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Post by YUE DIANE SHINJU on Feb 13, 2010 21:10:41 GMT -5
 I'M JUST A STEP AWAY. I'M JUST A BREATHE AWAY. I'M < - - - - - - - - - - - - LOSING MY FAITH TODAY!?
And this was why this girl was here, in the library of all things. Don’t get her wrong she loved coming here but she would rather be in her dorm room listening to her mp3 player. With so much on her mind she forgot to charge it. It was sort of her roommates fault. Poor Yue couldn’t get online without her partners death glare. Each time she mentioned about getting on the computer the other would complain and complain. This twenty year old didn’t have the patience or the time to argue with her. She had better things to do. Like her homework and social life.
Yue sighed as her head accidentally hit on the table. "Ow…" Why am I so tired? She checked her watch. It was six o’ clock in the morning. "Oh yeah…I remember now. Ugh...!" She got up shaking her head. I have to stay focused. Come on now! Wake up. Wake up. There is no time in falling asleep. She constantly told herself. It was easier said than done. She didn’t have breakfast yet. It was no wonder this gal was losing her concentration. She needed motivation. She needed a partner. No, not the lovey dovey mind you. What she truly needed was some assistance. If only she could find someone who was willing to help her. She looked around and laid her head back down. Her cheeks puffed up. "I need a hero." Yue said silently.
She closed her eyes and then reopened them. "I better get started before I’m back to square one." Yue had been putting this homework off each time she had nothing to do. There was always an excuse to why she couldn’t do it. Just two days ago her friends invited her to go to see the movies. Instead of saying no and doing her homework she came along. What a disappointment. When she asked her friends to help they all too had some excuse to hide from her. They even told Yue that if she didn’t do her work, they would avoid her until her work was completed. They were doing it for her own good. She needed friends like them. Without their guidance she would probably do even more poorly in all of her courses. She would have to thank them later when she had a chance.
Yue looked behind her. She was the only one inside the library. What a pity. She could use some company. Each time she looked at the clock it never seemed to tick forward. It was as if the clock itself was playing tricks on her. Hours went by and Yue just stared at her pile of work. She bit her pencil as she thought about what she was going to have for lunch.[/color] THE VOICE!? - finally, my muse is kicking in. D8 why weren't you there when i posted as gene!? [/li][li][/color] THE SONG WHICH SPOKE TO ME!? - hero = skillet [/li][li][/color] WHERE'S THE MUSE!? - 80% 8U [/li][li][/color] RP BUDDY!? - angelo [/li][li][/color] THE CREATIVITY MASTER!? - rp template made by yours truly, me of course![/li][/ul][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by YUE DIANE SHINJU on Feb 15, 2010 15:39:16 GMT -5
FALLING OFF THE EDGE TODAY. I'M JUST A MAN. NOT < - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - SUPERHUMAN!? For lunch she pictured a tasty hamburger. The smell would be intoxicating that even her table manners would escape her. The hamburger would contain the salad, onions, pickles, steak, ketchup, mustard, and her personal favorite the bacon. It would be have to be huge of course. And then to the side some French fries to quench her impend ending hunger. Even though she was small and tiny she had a big stomach inside. She could eat and eat and never gain a pound. It was the great wonders of being young. Her metabolism was exceptional. It never ceased to do its duty. There was one time where she ate a whole pizza box on her own. Her friends were supposed to stop by but they never came. It would have been a shame to waste good food so she ate it all. The pizza and ice cream were gone before you could ask for some. It was a bad habit of hers to eat. In old age she’ll have to maintain a healthy appetite. She wouldn’t be able to maintain her figure if she can’t stop her poor eating habits. She clearly needed help. But that was beside the point.
Yue pouted and covered her ears. She swayed from left to right as she started to panic. A little teary eyed she tried to remain calm. "I can’t work in these conditions!" She exclaimed. Her stomach growled very loudly. If someone heard they would have thought it was a lion or some large animal. When her stomach was hungry and if it didn’t have food it would growl and growl until it had its owner’s attention. The pink haired girl sulked. Her hands fell back to her side as she closed her eyes. I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to get a snack. Her eyes opened up suddenly. A grin crept up. AH HA! I think I have a few cookies left. Then again that wouldn’t be a healthy meal, right? Well, who cares its better than starving to death.
She pulled out a cookie and ate it whole. Her eyes wandered, looking at the table. It was filled with books. There were a few papers scattered around the table. They were mainly notes she jotted down for her history class. She hated history. Don’t get her wrong it was interesting to learn about what happened in the past, but to have to memorize every single detail made her want to kill herself. Sitting there hour after hour made her sleepy, much so than the falling raindrops when it started to rain. For some odd reason the rain had some sort of spell. Whenever it did rain it made Yue to feel much more sleepy than usual. If you didn’t want to hear this jumpy free spirited girl speak endlessly all you have to do is either sing a lullaby, wish for the rain to come, or put play a soft tune to cause her to close her eyes. Almost anything these days could make this girl fall asleep. Even car rides were becoming a new habitat for this female to sleep in. However it depended on how the person drove. Her parents had their own magic when they wanted Yue to sleep peacefully. And that was taking her out for a care drive. For some reason they too had put a spell on her. Like the sand man in that one song.
On the table everything was somewhat organized. In the middle she was trying to work on her history homework. To the left side was her notebook which contained the necessary notes she needed to finish most of her homework. And to the right were mainly the heavy textbooks she had to carry each day. What was the principal thinking when he brought these things? They must have weighed a ton. Ok, that was exaggerating a little, but Yue had trouble carrying all of them. She tried her hardest in not being late for any of her classes but she failed. From running to class to class, going to the bathroom at a reasonable time, and getting her books on time was beyond her. There were times she tripped because she tried to hurry. The most hated word in the vocabulary system. She hated people rushing her. Yue would go slow on purpose if someone nagged her. An eye for an eye, an excuse she would use when she rebelled.
Out of nowhere a male appeared. Yue was so busy eating cookies and worrying over her work that she hadn’t noticed that there was someone else in the room. This scared her. Her head accidentally hit against the table as she fell to side. Yue quickly grabbed the edge of the table and slowly got up. She rubbed her forehead and blinked a few times. "I’m ok." Yue said as she saluted. An honest lie, her head started to get this massive headache. She then remembered the other saying something. That he was willing to help her out, although he said it in his terms. Not what you expect when you met someone for the first time.
"Really? You’re willing to help?" A glimmer of light appeared in her eyes. Her hands clasped together as she smiled. "Thanks! I’ll be forever in your debt kind sir." She laughed. "You can call me Yue."[/color] THE TUNES WHICH INSPIRED ME TO WRITE!? - now or never = chemistry feat. flo, yes = halcali, wo ai ni = hitomi takahashi x beat crusaders & what if = emilie autumn [/li][li][/color] THE SONG WHICH SPOKE TO ME!? - hero = skillet [/li][li][/color] WHERE'S THE MUSE!? - 80% [/li][li][/color] THE CREATIVITY MASTER!? - rp template made by yours truly, me of course![/li][/ul][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by YUE DIANE SHINJU on Feb 16, 2010 2:15:07 GMT -5
SOMEONE SAVE ME FROM THE HATE. IT'S JUST ANOTHER < - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - WAR!? "Thanks." Her eyebrow arched slightly. She was a damsel in distress? I guess you would call her as such since she was in deep trouble. Her parents looked down on her sometimes. They always nagged her to do things correctly or to hurry up on certain things. She hated it when they did that. If only they would understand that she wasn’t like the other girls. Sure, she wasn’t like the others who were good girls and did their homework in on time. Yue was far from that. If the teacher assigned it on Monday and it was due next week, Yue sometimes waited at the last possible moment to get it done. Then again who didn’t do that with their homework? Almost everyone had done it once in their life. Although this female had more than her share of those horrific moments of having things uncompleted or things turned in late. She chuckled. "You say such funny things Angelo. And it’s a pleasure in meeting you as well."
She was lucky he was in the library. At least now she didn’t have to go into panic mode. Two heads were better than one. Now she was sure that things would get done now that Angelo offered some assistance. It’ll also keep her on her toes than running off in the corner weeping. This will also keep her focused on her work. If she was still alone with this pile of work, Yue was bound to give up and put it off another day. The poor girl just didn’t have the heart or mind for school activities. Keeping her mind focused on such things was difficult. She could never muster up the courage to be that straight A student her parents always wanted. Though as bossy as she was she didn’t allow anyone to make her change to become something they wanted to see. She wasn’t the type of gal to do it. If someone didn’t like her for who she was then they had better go jump in an ice cold freezing lake because Yue was never going to change her personality or style just to fit a person’s needs. "Boy, I’m lucky that you were here. I think I would have been lost if you hadn’t come by." It was true. Yue didn’t know what to begin with first. It was if a fog clouded her mind. It strangled her very being and now the light of the sun shone through and gave Yue some hope.
The cookie she hadn’t eaten whole was on the right side of her mouth. She heard him mention about what he could do. It was a good question. What could he help her with? There was History, English, Geometry, Spanish, and Health. She pondered for a while. She searched endlessly for an answer. In History she still had to take notes on chapters ten and eleven. It was also the most hated subject of hers so perhaps she could allow him to finish taking notes for her. Then there was English. Well, she enjoyed English class so it didn’t matter if she had to finish her essay. Geometry wasn’t at all too difficult. She sucked in the mathematics department but she knew she could finish the worksheet in no time. As for Spanish Yue only had to listen to the tape her professor gave her. On the tape contained a few words she had to memorize for a play. Great, the great anticipated play. Yue totally forgot about that. She played the leading role of a story which talked about a female who cried endlessly. Yue hated crying so why the heck would the teacher pick her. But then she remembered how she injured herself many times than the when people kissed the popes ring. She laughed at the thought. Then there was her fear of performing in front of people. She mentally shook herself that everything was ok. Finally, for Health class she needed to get ready for a test that was coming up. Oh great, another subject she hated. The professor was male and was one perverted man. Why he got the job Yue never knew. Just thinking about how he made her sit across from him gave her the chills which lasted a whole week whenever she went to his class. She prayed each day to come out safety.
"Good question. I could perhaps let you take notes for my History class." Yue scratched her head as she said this. She wasn't all too sure if history was his cup of tea. Almost everyone she knew hated history. She could be wrong. Not everyone hated that subject. Maybe Angelo liked the whole thing about learning what happened in the past. If so, then she wouldn’t feel guilty in handing him that sort of work. "I really don’t have the patience for that class, so rather than me fuming over it, I’ll let you do that." She nodded. Yue’s slender fingers turned to chapter ten in her history book. She gently pushed her history book in front of him. She pointed to where he should start. "I sort of started so you only have to finish taking notes for chapters ten and eleven. Now I have to find that notebook and something for you to write with." Yue sat back in her chair as she looked for those items. She finally ate the cookie that was still by her mouth. It was this close to falling into pieces but Yue got it in time before that happened. A few crumbs were beside her mouth as she continued talking. "Oh that? Don’t worry about that. I’m always clumsy so I’m used to it. I remember…" She paused and then continued. "I remember when I tripped going up the stairs. I can’t remember how but I did. Haha.." She found the necessary items and placed them in front of Angelo. She placed two writing utensils, a black pen and pencil. She also put down the notebook. Yue tried her hardest not to laugh. The notebook was very feminine. It was given to her as a gift. Since then she always used it for luck. It helped her through most of the class. Hence as to why she used it often. "I wasn’t sure what you preferred. I myself like using a pencil since I always mess up. But everyone is different so pick what you like." Her hand waved upwards and downwards as if to insinuate not to worry. "I must have a thick skull. I haven’t gone to the hospital yet."
"Now as for me I’ll listen to this tape that I need to listen for Spanish and I'll continue working on my essay. I won’t have the tape on full blast in case you are stuck on something." Yue smiled as she placed the headphones over her ears.[/color] THE VOICE!? - that tripping up the stairs part actually happened to me once. lmao! XD i was probably in the seventh grade when that happened. D8 [/li][li][/color] THE TUNES WHICH INSPIRED ME TO WRITE!? - eternity ~memory of lightwaves~ = ffx-2, wedding dress = taeyang & prayers = taeyang feat. teddy [/li][li][/color] THE SONG WHICH SPOKE TO ME!? - hero = skillet [/li][li][/color] WHERE'S THE MUSE!? - 80% [/li][li][/color] THE CREATIVITY MASTER!? - rp template made by yours truly, me of course![/li][/ul][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by YUE DIANE SHINJU on Feb 17, 2010 22:45:31 GMT -5
JUST ANOTHER FAMILY TORN. FALLING FROM MY FAITH < - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TODAY!? Yue was so in tune with her work that she hadn’t noticed what Angelo was doing. If she has known that he was staring at her she would become self-conscious. She would mess up on her essay and her concentration for Spanish class would cease to exist. Yue wasn’t accustomed to being stared at. The whole thing seemed a little weird in her eyes. It was a good thing she hadn’t caught him in the act. Don’t get her wrong. He was good looking, but she would rather stay away from embarrassing herself. You could say that Yue was socially awkward when it came to guys. Yes, she wasn’t tripping over her words with Angelo because she was much more concerned about her school work. Catch her on a day where she had nothing to do and being alone with this guy and well you get the idea.
You have to be a sly one to not get caught. This pink haired on the other hand was always caught staring off in space or others. There was one time where she tried to keep watch of what her first crush was doing and well it all went down the drain. She was in elementary school, a place where most of your first crushes start. Can you picture Yue as a little girl? Ok, think back way, way then, when everyone was short and cute. Well, this little lady had more than her fair share. She was too adorable. Everyone used to call her the whittle heartbreaker. And no it wasn’t because of all of the broken hearts she caused, but because of how she was too cute for her own good. She could get into trouble and no one had the heart to put her in the time out corner. Everyone, even the mayor himself admired Yue’s free spirit. Something about this girl made others to be drawn to her. She was like a star which shinned brightly. Her personality was like the shine which came from a star. That shine never seemed to dim it only glowed brightly and more powerful than the last. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of her. Anyway, Yue at the age of five had a crush on a boy named Haru. The two of them were best friends since their early days. It was only natural for either of them to be attracted by one another. Sadly, Yue was the only one who had a soft spot for him and not Haru for her. Each day after school Yue gave him a heart shaped cookie she made with her two hands. With her soft and cute voice of a child she wished him farewell before he went home. The other didn’t think that Yue had feelings for him other than friendship. The next day however after school Yue hid behind the bookshelf and listened in on the conversation her friend Haru and his friends had. His friends mentioned to Haru that Yue had a crush on him. Haru without meaning to made fun of Yue and laughed his butt off. Yue on the other side tried desperately not to cry out loud but the tears streamed down her face slowly and then down on the heart shaped cookie she had made for him. It was time to head on back home and Yue just laughed it off even though she felt depressed. She got up and walked passed Haru and his friends. She didn’t show them her tears or sadness but only a smile. Haru surprised she didn’t give him a cookie already had a feeling that she overheard everything. Yue ate the cookie and decided waved to Haru and his pals. In her squeaky voice she wished him farewell despite how she really felt inside. After all of those years Haru and Yue are still good friends. The young girl back at the elementary still wandered endlessly in her grownup heart.
As Yue wrote her essay her mind focused on the tape her Spanish professor gave to her. In a low voice she mumbled the words for the play. Her Spanish was somewhat off. She still couldn’t get them as perfect as she liked but it was better than giving up. Time and time again she repeated them as she wrote her essay. The essay she had to write was somewhat depressing. What possessed her teacher to make her write this was out of her reach. She did wonder why but the answer never came to her. A few appeared in her cobwebbed mind of hers but they were illogical. The subject of the essay was what you would do if you had a chance to become anything you had wished to become after death. Yue didn’t know how to begin with her essay. She never thought about becoming anything else except herself, her true self and nothing more. She was happy for what and who she was that she didn’t question her existence like the others. One day when she became older enough she wanted to become an author. This twenty-year-old didn’t know what type of stories she would write but anything that dealt with words made her all giddy inside. She might not have the brains or that much talent in other areas, but when it came to words and expressing herself, she was a pro. Like a painter she painted her feelings on paper. It made her life much more meaningful when she wrote. She could write and type for hours and never get bored. Then again if she didn’t have the influence of music to boost her muse her words wouldn’t mean a thing. They would all fall off the page and disappear along with the other useless things which had no meaning. That was why it was important for her to have something to give her some inspiration. Something which made it easy to make her words flow with such ease. Like the flowing stream that was in a silent forest. You can’t force water to work for you as you wanted it to. You have to naturally allow it to work as it was designed. Yue was the same way. She could force herself to write a certain thing but it too would be useless, without meaning.
Her whole paper was not in cursive but in print. If someone looked at it closely they would have confused it as cursive handwriting. Like her words. Her handwriting had its own style and flair to it. The I’s and at each sentence were not dotted. They were replaced by a feminine bubble. She couldn’t remember when she started this but she now had a habit of doing it this way than the old way. Her teachers didn’t want her to get too accustomed to this bad habit, but they thought it fit Yue’s cute personality so well that they didn’t dare to bother with her odd quirk. As she continued writing her response to the essays subject was that she wouldn’t mind becoming an angel. As if that could occur but if the Lord didn’t mind granting a wish. Then she didn’t mind giving up her human life to become a guardian angel for those lost souls who was in dire need of someone to be there for them. Yue might not be strong but she had a heart which was overflowed with peace and happiness. A large smile appeared on her lips as she wrote in that part. Before she could write another thing a few of the cookie crumbs from earlier fell on her paper. She inspected it by leaning in and touched the unknown object. Oh wow! It’s the cookie I ate earlier. Which reminds me I wonder if Angelo is hungry? If so he could use a boost of this delicious cookie. I’m sure he’ll adore it as I have.
Yue turned and placed a beautiful decorated box on the table. The smell was already getting to her. Before looking up Yue put her headphones on to the left side of her essay. "Hey Angelo, You should try these cookies. They’re good. I would cook them myself but uh…after that accident. I’m banded from any kitchen. There’s this awesome café and pastry shop not too far from here. That’s where I brought these delicious devils." She laughed. "I’m horrible when it comes to cooking stuff." She said as she stroked her chin. She then sighed and sulked as if she lost a no winning battle. Her eyes stared at the library clock and noticed how time didn’t fly by. She was sure it had with how hard she worked on her essay. She then brought her attention back to Angelo. "Say, is this your first day at the academy? If so I welcome you and hope you’ll enjoy your stay here."[/color] THE VOICE!? - d'aww...poor little yue. ;___; *huggles* [/li][li][/color] THE TUNES WHICH INSPIRED ME TO WRITE!? - wedding dress = taeyang & prayers = taeyang feat. teddy [/li][li][/color] THE SONG WHICH SPOKE TO ME!? - hero = skillet [/li][li][/color] WHERE'S THE MUSE!? - 80-90% [/li][li][/color] THE CREATIVITY MASTER!? - rp template made by yours truly, me of course![/li][/ul][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by YUE DIANE SHINJU on Feb 19, 2010 13:09:28 GMT -5
JUST A STEP FROM THE EDGE TODAY. JUST ANOTHER DAY < - - - - - - - - - - - - - IN THE WORLD WE LIVE!? She sat back and just giggled at the others reaction to the cookies. She was positive he’ll enjoy them wholeheartedly. No one could resist them even if they tried. Yue always wanted to become friends with the head chief and find out what he put inside those intriguing and delicious cookies. So that when she came back home she could tell her father or mother to cook them for her. Then again she would rather tell her father to cook them. Her mother and she were somewhat the same, except her mother was a lady first and foremost. She wasn't like Yue who was clumsy all the time. The poor girl could never learn the ways of how a true lady should act. Anyway, she failed in becoming the chiefs friend, however he always gave Yue discounts since she always used her allowance to buy his masterpiece, and also because she was and perhaps the only one who didn't care of how much they cost. Money was of no importance to her. You might say well it's because she was filthy rich and how she didn't have to worry about being poor, but if she really was poor it wouldn't matter. What really mattered to her was her education, family, friends, and enjoying life one step at a time. "They're good aren't they? Haha! I should show you that café and pastry shop sometime. Mhmm..that way you’ll always pass on by and grab a cookie now and then." She thought about the discounts she always had whenever she stopped by there. An idea sparked in her head. "AH HA!!" Yue was excited that she came up with the idea on her own. She clapped and left her hands joined as one. It looked like she was praying but she wasn't. "I can introduce you everyone and even give you a discount or two." She checked her bag and noticed she didn’t bring them with her today. "Aww…" She looked back up at Angelo. "I don’t have them with me today but I don’t mind sharing. I have a bunch of them anyway so sharing a few wouldn’t hurt." Her stomach was really ticking in there. Her mind went from concentrating on her essay and Spanish to sweets. That’s Yue or you. Leave her alone in a store filled with goodies and you’ll swear she was like a child. "You might even like the cheesecakes that they make." The dimples on her cheeks started to appear at the mention of that cheesecake. "Yep! I won’t take no for an answer. You have to come by sometime." She mused.
"Really?" Yue said as she stroked her chin. "You’re knight and not a butler? I must admit it does have a certain ring to it. I know! You can be Angelo the knight. No wait. There has to be a better name. That one doesn’t have that spark of win. Hmm…" She started to think even harder. What will fit Angelo? It has to be knight something or Angelo something. ARHHH!! I can’t think. My brain must have turned to mush when I lost my focus after talking about food. She laughed at the thought. DUH!!! YOU BIG DUMMY!!! My goodness I’m slow. I can’t believe I haven’t noticed before. She sulked. Thinking must not be my forte. Yes, it’s official. I should go to the no thinking program. If there is any and say, "Hi! My name is Yue and I’m an idiot." After a few seconds of fighting with herself she started talking again. "Angelo reminds me of the word angel. Just take out the "o" and that’s what you get an angel. It’s almost right, yes? With that long white hair of yours it almost fits the description. But the whole knight theme fits too if not better." Yue still couldn’t come up with a nickname for her new comer but sooner or later she will. She’ll have to bring her notebook each day just in case she has any ideas. She’ll have to write them all down and pray she’ll find one soon. She hated giving up but for now she’ll surrender graciously.
Yue just also found out she misused a word. Then again it probably wasn’t a word to begin with. Banded? What the hell was she thinking? Her small fingers lightly pulled her hair. It wasn’t enough to hurt her or to make her scream. She just felt a little stupid. OMG!! Did I really say that? Why did I say that? Great! Now he’ll think I’m weird, odd, and just…just plain Jane. Why Lord why? She then shook her first in the air. She mentally fought with herself again. It was like watching the comedy channel. However Yue wasn’t acting, though it was funny nonetheless. "Uh…" She blinked and sat perfectly still. "Well…eh? I was trying to cook a meal for my parent’s anniversary and um…uh…it didn’t go so well." Both of her index fingers pointed towards each other and she started poking herself. "It all went in flames." She finally said. "Not the house. No one got hurt thank goodness. But a few more minutes and someone would have. Well, me that is if the neighbors didn’t come along and help me." She sighed and lowered her head.
Yue could remember it as if it were yesterday. It was Sunday morning and the rain finally stopped pouring. Yue woke up extra early to get the necessary things to cook a big feast. She didn’t mention her plan to her parents because she wanted it to be special. It was supposed to be something that came from the heart. So why not make something with your bare hands she thought. Besides her parents had fought the other day and Yue thought this would get them to make up. Whether they liked it or not Yue was determined to get them to say at least one word to each other. Finally after shopping for hours Yue put her apron on and started cooking. Well, it was more like trying than actually knowing how to cook well. She couldn’t cook to save her life. How ironic that this theory actually played a big part that day. When she finished she placed the dish in the oven. It was supposed to be in the oven for about four hours and it was done but Yue lost track of time when she started tidying up. Smoke started to come from the kitchen, the upper half of the house, the lower half, until everything was consumed by thick heavy smoke. Yue not wanting to cause trouble ran to the kitchen as fast as she could. She knew she shouldn’t have opened the oven, but she did regardless of the dangers that lurked inside. The large big red and yellow flames were this close to injuring her if she hadn’t stepped back, though that too proved useless. She fell back and hit her head. For a few good minutes she laid there unconscious. If the neighbors didn’t see the flames Yue would have been in deep trouble. It was a good thing the hospital was not too far from where she lived. The firefighters stopped the fire from escaping throughout the entire house. When her parents arrived they were furious but very concerned. Without thinking they yelled at Yue when she finally awoke. Yue understood that her parents was just worried and didn’t mean to say those things.
"It was a surprise for my parent’s anniversary. They fought the day before and I thought making flan, their favorite dish might help them make up. It usually takes about a few hours to get it done, but I was sure that I was able to handle it on my own. I guess I was wrong." She gulped. "I left what I was making in the oven than I should have and it exploded into flames. I went back and tried to stop the fire but I hit my head and fell unconscious. I’m so lucky to have such great friends to help me when I was down." She didn’t know what else to do but nod. "So you can now see why my parents banned me from the kitchen. Moving on…" Yue bounced from that depressing story real quickly because she didn’t want to continue thinking about it. "I’m a senior. And I'm determined to pass with flying colors!!"[/color] THE VOICE!? - D8 i feel like the last part was rushed. 8( arghhh!! ah well. *headdesks* [/li][li][/color] THE TUNES WHICH INSPIRED ME TO WRITE!? - wedding dress = taeyang & prayers = taeyang feat. teddy, & high & mighty color = good bye <3 [/li][li][/color] THE SONG WHICH SPOKE TO ME!? - hero = skillet [/li][li][/color] WHERE'S THE MUSE!? - 80-90% [/li][li][/color] THE CREATIVITY MASTER!? - rp template made by yours truly, me of course![/li][/ul][/blockquote][/size] |
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