Saturday, September 3, 2005

   Stuff The Club!!!!!!!!!!!
Totally stuff the club!

The new story is called Beyblade T-Revolt. It totally rocks so far! I really hope that you guys enjoy it.
Caption For Story: Now they must handle life’s imperfectness, now as adults, not teens.

Caption For Chapter 1: Two street thugs have a very happy day.


Chapter 1
She wandered the streets by day, she jumped rooftop to rooftop by night, she stole food to live, she tormented others for pleasure, she traveled alone, she never trusted anyone and she became someone who she never thought she would ever become. She was a woman living on the streets at only 19 nearly 20 years old. But one-day things changed.
“Sorry, we’re out of your usual,” the guy behind the boards asked. He was the only person stocking food in this area of the streets in Russia. The woman pulled out a slip of paper. It was no ordinary bit of paper. It was a money note. She placed it on the board and the man grabbed it. “I’ll see what I can do.” The woman waited and looked in the mirror. Even though it was cracked and very dirty, she could make out herself. She was wearing a navy blue, loose, hooded top, hiding all features of the woman from all of the boys living in the streets. She was also wearing old jeans, with a few rips and tears in them. Her hair was hidden under the hood and her blue eyes still twinkled in the sun’s light. Then she noticed who was coming towards her. The man came back and handed her her food. Quickly she grabbed it and walked away to her right.
“Hey look! It’s Sam!” Ben yelled to his ‘boys’. The woman heard this. Her name was obviously Sam, and she quickened her walk.
“Hey! She’s trying to get away!” Andrew said loud enough for her to hear as she turned into an alley, knowing it was a dead end. Another man walking by saw the group of 6 men (Ben, a short, black hair man with brown eyes wearing blue track pants and a denim jacket. Andrew, a tall, brown hair man with brown wearing old jeans and a leather jacket. Ritchie, a tall, blonde hair man with blue eyes, a strong Australian accent and was wearing jeans and a black hooded top with the words ‘You Can’t Stop Me’ written on it. Ethan, an average height man with brown hair with blonde streaks in it and green eyes wearing red track pants and a black hooded top with ‘F U’ written on it. Mark, a dark man with black hair, brown eyes, an American accent and was wearing a dark orange hooded top and red track pants, and Josh, a silver haired man with brown eyes, a Mexican accent and Mexican tan, wearing a dark grey hooded top and dark blue jeans) walking towards a woman. Usually he would ignore their behaviour, but he thought he knew the woman.
“But she’s dead. She killed herself ages ago. After all of those suicide attempts, she finally got there,” he murmured to himself. But then he thought that she could actually be alive. ‘Yes, that was definitely her kind of walk.’
“Leave me alone!” the woman yelled. ‘Definitely her voice, just matured a bit. And that kick was definitely her style,’ he admitted to himself as he watched her kick Mark in the guts. He walked over to them and saw the woman climbing up the wall. It was very risky, but she was doing it. The boys didn’t follow, but the other man went to the next building and used the fire escape to climb up to the rooftop. There he jumped to the next one and the woman reached the top. She saw a man dressed in a dark green, loose, hooded top and black track pants, worn out like her jeans. He also had his hood pulled up over his head.
“Please tell me you’re not with them,” she said as she pointed to the ground where the six men were.
“I’m not one of them,” the man said. “I’m Jack. I heard your name before, Sam.”
“Horrible name huh?” Sam said as she walked along to the next rooftop, jumped and landed perfectly. ‘This new guy wasn’t too bad,’ she thought to herself as she listened to his deep voice and stared at his cute smile. ‘Where have I seen that smile before?’ “Have I met you before?”
“Probably not, even though I’ve been around here for a while,” Jack replied. Soon they reached where Sam slept. It was a fairly big box with lots of warm blankets. ‘How could she afford all this?’ Jack thought as he watched her crawl in and sit down.
“C’mon in. I won’t bite,” Sam said and Jack climbed in too. She pulled out the food she had just bought. Two sandwiches, two small packets of cold fries and two small half empty cans of Coke. “Here, have some,” she said as she handed him one of everything.
“Thanks,” he mumbled and looked at her. ‘I wonder,’ he thought and suddenly reached out and pulled her hood down. She pulled his down too.
“No way!” they both said in shock.



Caption For Chapter 2: It's You?



I hope I have captured you into my story again. It really does get interesting. I have a heap of ideas so far and I really need to get them onto the computer. Believe me, everyone gets into a lot of trouble and a few more charecters have to go. (Yes, some one else dies).

PM me with perdictions for the story and I will say who gets it right when I post the next chapter. They will also recieve by PM a site I love to check out every so now and then.


Stay tuned, I will POST CHAPTERS FREQUENTLY.



And I also have a new picture!


It's Jesse McCartney! (If it isn't, PM me with how to fix it)

He is so cool! Edge Hottie is so lovin him too! (She's my neighbour by the way! We're just about to hang out together!)

See ya! Edge Hottie is waiting for me!

BISC
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