The one where I talk about my story.
11:21 a.m. & 2003-01-26

Here is part of my story. I got the idea for posting it from Lauren V.(notearsleft)

I looked at the new kid as soon as she walked in. She was gorgeous. She was pale, and she had black silky hair that went halfway down her back. But her most amazing feature was her eyes. I had never seen purple eyes before. They were stunning. When you looked at her, which all of the guys in the class were doing, that is where your eyes went. Her eyes were very caculating. She was wearing a short black skirt, and a purple shirt that brought out her eyes, and showed and inch of her stomach. And she had a piercing stare. She had the kind of stare that all teachers wish they had, because it makes you feel like you want to confess as the wrong things you ever did in your life. The teacher introduced her. Her name was Elizabeth Ryans. She had a seat next to Cat.

Cats actual name was Cheshire. Yeah, I swear that is her real name. But, you know, in Alice in Wonderland, there is a Cheshire Cat. So she just called herself Cat. Cat used to have brown hair, but she dyed it purple a month ago. No one is used to it yet. She had baggy black pants on, and a black shirt with white letters that said, “You laugh at me cause I’m different. I laugh at you because you’re all the same.” Her shirt didn’t quite reach her pants.

Her best friend was Kelly. Kelly was one of those people you can’t help noticing. She has red ringlets, and she wears the brightest, sparkliest clothes. She must make them. Or at least add the sparkles. I don’t think I have ever seen her wear black. Right now, she was wearing orange cargo pants, and a sparkly top that said , “Spoiled” and she was covered in silver jewelry.

You probably want to know who “I” am. My name is Nick. Yeah, its so exciting isn’t it? I kind of have anger problems. One minute someone will piss me off, and then the next, my fist is connecting with their face. I have to go to this psychiatrist every Monday. He is pretty nice, but I can never tell what he is thinking, which is annoying when he is examining you.

My best friend Lucas was loopy. He said the stupidest things. But he is bookwise. Like he gets A’s and B’s, but he is so stupid sometimes, that it is funny. He has a lopsided smile that always makes you happy. My sister said he is cute in the boy-next-door kind of way. Whatever that means.

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