I’m writing a short story cuz i find it fun 2 do when your bored XD. Plz read it (the writing below obviously) and tell me if its good. Mind you i’m 12 its based on the future of my life hopefully sumthing like that. O and plz give me advice if you could. Anything would be great. Thankiez!!!
7th grade=new beginnings
It was 12:00 P.M. and Nicole still hadn’t fallen asleep. She stared at the T.V. flipping the channels finally settling on Home Improvement. She couldn’t stand watching T.V. anymore so decided to get out her book and read a chapter. Nicole still felt wide awake. The crisp night air came in through her window and she felt the chill hit her body. This felt nice on her sweating body. She looked at the clock again to see it was now 12:30 P.M. So she listened to escape the fate and drifted off to sleep…
“Honey wake up,” Nicole’s mom said in a chipper voice.
“Ugh, five more minutes,” Nicole replied in a mumble/moan type voice. Five minutes felt more like five seconds, but she knew she had to get up. Smelling waffles brought a smile to her face even though she was in a pretty cranky mood. Five more minutes passed and all that was left on the plate was a few drops of syrup.
A puzzled look came over to Nicole’s face as she stared into her closest. Her first day of school outfit had to express her style and personality. She looked at the Abbey Dawn skirt, matching shirt/tie, and black skinny jeans. A great outfit, but maybe too dressy she thought. She then looked over at the red skinny jeans, DC shirt, and her favorite sweatshirt she had gotten at the thrift store. She decided to go with the dressier outfit in the end because of the great style and the smile it brought to her face because she knew she would be different from everyone else. She put the outfit on and grabbed her black converse that she adored.
Now she looked at her hair in the mirror. What used to be dirty-blond hair was now beach blond with black and pink steaks in it. She thought her new hair was so awesome. Nicole then gave it a quick comb admiring its beauty. Now all she had to do was brush her teeth. Just as she grabbed the tooth brush there was a knock on the bathroom door. “What?” Nicole called.
“I need to use the bathroom, come on I’m not going to wait all day,” replied her brother, Cody, who’s voice sounded not that cranky, yet not that chipper like her mom’s. She carried her toothbrush and what not to her room and finished up using the mirror in her room, that was connected to her closet door. Nicole checked the clocked to see that she still had an hour to spare! She called her best friend, Alyssa, and talked for awhile. The time flew by. Before Nicole knew it, she was in the car with her best friend, being driven by her mom to school.
Nicole placed her black converse on the hard cement ground that was school property. She felt as if she was being controlled again and had no freedom like she did during summer. She saw her ex best friend and gave a little smile. Instead of smiling back she grimaced and turned the other way. Nicole shrugged. Alyssa and her started walking to the 7th grade entrance while passing by bigger and smaller students. Nicole spotted some sixth graders and could see the fear in there eyes. She remembered feeling that way her first day of middle school, but now her and Alyssa are in 7th grade and it would be a new beginning. She knew it.
The bell suddenly rang and they stepped inside. The crowd was horrible and Nicole and Alyssa got stuck in the middle. Alyssa managed to work her way out, but Nicole was still struggling to free herself from the stampede. As she was squirming around, she caught sight of a boy her age and height. His hair was jet black and had red tips. His bang covering one eye. Nicole stopped squirming and just starred at him in amazement. She couldn’t look away. He then caught sight of her. They both broke free from the crowd at the same time and bumped into each other. Nicole felt her face turn bright red.
“Oh sorry, my name is Nathan,” the boy said in a shy voice, but had a smile spread across his face.
“Oh its ok, my name is Nicole,” she said while gently touching his arm.
“Come on Nicole, we’re going to be late. You to can catch up later,” Alyssa said with eagerness deep within her voice.
“Well, I’ll see you later hopefully,” she said as Alyssa started tugging at her book bag.
“Ok peace,” he said while holding the peace sign up and his smile slowly fading as we were distanced from one another.
JenaRose: Yes i always end up doing that thanx 4 the the critism 
Dylan A: Really kool what a coincidense lolz. And thanx a lot. . U made my day XD
Nick Frost: O crap!!! I always do that thanx a lot. Im such an airhead lolz
O and just 2 let u know this isn’t the whole story…there would be no ponit 2 it lolz. Its the beginning trying 2 work on it every other day or so.
Thanx so much 4 every1′s great remakrs. I keep rereading and changing stuff now lolz. I’m actually starting over trying 2 improve my writing. Here is how The latest and hopefully better version is coming along. Its only the first 2 paragraphs or so…i’m having a brain block lolz.
It was 12:00 A.M. and Nicole still hadn’t fallen asleep. She stared at the T.V. flipping the channels, finally settling on a cooking show, but decided to mute it anyway. After a minute of buzzing silence, she flipped open her enticing book and got caught up in a few chapters. Setting the book down was hard, due to the suspense, but the clock was ticking away loudly as if to remind her that she needed to get some rest. Unfortunately, she still felt wide awake. Crisp air flowed through her room. This felt good on her sweating body. The clock now read 12:45 A.M. She closed her eyes and tried to relax herself to sleep. She almost gave up, but suddenly exhaustion hit her out of nowhere.
“Honey, wake up,” Nicole’s mom whispered in a surprisingly chipper voice.
“Ugh, five more minutes,” Nicole managed to mumble. She couldn’t understand how her mom was so pleasantly happy this early in the morning. Suddenly five minutes was up and her feet slowly maneuvered their way onto the ground. Dizziness swept over as she rubbed her tired eyes. Thankfully, buttermilk waffles awaited her on the kitchen counter. Cold milk slowly ran down her throat after the last bit of waffle was gone.
