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so i used to write stories...but im kind of losing my inspiration. anyone got ideas?

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In deeper waters....
Chapter 2 Part 1

Luke's POV

"Helloh, welcuhme to Mistah Zaborahkc's humroom." Mr. Zaborac said to each student as they walk into his classroom. "Helloh..." He said, looking down at a piece of paper. "...Sara. Yoor seet ist raight there next to the winder, third row dahwn." He said, gesturing towards her seat. He had a thick accent, I'm not sure from where, but he was almost impossible to understand. "Ahh, I have dat feeling dat yoo are de new keed." Mr. Zaborac said, with a toothy smile. "Yoor seet ist raight in frond of Sara." "It's Zara. Not Sara. Zara. Zzzzzzara. With a Z." She emphasized the Z. "Weel, in yoo goh." Mr. Zaborac said, and I took my seat next to Zara. The classroom was pretty full. A bunch of kids were talking. Not Zara. She was on her iPhone, texting someone someting. Finally, Mr. Zaborac closed the door and walked inside. "Ahlrighte. As yoo mey knoh, I em Mistah Zaborahkc. I weel bee yoor humroom teechah--" The door burst open. A tall kid with spiky blonde hair was panting heavily. "I'm here! I'm here!" He panted. "Ahh, I see yoo are LAHTE!" Mr. Zaborac yelled in his funky accent. "Vat ist yoor nameee?" He hummed. "Dan." the spiky blonde panted. Mr. Zaborac took out his paper. "Dahniel Aynjel?" He enunciated. "Not AYN-JEL. Its AHG-HELLL. It's mexican." Some snickers aroused from the class and Dan emphasized the "hell" part. "And I don't go by Dan. I go by Angel." He smirked and took the empty seat next to me. "This your first year with Zaborac?" He whispered to me as Mr. Zaborac coninued to talk about class expectations, such as "Doo nut ruhn, VE VILL VALKK!" "Yeah, I'm new around here." I whisphered back. "Well, as you know, I'm Ang-hell. You gotta name?" "Luke." I whispered back. Mr. Zaborac snapped his head to face us. "Ve dont wahnt anee trruble ohn de fierst dahy, nowh doo wee?" He sneered. "No sir." Me and Angel said at the same time. "Gooohhhdd." He said in the creepiest voice. "I'll talk to you in ELT." Angel whispered. I nodded back and listened to Mr. Zaborac's seminar. It was all the basics. No eating in homeroom, no yelling, be on time, and no pulling fire alarms. Nothing new. The first period bell rang. I was about to fish a book out of my backpack when Angel tapped my shoulder. "Come on, let's go to the library. There we can talk the entire time, Mr. Matheus doesn't care." "Who's Mr. Matheus?" I asked. "The library guy, he's short, gotta sick beard, spiky hair, he's a cool guy. Come on. Unless you wanna face the wrath of the Zaborac." He laughed. I stood up and we left for the Media Center. Angel was a cool guy. But I had one question - how did he know so much about Mr. Zaborac and Mr. Matheus?




 

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In deeper waters....
Chapter 1 Part 1

Luke's POV

"Are you really leaving me?" Jenna asked. Tears were beginning to form in her eyes. "It's not my choice, Jenna. I wish I didn't have to." Jenna WAS NOT my girlfriend. She was just my best friend. I was always better friends with girls than I was with guys. But she was the best thing I ever had. My best friend. I trusted her with everything. Now I was moving to Laguna, California. From Ohio to California. Stupid job. If my dad wasn't such a workaholic, this wouldn't have been a problem. "Luke, don't leave me. You're my best friend. Who am I going to talk to when Jack is giving me troubles?" She whispered teary eyed. I wrapped my arms around her and let her cry into my shoulder. "I wish I could stay. I want to so bad. I even begged my parents. I have to move. I'm so so sorry Jenna." I squeezed her tighter. "Luke! Come on! We're waiting for you!" My older sister, Caly, called from the moving van. "Be sure to text me every day. And go on skype every night." I told her. She reached up and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Just in case." Jenna grinned. I gave her one last hug, then turned and walked towards the van. The engine roared alive, then we were off. "Bye, cincinnati." I whispered under my breath, letting it fog up the window. 


 

OMG YAY PT 1 OF CHAPTER 1! :D Pt 2 will be up either today or tomorrow. Happy New Year!

In deeper waters....
Prolouge

Dear Diary,
I love him. He's my life and I can't get him out of my mind. He's my one true love. But Layla has him. I must draw her away from him. The new kid is coming to town. He's my new neighbor. I'm pretty darn sure Layla will find him cute. I must force them together. She must fall in love with him. I will get my Chris. But I must deal with Layla. Get her away from him. It shouldn't be hard. Shes so easy to manipulate. 

Signed...anonymouse

You like it??? Thats just the prolouge. I might post the 1st chapter up today, not sure though. Comment if you have questions, fav if you like it! Follow too! :D

Heads up on my new story

Theres a lot of technical stuff, so I'm going to explain it here

Anything in this font is a letter
Anything in this font is normal text
Anything in this font is a link to a picture or outfit



Okay, thats about it. 

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Kidnapped

Chapter 2
(Skye's Perspective)

I hopped off the bus and started my walk back home. My bus stop was kinda in the middle of the city, so I had a lot of places to stop and grab food, a pack of gum, or anything else handy. I walked into the mini mart right next to the police station. The shelves were stocked with basically anything you’d want. Gum, Candy, donuts, chips, ice cream freezers, soup cans, chicken and fries, Gatorades, water, and yes, Chinese food.
 
“Hello, how are you today, Skye?” The man behind the register asked. He had long, shaggy black hair that went behind his neck, and he had a 5 o’clock shadow. I turned to him. “Umm, fine?” I said. How does he know my name? Have I seen him before? Maybe he’s the dad of one of the swim team’s kids and he recognizes me from the meets. Maybe he’s my long lost uncle? I don’t know. I browsed through the isles, hoping to make a quick decision. I decided on a mini tub of Ben and Jerry’s Half-Baked ice cream and brought it up to the counter to pay.
 
“Ah, hello again Skye!” he grinned at me. “How do you know me.”  I spoke out defiantly. The man chuckled. “My brother, Francis, is your homeroom and English teacher. He was showing me his class list, and I recognize you from your picture. No worries, I’m no stalker” He said, throwing his head back laughing. “Are you one of the Rose-Commons?” I asked. “No, I just go by Commons. Francis just is all stuffy and proper. Me? Hell you can just call me Xavier – it’s my first name.” He stuck his hand out for me to shake. I hesitantly stuck my hand out and met his grip. We firmly shook hands and handed him my ice cream.
 
“That’s all?” Xavier asked. “Yup.” He calculated the price. “That’ll be 3.49.” he looked up grinning. I threw a 5 dollar bill at him. “You can keep the change.” I said. “Hey thanks!” I walked out the door. “Hey Skye!” Xavier called. I turned around. “Why don’t you stop by tomorrow, so we can have some time to get to know each other?”  He called out. “Yeah, sure”, I called back. I then stepped outside and got out of there as fast as I Possibly could. 

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