MishiKeri

Mr. Gabriel woke me up half an hour later, as he insisted that I eat something because I never eat anything in front of him. I kept insisting that I was okay, and after a while he left me alone. He started asking me questions about my classes and grades and whatnot, which I replied that all of my grades were above B’s, which is a true statement. In exchange for one of his questions I was able to ask him one of my own, and when I asked if there were any papers for me to grade he shook his head and told me to do something with my life. I laughed and went to my bag and pulled out a book and sat down in a desk and started reading. The teach

When I got to school I made a beeline for the third floor, going up the side entrance near the gym from where my bus dropped me off and walking in a large circle around the floor, just so I could see the guy that I like in the classroom he’s in right now. The teacher knows I pass by his room frequently, and I even have him as a class aide, so whenever he sees my face pop by the window he waves. If only he knew who I really was, who I really was looking for, he wouldn’t look so cheerful and happy… but that story is for another point in my tale. Anyways, I went to where I usually hang out before my 5th block class, and as I s

For my best friend Iana and her dream man ;) As I hugged Perry, I said, “You know, you’re like my closest friend. You hear everything about me and still don’t complain. Sometimes I wish you were real, then maybe I would have a friend that would listen to me.” I quietly sobbed into his side, and as I started hiccupping, I ran to get some water. Meanwhile, right after I had shut the door, something so extraordinary happened. Listening from the door, I could hear noise within and a quiet voice saying, “I wish I were real, that way I could hold her when she cries. She is the closest thing I have to a friend too. If

Chapter One I woke up this morning feeling groggy, wanting more sleep. This would be normal for the first day of school, but my head had some uninvited visitors. "What the heck are you doing here Chosokabe? Be gone!" "Excuse me, what am I doing here? What are YOU doing here Mori?" "I'm siding with Chosokabe on this." "Of course you would Date! You guys are like, buddies! What less could I expect. Besides, I will wipe you both out anyway. Be gone!" I hit the side of my head, forcing my head sideways, making everyone inside slide out of control. I could feel everyone fall on their faces as I groaned. It felt like I had four brains in my o

As I hacked and slashed things out of the way, I knew I had to keep going. My destination was not far away, and I needed to reach it by the end of the day. Considering it was only a meter in front of me, it would be easily accessible, if only there weren't enemies guarding it. It was a wonder I hadn't been discovered yet, being so close to my destination, and yet so far. My training had not prepared me for this many enemies. I knew I was outnumbered, tired, and had not eaten or drank for several days, and yet I kept going, only for a sense of freedom. Sure, there had been others helping me, but now it was only me. It was always me in the end.

Chapter One: Dylan Through these eyes of mine, I see light. It's too bright, and the only thing I want to do is shut them, which I do. I then realized I'm on the ground, shaking, but yet not cold. Someone hugs my shivering body, stopping my body with temporary relief. But yet, this doesn't feel right. I hear someone call out, "Shion, can you hear me? Shion?" but that isn't me. I'm Dylan, not Shion. Who is Shion? I then noticed the change of body, the lack of a few things, and I didn't feel right. What the heck happened when I lost consciousness? I suddenly felt violated, tricked, deceived. I moaned, quietly saying, "I'm not Shion. I'm Dyla

A Twisted Cinderella Story "It was a dreary morning when Isabella woke up for the day." Oh hush up narrator, it's my turn to talk. My name's Isabella, but call me Ella. I'm also 18, for anyone nosy enough to want to know. Now on with the story! Today was to be a special day. My younger sister turns 16 today. Her name's Lily, though don't let her name fool you. She makes me work almost as an indentured servant to her since as long as I haven't been stupid. I've never seen my dad, since he left before my birth, and my mom died a few years ago in childbirth with my stillborn brother. Since then, I've been treated as a servant rather than a si