked into his eyes. They were mysterious and almost black looking eyes. He had tanned skin. Black hair that reached his ears and that had been sun bleached to the point of so many natural looking highlights. His teeth were perfectly straight and pure white. He was definitely muscular. A six pack of course and brad shoulders. He was tall probably around 6’6.
Okay so maybe getting hit in the head wasn’t so bad, but still Amelia knew better this guy was definitely not her type and even if he was would she go out with him.
“I’m Greg.” He held out his hand.
“Amelia.” She shook his hand. “Some people like to call me Mel au Lily.” She left out the part the she hadn’t been called those names for months.
“I’m sorry about that… Umm…My friend and I can get kind of out of control sometimes.” He nervously ran his fingers through perfect hair. “Um…Is there any way that I can make it up to you?”
He didn’t seem to take notice that he had better hair than Amelia. All she had done to her hair this morning was throw it up into a messy bun. au the fact that he was nicely dressed and she wasn’t. All she was wearing were sneakers full of sand, a tank juu and a pair of white shorts. If he had there is no way he would be trying to make a songesha on her. In that case there must be something wrong with him.
“Would wewe like to go to a party that I’m going to tonight?” He was so nervous and shy.
Ok what was she suppose to say? No? It would crush the guy and she would ruin her chances at him. As much as she hated to admit to herself she was no doubt attracted to him.
“Sure. What time?” She had surprised herself kwa those words.
Maybe it was because she wanted to avoid her mother’s silly attempts to set her up like she was some great match maker. Just because she moved on a week after her father’s death to some jerk sob didn’t mean she had the right to mess up her life even though it was already messed up enough.
au maybe it was because the guy seemed sweet and she liked him, but for whatever the reason she had alisema the words regardless.
“Around 5:00 would that work?” He seemed to be gaining confidence. She liked that.
“Yeah... Um… 5 would be great... I live just down to beach. It’s the only white house wewe can’t miss it.” She really did mean wewe can’t miss the house.
Her mother’s boyfriend helped pay for the mansion. Not mention they lived together like some big happy family. They weren’t even married yet and they acted as though her father never existed like she and her brother and sister were just inconveniences.
“Great. See wewe tonight then?”
“See wewe tonight”
“Oh! Are wewe a vegetarian?” He asked shyly.
“No. Why?” He seemed relieved.
“I was just wondering. I was planning on taking wewe to dinner?”
“Oh. That sounds great!”
“Good.” He smiled a glorious smile. “See wewe later.”
“Later”
She turned and began walking back to her house. She got about ten feet and turn to see if he was looking. She blushed. He was starring straight at her. She quickly turned and picked up speed.
When she got back to her house the clock alisema 1:00. She striped down and jumped into the shower. When she was done she looked in the mirror she was shocked when she saw the faint mark on her forehead from the football.
“Crap.” She whispered underneath her breath.
A few hours later she was changed and ready for her date…
So I will try to post tomorrow, but I have a very busy week ahead! So it might be a couple of days:(... Well see though! I hope wewe liked it! Please keep telling me your thoughts and I will do my best to fix things up. I'd upendo to know your thoughts!
Soundtrack don't worry it's not set yet! So it's just temporary.
1.Coldplay-Lost
2.The Fray-Look After You
3.A Fine Frenzy-Blow Away
4.Imogen Heap-Headlock
5.The Airborne Toxic Event-Sometime Around Midnight
6.One Republic-All The Right Moves
7.Ashley Tisdale-Crank It Up
Do wewe guys have any other songs for me?
Summer… siku 1, one big happy party?
“Be sure to be here on time before dinner. I won’t have wewe looking like… Well, that.” My mother pointed to my clothes.
“Sure whatever wewe say.” I alisema with just a hint of sarcasm that was just enough for her to notice.
“You listen here young lady wewe are dam straight that it’s whatever I say and I will not have wewe making a spectacle of this family.” She was definitely sent over the edge on this one.
I haven’t heard my mother curse since…
“Do I need repeat myself?” She narrowed her eyes toward me.
“No.” And I walked out the door.
I began running on the cream colored sand. It was a nice siku out. Blue skies all around accept for one way off in the distance. I tried to keep my eyes straight ahead, but they seemed to have minds of their own. I would either look at the ocean au the sand. Mainly it was the sand.
My iPod began to play Coldplay’s lost. I liked the song and the name didn’t really fit.
“Just because I’m losing
Doesn’t mean I’m Lost
Doesn’t mean I’ll stop
Doesn’t mean I’ll cross
Just because I’m hurting
Doesn’t mean I’m hurt
Doesn’t mean I didn’t get what I deserved
No better au no worse “
Then the chorus and the AMAZING guitar, gitaa solo. The song is truly brilliant and relatable. (So tell me… WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD THEY NAME IT THAT??? )
As I got Lost in the muziki I barley heard someone yell.
“LOOK OUT!!!” and out of nowhere I was knock down to the ground.
Okay so this is not how I would like my days to start off as…
1.I get my mother angry AGAIN!
2.I completely ignore ALL of my surroundings making myself look like an idiot.
3.Getting knocked of my feet kwa a flying foot ball. Did I mention I look like an idiot?!
“Hey are wewe all right?”
I looked up, but all I could see was the sun blinding me.
“You know normally when wewe have to ask if someone if they’re alright au not. They’re usually not, but in this case consider yourself lucky.” I answer back a little bit annoyed. He laughed a little, but contained it.
My head was killing me, but I would never admit it if someone were to ask me.
I always had bad luck with any sport that had anything to do with a ball. Now it was confirmed that it was indeed true. Balls were definitely out to get me.
The man grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet with such ease.
Wow, was all I could think when I looked into his eyes. They were mysterious and almost black looking eyes. He had tanned skin. Black hair that reached his ears and that had been sun bleached to the point of so many natural looking highlights. His teeth were perfectly straight and pure white. He was definitely muscular. A six pack of course and brad shoulders. He was tall probably around 6’6.
Okay so maybe getting hit in the head wasn’t so bad, but still Amelia knew better this guy was definitely not her type and even if he was would she go out with him.
“I’m Greg.” He held out his hand.
“Amelia.” She shook his hand. “Some people like to call me Mel au Lily.” She left out the part the she hadn’t been called those names for months.
“I’m sorry about that… Umm…My friend and I can get kind of out of control sometimes.” He nervously ran his fingers through perfect hair. “Um…Is there any way that I can make it up to you?”
He didn’t seem to take notice that he had better hair than Amelia. All she had done to her hair this morning was throw it up into a messy bun. au the fact that he was nicely dressed and she wasn’t. All she was wearing were sneakers full of sand, a tank juu and a pair of white shorts. If he had there is no way he would be trying to make a songesha on her. In that case there must be something wrong with him.
“Would wewe like to go to a party that I’m going to tonight?” He was so nervous and shy.
Ok what was she suppose to say? No? It would crush the guy and she would ruin her chances at him. As much as she hated to admit to herself she was no doubt attracted to him.
“Sure. What time?” She had surprised herself kwa those words.
Maybe it was because she wanted to avoid her mother’s silly attempts to set her up like she was some great match maker. Just because she moved on a week after her father’s death to some jerk sob didn’t mean she had the right to mess up her life even though it was already messed up enough.
au maybe it was because the guy seemed sweet and she liked him, but for whatever the reason she had alisema the words regardless.
“Around 5:00 would that work?” He seemed to be gaining confidence. She liked that.
“Yeah... Um… 5 would be great... I live just down to beach. It’s the only white house wewe can’t miss it.” She really did mean wewe can’t miss the house.
Her mother’s boyfriend helped pay for the mansion. Not mention they lived together like some big happy family. They weren’t even married yet and they acted as though her father never existed like she and her brother and sister were just inconveniences.
“Great. See wewe tonight then?”
“See wewe tonight”
“Oh! Are wewe a vegetarian?” He asked shyly.
“No. Why?” He seemed relieved.
“I was just wondering. I was planning on taking wewe to dinner?”
“Oh. That sounds great!”
“Good.” He smiled a glorious smile. “See wewe later.”
“Later”
She turned and began walking back to her house. She got about ten feet and turn to see if he was looking. She blushed. He was starring straight at her. She quickly turned and picked up speed.
When she got back to her house the clock alisema 1:00. She striped down and jumped into the shower. When she was done she looked in the mirror she was shocked when she saw the faint mark on her forehead from the football.
“Crap.” She whispered underneath her breath.
A few hours later she was changed and ready for her date…
So I will try to post tomorrow, but I have a very busy week ahead! So it might be a couple of days:(... Well see though! I hope wewe liked it! Please keep telling me your thoughts and I will do my best to fix things up. I'd upendo to know your thoughts!
Soundtrack don't worry it's not set yet! So it's just temporary.
1.Coldplay-Lost
2.The Fray-Look After You
3.A Fine Frenzy-Blow Away
4.Imogen Heap-Headlock
5.The Airborne Toxic Event-Sometime Around Midnight
6.One Republic-All The Right Moves
7.Ashley Tisdale-Crank It Up
Do wewe guys have any other songs for me?
I upendo you. Those are the words wewe say to someone that wewe truly care for. To have someone who cares for wewe as well. To be with someone that loves wewe as much as wewe upendo her au him. The most difficult part of caring for someone is telling them how wewe feel. Sometimes we wish that it would be easy. But we shouln't be afraid to say it. wewe should speak up now because later it could be to late. I know, easier alisema than done. I've never had a girlfreind. I would like to though. Nobody wants to be lonley. we can't let fear of rejection stop us. If wewe truly care for somebody, it means wewe stand kwa them no matter what. Through sickness, health, and even death. That is true love.
Ok, guys! This is my long forgotten hobby: uandishi poems, it has been a while since I've wrote one, and just dakika zamani Leuron kinda "bugged me" into doing one. So I did and, for it not to be useless (like they all are), I'm posting it here. Enjoy (or not)! :)
My Love!
My upendo comes from a fantasy.
From a very distant land,
A land of peace and harmony,
Where everyone joins hands.
My upendo is awfully beautiful,
Green eyes, blonde hair,
I’ll never let go of her,
That, I honestly swear.
My upendo is the most beautiful,
The fairest her land has ever seen,
For there shall be no equal beauty,
Where she is au she has been.
Maybe my upendo doesn’t truly exist,
It’s just my imagination,
Doesn’t exist in real life,
But someday I’ll find her,
And take her as my wife.
Vitor Martins AKA Sephisis17
My Love!
My upendo comes from a fantasy.
From a very distant land,
A land of peace and harmony,
Where everyone joins hands.
My upendo is awfully beautiful,
Green eyes, blonde hair,
I’ll never let go of her,
That, I honestly swear.
My upendo is the most beautiful,
The fairest her land has ever seen,
For there shall be no equal beauty,
Where she is au she has been.
Maybe my upendo doesn’t truly exist,
It’s just my imagination,
Doesn’t exist in real life,
But someday I’ll find her,
And take her as my wife.
Vitor Martins AKA Sephisis17
However, I like the cute ones. The ones with a great personality whom other girls don't find sexy, (according to my consensus of school friends.) They find them cute but not sexy. I do find them sexy. I don't necessarily find rippling muscles sexy however if they have a cheeky grin and that naughty look in their eyes, wewe bet, I fancy them. At the moment, these are the guys that sort of, to some extent fit that description:
1. ray Quinn - OH MY GOD! Got it all!
2. Sebastian Vettel - cute, funny
3. Jean-Baptiste Maunier - Great actor, cute
4. Samuel Barnett - see above
5. Ben Ellis - Great Singer / actor, cute