Starting point: Portland, Maine "Is it starting now?" I lean in to whisper in my brother's ear. "Yes, Ethan. It's on." He answers. I study my surroundings as Grayson leaves my side. Girls slurring their tongue at the bar. More girls dancing on each other at the door. Guys contemplating on who they want. I take a quick glance at my watch, 12:46am. I have an hour and fourteen minutes to get a point. I keep my eye on a tall redhead, who looks like she would be willing to have a good time. She seams to notice me and gives me a slight wave. Unfortunately, my brother is right next to her with another girl, but luckily she doesn't notice. I look away to get her going. Is she going to be a piece in our little game? I decide to
Premise: Nothing special about Sterling Wayfairer. Nothing special at all. He is not an exceptional student and even worse athlete. But he's friends with the cool kids and gets to have some fun when his parents aren't nagging him to death. And all Sterling really wants is to ask Waverly out. But who doesn't? Waverly is the ‘it’ girl at school. Beautiful, athletic, smart, popular, and did I mention she was beautiful? Yep the world would stop on its axis if Waverly would just notice him. Then Tetra shows up(and I'm calling her Tetra because her real name broke my spell check.
Her aim on the school trip is for everyone to have fun with the only
I can hear the hum of taxi cabs whizzing past me as I stand on the corner of the busy downtown street. New York City! I still can't believe that I'm here or that I'm staying here. Aunt Allison was so sweet to let me live in her place whilst she travels around south America. I step out onto the road when the traffic light changed from green to red.
rushing the girls out, eager to make a move on one (115). Happy needs to
Have you ever had to move to another state? If you have move to another state, I know how you feel. You might had have friends that you were really close to, but then it turns out that you have to leave them because your parents got a new job or something else happened. Well let me tell you my experience, based on why I had to move.
And attention could move on. Eyes darted, taking in nothing, only seeing the dimly lit inside of Sardi, filled with dancing men, and a few woman, in a vivid picture in the imagination.
The temperature dropped to a frigid ten degrees fahrenheit with a -15 degree wind chill factor in Title Town. The only thing easily seen in the fog was my teammate’s and the thousands of spectator’s breath hovering in the air like a ghost. The championship game was set to start in 15 minutes. My flag football team and I sat on the Green Bay Packers sideline because we won our final game. I eagerly watched my favorite wide receiver, Jordy Nelson, catch the football when suddenly Aaron Rodgers approached me and started talking to me. At first he just discussed the throwing technique that he uses because we were both quarterbacks, but when I told him that I threw for two touchdowns and ran for one he seemed surprised and asked for my autograph.
Today is a crisp morning in October just like every other morning lately. The weather is not too bitter but it’s chilly enough to have the heat on. It is Friday, October 29th, 2010. I’m getting ready for school right now and I’m psyched for the middle school dance tonight! As a 6th grader, I’m exhilarated for my first dance. After I finish showering and get dressed, I straighten my hair in my bathroom. My brother Tanner, who is a sophomore, stills wistfully into my room and asks if I have any orange and black bead necklaces. I give him the ones I had. He thanks me and flexes his right arm to be silly, because he foresees himself as buff. Hanging on to his arm like a monkey, I smile with comfort and then give him a hug. Tanner has shaggy brown hair just like mine. He has solid dark brown eyes and he is pretty short. I guess you could say that runs in the family. Tanner is the most jocose person I know.
Detroit, Michigan is my hometown and I lived there for eleven years. My parents wanted to get out of the moody and violent environment, because they grew up in Detroit as well. In 2008 half of my family moved to Covington, Georgia. My new life was different, because not only did I have to adapt but I had to look towards the future. In this new environment I had to make new friends and get out of my comfort zone. Honestly moving to Georgia was one of the biggest jumps in my life, because I was in a whole new city and it was really a fresh start. So I had to look out for myself and make sure that I made better decisions than before.
It was the 9:00 AM on Monday, in the quaint town of Key West, Florida. Bradley, the (owner) of an extremely small run-down pizzeria, was in the middle of mopping as he got ready for his first shift of the morning.
Bob came home from school one day. When Bob walked inside, his mom Rachel asked him how his day was and he said that it was the best day yet. So they talked for awhile and his mom asked him what he feels is better, moving to a place where his grandma lives and to a new school, or staying here where he gets bullied and has a lakefront property. Rachel said he can think about it for only a few days. So a couple of days passed and Bob finally had made his decision, he walked up to his mom and said “I want to move to Washington”. Rachel said okay I will tell your father, Stewart and see what he thinks and then I will tell you what the plan is. Rachel said to Bob start packing so we don’t have to stay any longer than five days. Bob said he was done
On the outskirts of a big, bustling city was a small town. It was a cheerful little town, full of blossoming flowers and cheerful wildlife. The people in this town had not been to the city, for it was too far and very different from their simple lifestyle. Every morning, they would get up and go through their daily routine, with no worries. They fended for each other and all was well.
Moving to Los Angeles, I had an image of what I thought it would be like in my mind. I imagined that there would be countless skyscrapers and busy little tourists littering the streets walking to and fro, mesmerized by attractions such as the Hollywood sign and the hazy mountainous backdrop. As I ventured up from my previous living situation down in Sunny San Diego, the anticipation of my much-needed big city fix was slowly let down as I approached a much smaller place than I had dreamed of. Los Angeles is barren and leaves a lot to desire. But only so just at a quick glance! With the challenge given to set out and explore, I set out with an open mind to see what carefully selected spots had been picked out for me to truly check out the city of angels.
It was about one-thirty in the morning in the town of Homestead Michigan. The almost florescent light of the moon bouncing off the fresh puddles that covered the ground. The grass and trees were covered in a thin layer of water causing every little beam of light to reflect back up. Anyone who may have been outside at this time would have without double, smelled the mix of fresh dirt and night crawlers. As the moonlight started to fade away through the cloud cover, three buses made there way through the streets and parked in front of HHS, the local high school.
There was a girl named Kandy, she was 15 years old. Her life was extremely boring, all she ever did was go to school, go on her computer, eat and sleep. She spent all summer on her computer. She was really good with HTML and spent her free time making web sites. Kandy didn't have many friends and rarely talked to guys because she was shy and unconfident about her looks. That's why she went into chat rooms. She made a web site with pictures of herself on it and told people in chat rooms to go there. A lot of people would tell her how pretty she was and some would say she was ugly. That made her feel awful. When anyone would say anything nice to her, she wouldn't believe them and think that they were just making fun of her. She only had one real friend that she could talk to, her name was Ang.