llamaluvsmenotu's Stories

Leave for L.A.

2008-07-14T21:34:09Z

Michela snapped her purple Nokia shut with a sigh. “Mom just texted. I need to come home now.”
Her friend Tori rolled her eyes. “Come on Mickey we just got here!”
Michela’s eyes widened with false shock. “Tori? My god when did you turn into such a brat.”
“Sorry.” Tori mumbled.
Leanne grabbed her pink velour Juicy bag off the purple Starbucks couch and stood up. “Jacques will take you home Mick, no prob.”
“Thanks Leanna. Someone cares.” Michela glanced at Tori. “Tor, this is the last time you’ll see me before I leave for L.A. I’ll be gone a week! So whatever come give me a hug!” Tori smiled and jumped up from her seat to give Mickela a hug. Leanne followed.
“Okay…time for me to go pack.” Michela said with a pout. The three girls walked out front and were greeted by Jacques, Leanne’s driver. “To my house…Like, fast please” Michela didnt even look up from her Chanel compact.

series?

2008-07-14T00:02:14Z

uhhmmm…
i want to start a series with someone

soo yeaah if anyone’s interested..
send me a note

=]]

Soundtrack Challenge Much?

2008-07-13T20:40:49Z

1. This is Why I’m Hot – Mims I’m hot cause I’m fly, you ain’t cause you not. Okay okay, maybe a little pompous, but isn’t that the great thing about that song?

2. Always Something There to Remind Me – Naked Eyes There’s always someting there to remind me Even when I don’t want to be reminded…

3. Pedestal – Fergie Who are you and what do you do, That makes you think you’re above me, But have you walked in my shoes I just love that song. And it’s so true.

4. Someday – Sugar Ray Someday, when my life has passed me by, I’ll sit around and wonder why, you were always there for me. I take things for granted =/

5. Breakdown – Forever the Sickest Kids When was the last time you talked to me? Seriously. I feel like I don’t even know you And I would rather me leave Than stay and watch you make a fool of me Yeah. True. When was the last time we talked?

Its a Wonderful World

2008-07-13T20:32:23Z

The first ficlet written by me on this account.. sucked really hard. (But on purpose) I was totally psychotic. [http://ficlets.com/stories/4865] That’s because I had another account with another sn that was “serious” so i was going to make this one all weird for no reason..
The truth finally comes out…
But then i decided I wanted to make decent stories on this account..
And so the legacy began…
I did love the idea of “publishing” stories and having other people comment. It’s such a cool website.
Cool indeed…
Oh yeah and i got all totally-mega-super excited when i got any comments on my stories
I still do…

Greece

2008-06-24T22:59:58Z

Alina stepped outside. She was barefoot and had on a silver and turquoise anklet and a white cotton dress embroidered with flowers. Her long black hair went down to the small of her back.
It was raining. The cobble stone road felt smooth under her feet. She was soaking wet. It only made sense to start dancing.
She danced down the narrow road with small white houses on either side of her. She didn’t need music.
A gorgeous tan boy poked his head out the window of one of the houses. He called out to her. Alina didn’t hear what he said.
He followed her down the road. Alina stopped at the dock. He told her his name and began to talk. She smirked. Alina kissed him in the rain.

Crazy Days at Hilltop View..

2008-06-24T21:43:28Z

Katarina downed her second mimosa and started braiding a piece of her long blonde hair. She was stuck at Hilltop View on a perfectly good summer sunday because of her lame ass parents and their lame ass country club friends. Sunday brunch with the Ashford’s was always over the top. Waiters going around in all black uniforms with trays of caviar and crackers, huge, tacky swan ice sculptures, and an open bar with practically every alcoholic beverage ever created. But nothing phased Katarina anymore. And right now she was just plain bored. Where in the hell is Em- Just then Katrina’s best friend Emma Oxford ran through the dining hall doors. She had her golden blonde hair down, looking like she hadn’t brushed it in weeks, a simple white cotton Miu Miu dress, and plain silver flip flops. But of course Emma looked drop dead gorgeous. She always did. Emma winked at Katarina and she noticed a pack of Gauloises sticking out of her Prada beaded clutch. Katarina got up and followed Emma outside to the courtyard.

aww how sweet (challenge)

2008-06-23T02:01:53Z

Goldie slowed down her car. She saw a big brick house with yellow shutters. “House number 13.” she thought. “This is it.”
“Hey, Goldie!” Morgan called from the porch. “I’m glad you could come to the party. I just called Tara and she’s still standing in line for the cake. He’s going to be late.”
“That’s okay.” Goldie got out of the car and walked up the porch steps. She looked at Morgan. She was Spanish with thick, long black hair. She wore a khaki skirt down to her knees and a simple sky blue tank top.
“Boo!” called someone from inside the screen door.
“Kelly!” Goldie cried “I haven’t seen you in forever! I didn’t know you were gunna be here!”
“Don’t you forget about me!” Kelly laughed
“Never!” Goldie laughed back.
Just then Tara pulled up in her Jeep. “I got it!” she called, walking up to the porch. “And at Magnolia’s Bakery, I saw Ryan and Lauren totally making out!”
Goldie loved Tara but sometimes she could be such a gossip girl! But she was definetly happy to be surrounded by her old friends.

Jiggly Jang

2008-06-23T01:41:51Z

ookay probly about three people are going to read this but i dont care.
i feel so bad that i havent ficlet-ed in like 245343 years.
=[
and for the SECOND TIME ….
(i didnt fall off the face of the earth!!)
and i will ficlet more!
so there ya go
=]

Handful of Rocks

2008-06-23T01:37:39Z

“Rob?” Christa called outside into the darkness. Funny she thought to herself. No Rob. She walked around back to the patio to check there. Nope. His red Chevy pickup wasn’t in the drive way either. Okay, what the hell Christa ran back to the front door and inside the house. Just then the phone rang. “Rob, you ass where are you i heard the doorbe-”
“You’ve been a bad babystter..” A scratchy, deep voice cut her off.
Christa whipped her head around as she heard something beoing thrown at the living room window. A man with an all white mask and a handful of rocks stood outside the house. Christa’s hand let go of the phone as she ran up the stairs, as far away from that window as she could get…

another entry into the same challenge gasps

2008-04-28T19:22:32Z

skaterboi:
skaterboi: hey
cheergurl: hey sup
skaterboi: nuthing much you?
cheergurl: nuthing much i guess..
skaterboi: whatcha mean by you guess
cheergurl: well i guess theres nothing up!
skaterboi: there wouldnt be anything up w/o arodynamics!
cheergurl: what are you like a nerd or something
skaterboi: i prefer a non-derogitory name i.e. geek or loser.
cheergurl: ur a funny loser and btw u spelled aerodynamics wrong
skaterboi: oh my gosh you’re right thats so weird i love you!
cheergurl: um excuse me what did you just say um you love me?
skaterboi: yes i did okay i said i love you and i always have!
cheergurl: oh my god that is really amazing because i have always loved you too!
skaterboi: oh wow seriously this is so amazing you have no idea how happy i am!
cheergurl: im laughing so hard right now your such a loser you didnt know i was kidding!

like, omg!

2008-04-28T19:00:15Z

wow.
it’s kara.
i hate her!
she’s so ugly.
and shes really fat.
i mean like, super fat.
ive never seen her in bikini.
so she must have something to hide.
everyone hates her so much, what an idiot.
like that time when she tripped during gym class!
i was laughing so hard i seriously started to cry!
wait hold up, why is she running over towards brad hughes?
oh my god brad hughes and kara are like so totally dating!
kara come over here theres an empty seat we can totally be besties!

apology written by a dog

2008-04-23T20:34:23Z

I have eaten

your homework

that was in

your backpack

and which

you were probably

working on

for hours

Forgive me

it was delicious

so pencil-y

and so paper-ie

Diamond Braclet

2008-04-16T17:07:29Z

“Ahh!” Marley cried “Christa please!”
Christa grabbed the doll out of the girl’s hand. “Get in your bed.”
Reluctantly, both girls layed down in their beds and covered their heads with quilts.
“Good.” Christa smirked. “Now I’ll be downstairs. And if I hear any noise from you… well let’s just say I won’t be hearing any noise from you.” And with that she turned off the lights and walked down stairs into the kitchen.
456 55… she punched the numbers into the phone. “Hey. Rob.”
“Hey Chris. What’s up?”
“Nuthing. Just babysitting the Holland brats. Come over. Now.”
“OK bu-” Christa hung up the phone, slipping a diamond braclet from the counter into her pocket as she walked into the living room.
a half hour later the doorbell rang. Rob… Christa thought. She turned off the t.v. and walked over to the door.

Little Brats

2008-04-16T16:54:27Z

“Okay Christa, so theres some mac + cheese in the fridge from last night, just heat it up on high for bout a minute, and you know Chuck and my cell phone numbers, right?” Mrs. Holland asked for about the 8th time. “Yes, I do. The girls’ bedtime is at 8. They’ll problably be asleep before then. Don’t worry! I have everything under control.”
“Ok then. Goodbye! See you later!” Mrs. Holland walked out the back door with ‘Chuck’ following.
Thank God she left.. Christa rolled her eyes. That was maybe the 12th boyfriend Mrs. Holland had brought home since she’d started babysitting for the girls four months ago. And she had to admit, ocasionaly she felt bad for the girls. All these new men their mother was dating, she was rarely ever home. Yes, Christa felt bad. But not bad enough to actually ‘play with’ the little brats. “Ok! lights out!” Christa screamed as she ran up the stairs to find the girls on the floor of their room playing with Barbie dolls. “Get in your beds and lights out by the time I count to ten.”

When life gives you lemons, squeeze them in the eyes of your enemies part 2

2008-04-14T13:54:16Z

so i read the tag and all it says is “happy b-day. sincerely, life” so im thinkin, “umm…what the heck?” but whatevs. i open it anyway. and low-and-behold its two lemons. dos lemons sitting in a bag..ok then.. im kind of freaked out that someone would give me lemons when suddenly i look up and see a rather large man charging towards me. i quickly rip open the lemons and squeeze them into his eyeballs. he screams and falls down. later on i discover that the man had a knife in this pocket and was going to stab me, and also that he was quite allergic to lemons. when i squeezed the lemons it caused an allergic reaction, and he passed out. if i hadnt had those lemons, i could not have just used my bare hands to push him down! this dude was like 300 pounds.. and with that i am introduced to the curiousness of fate.