ACORN's Stories

More Curb

2008-05-02T00:05:28Z

I don’t really remember it all too well. It was late, and dark (Harriet was sucking up all the energy for the streetlights elsewhere) I just sat there leaning against his shoulder, very upset.

Being the bright, teenage kids that we are, we sat there all night, not getting any sleep. We sat there, outside of my house. Outside of my house.

It was just like a movie. The moment I realized how much trouble I would be in if caught, my parents opened the door. Very theatrical. You should have seen there faces….

They were mad

2008-04-29T02:35:07Z

My parents were not happy.

Now that I think about it, I don’t know who they were mad at:

Me, Sam, the principal for not letting them deal with our fight, the gardeners (they accidentaly ruined my mom’s favorite roses), the weather man (it wasn’t supposed to be raining today), the good ol’ TV guide (it was wrong- making them miss the premier of some new show), or our neighbors, because they kinda re-painted the outside of our house (okay, on this one I was just kidding.)

But the point was they were mad.

Just like any traditional family, they blamed it on the teenager in the house.

The whole “teenagers get upset because of hormones” crap is a conspiracy. Us teenagers are never mad. Teenagers are the most loving people I have ever met. (from the confines of my room ofcourse, im grounded now) Adults just blame the problems that they encounter in their insecure lives on young people.

Being grounded makes one want to get-out.

This was when I climbed out of my window, leaving the house.

The Fight

2008-04-08T01:05:46Z

“Yeah, that’s right.” I continued.

“That mother fucking bitch who you call a girlfriend is a puppet master. She put on the whole ‘oh christy. Lets be best friends’ crap, and then backstabs me, leaving me to rot here while you two go off and flirt with each other.”

Jess just stood there with his mouth open. Bad day to forget the camera I guess.

The fight pretty much ended with Sam punching my face as hard as she could. (at least i hope she can’t punch harder- that just wouldn’t be natural)

Blood spurted everywhere. Sam and I were sent to the nurse, and, in turn, the principle.

Story Challenge

2008-04-04T00:41:09Z

I will post the winners on May 1st. Its going to be hard to pick one. Thanks for everyone who entered!

I was brought against my will.

2008-04-04T00:05:31Z

The sun set hours ago, but it was still light. The candle that I lit illuminated the shabby room, located on the east wing of the castle.

“So what crime brought you here?” A voice from the corner started.

“I have committed no crime” I replyed to my newly visible companion. He was a tall lean man, standing near the only window of our prison.

“Then why have you been brought here? I take it you did not come voluntary.”

“I cannot justify a fair reason as to why I was forced to come here, but my guess would be that I have offended the King.”

He still cares.

2008-04-03T23:54:52Z

WOW . He actually still cared about me. It had hit me by surprise. Maybe deep down he really did still want me.

“Oh. Well…um… thanks for the thought I guess.”

I was stumbling on my words- Christy! Don’t make a fool of yourself! Great, I don’t think that thinking in third person helps either.

“Yeah, I just want for me and you to still be tight, like we used to be.” Jess continued, unperturbed by my lack of expression.

“Yeah me too.” I wasn’t listening to him; my attention was elsewhere. I was watching Sam walk toward us- she didn’t look to thrilled….

The Phone Call

2008-04-03T01:04:32Z

“Hey christy”

“Hi, didn’t we just say hello?”

“I’m worried about you”

Wow, he had turned the conversation around, I was supposed to be worried about him.

“Why? Whats wrong with me?”

“You seem mad at Sam”

This caught me by surprise.
I hung up.

The jerk was worried about Sam, not me. Wasn’t it Jess and I that used to be great friends? Not that bitch Sam. Wow, had I really just called her that? She and I used to be best friends. Jess was too. And now I was mad at him? Was something actually wrong with me like he thought? Shouldn’t I be being their friend?

Seven day journal day four #2

2008-04-02T03:51:36Z

And the REM cd came out today. So i downloaded that. Okay thats all

Day Four (seven day journal) oh crap, thats in the wrong order.

2008-04-02T02:48:17Z

Day FOUR :

Today sucked. My arm is beaten up. Also, someone told the math teacher about the thin mints. We were in her classroom today. I wonder how long this will last. My bet, until thursday.

Im ditching school on fri. So that makes me happy.

Tomorrow is chapel. Which is fun cause it wastes time, and helps me get through history (which i like, but i prefer world history pre 1700’s type stuff)
‘Cept i hate singing.

Also, handbells was good today cause director was in a particularly good mood.

And i have 6 reports to look forward to this weekend:

1. Bible book report 1

2. Bible book report 2

3. Bible project (i got the verse on what love is)

4. Science report (bright and early mon morning. lol, will camille make it?)

5. History report. I actually got a good topic (library of congress)

6. English skits.

And then lets hope i can persuade mrs c to give us a binder check for 500 extra points in bible which will make my A- an A

Seven Day journal: YAY ITS DAY 3

2008-04-01T01:49:10Z

Today during “math” our english teacher gave the five of us cookies!! And thin mints too camille!

Also we talked about politics.

In n out for dinner!

The bible project actually seems easier than i thought it was going to be. Its an easy 300 points.
(Happy dance!)

Harry said he is still sick, but im fine.

Seven Day Journal: Day 2

2008-03-30T19:07:38Z

Hmmm, its my turn! Keegan style!

lol
actually i cant write keeg style

Okay, just found out that Harry has food poisoning from dinner last night, which means i might get it too.

Otherwise im fine.

School

2008-03-30T15:12:30Z

It was time for school. I was dreading it more than usual. (which, before this is didnt think possible) Would Sam and Jess still be together?

My locker looked bare with no Sam standing by it to greet me like she had always used too. But stangely, I saw Jess be himself, and he didn’t look happy.

I didn’t see Jess and Sam talk to each other all day. I wonder what had happened.

Seven Day Journal: Day One

2008-03-30T03:55:03Z

Okay, i’m probably going to get yelled at for doing this too. But i’m stuck with nothing to do, so here goes:

1. Woke up later than usual. (Still about five hours before you Camille)

2. I had soup for lunch!

3. Went the the movies. Very funny movie. (It was Superhero Movie. I still perfer Butterflyman myself)

4. Harry went crazy in a store, Pretty funny. And then went skipping to the car.

5. Came home and watched “The book club.” The one about Jane Austin and peeps (not the vampire peeps, but the people peeps) reading the books. It was pretty good.

Okay…probably won’t do day two because Keeg is going to make fun of me.

The Thought Ended (250th Fictlet Challenge)

2008-03-29T00:34:56Z

All came to end. Great things crashed down. The thought had ended.

I condemed myself to hell.

2008-03-28T19:35:03Z

Sirens were going off in his head. What had he just done? Had he condemed himself to an eternity of sufffering?

His mother had always told him that he was a bad driver; sometimes forgetting to stop at stop signs, and at other times going over the speed limit. But he had never been expected to actually run someone over. It’s very rare to actually get into an accident on the road. Even with all of the odds of ever hitting someone on the road…to hit a monk is extremely unlikely.

His vision was fading. Standing in front of him was a little red man.

“Welcome to hell.”