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so i wrote this a year or so ago and just now read it.
should i give up on it or is it worth continuing.
its kinda a long part im asking you o read but thank you ahead of time
It was the ordinary night before first day of school routine, and as always I couldn’t decide what to wear. Should I wear the ordinary anytime blue shirt to complement my eyes or the all to **** maroon one that makes me look hot yet mysterious? This was all to hard for me, and to make it any better this would also be my first day at my brand new boarding school, Bradwall High School. Every other year I had been at the same school. Same people, same teachers, same friends, and that was all about to change. Personally I’ve always been good at meeting new people, but that was also when I knew everyone except that one new person. I ,Nina Bonwen, had been the top cheerleader at my last school, and all the boys fell all over me. Yea self-assured but that’s how I pull the act. I’ve learned NEVER show your true feelings or you’ll be burnt toast by the first week into the year.
Finally, after hours of trying on clothes, putting my hair up and down, and coordinating them all I had made my decision. First I checked over my designer top,it was a flannel baby blue shirt. It had a cut to show my diamond belly button ring and a low cut top. Perfect so far. For the rest of my inspection Pants, black striped with the little white lines (semi- fancy). Perfect. High-Heels. Perfect. Hair. Work needed, just not tonight. It would get messed up by the morning and I had to take a shower any way.
“Nina, Sweety, it’s about time to go to bed you have a exiting day ahead of you,” my mom stated startling me. She was peering through my door looked at me strangely and added, “You look gorgeous, dear, no need to worry about tomorrow. Just get some rest so you wont have those outrageous bags you get under your eyes.”
“Diana!” I yelled annoyed, Diana is what I call my mom because I don’t see her much.
“Nina, don’t get that attitude with me you know it’s true.”
“Mom! Leave me alone! I’ll go to bed, just leave.” I exclaimed throwing my light pink pillow at her to hurry her out the door. Diana, she is the worst mom you’ll ever meet. Sometimes I wish I hadn’t met her if I ever had the choice.
If Diana wasn’t in Paris, she was in Rome. In other words I never see her and it doesn’t bug me a bit. I have lived my entire life like this. Like last year on Christmas she sent me a present from Spain saying she was sorry she couldn’t be there for me. Yea, Right! She chooses not to come home, and then Easter she sent a bunny-gram are what ever those are. It was pink and gave me an egg with a piece of candy and a sorry note. Do I even have to continue.
Doesn’t matter though because when ever she is home she’s with one of her daily hooker boy friend or girl friend. You wouldn’t believe what I’ve seen. Luckily I live in the guest house off to the left of our ‘mansion’. Once, I went in to the main house, where my mom sleeps, to get some milk because I used the last of mine for cereal that morning, and saw a bunch of my moms friends, thousands of men, and beer cans everywhere. I was lucky that half the group had clothes on. Geeze. Unfortunately, my mom was not one of them, she was in her full **** basically on top of another.. girl. Her tounge shoved down the back of her throught. Well, it could have been a boy with long hair. I don’t know. It is sad when Diana gets like this all the men take advantage of her. I have tried to talk to my mom about this before, and ive tried telling her to go to a sycotrist. But nothing seems to work. To top it all off that’s how I was born, form one of her random hook-ups. Who know’s who my father is. The only reason we have so much money is because our grandfather was a multi-millionar, he owned some big company. What was it A-Sap Now, I think. You could get anything from pencil to underwear there. Well, he died about four years ago at age 63, and he was in good-condition. I Though. Well we dont know what happened to him, but he was the one person I could always talk to. He was always there for me. Sure he was going bald on top and had gray hair, but he was like a mom I never had. Grandpa was just as into art as me. We both did projects together, laughed, told jokes and loved it all together. For an entire year after he died I went to his Grave everyday and talked to him. Just talked, but now he’s gone and that is why I am thrilled to finally go to a boarding school to get away from it all.

Slowly I slipped into the shower. They always make you feel so fresh in clean. The water ran down my skin sending goose bumps to my toes. I rinsed the final conditioner from my hair. Nina hurry up, your mom warned you about those bags my thoughts told to me almost as if out load. Listing to my brain I pulled the dainty ruby red curtain aside grabbed a towel and headed toward my room.
As I pulled on my H&
&R tank top and shorts on for bed, I glanced to the left toward my white body length mirror, and saw my mother. Scared, I changed my shorts out for the Capri pajama pants with the elastic at the bottom. Planning to doze off as soon as I got in bed didn’t work. For some reason nothing seemed right. Again with my thoughts talking to me, it is just nerves, go to bed, i told myself. I believed it. My thoughts aren’t wrong most of the time because they are mine. The one thing nobody could take to me or give me, what I think. Strangely that cheered me up knowing I had something that could never be taken. Apperantly with that thought at hand I dozed off.
Bring, Bring, Bring my rihnstone clock yelled. Shaking my tiny white table, knoking my cell phone to the ground, with a suprisingly loud thud. I dragged myself out of bed and toward the mirror. Sitting in my stool, facing the make-up mirror I saw my face, bags. Scary bags. Yeah Diana was right. Great, but then I remember the power of make
ah this is stupid it wont let me put the good part on because character limit -up mirror I saw my face, bags. Scary bags. Yeah Diana was right. Great, but then I remember the power of make-up. Oh praise the lord for make-up. With make-up in hand I began, face powder, i didnt want people to know when I got embarressed, some barely seen light blue eyeshadow, black mascara, lip gloss. Well more like chap stick. That’s right I’m am a make-up wizard I thought taking a bow to the mirror, complementing my work. I got my planned outfit on. Now for the hair. I took my hair out of the tight messy bun that had been sitting on my head all night, and let it fall resting on my shoulders. Leaving it a shine of pitch black wavy locks.
Ready to go, I walked out the house toward my sleek black mustang. “Nina, Nina!” Chad yelled after me. Chad is someone my mom hired I dont know what he does though, “You forgot your bags.” My bags what does he mean by that. Was it really that
obvious i hadnt got much sleep the previous nigh? Oh, my bags as in suitcases. I guess i was being a little to self concious
“Thanks for reminding me I would have forgot,” I replied. Chad looked at me funny as I got out, my hair getting caught in the wind, and blew over my face. Gracefully I tucked the hair behind my ear. Blushing, Hoping he didnt see I turned, planned to go in and get my stuff. He grabbed my hand stopping m, telling me he would get it because Diana would freak if she saw me go back in while he just stood here. I agreed, and let him go carry my stuff out. I had to agree with him, my Mom would have freaked. She doesn’t want us to have to do any work. I already insisteted i drive myself to school.Thats just the way she is. He quickly came back and stowed all the stuff in the trunk. I backed out waved to him slightly, and I was gone. FREE! I turned on the radio,and sang alon
g.

Chapter Two::

Arriving at the gates of Bradwall High was like a dream come true. They had hot guys everywhere, and the most awesome cream colored brick-stone-like walls. I grabbed a parking space close to the front, checked my hair, and walked into the dorms main office to check what room I was in. “How may I help you young lady,” the lady at the office asked as I open the small glass door at the front of the office.
“Uh, I just want to know where my room is.”
“Okay, Name?”
“Nina Bonwen”
“Okay, room 304, left dorm”
“Thanks,” I exclaimed walking back toward the same door I entered.
As I was reaching out for the door handle I turned around once more to ask where room 304 was because really how was I suppose to know. The door came swinging open hitting me in the head. Hard.
“Uh, wow sorry.,” Some boy about my age exlaimed looking down at me. He was about two inches taller then me. With kind of shaggy brown hair the front of his hair blown slightly left by the wind. He Wore a H&F zip-up jaket with faded blue pants. Jock, I guesed. Hot jock I guessed again, Definently hot.
“It’s fine my head just kinda… ouch. Right now. I’m Nina. I’m new here. ” I answered with a accedental wine in my voice, still rubbing my head.
“Oh Okay, So Nina. About your uh head.. sorry again, and my names Brian. So you say your new? Want me to show you around campus? I’ve been here for two years.”
“Sure that would be awesome,” I answered making sure there was no wine. I looked up at him once again. It’s Hard not to.
Concentrating now I told myself not to stare and peeled my eyes away from his brod face staring down at me. You dont want to be obvious Nina. You dont. I reapeted in my head several times. “Hmm. Lets start with showing me where my room is would you?” I questioned smiling way to much, “It’s room 304 left dorm, whatever that means.”
“It would be my pleasure.” he exclaimed hooking our arms in a playful sort of way. Like a follow the yellow brick road , Dorthy , kind of way. Still kind of head-achey I followed. We talked about sports. Just sport basically, he was in soccer backetball and football. Jock I Knew it. I was in track, lacross, soccer and of coarse cheer. ” Maybe we can hang out some time and play soccer then. Since you know we both kind of do it you know,” Brian half questioned sounding kind of nervous.
Well again I forced myself and tare my gaze away from him. Great, Nevousnos. Good Sign. Of course I said that it would be real cool to play soccer with him and teased him that he’d lose. Now finally actually looking around campus I saw a few guys staring at me. I waved at them hoping to make new friends. “Do you know them?” Brian questioned me.
“Nope, I dont know anyone here except kind of you and the lady at the counter watching a door slam into me,”
“You know me?” Brian replied placing his hand on his chest kiddingly.
“Well in a way I guess. You get it”
“True, true enough,” He exclaimed with a chuckle.” And here, room 304,” he said motioning his hands toward the thick, wood door with the numbers 304 printed down the side.
“Thanks, see you around?” I asked.
“Yea, for sure,” he said turning and walking away.
“While bye and thanks again.” I replied. I was excited now because first day hot guy, nervousness. I already knew this school was going to be something. Something special, and my own. As I was having trouble getting my key in the way to small, silver lock, a girl behind me lightly tapped me on the sholder with the tip of her perfectly painted nail. Asking if I needed help. No duh I needed help. What did she think. Oh no, I dont need help i like just like to play with locks in my spare time, but instead I just nodded slightly, and politely smiled. These people are nice compared to home. She was wearing a gold and blue cheer dress with her haired pulled back into a sleek pony tail with the same color blue and gold ribbon tied in a firm bow,
, so I was guessing she was a cheer leader. Since from what I’d seen our school colors were blue and gold. Fabulous. If she likes me , this would help me make the team I silently thought. I was so lost in thought it suprised me when she suddenly spoke again
This was her room too and her name was Hannah. A.K.A ,top cheerleader. This had got to be good a cheer leader, my room mate. Yes! To bad soon I’d be taking the top spot, but I wasn’t going to say that. Yet. Then suprisingly when Hannah got the door open with my key she took the key with her and locked me out. “What the hell was that for” I yelled, through the door
Let me in!” Hannah, opened the white hinged door a small *****.
“This will teach you to ever talk to my boyfriend. Ever, and most of all never give him your little google eyes again. Comprehendo? And if it’s up to me you wont be seeing him again!” Hannah exclaimed her voice going for normal to a loud talk- not quite yell. Hannah was pretty, she was skinny, like me , had white-blonde hair and basic blue eyes, but man that girl had some anger issues.
“You mean that boy he was just showing me to my room, and what google eyes. Oh yeah didnt have them! Protective
much? Hmm.. does it look like it’s up to you who I talk to, or who he talk to I dont think so.” I half yelled back.
“As long as I’m well.. me it does. I’m in charge of what boys you talk to, and when you talk to them,” she replied,”So your not talking to him anymore okay,” she stops talking for a moment placing her hands on her hips,”I said okay!” Her hands were flying back and forth as she was talking. She must has some serious power, or at least think she does.
“No I don’t understand, and no not Okay. Okay. Oh and just for future information I am going to try out for cheer and push you out your pretty little spot as top cheerleader. I am. You got me?” I exclaimed mimicly. With that I pushed past her and enter the
luxorious beigh-cream room. She stumble a little and regain balance placing her hands on her light pink day dress, attempting to show her annoyance, but she couldn’t do anything about it this was my room too. After standing silently for about 10 seconds not knowing what to do and just adoreing the fabulos room , I claimed the room to the left when you walked in, this was a rich school so each room had two bedrooms. Except the poorer shared 1 room. I slid open the huge mirror closet doors, and started organizing. Dresses, left. Lightest to darkest. Pants ,shirts ,skirts, shorts. Basically anything hangable. Same and sectioned. I was not really a organize freak but I had nothing better to do and wanted to be able to find anything at a moment
notice. Then i did the next step to unpacking ,filled my drawes, made my bed with my favorite color light pink bedspread and pillow cases, hung up my family photos and artwork I loved art and wasn’t so bad at it either, My favorite was the one my grandfather and I did. I had placed it directly across from my bed so i could see it every night before I went to bed. Then put anything else I had up.
Turning to the door there was Hannah, hands on hips, protesting that this was going to be her room, and insisted I move all my stuff to the other. I could tell she was waiting to say that until I was completly umpacked. Who the hell gave her right to boss me around. Hmm. Nobody!
” You don’t scare me a bit Miss.Hannah ,” I protested back. She really didnt intimidate me in the least. Trust me. City girls learn to take care of them self and deal with “big-bad” people. Pictures flashed through my mind of her falling of the top of a five story pyramid in her underwear. I smiled perked on my face but slowly disappearing. Childish, I know but to my dismay she was wearing cute lacy underwear and all the boys loved it, and Brian caught her.
“Trust me. You will be intimidated by me. You will. If the choice is mine you’ll want to move back to old-hick town before the end of the week” she scowled. Making a her version of hick-town face. Smiling real wide showing her glossy teeth and putting her fingers in her imaginary dimples. Then returning her face back to a scowl. Which seemed to have permently
been there since the first time I saw her. At this point I wish that she was ugly. Really ugly. I really hated to admit even to myself that she actually was very pretty. No pimples, slight freckles perfect amount, and crystal blue eyes. Dam her. Dam her to hell.
“Just try to intimidate me. Just try,” I replied walking past her. Now I was on my own. Where to go. Well my first class started in 30 minutes so I had time. Plenty of time. I keapt almost running into people because I wasn’t really sure where I was going. I was just kind of walking to where ever my feet took me.
“Hey, new girl,” some random guy says walking up behind me. He has this cute baby face look, with short curly hair. Well that didn’t take long to find something to do or someone to talk to.
“Hi, new boy.” I randomly answered. Even though it wasn’t a question.
“Since when was I new?”
“Since you walked up here saying hi new girl.”
“Doesn’t mean I’m new means you are, and it was hey new girl not hi.”
“While your new to me.”
“Well this conversation is getting no where I see so what are you into because I thought maybe I could show the new girl around I have nothing better to do,” he half asked with a shrug.
“I’m glad I can entertain you in your time of need, and how did you know I was new?”
“I’ve been going here for all of highschool so far.”
“That could be a good reason. I’ve had a strange first day of school. First I meet this nice guy….Brian? and this girl
Hannah. Not so nice, and lucky for me she’s my roommate, and I’ve also found out there dating. Maybe I’m wrong but how can such a nice guy be with such a .. not nice girl. Well yeah. I learn a lot for being here one day dont you say,” I finished with a sigh,” Ehh. Sorry probably boring first meeting conversation.”
“No it’s cool, and since you dont really know anyone yet. Then maybe. You know. You could eat lunch with me,” he looked downward slightly scratching his head as he asked, “Oh and Brian will be there. He’s a good friend of mine. We’re roommates, and i totally agree with you about them not belonging, but I cant say I haven’t tried it Hannah is totaly hot and my ex too. Yeah. It’s pretty tempting. Hard not to fall for her, but after you see the real her you totally dont want to go there. Trust me.”
Great Hannah will be there, but yeah ill go,” I sarcastically sighed mimically adding ,” First day rules. Yay. And Oh me Gah guess what. I like totally agree totally, TOTALLY!”
He pushed me playfully a little for that totally remark and leaned in and whispered, “Guess what? Totally, and by the way my names Josh.” Then I tell him my name. ” So where are you off to anyway?” Josh asked.
“I dont really know. Just walking. Somewhere. Maybe you could help me find my first class? Starts at one. Mrs. Herto?”
“Sure, I’d love to and by the way that class start in like two minutes now,and it will take at least one if your fast to get there. Follow me and walk fast.” So , of course I followed. Trying not to look like a total idiot having to hurry to class in all. ” So, here it is,” Josh anounced, holding the door open for me.

By: Kayjay J

My mom bought some buddhas today, and there was this one buddha sitting down wearing a hat….I wanted to know what this buddha symbolized…

go to the link to check it out:
http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/57624/2/istockphoto_57624_buddha_in_hat_red_background.jpg

please help there are no children ._.

By: vanessa

There is a dark spot on the bottom of the screen that goes about 1/10 the height of the screen and 3/4 the width of the screen. The top of the defect is curved at each end. The whole image is being projected, but it distorts around the defective area. The defective area appears black, but has some blue in it if you look close. This leads me to believe that the red and green lenses are damaged, or the blue lens is damaged. My mom said the took the back off and didn’t seen any damage on the lenses. She said she twisted a knob on the blue lens and some liquid came out??? She used the on screen adjustment to get the picture as good as possible, but the blank spot is still there and the image still distorts around it. I might go over there tonight and take a look. What should I look for? What was the liquid that came out? Some kind of intercooler? What could have caused this damage to the TV? Thanks for the help.

By: Steve S

I said some people at school had lice and then my mom and my sister told me to stop saying the word lice because it was making them itch.

By: marrrr

i don’t think that they are but my mom thinks that they are the most distracting thing in the world…i have told her that id id just as distracting as someones red hair…but i need options

By: the_glam_dancer

My mom and I both have Depression. She was alergic to Prozac, and I started it 3 weeks ago. Right now I am breaking out in a blotchy red rash on my hips, butt, back, stomach, and armpits. It itches. I really hope it’s not the Prozac what do you think?

By: Ashley K

i have red bites on my ankle they itch really bad and a white circle my mom said a bite of some kind im going to the doctors in two days do u guys have suggestions for the itch or what it is

By: Jazmine H

My three year old boys attention is getting worse daily. Long story. 4 weeks ago he fell and hit his chin. He had the numbing cream, and a two shots to numb the area. Total of seven stitches. He was with my mom and she said he did not hit any other part of his head. 3 weeks ago I started to notice a change in him. Not listening, fighting, seeming to go too fast to know what he is doing. He complains about his stomach hurting. He turns and falls down. He walks or runs and falls down. The tempertantrums are new along with the crying. He cant even focus on eating. He also had ear tubes put in two years ago and they fell out a year ago. He has not had many infections since then. He does not complain of ear pain. He has in the past and it has been a small infection. He is not on any medicines and I took him off his vitamins until I can find one that does not have Red #40 in it. Just something I thought I would try. Over the last 3 weeks I have been noticing all these things and nobody else has. My husband just noticed it over this weekend. My parents (we see them every other weekend) noticed it today. I am taking him in as soon as I can get ahold of the doctor tomorrow. What I need to know is… Any ideas if something may be wrong? Is this just normal 3 year old stuff? Oh I forgot to mention that his speech has taken a drastic turn for the worse. He was improving so much. Almost every one could understand him. Now I can even understand him. I also have the doctor that kinda rushes you out. I want to go in prepared and make him listen to me. I know there is something wrong with my son but I need to put a finer point on it. Help please.

By: Amanda K

here are my symptoms…
-very sore cheeks
-red face
-reduced hunger
and well that’s basicly it.
its been going on a little over a week.
my mom said it was a sinus infection, but I really don’t think it is.
what could it be?
Its very painful.

thanksss(:

By: Sarahbabe.

Okay so I was hanging out with my friend during spring break and we had to catch the bus before it left because that was the final bus of the day. We were running in the cold and whenever I run in the cold, I itch. We made it to bus on time and yes, I did start scratching the area where it itched (which was my stomach) and normally the area where I itch gets red but eventually goes away in the next hour. This time the little rashy red spots didnt go away. It doesn’t itch anymore, and it hasn’t spread to the rest of my body so I doubt its chicken pox or small pox (already had that when I was a baby), and my mom keeps saying “Oh it’ll go away just give it some time” but it’s already been over a week and a half since that day and it’s still there. Anybody know what it is I have and how to get rid of it because it’s really freaking me out now.

By: CoolBeanz