polka dot's Stories

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous pt. 3

2007-07-13T15:50:12Z

Fern and Joel arrived at the club a half an hour before the show actually started. The club was crowded, and the girls pushed through to the front of the crowd for a good view of the stage. Some men were setting up instruments and speakers. “Oh my gosh this is going to be so cool!” Joel exclaimed happily. Fern rolled her eyes. Just then she saw Joel turn around and nudge her in the ribs. “Oww!” Fern exclaimed. She looked out the open door and saw a stretch Hummer pull up outside of Rosco’s. “Who do you think that is?” Joel asked, ogling the massive limo. “P.Diddy or somethin?” The driver opened the back doors and out walked… Caitlyn and Lane. Dressed head to toe in Versace and Dolce and Gabanna. Just who do they think they are? Fern thought bitterley. Fern had always hated her rich, snobby classmates. They were all jerks, in her opinion. She heard a woman’s voice coming from the stage. She turned around and began singing along.

Searching For A Plot In A Plotless Story 5

2007-07-04T01:31:07Z

Well it turns out that the blue was Tom Cruise in disguise as…a green bobcat! Swiftly, I quickley grabed the plot. I left my Grandma Kelly and went. I left fast, running from the smelly sky. Secondly I drained the giant tub of foot and out came a rather ugly PB+J sandwich. I yelled “air conditioner!” as i screamed. Then, amazingly, Kobe Bryant smacked into a tree…

Allia

2007-07-04T00:04:58Z

Allia awoke at 3 a.m., her nightshirt soaked in a cold sweat. She had the same nightmare again. The one she has had every day for a week. The one where her door opens and inside steps… She shook the thought out of her head. She walked over to her closet and took out her robe. Despite her perspiration, it was actually quite cold out. Allia walked down the hallway, peering into her brother’s open door. He was fast asleep and snoring loudly, as was her mother in the next room. It was a dark night, and it was raining heavily outside. She walked downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a glass cup out of her cupboard. She filled it with water and drank slowly. Suddenly a banging noise coming from the basement startled her. She dropped the glass, and it smashed against the hard wood floor. But Allia was too frightened to do anything. Then, she heard another noise. It sounded like footsteps. Closer. Closer…Allia stood, staring at her basement door, now to terrified to move. Until suddenly…BAM! The door opened and…

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous pt. 2

2007-07-03T23:26:44Z

Fern watched Caitlyn and Lane eat their salads. Hey, at least they’re eating, Fern thought. That’s more then she could say for half the girls in her school. She stared down at her fries and coke. “Whatever,” she said, and dug in. Fern has curly red hair and purple highlights down to her shoulders and bright, green eyes. Her uniform was wrinkly. She was wearing a red necklace. After she was done her meal, she pulled a hair tie out of her JanSport backpack and tied up her hair. She saw her friend Joel out of the corner of her eye. “Hey, Jo” she called.
“Hey” Joel replied. “Okay, you’re not gonna believe this.” she sat next to Fern and stole a frie. “Try me.” Fern said sarcastically. “Ok…” Jo began “So tonight at Rosco’s, you know, that club… Well, Brooke Trinity is playing there tonight!” Fern practically fainted. Brooke Trinity was her favorite singer in the whole world, and she was playing in New York tonight?! She had to go! “We’re going.” Fern said, just as the bell rang signaling the end of lunch.

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous

2007-07-03T00:18:27Z

Caitlyn pulled her long black hair into a bun and stuck a pencil through it. She sat back against her chair and opened her French book. “Car j’ai ouvert mon porte avant j’ai entendu un bruit venir de…” Ring! Finally! As the bell rang, all 20 girls in 3rd period French ran out of the room to go to lunch. Ivy Hedge Prep was an all girls private school. The kind of school were you wear uniforms and have French class. And of course mostly everyone at Ivy Prep was rich. Caitlyn put her French notebook and textbook into her Gucci backpack (told you they were rich!) and headed towards the door. In the hall she met up with her best friend Lane. “Oh. My. God. I’m starving! I thought I was gonna DIE during Science.” Lane said “And we have soo much homework, I’m gonna brake my back just bringing my bag home!” The ever-optimistic Lane pushed open the doors to the lunchroom. “Thanks” Caitlyn said, walking towards the line. Caitlyn and Lane both got salads and dragon fruit Vitamin Waters. They sat down and began to eat.

LOL!

2007-07-02T22:16:53Z

Hotgrl123: Hey.

Coolguy456: Hey

Hotgrl123: you can tell by my screen name that I think I’m hot, which probably means that I look like a cross between Tom Hanks and a chipmunk.

Coolguy456: Yea, and I think I’m cool, which probably means I have about as many friends as a dead electric eel. A little less then a live one, though.

Hotgrl123: OMG ! Me 2! LOL ! Thts soooo funi! LOL ! The wrld iz a place full of luv and possibilities! LOL !

Coolguy456: Wow, you are so cool! You use a lot of acronyms and abbreviations! Even though I don’t know what half of them mean!

Coolguy456: That’s funny!

Hotgrl123: LOL !!!!!

Coolguy456: you say LOL a lot too. Surely you’re not really laughing out loud at the fact that I said “That’s funny”, are you?

Coolguy456: Hello?

Coolguy456: Are you there?

Dancing

2007-07-02T21:58:35Z

A remix of an old Beyonce song was blasting from the stereo as Corrine and her friends danced in a circle. She couldn’t actually hear the music, but she knew it was there. The lights were low and she couldn’t tell who was who. Actually, she could barley see two inches in front of her face. All of the sweaty bodies on the dance floor formed into one big mosh pit. Corinne flung her hands above her head and began jumping around. The club smelled musky and stale. Corinne looked down and realized she could probably wring-out her sweaty tank top, so she shoved through the dancers to go grab a water.

Izza

2007-06-20T17:31:57Z

Izza stood in line, waiting to be rung up like umpteen other customers. The Westfield mall was so crowded this time of year. Last minute shopping is a pain! She looked down at her pile of gifts: a Ralph Lauren sweater for each of her best friends, Casey, Jen and Elle, a watch for her boyfriend, Toby, and a box of chocolates for her teacher, Mrs. Cassidy.
“Ugggh!” she thought, “forgot Aunt Jill!” Izza looked back at the ever-increasing line and sighed. She stepped out and began walking.
“Hello! May I help you?” exclaimed the overly perky sales clerk. Her name tag read Carina.
“Umm…Yeah.” Izza began, “I’m looking for a gift for my Aunt.” Carina pulled out a strawberry-banana flavored smackers out of her pocket and dabbed some on her lips. The cap shut with a snap sound.
“I have the perfect thing!” Carina practically shouted. “Follow me!” she sped through the colorful aisles and displays. Izza followed. She stopped at one filled with wooden ducks.
“We just got them in from Canada. Fabulous, right!”

The Summer Notebook

2007-06-20T17:06:50Z

“This is CUTE !” Hazel yells from my closet. I’m sitting on my bed reading Teen Vouge and drinking a diet Dr. Pepper.
“Yep.” I yell back, even though I have no clue what she’s talking about. Everything in my closet is cute anyway. Lila is on my couch, painting her nails orange.
“Can I borrow this?” Hazel walks out of my closet holding my turquoise Versace mini skirt.
“Ummm…sure. Why?”
“Thanks. I’m going to Ice tonight with Brett and Lynn. Hey, wanna come?”
Ice is this dance club for teens that Lynn’s dad owns. It’s ok I guess, but Hazel wants to go there every night. I have better things to do.
“No thanks, I’m hanging out with…my cousin, Tallia.”
Eden rolls her eyes from her spot on my floor.
Shut up!
“OK guys, listen up.”
Lila, Hazel, Taryn, Eden all look up at me. I walk over to my desk, open a drawer, and pull out a pink and green-stripped notebook. On the cover we all signed our names in shiny gold Sharpies.
“You all know why we’re here.”
Eden rolls her eyes again.

Sanjaya's blog

2007-05-23T11:11:59Z

I got kiced off of American Idol last night. That was very sad. : ( Ryan always was making fun of me…and the pony- hawk is coming back anyway…What do they know about fashion? I’m the one with the gorgeous hair.

How My Life was Ruined (And I'm not Being Dramatic)

2007-05-23T11:03:18Z

There he stood. Perfect as ever. Dark brown, curly hair looked messy and damp. He wore faded jeans and a deep black sweatshirt. And, of course, surrounded by his usual posse of his hot friends. But he stands out. Sigh. Lance. He’s is the hottest guy in the whole school. And he decides to notice me now. Great. I am holding a blood-drenched tissue up to my nose and lip, covered with Hello Kitty band-aids, and crying. Half because of the pain, half because I’m embarrassed out of my mind. I’m walking towards the office to call my mom Lance just stands there, staring, leaning against a wall. On of his friends, Bill, starts laughing. Then his malicious girlfriend, Kelly, points. And laughs. Loud. Too loud. Then she turns toward her best friend, Angela, and whispers something, and they are both practically on the floor. And I just keep walking, pretending I don’t see them, with the hand that isn’t holding the bloody tissue in my pocket. Oh, and you’re probably wondering why my nose and lip are all messed up.