Cliches that Don't Matter
Just a beginning ..... plus a poll. Its gonna be about a girl that goes against the normal crowd.
Part 1.
"You laugh again and I’ll like so punch you." Angel rushed the words out.
"Oh come on, Angel, it’s hilarious." Regina Written couched back from her best friend. "Plus I know you won’t hurt me." Reggie smiled as if it wasn’t offending.
From Reggie’s face it seemed like she was about to laugh again. Angel only looked out of the huge pane window that mirrored across from them. These girls were play fussing about their crushes. Still Angel’s mind loved to wonder. She really wanted a boyfriend so much that in fact she didn’t care who it was.
"So what do you think about the people that moved in next door?" Reggie hypered up while she waited for Angel to answer impatiently. "I would say cool or something but I haven’t seen them." Angel brushed back her long blonde hair with a ringed finger. She was simply fashionable.
"You haven’t Angie!" Reggie’s eyes grew larger than they normally were; Looking evermore childish. "No, why." She saw her friend bounce on the sofa they were sitting on. "You have to. They just moved in. oh, oh maybe they’ll go to Jefferson high, Like us!" her small nodding was like a bobble head. "Are they that cute?" Angel started to wonder how many they were there. Better yet, if they were boys.
"Yeah, you probably won’t like them though." Reggie simmered down like some invisible force pulled out her outlet. (If she was a robot or something. She was definably bipolar.) So they were boys! "And why not?" Angel hiked up a few octaves in defense. No one was going to tell her who likes or not.
"They are so cute but they’ re not your type plus…… they are sort of like well Mexican rockers. You know that type." Reggie whispered.
Angel didn’t know what to say. She didn’t hate or even dislike THOSE people, but she wasn’t attracted to them. Still she wanted to prove Reggie wrong, and she thought what Reggie was saying was totally missed up. Why is so many people prejudice? (Mostly teens.) They’re just people.
"Well I want to find out on my own." Angel had a strong determination that had given her the title of being overly stubborn.
"You laugh again and I’ll like so punch you." Angel rushed the words out.
"Oh come on, Angel, it’s hilarious." Regina Written couched back from her best friend. "Plus I know you won’t hurt me." Reggie smiled as if it wasn’t offending.
From Reggie’s face it seemed like she was about to laugh again. Angel only looked out of the huge pane window that mirrored across from them. These girls were play fussing about their crushes. Still Angel’s mind loved to wonder. She really wanted a boyfriend so much that in fact she didn’t care who it was.
"So what do you think about the people that moved in next door?" Reggie hypered up while she waited for Angel to answer impatiently. "I would say cool or something but I haven’t seen them." Angel brushed back her long blonde hair with a ringed finger. She was simply fashionable.
"You haven’t Angie!" Reggie’s eyes grew larger than they normally were; Looking evermore childish. "No, why." She saw her friend bounce on the sofa they were sitting on. "You have to. They just moved in. oh, oh maybe they’ll go to Jefferson high, Like us!" her small nodding was like a bobble head. "Are they that cute?" Angel started to wonder how many they were there. Better yet, if they were boys.
"Yeah, you probably won’t like them though." Reggie simmered down like some invisible force pulled out her outlet. (If she was a robot or something. She was definably bipolar.) So they were boys! "And why not?" Angel hiked up a few octaves in defense. No one was going to tell her who likes or not.
"They are so cute but they’ re not your type plus…… they are sort of like well Mexican rockers. You know that type." Reggie whispered.
Angel didn’t know what to say. She didn’t hate or even dislike THOSE people, but she wasn’t attracted to them. Still she wanted to prove Reggie wrong, and she thought what Reggie was saying was totally missed up. Why is so many people prejudice? (Mostly teens.) They’re just people.
"Well I want to find out on my own." Angel had a strong determination that had given her the title of being overly stubborn.
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