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Paige Tanberry Almost immediately, a received a text back saying 'Take a photo of u and then send it 2 me.'. I checked myself in the mirror and took a photo of cowgirl me, Paige, then sent it to the Ellie Stanford girl. No text came back, maybe Ellie Stanford got put off by my profile. She wouldn't be one of THOSE people, right?... Ellie Stanford I sent back the text to a girl called Paige Tanberry and asked for her photo. She looks gorgeous! Angel strode in at that time so It slipped my phone into my silk black pocket while Angel was talking to Francesca about Francesca's page. What if Paige Tanberry thought I was put off by her profile? What if she thought I was one of THOSE people?... Paige We had family lunch but I seemed to have lost my appetite worrying about my new Text-Pal. Well, was she even my Text-Pal? The bacon got stuck in my throat and I choked a bit. It was only a bit but Skye started patting me, Summer brought a glass of water, Paddy(dad) passed me a bucket-he thought I would be sick- and Charlotte made me take deep breaths, as for Coco, she was outside playing. The bacon felt dry in my mouth and the water felt slippery and sly like a spy sliding into my body. Ewww! Lying on the small, comfy and squidgy beanbag in Skye and Summer's room, she thought carefully about the photo she sent, perhaps she should check with Summer and Skye first; they were great with fashion! Skye rummaged about in her vintage chest and found a less floppy brown hat and a printed blue dress, pinched at the waist. Finally, she drew out a pair of white wedges in which she thought suited Paige a bit more and didn't like much herself so gave the whole outfit as a gift to Paige. Paige accepted it gratefully, cooing at the relaxing feeling of the cotton. In the bathroom, Paige had changed, the dress felt perfect against her skin and she made a mental note to go shopping with Skye sometime. Preparing to get dumped with pink with Summer, she showed off the dress to the twins. With Skye's set, she would wear the light blue feathers. Snapping a photo with the background of Skye's window seat, Paige grinned a countryside grin. Ellie My phone just vibrated again! I patted my pocket and stroked my cream-coloured dress with a pink rose pinned. I hated this dress but Angel insisted I wear it for the day. I am so not going to snap away wearing this! Finally, I arrived back at home. I changed into white shorts and a frilly tank top and fastened my serpentine bracelet onto my arm. Wearing my strappy heels, I took a photo with a background of my large TV. Sent off, the photo whizzed onto the chat board for me and Paige. I hope that now she knows I'm not one of THOSE people! Paige Ooh! She's NOT one of THOSE people! I'm so glad! Paige and Ellie It's all a misunderstanding, or should I say, a misundertexting!
Today, my four-year-old sister's friend, Danny, and his Year1 sister, Jackie came to our house. We played many fun games, though there were always some disruptions... First, we ran upstairs to my room where we played Barbie, Danny was asleep so he didn't join in for that. Jackie and my sister, Becca laughed whenever I rose my voice in a comical way. We played that for a while, acting silly-for instance we poured the imaginary tea, from a miniscule teapot, onto each other's heads and dumped the Barbie dolls into my craft pot and shut them in there, pretending they were having a bath. Then, we got bored of that game. Next, we went into my bed/study room and played 'Mummy and Daddy' with my bunk bed. I was the mum and Jackie and Becca were kids. We would pretend to sleep and go to school in the morning, I'd be the teacher. We would mess about on my whiteboard and then pick randomly at my lolly sticks. Lastly, I would pick Jackie or Rebecca (sometimes both!) to be the 'Star of the Day'. We played that a few times when Danny woke up and trotted upstairs to find us. We had a new addition to the class and a brother who appeared in the family! Jackie and Danny's mum came and told them to go home but they managed to persuade her to let them stay for another 5miutes. We carried on until their mum said their dad was already home as it was 6:00; they found a way to persuade their mum for another 10 minutes! Quickly, we ran downstairs and pondered for a while about what to do next. I wanted to play ball out in the garden but my mum said that would make them cry when 10 minutes was up. In the end, we settled for a story called 'Dream Big, Little Pig!'. They all listened, entranced; Danny ate some grapes while HALF listening. As soon as I finished the story, 10 minutes was up. The persuading(also a bit of a strop) didn't work this time so they went home. I found myself actually a bit disappointed despite them being loads younger than me! They had to go so we waved 'bye' to them. Over all, today was fantastic and fun! It's nice playing with people smaller than me for a change! Bye!
Ellie Stanford In front of me stood the large glass building which was the office of Heart magazine. My tummy flipped over when I stepped into the light building, I was so excited just being in here. Last summer, I was chosen by the Chief Editor, Angel, to help out. Now I go every holiday! It's the best job a fourteen year old could get! "Hi there Pea-are-no!" I called out, pronouncing Piano's name the way she liked it. Piano was just a normal worker and she didn't get on very well with me. Piano glanced up from her screen and sneered, "Oh, it's you again." and then re-read her article. "Do you know where my laptop is?" I asked searching for my shiny silver laptop. Piano pointed on dark-blue painted nail at a tidy desk in the next office. I beamed at her and walked out of that room/office and into the next. "Hello Francesca!" I smiled, sitting down on the comfy red chair. Francesca smiled back and then started to type furiously. It was just a normal busy day at Heart offices. Paige Tanberry Summer, Skye(they're twins), Coco and I were at the fair. I was there wondering if one of my paintings were chosen for the competition. I shuffled past stalls and my eyes flickered over adverts when something caught my eye. A new Heart magazine was coming out the day after tomorrow! I grinned, sipping my strawberry-flavoured Frappuccino whilst walking over to the lea. My sisters were already there, obviously bored. Flopping down onto the grass, I spilled the news as we were all fans of the Heart magazine. They promised to help me persuade Paddy(our dad) and Charlotte(our mum). As we walked home together, we guessed what might be featuring, girl bands, boy bands, shoes, clothes etc.... Heart never let us down no matter what was featured. Soon we would have some delicious gossip to sink our teeth into... Ellie As soon as I logged in, an email from Angel pinged up. I double-clicked it and there were only four words 'Come to my office.'. I gulped, smoothing down my dress and hoping that my make-up was ok. "You're fine!" Francesca said, making me more confident as I walked out of the heavy glass doors. Gulp... Knocking on Angel's heavy wooden door, I wished for no lectures. "Ye-es?" a soft, gentle voice answered. Anyone new would be deceived as Angel was like a kitten, soft and cute, but hiding razor sharp claws, in this case, a sharp tongue. I stepped in. "You were going to check me?" I said, speaking as confidently as possible. Angel nodded, she looked me up and down, taking in the make-up, clothes and shoes. "You look satisfactory. Go now and if you have any last minute ideas, see me or email." Angel replied in a crystal clear voice. She closed a drawer in her desk and began tapping the keys on her computer, taking care not to chip the dark pink nail varnish on her perfectly manicured hands. I gave a sigh of relief once I was back in my seat, a whole magazine page on the screen in front of me. My turquoise-coloured iPhone 4s vibrated in my silk black dress pocket. I smoothed down my rope-like belt with long extra bits with tassels hanging down. I shuffled my leather-cow-girl-boots encased feet, awkward in case anyone heard. A text had arrived from my friend Hannah, a text, that just gave me an idea! TextPals... Paige Charlotte took me shopping and I found some gorgeous feathers that you can weave into your hair. I pleaded Charlotte to buy me five of each colour that 'Crow's Nest' were selling. She rolled her eyes but still bought it. After that, I found a colourful checked button-up shirt, tight jeans and cow-girl-boots. Guess what! She bought them for me! Charlotte is the best mother ever! At home, I ran upstairs in secret, changed into my new clothes and weaved in the brown and white feathers. When I went down, my sisters were so jealous! But really, Skye suited vintage dresses and floppy hats more, Summer suited pink things more and Coco looked best in a casual top and some jeans. I was wearing this to go and buy Heart! Ellie After I planned out the TextPals page, I typed it up on the magazine page. After double-checking it looked alright, I called Francesca over to triple-check. With her to say 'excellent', I had a higher chance with Angel. After I sent off the page, lunch break bell rang, so I checked my messages from Han(Hannah). Loads of texts but not one seemed caring. Han usually sent loads of CARING ones, not ones about her and Jasmine(Jas). Hmmm... Paige It's the day! I am snuggled up in bed reading Heart and there's this awesome page called 'PenPals, No, TextPals, Yes!' It's all about staying together using texts, not letters. The writer wrote her number and said she would text back if she wanted to keep in touch. Also, if your looking for a pal, send your number, name and what type of person you want to Heart Offices, 9 on Fabulouso Road, SW27 9HM (one way to remember HM is Heart Magazine). I liked the sound of Ellie Stanford so I texted her all about me, stuff like name, age, likes, dislikes etc. She texted back! I'm officially friends with her! We agreed to meet up sometime, depending on what our parents say! Ellie and Paige TextPals 4eva! Awesome!
"That's my book!" May Hunt(13) yelled, her dark Italian hair swishing behind her. April Hunt(12) tugged at the book equally hard, flicking her dark brown fringe off her face. A beautiful woman with long dark brown hair stood in the doorway, grey, misty eyes resting on April's similar hair. The woman smiled and called "Dinner!", brushing back her fringe. A handsome man was setting the table, dark Italian hair the most handsome feature. May Hunt's hair was exactly like her father's but her grey, misty eyes were her mother's. April Hunt had her mother's dark brown hair but her father's mesmerizing green eyes. Little did May know about what was going to happen... Ghost purred on May's lap, tail tickling April's chin. Black was curling up by Ivy, May and April's gorgeous-inside-out mother, while Hunt rubbed itself against Ivy's other leg. April was giggling about her first day of secondary while May was looking forward to her trip to Aunt Thalia's. Oscar, their handsome-inside-out father, was emailing his colleagues about the Grand Opening of the new fun park called 'Catch'. Oscar was a fun park&ride maker and he was always involved in the Grand Opening. Ivy was recalling that today was the day it happened when she was 13 years old. The whole family was absorbed in their own thoughts and no one noticed the storm brewing outside. The storm carried on, stopping abruptly-TOO abruptly-at midnight. What was going on?... The next morning, May's parents weren't there sitting. Thinking that they probably just went out shopping, she carried on her usual schedule. She buttered the scones and called April down for breakfast. April pattered down the marble stairs in her champagne slippers, stuffed her breakfast and washed it down with orange juice, then flopped down on the sofa to sleep. May pulled on her hoody and then walked out. May cycled out to visit Aunt Thalia. The sun was stinging her back like a bee while the shade was darkening the world like grey clouds. May wore her red converse trainers and a peach pink hoody. She wore cheap light blue jeans and a black digital watch. 'What was it her mum was scared about?' she thought, pedalling until she saw a dinky little cottage. May walked her bike through the gates and locked it up. The window was open and the smell of burnt baked mince and tatties floated out. May knocked on the door but there was no answer. 'What if something happened?' she worried, looking around. It was scarily silent and not busy, there were no adults at all. She ran to the window and stepped onto the sill. May slid in to find a burnt lunch on the stove. Quickly, she switched off the fire and peered in. Half expecting to see Aunt Thalia napping, May crept into the living room to be welcomed by emptiness. 'What was going on?' she thought, 'I'll ride home to check.' and she rode her bike back home. Unlocking the door, she saw April standing anxiously in the doorway. "Where's Mum?" April whispered in a hoarse voice, her turquoise blackberry in her hand. May hugged her, tears spilling. "They've disappeared! I know it! That's what mum was scared of!" April screamed, her bunches damp with tears "All the adults! Every single one o' them! Cowards! Why are they hiding?". May stayed silent, weeping into April's shoulder. April threw her arms around May and cried and cried and cried. "I've phoned them. Mrs Jenkins, Mr Bill, Old Penelope, mum and even dad. They're gone." she whispered "They're gone. G.O.N.E. I tell you.". The girls nicked some food from the fridge and microwaved it. They ate lunch in silence. They ate dinner in silence. They had their showers in silence and they went to sleep in silence. The two of them snuggled together at night and cried themselves to sleep. It was fine until midnight. Lightning struck at midnight then it all disappeared. The next morning, Oscar and Ivy were sitting at the table, hand in hand. They were delighted to be back at their house so as to see their daughter's again. "Mum! Dad! Golly! You're back! April! Sleepy worm! Ape! Get yourself down 'ere!" May exclaimed, frozen to the spot on the expensive Persian carpet. April ran downstairs, squealing like a nine year-old again. The three cats were already curled up on the parents. There was a wonderful heart-breaking reunion as they hugged. "I'm just glad we're freed!" the parents exclaimed. Aaaawwwwww!
Dear Diary,,, Today, is a very normal Sunday. The aroma of bacon and eggs wafted into my room. Sugar was having a lie-in(chatting to her friends) so I didn't know what to do. Capri and Cassia would be sleeping, ready for their delicious brunch. Willa would be up, hair in style and about to walk her dog. "'lo Willa? Can I come walk Pluto with you?" I whispered into my mobile. I had my long dark hair(everyone says I look Italian) tied into a swishy ponytail, a rose coloured off-shoulder top was worn on top of a sleeveless powder blue dress. It doesn't sound good but everyone says looks perfect on me. Woven wedges were matched to top it all off. I stuffed down the bacon and eggs and drank the orange juice. Wiping my mouth, I suddenly thought 'Why not make the most of my Italian-ness?'. I hurried out into the sun and on my way to the park to meet Willa and her dog Pluto, I saw a dog-shop and a cute Yorkshire terrier barking inside a silver cage. Immediately, I knew it was MY dog! Now next Saturday and stroking Saskia, I got home and begged and begged my mum for the Yorkshire terrier. She bought it but we had to wait for 6 days while the dog had it's checks and stuff. She's now my dog, Saskia! Woohoo! Sweet Saskia! Check out Sweet and Sour!
Dear diary,,, I'm back with important news to tell you. The 'The Sweet House' 's grand opening is tomorrow! The clothes are all sorted. Me and Sugar(my big sis) are wearing silk, light pink dresses that are soft and floaty with pictures of a red lollipop and fluffy pink wool decorating the hem of our dresses. The dress goes down to our knees and we had to wear short white socks matched cleverly with pale pink flats. It's so sweet and candy-ish! Still Thursday but now in the afternoon, Mum said I ought to miss school till the business has started but, NO WAY if I'm not even allowed to text my best friends, Cassia, Capri and Willa! Cassia and Capri are identical twins (they're in the same class because their eyes are different colours and their hair's slightly different as well) and they are also my best friends. Willa's more normal, like me and she has a younger brother called Max. Cassia has gorgeous red-y brown hair while Capri has strawberry blonde-y brown hair. The difference makes them two twins look quirky and funky. Cassia has mischievous green eyes but Capri has sunny blue eyes. My eyes are kind of grey-ish blue. There dress sense is cool and literally identical to each others. Willa has silky brown hair, one side a bit tufty and the other side straighter. She calls it her Willa-Signature style and deliberately puffs the tufty side and combs straight the straighter side. She has grey eyes that always glint. Her dress sense is normal-jeans and stuff- but she, like Capri and Cassia, both suit any clothing. I invited them to Friday 3:00 's 'The Sweet House' 's grand opening. They all decided to wear matching candy pink skirts with white blouses. This is so exciting! Friday 2:50pm, I'm all dressed! Today, the teacher told us that because the grand opening(yes, she actually told the whole class) we could all go home at 1:00. My friends will be here soon! Ding Dong! Oh, they're here! Wait a sec... Friday 10:00pm, They're parents agreed for us to sleepover at mine today! We snuck downstairs, even Sugar did, and grabbed a bag. Filling it up with leftover sweets(my parents are going to make more on Sunday-Saturday(a week)), we tiptoed upstairs and stuffed our faces. Sugar offered to bring us all a small cup of C2 coke and when she came in, we heard a noise. I pushed the tray under the bed and Sugar stood normally over me, Capri, Cassia and Willa. "What are you doing Suge, darling?" hissed my mum. "I was checking on them, I'll be quiet, don't worry. I'm gonna stay for a while because I think they might be thirsty after today." came my perfect sister's whisper. Mum sighed and closed the door quietly. As soon as mum left, we took out the tray and sipped our coke. I washed down the stickiness with fizzy, cold coke. Running for our toothbrushes and toothpaste, I worried. Finally, when we all re-brushed our teeth and gurgled some water. We washed our mouths with clean water and fell asleep...zzzz... I think I have a sweet tooth! Catch up on my next diary, Sweet Saskia!
"We're going to open a sweet shop?!" I cried, mouth hanging down just as far as it could possibly go and my eyes rounder than anything in the world. I hugged my mum so tight I think if I hadn't let go, she'd have suffocated! I ran upstairs and pulled out my top drawer. Rummaging about, I finally found my notepad and my special pencil; I found them in my box of chocolates at Surprises are Sweet. Crunching on a Toblerone triangle, I doodled a nice little shop with lemon yellow and pink fabric rain-shelter and a pink and blue sweetie sign hanging down. "Bedtime Vanilla!" mum shouted. Dear diary,,, Vanilla, my name, was chosen because they love vanilla and as for my poor sister, Sugar, well, that's her business. I'm writing now because I'm so busy at daytime. Yawn. It's ten now so, night night diary. Thursday morning, Gosh! We're in such a rush! Mum said we're going to buy the shop next to us and we're going to be late for the appointment. I'm not in a rush and neither is Sugar, so mum's shouting. Urgh! But anyway, I'm used to getting shouted at and I'm on cloud nine that we're going to start a shop! Afternoon, We had, well me and my best sister ever Sugar, had banana pancake and a can (shared) of C2 coke. Although Sugar is already 15 and could easily just ignore me, she doesn't. She stands up for me even if she knows she'll get told off as well. I stand up for her as well so we make a perfect team. We've bought the shop and mum's baking lollies while she left us, the SugarVanilla team to make toffee/chocolate apples. Gran came earlier and she's helping make homemade marshmallows. Sweet smells are fillin' the air... Midnight, Sugar saved some of the sweets which mum gave her to taste-test (she didn't give me some because I was busy designing the labels and not helping out by making toffee/chocolate apples with Sugar) so now we're having a midnight feast, I mean midnight taste-test. Oh, my tummy! Zzzzzz... Friday morning, Hi diary! This is great! We are now decorating the shop and they've bought a lemon-yellow and pink striped fabric for the rain-shelter. They also bought me a large cream coloured card and I'm drawing a multi-colour house made from sweets as our logo. Underneath, in a pink felt-tip, I wrote our slogan- 'Treat yourself to a Sweet House'-and then picked up the scissors. Once I'd cut out the picture(don't worry, I didn't cut the slogan separately) leaving a 30cm space of white as the border so there was still white all around it, I stood back to admire my hard work. My job was done so now I have to go meet the others(if anyone else finished) at the café. Friday lunch, Everyone else hasn't finished and they suggested we have lunch and go back to our house and wait for them there. Me and Sugar-because she got to the café at the same time as me-had a burger, fries and Pepsi. Then, we went home to take forty winks. Just saying... The next Thursday, The shop is sweet! We have everything done: The sweets \/(check) Decoration \/ First customer~ cross First coins~ cross Catch up on the next diary-Sweet tooth
Smiling, Alexia Yuki made her way to the stage, held the heavy glass trophy high above her head and carried it back home. That day was the day of the fair and now that the awards ceremony was finished, it was the talk of the day. Alexia polished her 'Talented young child' glass trophy and stared at it. "Lexi!" a cheerful voice shouted and behind Alexia appeared her best friend Chantal Rose. The two best friends hugged and then flopped down on the two red bean bag chair-things. Squishing the bag, Chantal enjoyed the feeling of being at Alexia's house and breathed in the aroma-filled air. Alexia grinned madly and shouted "I WON A TROPHY!" at the top of her voice and then dragged Chantal downstairs and outside. The two of them fussed over Alexia's dog, Pluto and made space for Fyn, Alexia's twin brother when he came to play catch with Pluto. Fyn tossed a stick in the air and let Pluto slip off to get it. "It's gran's birthday and we've gotta go live with her as a treat." he informed, flicking his fringe out of his eye. Alexia nodded, slipping Pluto a dog treat. Chantal gasped, "You're actually OK with this? This isn't permanent, right?" as she jumped up from the grass. Her long brown hair swinging behind her and the rose in her hair fixing the top part. Alexia rolled her eyes and without speech, Chantal received the message. Not permanent. Texting, Alexia was bored to death. Her eyes scanned for the letters and pressed them with her newly-painted aqua blue nails. Fyn was drumming his fingers on the sofa, not bothering to start a conversation with birthday gran. Passing Fyn a tenner, she offered to let him go by a football or something. When Fyn was gone, gran offered Alexia a tenner as well. Knowing her manners, she didn't accept it but gran pressed it into her hands and pushed her to the door. "Buy a treat. Some lemon bonbons or pear drops or something. Get a comic or whatever you call those girly things." she called as Alexia ran out of the door. At the corner shop, the red and yellow pear drops shone at Alexia and the stripy and colourful chocolate satins glittered at Alexia. Grabbing a handful of pear drops, two handfuls of chocolate satins and a tiny handful of lemon bonbons, she dumped them in her basket. 'Girl's Life' stood out at her and in a flash, she whipped them into her basket. Bored once again, she joined the queue. Fyn was back with a pair of brand new football boots and a football bouncing at his side. Alexia scattered the sweets and everyone lunged forward and grabbed handfuls to eat. Alexia's hand plunged into the sweets pile and grabbed the chocolate satins. Stuffing them in her mouth, she flicked open the 'G.L.(Girl's Life)' magazine and choked on her water at the photo. Fyn ran over to the flowery armchair and coughed at the photo. Alexia was there with the trophy high above her head. Her aqua nails were dry now so she rubbed her nails against her cheeks in excitement. Her gran congratulated her and said she could share the excitement with gran for another week. It was all arranged! Groan!
Paulette gazed at the photo of her when she was a toddler; she clutched a coke bottle. Unscrewing it, she thought about what happened at school. She took a swig of the fizzy cherry coke and smiled. Everything seemed better after a drink of coke. Her mother was a dentist so there were no worries about yellow teeth and her father was a doctor there were no worries about health. Paulette's sister was gorgeous and was studying for fashion designing and make up artistry. What a family! The next day, Ambre pinned Paulette's hair into a loose bun and clipped a fringe with a coke bottle. Paulette glugged down the sweet vanilla coke and dropped it into the bin. She still kept the lids and they always said 'Coca Cola' or 'Vanilla Coke' etc. It was her second day at Twilight Academy and she found some friends. Wearing a dyed-shirt where the two colours, magenta and peacock blue blended together and leggings that is a beautiful wine purple, she was ready to stun the girls. Groups of girls were sitting together, sharing gossip and nibbling their lunch. Bunches of boys were sitting together, laughing at jokes and shouting things. Paulette sat with Alexia, Zoe and Clare. We tucked into our lunch and drank our coke together. "Hey," Paulette suddenly exclaimed "We could form a Coke Club!". Zoe held up her bottle and smiled. Alexia and Clare did the same after they drank in the thought. Clinking bottles with each other, the form was filled, the applications were sorted and there was no need to talk things over now. They were the Coke Club. Whizz...whizz. Paulette took out four coke lids and placed them on her badge-making machine. That afternoon, she had written a list of the girls favourite flavoured coke and brought it home to turn into Coke Club badges. Alexia had begged for a Coca Cola Raspberry badge-no problem, Paulette had a lid for that. Zoe asked for a Coca Cola C2 badge-fine with Paulette who had a badge for almost every flavour. Clare pleaded for a Coca Cola Lime badge-Paulette whisked one out immediately. Finally, Paulette took out her soon-to-be Coca Cola Black Cherry Vanilla lid. That badge was the finishing badge. With that, the Coke Club began, each member had a Coke badge on their favourite flavour. Yum!
I brushed my long hair and swirled it into a doughnut bun. I pulled out hair from the sides to make me look nice. Jennifer pleaded me to do her hair for her so after I finished mine, I sat behind her. Pulling the brush through her hair, I swept it onto her head like a bun but pulled out a lot of hair so that the bun was mini. Today was Saturday and it was a no school day. All the Goldrocks students were either having a lie-in, preparing to go out or already out. I pulled on a black skirt that had lightning strikes, pink hearts and spiky, yellow stars. Above that, I pulled on a colourful checked, button-up shirt. Jennifer was in the bathroom, brushing her clean teeth so I could change in here. I didn't need tights because the weather was fantastic so I slipped on some you-don't-need-socks trainers. Jennifer came out so it was her turn to change. It was squeezy in the bus and people kept on bumping into us. Jennifer kept on smoothing her emerald-green top and patting her peach puffy, layered skirt. Her feet kept on shuffling so I guess it was awkward for her as well. I stared down at her brown boots until it was our stop. Hurrying down the stairs, I secretly looked forward to going to Dress to Impress. Dress to Impress was a fashion centre where you dress nicely to have a chat or a makeover. Jennifer had a friend called Nessa who studies there, as a fashion designer. I was really nervous about meeting Nessa. At Dress to Impress, Nessa was already waiting there. Nessa was a beauty queen！She actually looked at me and said "You're looking good!". I thanked her and Jennifer mentioned that it was me who did her hair! It was so embarrassing! At least I met a new friend! We got back rather late and Jennifer surprised me by asking the Cook whether we could have a cup of lemonade and some of her chocolate fudge brownies. Cook agreed and actually told us that if we're ever hungry, we can go to her and she'll find something to let us snack on! This school rocks! Definitely! The next day, we had a lie-in. Ok, more like Jen(Jennifer) had a lie-in while I feasted on lemonade and brownies. Jen suggested I put on some make up and she'd see when she woke up; I just put a slick of cherry lip gloss and a tiny bit of mascara though. When I finished my delicious breakfast, I phoned my mum and she sounded alright! She said the flat was not bad. Well I said this school was definitely not at all bad! It was terrific! Jen woke up and gaped at me and the make up. I wiped it off with cleansing wipes and she started gabbling on about how gorgeous I was with make-up on, even just that bit. Well, I think I have made 3 friends, Cook, Nessa and Jen.
I zipped up my suitcase and pulled it out of the room. Without a glance back, I dragged my suitcases and bags downstairs. I stepped into the taxi and allowed my things to be piled and shoved so that they would squeeze mine in as well. My mum sat next to me and I slipped my hand into hers, shaking. Not wanting to move, we were forced to because of my boarding school. New York, here I come... At the airport, my tummy was rumbling and my cheeks were aching from smiling at all the assistants, pretending I was fine. We ran into the plane, worried we would be forced to wait because of being to late. Luckily, the journey went well. Clink clink! 5 dollars dropped into the taxi's hand as I set off on my own towards Goldrocks Boarding School. I was off. Mrs Halliday, a kind lady who helps us for everything, showed me to my room. The uniform was my size and crisp and clean. On the top bunk in my room was a red-haired girl listening to music. I unpacked in my drawer and half cupboard when the girl called. "Newbie! What's your name?" she asked, wrenching out her earphones. I mumbled, "Casey Quinn" and then I snuggled into bed. The next morning, it was raining cats and dogs. I pushed open the window and breathed in the fresh air. The girl tapped me on the shoulder and mouthed, 'I'm Jennifer." still listening to music. I pulled the windows shut and nodded. The lessons went well, I was give a 600-paged history book, a 365-paged science book, a 200-paged literacy book and a 200-paged maths book. I tucked the books under my duvet so I would remember to read it that night, then, went out for recess. It would be awkward as I don't have any friends apart from Jennifer-who would most likely be in her own friend bunch. I square my shoulders, ready for recess. Many kids sat in groups, talking about 'The Lone Ranger' or were squeezing around a brightly-coloured comic. Girls were skipping along, whispering secrets and gossiping about magazines. The boys were running about, still pulling some girls' pigtails or playing football. In a corner, listening to music and reading a book, sat a girl. I walked over, soon realising it was Jennifer! Tapping her shoulder, I sat down on my ruby-red skirt. My gold-coloured blouse was still clean and crisp, but Jennifer's was mud-patched. "What happened?" I queried. She refused to tell me until night-time. "My friends dumped me," she began, not crying at all "For being friends with you, but I don't regret it."! She hugged me. I knew what she meant, best friends forever. A good start to a new school.
Captain Underpants actually Mr Krupp, chants, 'Is there a spotty red curtain?' and with his curtain-cape flew to Merton!
Dreamer Ballerina by Sarah Rubin 'All you need is a dream and two feet!'. Somehow, poor Casey Quinn will get to New York and show off her dancing. She needs the money to get there, but how will she get it? Her horrible enemy seems to be good and has a high chance of getting in, to beat her would take a thousand classes and that's what Casey hasn't got. How will she get there? How will she get in? Casey Quinn has no idea how she'd going to do it... Let this book take you to Casey's world of dreams and shatter you when Casey falls. Follow this book onto cloud nine with Casey leaping over the moon and fall down into the dumps when Casey's forced underground. A perfect read for girls aged 10+. For this book, for Casey and Sarah Rubin, they're all 5 stars!
Autumn began that very Saturday with the temperature 17 degrees exactly. My (call me Ralph) grandfather took me and Ffion to 'New Fashion' to buy us some clothes. He was a very rich man and often treated me to nice things-for instance, gems and pearls-that I chose. I hadn't been to 'New Fashion' for ages and me and Ffion were dazed at the beauties on display. We had stepped out of the silver Porsche when we were frozen with awe. I grabbed Ffion and we ran up to the clean, clear windows. Pressing our hands against the cool surface, we admired the dresses and shoes. Ralph dragged us into the shop and we just literally turned statue-still. There were gorgeous dresses and beautiful accessories. It was as good as 'Ciao Bella!' but more expensive, a lot more! A pretty red-haired assistant walked over to us and asked the usual 'Can I help you?'. "A dress, a necklace, an earing, shoes." I stuttered, feeling butterflies flying in my tummy. Ffion had gone quiet, eyes staring at the assistant. "Danique! Is Clea here? S'il vous plait revenir! (Please come back! in French)". Danique swept Ffion into a reunion hug and gave a nod which came with a reply, "Oui(Yes)! Clea is here working!" also accompanied by my confused glances. So it went on until Ralph cut in. Happily, Danique and Clea checked our sizes, eye colour, hair colour and skin colour, then, went off to hunt out some perfect dresses, earrings, those sort and shoes. Meanwhile, Ffion explained that Danique and Clea left home after an argument with their mum. They switched mobile numbers and stopped letting on where they were on 'Facebook'. In fact, they just stopped contact. The police searched for a while, then, gave up. It was all over the news, Ffion and her family's faces plastered on the papers. Finally, Clea and Danique were found here. Just then, they arrived with two dresses, two earrings, two necklaces and two pairs of shoes. Danique and Clea were also dressed beautifully; they were the fashion stars. The three sisters had peachy skin with red hair. Their lips were cherry-red and Ffion's eyes were emerald green, Clea and Danique's eyes were sapphire blue. Clea was dressed in a honey coloured tunic with black leggings and azure pumps. Danique was dressed in a hang-y silk, cream top with denim shorts. Her shoes were brown, low woven wedges. Totally different styles. For Ffion, she had a deep emerald green top that was matched with skinny blue, knee-length denim shorts. Brown peep-toe sandals were easily matched. I had the most gorgeous off-shoulder yellow top with turquoise shorts and sky-blue sandals. We went away, satisfied and now the beach girls have fashion goddesses to help them. Perfecto! No more Beach Girl-... series to come. This is the last one.
貝貝的腦子，一直是我們摸不清楚的地方，平常跟她說話，有時候聽不懂。聽不懂，她就生气。真烦啊！今天，圓圓叫爸b聽圓圓选的歌可是爸b说他太老了。貝貝就说‘老了也可以聽啊！’。貝貝好好笑哦！ Melody and Mummy both wrote this!
Jamie wobbled in the air. How long could he last with balancing? How would he explain to his mum about this? Jamie tried to move but he didn't know how to control his flying. Confused, he dived down to his bed. That seemed to do it! He dived, meaning it might work if he acted like he was swimming! Jamie paddled in the aroma-filled air and opened the door. Then, he dived down the stairs to face... "Aaaaaahhhhh!" his mum screamed; the bacon was left on the frying pan, frizzling away, as if wanting to get away from the hot pan. Jamie's mum fainted on the spot with a CRASH! Mr Supero, Jamie's dad who had a feeling this would happen since Jamie's birthday (in the morning 5:47 that very peculiar Sunday), came rushing downstairs. "Jamie. You have inherited your great, great, great, great, great, great-" "OK! I think I get it. I don't need to know exactly how many greats there are," Jamie interrupted, swimming towards his delicious breakfast and turning the fire off. "Such a shame the bacon's burnt. We're just going to have to make do with eggs then." Jamie continued, feeling delighted to have inherited a special power that made him fly. He attacked his food and then washed down the last bits with some orange juice. Contented, he flew back upstairs for a nap. Jamie dreamed. He dreamed he was on a mountain with two oldies. "Jamie. You have completed your mission. You have made your mum see the powerful powers in us-if she still remembers after her faint-and made your father, my great, great, great, great, great, great-" "OK! I think I get it. My mission was to let my mum know about YOUR powers?! Fine! I'm going to wake up." and with that, Jamie pinched himself and awoke with a bruise on his arm. At least that was evidence that that wasn't a dream. He really flew and scared his mum!
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That very week was the last week of summer, at 31.2 degrees precisely. My birthday had passed for a week now and the peach jacket that Ffion gave me was starting to come in useful. She noticed that I often wore pink jackets so she bought me one for my birthday. The other presents were those 99p ones despite Jess and Amazon having loads of money! I slung my bag over my shoulder and shoved my new leather purse into it. Zipping up the comfortable peach-coloured jacket, I grabbed my 'Beach Girls Stuff' list of what we would need so that I could contribute on helping buy the things. The three of us(looks like it is actually four because of Jess) agreed to meet up at 'Ciao Bella!' to buy some fashion-y things, that is, we would meet up if we still wanted to be the Beach Girls... I was trembling with shock. Jess had gone off with Amazon and now Amazon and Jess didn't want to be the Beach Girls anymore. Ffion was crying, her mascara running and purple lipstick smudging. I brought her to the toilets and lent her my make up wipes. She wiped it off and then almost got set off again by me saying "You look, well, y-you know-". My first thought was to attempt telling her how she looked gorgeous in her way but I stopped myself. She probably just needed peace. I bought some more wipes and bought her a hot-chocolate to calm her. Then, home we went in silence. "Jess! How could you do this to her?!" I screamed down the phone. I could feel my hot breath bouncing back at me. The black phone was steaming up with the hotness in my angry breath. A sarcastic voice replied with a simple answer, "So?" and then sighed as if I did something stupid. I shook my head, not bothering to carry on my this horrible conversation with my EX friend. Slamming the phone down, I ran upstairs to have a lemon-flavoured salt water taffy. 'A taffy a day, keeps saddy away' I read, tearing off the wrapper and wondering if it was true. Then, I had a taffy-tastic idea... The next day, I popped into my grandma's shop called, 'Book and Taffy'. I bought two cherry-cordials and two taffies, the two cordials with the words m8s and 4eva on the wrapping and the two taffies each with one word of either beach or gals on the wrapping as well. I called Ffion out to the beach for a snack. A quick, sweet snack. I pulled on my jacket and looked out at the rain from the glass wall of my study room. I hoped Ffion would cheer up! The rain stopped as soon as Ffion came. I offered her taffy and told her to check the wrapper. In sparkly gel pen the word gals shone at her. I took out my wrapper and in a glitter gel pen the word beach shone out. We put the taffies together and made the words 'Beach Gals'. We tore off the wrapper and left it in the basket then we snacked on the cherry-cordials. The wrapper she got said 4eva and mine said m8s the, again, we put them together to make 'm8s 4eva'. We threw the wrappers behind us as a symbol of 'it's done now' and laughed at a joke. From Gloomy Sunday to Delightful Monday. Prologue Behind the two laughing girls, Jessica Samantia and Amazon Gazilliona stood. The wrappers flew into their hands and they read it. With only two of each one, they both knew, not needing to talk, that Ffion Zanyfyk and Jennifer Beachae were over with them. Feeling a pang of guilt, they walked their separate ways, knowing the Beach Girls would be safe with just Ffion and Jennifer. This is not the end! Look out for the other books!
Dear Diary, On the 22nd of April 2013, I went to the Royal Albert Hall! My whole year group(year 5) participated in a choir with other schools to sing in a concert at the Royal Albert Hall. I was supposed to go with them but I realised that the string orchestra I was in was supposed to play our own song called Battalia a10 composed by Biber and Proud accompanied with the choir singing along. I felt so proud! I had to get there earlier than my school because I went separately with the string orchestra. We gathered at Chaucer Centre with our instruments and lunch with snacks and when everyone was there, Debra(a main leader of the string orchestra) led us to where our coach was waiting. It was really a secondary school bus but it was awesome! The four double basses and some bigger cellos were put into the back of the bus while some smaller cellos, medium-sized cellos and violins were kept with their owners, US! The coach was epic, it was like a plane because there were lights and that sort on the ceiling and seat belts with a small tray with a hole to put a cup that unfolds from the back of the chair in front of you. The journey took ages! When we got there, we walked in from entrance 3 and walked through corridors. I thought we'd never reach dressing room 8, our own dressing room. As soon as we got in, we placed our instruments on some racks and found a space to sit and put our lunches. We were already dressed so we just sat and chatted, eating some tiny snacks. We had a quick rehearsal in the actual hall on the actual stage! Then, we played Proud with the brass, woodwind and percussion orchestra. We went back, chatted, ate a few more snacks and tuned our instruments again to be ready. It seemed an age until we met with the choir to rehearse. After that, we had our lunch and, finally, we got to the time. There was chatter everywhere as we tuned again and practised a few scales to warm up. It was all dark when we went out to do the actual evening performance. I was scared, nervous, excited, can't-believe-it, happy, proud and a whole other mixture of feelings. When we finished, Ed, another string leader took us back to our dressing room to change tops. Then, he took me up loads of stairs and through loads of corridors back to my school part, who were located in sort of watching seats but right next to the stage. The next hour and a bit whizzed past and soon, I was in bed, sleeping.
"To be a photographer, you've got to 'Make it Snappy!" Clare, the coach, shouted as she eyed all the photographers up and down. Willa-Heart felt her heart beat extremely quickly. Passing the test would be hard with a coach like this. She stroked her red camera and instantly felt calmed. The sea breeze blew at her face, making her squeeze her eyes tight. "You, young lady. Eyes open! You can come first." a voice shouted from above. Willa opened her eyes anxiously and followed Clare. 'This is going to be a long exam.' she thought. Supper was silent without Willa chatting. Willa had run upstairs the minute she came in and insisted she wasn't hungry. Eventually, Rosie, who was the best cook/baker in the world, muttered something about going to check on Willa. Rosie hurried upstairs, face creasing into a frown every second. She opened the door slowly and there was Willa, glugging down hot cocoa with sticky, sweet marshmallow cream on top. Her red camera was lying on her bed, a single teardrop on top. Rosie sat down and reached in her pocket for a cream and nutmeg pie and gave it to Willa. Willa took the pie and scoffed it down, choking on the last bite. Rosie tucked Willa in after Willa had finished her drink. Things had not gone well... The next morning, Willa gladly allowed Rosie into her room, while forcing down the blueberry muffin. Rosie pushed and pushed until she finally pushed out the problem. "ClarethinksthatmeandmyenemySarahareboth-" "Whoa! Slow down! So, who is Clare?" Rosie cut in, confused into drinking the water that was meant for Willa. Willa explained very slowly that she and Sarah, her enemy, were fighting for the last place in the photography exam. Willa was sure Clare would choose Sarah and Willa didn't know what to do. Rosie smiled, glad that it was just a small problem. "So," she said "What is the main weak point you both share?...". On Friday, the day Sarah and Willa were going to take the exam again, Willa was prepared to beat Sarah. She gave Clare a cream and nutmeg pie and some cocoa to drink while examining them. Sarah gave Clare a burnt looking sausage and grinned smugly at Willa. The exam began... . Sarah went first, but she fiddled around until she found the right buttons and the OK place, then she snapped. Next went Willa, who adjusted the PERFECT place and got the right buttons in a split second! She snapped... That Sunday, the results were up. Willa scanned the board near the button and didn't find Sarah but found HERSELF! Clare walked out to the delighted face of Willa and the annoyed face of Sarah and said, "To be a photographer,", "You've got to Make it Snappy!" .
I wrenched my brush through my hair, muttering about my crazy uncle's new invention. "What stupid hair-comber?!" I muttered, stuffing my mobile into my shoulder-bag and slinging the bag over my chest. My Uncle Albert was always inventing new things and they were crazy. Today we were going to have Sunday lunch with him. At the metal table, I was getting stuffed with salad. My Uncle Alert's (let's just miss out the 'b' in Albert alright?) feeding invention was stuffing me without stopping. I banged my fist on the off button and pushed the machine away. "I'm full. Going to go explore!" I exclaimed, trying to sound upbeat. I slipped upstairs and wailed regrettably about agreeing to Sunday lunch. That was when I saw it... There were some bricks that were pushed out of an open wall! Of course, being the most curious person on earth, I crept in. Under a dusty, purple cloth, was a time-travelling machine! Running my fingers over the detailed patterns, I gasped. My hand pressed the 'ON' button uncontrollably and sped it's way across the years. I was so curious about why my dad left my me to my mum that I pressed year 1999, the year before I was born. I shuffled into the space and... Shouting and slamming filled the dull, smelly flat and a lady with red eyes walked in. I hesitated, not knowing whether she could see me or not. She walked right past me and picked up the phone. "Hello? Yes, it's Mrs Javina. ......Uh huh, so I have to check my baby today? Do I want to tell my husband? No no, it's fine. Thanks, bye.". I screamed with shock, my dad upset my mum so much and didn't notice her tummy? I stormed out the flat, half expecting her to follow and ask what I thought I was doing but I half didn't. I tucked myself into a burger that I nicked from McDonalds and thought how much I disliked my dad. Then, I realised how tiring time-travelling had been and fell into a deep sleep. I woke up to the sound of a sorrowful voice, almost begging and pleading; suddenly, I recognised it as my mum's voice! I stared at her puffy eyes and runny mascara and I felt a pang of guilt for the times I shouted at her. "Stop! She has a baby! She has me! Stop shouting!" I shouted, desperate to be heard, I wanted to help her get over it. Then, I realised I could! I ran all the way to my Uncle's house and knocked on the glass door. No one came. I sneaked into the open window and saw a handsome young man fiddling with the time machine. I pressed 'ON' and pressed 2013, glad my Uncle had already made that year. As soon as I stepped in, I obviously became visible since my Uncle stared at me then shouted something. Too late because I was beginning to feel my energy being drawn out of me again... I was standing outside the room again and the wall was still open. It felt like I had been there for ages! I shut the wall and hurried downstairs, worried they'd have called the police but everything was the way it was when I went upstairs. They were chatting about architecture and I felt my head spin when I heard the word 'area' and 'perimeter'. I kept my balance and asked my mum if we could go home. She sighed, finished a mouthful, then waved goodbye to Uncle Alert. Silent, she ushered me into the car. On the way home, I mentioned my dad. She started crying but we managed it safely back home. I kept talking to her about him and eventually, she spilt it out. She phoned a counsellor and she said she felt better after telling it to someone. Since then, I never miss out the 'b' from Albert; I always help my mum and go along with her plans; I study harder and get A+ to fill my mum with pride. It was the work of that machine. Where should I go next time?...
I wake this morning, Stretching my arms. I resist my yawning, For today is Spring! An aroma of bacon, Wafts into my nose. I know I'm not mistaken, It's a Spring Feeling! Birds cheep 'Good Morning', The dogs bark 'It's Spring'. They're giving a warning To Winter, it's Spring! My breakfast is done, The sun shines on me. I've had my Spring Fun, A sunny Spring Wave! Big Ben says 'lunchtime', I make daisy chains. I feed daffodils, Then go have Spring Lunch! There are crispy cod, And golden French fries. The grass like to nod, To the cool Spring Breeze! After tasty food, I play in the yard. Grass, the rabbits chewed, I get Spring Cherries! I see a bunny, I feed it some food. It likes it sunny, It is Spring Weather! Out I go creeping, Tiptoeing to look. I see bunnies sleeping, That's true Spring Cuteness. As you can see, Spring works wonders. But after Spring, Summer shines here!
Doesn't the moon look like a face? Doesn't the sun look like an eye? I feel calm under the moon face, I feel safe under the sun eye. Doesn't the moon look like a pebble? Doesn't the sun look like the continents? I feel small under the pebble moon, I feel international under the continental sun. Doesn't the moon look like a clock? Doesn't the sun look like a timeline? I feel on time under the clock moon, I feel every second under the timeline sun. Doesn't the moon look like white chocolate? Doesn't the sun look like a warm kiss? Don't kisses and chocolate remind you of love? I feel loved under the sun and the moon. :-)
That very Saturday morning, it was precisely 32 degrees. It's always been hot this summer and I'm glad we've got a month or so still of this hotness. My head was rested on a pile of pink and blue sweet wrappers. I sucked another sweet then, bored, added the wrapper to my pile. Annoyed, I swept the pile off the table and into the bin. I always eat sweet things when I'm annoyed, frustrated, upset or angry. Mum wouldn't let me go to the beach because of the birthday party (mine) which was 2 hours away. She told me I had to either tidy my room to pass the time or do nothing. You can guess my choice. Lunch was silent. I still had another hour to wait with my stomach full of cauliflower cheese! I prodded my lunch and every so often, forked a piece of cheesy cauliflower and lifted the unappetizing lunch to my mouth and chewed it. I checked my mobile for any texts from Ffion, Zonnie and Jess(she said she hadn't dumped me! Unlikely!). There was one from Ffrench Ffion(that's what she's called on the texting) saying 'Beach Gals, m8s 4ever!'. I smiled as I read her text then saw one from American Amazon (that's what Zonnie's called) saying, 'Can't wait, can u? How r u coping?'. I ran upstairs and fell on the bed, sending a text message as I did, 'Can't cope. Can u? Have a doze. Zzzzzzzzz...'. I closed my eyes and fell asleep. Out at the beach for my party, Jess has been giggling around Zonnie and ignoring me. Ffion has gotten to the bottom. "It's always like that," she whispered in her soft French accent "She didn't tell you but I'm not her true friend. Miss Gazillona, that is Amazon, is famous. I'm surprised you don't recognise her. She bought me, she bought me to be her friend!". I was entranced! So Zonnie was Amazon Gazillona! I pulled Ffion towards Sweet Sweet and smiled. As I entered the shop of sweet things, I asked for a Twin Ice-Cream on Chocolate. Ffion smiled and said, "I would like a Marshy Cream at Lunar Landing please." . Shocked, I stared at Ffion. She texted, 'I have been here. M8s 4ever!'. We had our sweetness and it calmed our confusion. I would like to order a little bit of sweetness please!
It was 38 degrees precisely when I realised I was late. My friends were waiting at the beach, all prepared for our usual gossip. I jumped off my wheelie chair and pulled my hair into a messy bun. My wavy brown hair looked like a volcano that had been frozen as it burst. I pulled on my shorts and a pale pink jacket then ran off with my iPod in one hand and my sun-shaped shoulder bag nicely on me. "Hey Jen! Late entrance, hey?" my best friend, Jessica (I call her Jess) exclaimed, pulling me into a BFF hug. I hugged her back, then lay down on the towel. My volcano hair was spread on the sand. The warm sun shone down on my legs. I kicked off my high tops and dug my toes into the sand. Jess rolled her eyes and texted something on her mobile. I listened to my iPod and music flew into my ears. Jess said something but I didn't hear. She pointed to her red blackberry and mouthed something. I unzipped my bag and rummaged about for my iPhone 3 and read the text. It said, 'Beach Girl, beach babe! U really fit in!' and I replied with three words, 'Beach Gal 4ever!'. Jess waved a sun-creamed hand and walked off. I had absolutely NO idea what I had done wrong. Still sunbathing, I saw a girl with blonde, frizzy hair chatting to another girl. I seemed to have borrowed some bravery from Jess and I walked over to them. The blonde-haired girl glared at me and demanded "What are you doing? Can't you see we're have a best friends talk?" . I felt myself blushing furiously and I said, "It's just that my friend who used to be my best friend left me just because she thinks I fit into the beach to much. I was wondering.." I began when the girl who glared at me smiled! "Oh yes! Sure sure! I'm Amazon but you can call me Zonnie as that's what Ffion calls me. This girl here's Ffion. We make the Beach Girls and it's only going to be us three." she interrupted. Such a mood changer! I smiled at Ffion and slipped my hands into Ffion and Zonnie's then pulled them into the sea for a paddle. The Beach Girls, just us three. My name is Jennifer Beachae and I belong by the beach. My house is just around the corner and I will stay here forever.
I feel like life is a rollercoaster ride, On the rollercoaster I am tied. Life whooshes past and I just watch, Sometimes feeling not exactly top notch. My rollercoaster has its ups and its downs, No matter which cities, no matter which towns. Over the moon and down in the dumps, Every so often, getting some bumps. When over the moon, my ride goes fast! Makes my ride fun and I have a blast! When down in the dumps, my ride goes slow, time's slowing, slowing, that's all I know. As I grow older, worries fly about, They join my ride and start to shout. It's all about death and all about stopping, It's all about illness, never now about shopping. My ride slows down and my eyesight gets bad, I know what to expect and i guess I'm kinda glad. I'll give this rollercoaster to a newborn. The baby will love it, the thrills newly born. My ride comes to a halt as I fight against death, But my ride's stopped working, that I have to except. I've seen the little baby, waiting in the queue, I've got little time left, seconds, a few. Death's come to me and my lovely old ride, it has stopped working so I close my eyes. My soul's led me to heaven for my new life. The rollercoaster's now for you.
Sunshine slurped her frapuccino contentedly. Her fraternal twin, Luna was stroking their cat, Gala. Mr and Mrs Galaxy were downstairs minding there own business. The family was waiting for the Universa family to arrive for the big barbeque. Ding Dong! "Skye! Star!" Luna and Sunshine squealed, leaving the boringness behind them and welcoming there best friends. Skye and Star were identical twins and they had made the best(est) of friends with Luna and Sunshine. Together, they formed the 'Twinny Twin Twin!' group. As the four girls settled on the top bunk, Sunny's bed, they chanted their 'Twinny Twin Twin' poem. "Identical or not. Fraternal or what. Twinny Twin Twin includes only us!". When everyone had settled down, Skye and Star began to show off the necklaces they each got. Star had a star-shaped pendant and smaller, there was a glossy, flat, blue piece like the sky. Skye had one too but the other way round so that the star pendant was smaller. "Father mad one for you guys too. Luna, you get a silver moon and a smaller sun while Sunshine, it's just vice versa like me and Star." Skye said. After the serious talk, the twins started to talk about hair, nails..etc. "Sausages! My fave!" Skye exclaimed, eyeing her father to try and remind him about the pendant necklaces. After the big barbeque, when the girls were about to zoom upstairs, Luna was called back. Anxiously, Luna walked over to Mr Love without once looking back... "My dear, I have a present for you. I expect that my daughters have told you two about it." Mr Love reached in his pocket and brought out a dark blue, velvety box that kept the things inside it cool. "Open it when you're alone. Listen to what it has to say about the new you." he said. Luna turned and ran outside to her 'Night' den. She opened the exquisite box and saw a necklace with a silver moon and a small gold sun beside it. She gaped at the beautifulness of it. Her pale fingers stroked the velvet and then stroked the silver. She put it on and her fingers stroked the silver clasp before putting the box into her handbag. "You are now renamed Luna Eternity and the Oracle seeks you and the other Eternity Sisters.". Luna smiled, knowing she and her twin and friends would now be united like they wanted. Sunshine was called next, the same thing happened as she opened the red, velvety box. What she heard was that her name was to be renamed Solia(Sol) Eternity. The Oracle seeks her as well. As soon as she was upstairs, the four new sisters hugged and smiled. Suddenly, an image formed on each of their main pendants. A beautiful lady called Nineve appeared. "Luna, Solia(Sol), Caelumia(Caelum) and Estelle Eternity, the Oracle seeks you now. We need the Orbs of Spring and Winter now to help keep the seasons alive. We have found its' surroundings but to get there, step into this portal". The sisters had nothing to do but to go, so they did... As the mist cleared, Solia was the first to step out and notice the things different about them. For one, Luna's black hair had become silver and also knee-length. She was wearing a silver robe that was decorated with white fur. Estelle's was similar and her usual brown hair was now just like Luna's but shorter and she was wearing a less sparkling robe. Inside, they were wearing silver, floaty dresses that seemed to adjust the thickness and length when it felt the weather. It was now obvious that Luna and Estelle were now bonded, they're delicate features more obviously identical than usual. Nineve left a sparkle on Luna's pendant which seemed to make it out that she would be more leading than star. Solia was wearing a sparkling gold-coloured robe decorated with white fur. Her dress inside was a bright, sunny yellow despite the newly adjusted thickness. Caelumia was wearing a light blue robe with white fur and a sparkle. Her dress inside was the colour of a perfect spring-day sky blue. Solia noticed the sparkle and jealously flick her new short gold hair in Caelumia's face. That was when she realised it was not as long as 'normal'! Caelumia's brown shoulder-length hair was starting to get covered in delicate snowflakes. Although all was silent, everyone knew who was bonded with who and who was the lead. The snowflakes drifted down and the awkward silence was broken by the sound of horse hooves. The beautiful woman, Nineve arrived, riding on an elegant coach. She welcomed the sisters aboard and they took their places next to their partner. Estelle and Luna chatted and giggled, glad to be bonded together. Luna would lead but Estelle would be right there to help. Meanwhile, in the seats behind them, was silence. No huddling together to get warm, no chatting about the adventure, no nothing. Solia was still jealous of not being the leader while Caelumia was annoyed she couldn't be chatting with her twin or Luna. Solia was the last person she wanted to be with as they both shared bold features and bossy personalities. All Solia knew was that she'd be there to point every single mistake Caelumia made and laugh about it. All Caelumia knew was that she wouldn't share the reward with Solia since she would have to do the work on her own. Luna and Estelle had figured that they would be after the Winter orb in a freezing winter while Solia and Caelumia would be stepping into wilting spring. There was a portal ahead and Nineve explained everything and shooed Caelumia and Solia into the spring portal. Nineve wished them luck and reminded them to do what they were doing when they see the beast. Already in winter, Luna and Estelle set off. They giggled and joked on the way. Following what the pendant said. It was like playing hot or cold except with glowing and not glowing. Soon, they were led into a dark cave. They rested for the night and got woken up by a big white yeti! They saw the orb on a necklace around the yeti's neck and tried to explain what they needed. Estelle remembered what Nineve had said and whispered it to Luna. They found it hard to whisper secrets, giggle about cringes and swoon about boys with a giant yeti in front of them. Eventually, they managed it and got the yeti to join in. The mother yeti was much bigger and more frightening than the baby yeti. Instead, the mother yeti rewarded them the orb since they managed to cheer the baby yeti up. It had been sick so the mother was pleased. Giggling, they took turns to carry the orb all the way back. Mean whilst, Caelumia was led to a cave where a grizzly bear was. The orb hung on it's neck. "We want the orb!" demanded Solia, pleased to be one step ahead of Caelumia. The female bear woke and decided that they were two be her two babies. Caelumia groaned, clutching her mobile tightly. She wanted to phone for help but there was no signal. Suddenly, Caelumia remembered what Nineve told her to do. She immediately started whining and arguing with Solia. Solia was reminded and for the first time in that journey, was cooperative. The bear found their arguing really irritating so gave them the orb to try to soothe them. They stopped for a while, then, on Caelumia's signal, they started whining about wanting to go away. Really annoyed, the bear threw them out the cave and actually, coincidently, to the meeting place. Nineve, Luna and Estelle were already there. Solia and Caelumia's jealousy softened a little, but still, there was silence until they were each given a winter and spring charm each to go on there new charm bracelets as well. Back at home, no time had gone past. No one believed it was true until Luna showed them their new charm bracelets and charm. Now that Spring and Winter's power's are restored, the four Eternity Sisters await their next two orbs. Join them at The Eternity Sisters-Summer and Autumn Orbs.
Elian swung his body off his dragon, Aurora. He patted her fiery scales and hurried into the forest to find some wood. Mean whilst, Longfang landed with a thump. His heavy, black eyelids were literally propped up with two twigs. Kira, his dragon rider, took away the twigs and allowed him to sleep. She rubbed her hands together while projecting her thoughts to Aurora, 'Where's Elian?'. Just as Aurora was about to answer, two great, big dragons landed noisily behind them. "Ra! Kira! Fang! How are you?" Pell exclaimed. Nolita silently slipped off Firestorm and gave him an affectionate pat. Pell jumped off Shadow and gave shout towards the woods to call Elian back. The four dragons, the day dragon called Firestorm, the night dragon called Shadow, the dusk dragon called Longfang(Fang) and the dawn dragon called Aurora(Ra) sat up to await the wood. Elian dropped the wood on the soil and the dragons blew some fire to keep them warm. That night would be a good night. At dawn, Ra roared to wake everyone up. Elian opened an eyelid and saw an amber eye staring down at him. "Ahhhhhhhh!" he yelled, waking everyone up. Kira moaned about Fang not saying it was day yet and snuggled back under Fang's ebony wings. Pell patted Shadow and stretched while Nolita still stayed silent. Pell checked his black mobile phone and grinned. "It's Easter Sunday so wake up!" he shouted in Kira's ear. Kira sat up abruptly and smiled. Her chocolate-coloured hair was a bird nest while she shared everyone some tinned baked beans. After their cold breakfast, Nolita ran to the stream by herself. When Elian noticed she had disappeared, everyone rode their dragons into the sapphire blue sky. Pell stayed by their camp in case Nolita came back. Shadow paced around, anxious to not have Firestorm around. At the stream, Elian caught sight of Nolita, her hands dipped in the cool water. "There! Down there by the stream!" he shouted, gripping Ra's ridges tight. All the dragons dived down towards the stream and everything that went by was a blur of colour. Elian went pale to see Nolita touching the deep water and in a heartbeat, he was falling down...down...down.... "Mama! I want you! I want to go back home!" Nolita cried down the phone. She had never spent an Easter on her own. Tears slid down her cheeks like snails on a leaf, leaving a wet trail behind them. Just as she was about to hear her mother's answer, she saw a blur of red falling down towards her. "Ahhhhhhhh!" she screamed and she dropped her phone into the stream. She watched her soothing conversation float away and felt anger wash over her. She dipped her shaking hands into the water and began to wash them roughly. She then marched over to the limp body and gasped when she recognised him as Elian... "Nolita! Elian! Is everything alright?" Kira asked, hidden behind a blur of orange. Ra was down like a lightning bolt and beside her rider in a heartbeat. She gave a roar of anger and flame burst out from in between her fangs. Ra stalked towards Nolita angrily and flame flooded out of her mouth like a warning sign. Nolita shrunk back mouse-like and squealed. "Ra! Don't! Noli! Come here! Behind me!" Kira ordered, hands waving about like a maniac. Nolita ran like the wind behind Kira and jumped onto Fang. Fang winced at the sudden pang of weight but flew Nolita back to the camp with Firestorm beside them. That afternoon, Kira went to check on Elian and Ra who were in a wooden house that was there resting area. Holding a plate of fried eggs and hot baked beans on toast. She held a carton of orange juice in the other hand and was balancing a plate of dead chicken for Ra. "Elian? Are you feeling better? I 've got the best lunch we could manage for you. Ra? You've got some chicken." Kira said as she entered the wooden house. Elian was propped up against the straw bed and feathery pillow. He thanked Kira weakly and ate up his lunch and his drink. Ra gulped down the chicken in one. Kira helped Elian outside and there was Nolita, looking guilty and sad. "I ruined everyone's Easter so sorry Elian!" she burst out. Elian smiled, "You didn't, I had the best present that I wouldn't have had if you had really ruined it, the care from all of you was my present.".
My Magnificent Mum! She plays with me, Never a maybe. She works with me, Not once fussy. My Marvellous Mum! She chats with me, Always with glee. She answers me, While having some tea. My Merry Mum! She giggles with me, And quite often agrees. She cries with me, She understands, you see. My Miraculous Mum! She's my mum, We often eat plums. She's my friend, Our friendship'll never end. My marvellously magnificent miraculously merry mum! She loves me like the starry world. I love her like the galaxy!
Newsflash kids, Melody Zhu here reporting to you about the latest news. Garfield Primary has had a visit from the Metropolitan Police. The Brilliant Badgers came back from a lesson and into their classroom to find....A MESS! There was a police who was wearing a normal button-up t-shirt standing in the mess. All the Badgers were curious to know what exactly had happened. Over to you Cyzye. Ok, thank you Melody. Lying on the floor were 6 suspicious objects, a blue dice on the number 6, a bag, a garden gnome, a footprint, a recorder and 3 bits of masking tape taped into the shape of a triangle! Perhaps something's missing from inside? We will find out soon. All the children have been asked to write a precise and clear report on their suspicions, the objects and what's going on. We have asked for a few opinions from the kids. 'I think the police or the teacher is naturally suspicious because they were the only ones near our class when the crime happened.' Nourdine Benzelmat, 'We cannot be sure who it is until we have found enough evidence. The area is rather messy so I highly suspect that this criminal is a clumsy person.' Melody Zhu. Right, well back to you Melody to find out what happened next. Thank you Cyzye. I think that the 2 opinions are both quite right and now we are going to find out what happened next. The police collected up the children's reports and said he'd give it to the chief inspector when he/she came but this mysterious person never did come. The police took the reports and said he thinks the chief inspector is just round the corner and that he'd go and give the children's reports to him. Then, he said he'd come back with good news but instead, he packed his bag, collected the objects and left the classroom with their reports. All the children found this highly suspicious and noticed that the note saying there had been a crime had not been taken off from their door. The classroom looked normal once the police left so no one would believe there had been a crime. What will happen next? We will be expecting good news next time. Goodbye!
