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| Tweet Topic Started: August 5, 2012, 7:33 pm (316 Views) | |
| DannyUlrich | August 5, 2012, 7:33 pm Post #1 |
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Hi, i'm danny and this is my very first Fanfic, i speak spanish so maybe there are gonna be some grammar mistakes, let me now please. This is a little story i have been making in my mind for about...1 year but i never write it until now, so please be nice and let me now if you like it, it's a short chapter but it's just the start. Thank you. ''mom it's too late for breakfast!'' I yelled to my mom while I run downstairs and then to my father's car, it's 6:50 and school starts at 7:00, so I was a little late. ''Einny, honey you need breakfast, school can wait!'' mom told me while I opened the door of the car. ''no mom, sorry it's late, today's my first day at my art class, remember I told you about it? '' ''no'' she forgot about it...''einnar come on, it's late'' my dad told me and I close the door ''bye mother''. Few minutes later I entered school, right in time. ''Hey Einnar! Here!'' I Heard Ellen's voice at the back of the classroom,history classroom... ''hi Ellen, how was your weekend?'' I asked her ''boring...I call like 5 times but... oh wait I remember now, your brother told me you were with your grandma or something...'' ''yeah, all the weekend'' ''maybe the next Friday we can go and watch a movie or something''Ellen said smiling ''yeah...maybe'' I said. About 30 minutes later history class finished, thanks god it's the worst class I think, and as history ends, math's, English and 3 more classes too.''OK young people, sit down'' told us Miss Green, the arts teacher, I'm so excited about this class! I know I will love it! ''Right, I'm Susan Green, your new arts teacher'' yeah, yeah, let's start to paint or something... ''and I will be with you guys the rest of the year'' she told us with a huge smile, she looks like a nice woman. Then Mr. Green made us introduce ourselves so she can know our names and all that stuff. ''Ok, now that I know all of you I must introduce to you guys a new student; he will be in this group with us all the year, so...come in Mr. Lannerback''she said and when I saw that guy crossing the door, I guess my jaw fell to the floor, he was gorgeous, I think. ''say hi Lars'' Miss Green said but he remained silent, so...Lars huh? He has beautiful green-blue eyes, light brown hair that reaches his shoulders, he was taller than me, like 1.78m, very tall I must say, he dressed a light blue t-shirt and a pair of navy jeans. ''Uhm...where I seat?'' he asked with a husky deep voice, and a weird accent. ''feel free to choose, Lars'' Miss Green told him with a smile. There were like 10 unemployed desks...and he chooses to sit behind me. As a teenager I am, I feel my face burning just thinking that he was behind me, maybe looking at my hair...or not. No, my hair wasn't interesting so...whatever. It's like when you saw a pretty guy and immediately you think he could fall in love with you, day dreams...always. Miss Green left us homework, read a book and makes a drawing about our favorite part...sincerely, I thought this class would be like ''everybody takes a brush and let's paint this boring room!'' but hell no...and here I have no friends, there's no Ellen (my only friend actually...) so I got to make new ones...will I be able to talk to him? Maybe...he looks nice. |
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| DannyUlrich | August 10, 2012, 12:02 am Post #2 |
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the first chapter was a little too short and i never told you about the characters and about what is the story, so here's a little about all: -Einnar Bailey is a teenage girl from Arizona that moved with her family due to his father's job when she was little. Now she's in 9th grade and meets a guy named Lars in the art's club in school, they become best friends and with the passage of time she start to ''fall in love'' with him but he have different interests, such as his music and his dream of becoming a famous guitarist. Hope you like it, tell me what you think about the story:) CHAPTER 2 -1 year later- The days passed and we became very good friend, we were together almost all the day. We spent the time talking about books, food and great music, my musical tastes weren't equal as the ones he had, while i loved the Beatles, the who, the hollies and most of the 60's music he was so into rock and bands such like Black sabbath, Led zeppelin and a lot more. I learn a lot about him, he told me that he was born in Sweden, Stockholm to be more accurate, that his birthday is in July 30 and he is 17 years old, that he is in love with his fender guitar and that his dream is become huge and famous. I told him about me too,not too much, my life isn't so interesting; i just told him facts like where i born, Arizona, and that when i was 6 i moved to here, Los Angeles. I woke up at 6:00 am and take a quick shower, put on some clothes, take my backpack and went downstairs to take a bowl of cereal. ''mom, Lars gonna pick me to go to school, tell dad he don't need to wait for me'' i said to my mom with a sleepy voice. ''how's that?'' she asked with a devil smile. ''how's what? about Lars?'' what happen with that question? ''Einn, now you are 15 and you start to interest in guys, you now...in a different way, its normal sweetie, at you age i was not a virg-'' '' MOM! oh no....i'm never going to forget this mom, just stop, and keep that to yourself....god!'' i said running towards the front door. ''why? it's normal!'' mom yelled at me with a playful tone '' no mom, it is not normal, just see you later'' i said and close the door behind me. i walked to the sidewalk in front of my house and there's was Lars...did i told you already that his full name is Lars Johan Yngve Lannerback? weird huh? that's why i just call him Lars, but back to where i was. He was tapping his fingers in the steering wheel waiting for me in his beloved Camaro '68, oh how he love his car,was his 15 years gift, what a gift! I opened the passenger's door and sat down. ''Morning young lady'' he said with a smile as i put the seat belt and he drive to school. He called me ''young lady'' just because i was two years younger than him...he did not even seemed older! ''good morning Mr. Lannerback!'' i grinned. ''Whoa...someone's in a good mood?'' he smiled turning his head towards me ''what's that for? ''Because today is Friday and EYES ON THE ROAD!!'' i yelled ''sorry'' he said laughing '' you scared me!'' I said, catching my breath while he laughed so loud '' Ok, i was telling you why i'm happy today!'' ''yes'' he said still laughing. i hit him playfully in his shoulder '' Oww ok, just tell me'' '' you don't remember, don't you?'' '' i don't even know what you mean....'' ''today's the music festival! you signed to play the guitar!'' i said cheerfully, he parked his car in the school parking lot. ''WHAT!?'' he yelled, and i just stay there in silence with eyes wide open '' i totally forgot about it!! i don't know if i have my guitar!! and...my amp!!'' he opened the door and run towards the car's trunk and opened it. I followed him '' you promised to the principal you were going to play his favorite song...'' '' you were there with me?! oh god, my brain doesn't work anymore! ok...ok..calm down yngve, which was his favorite song anyway?'' he asked me concerned '' don't know....something like....it was a classical music song..'' i said thinking '' ok, i know classical music, but there's a buch!!! which one is his favorite! he said now, so concerned. We stayed in silence for about 30 seconds...then '' SUMMER!! he said something about summer'' i jumped happy, because i found the answer '' Vivaldi...hmm'' he said with a doubtful glance ''it's hard?'' i asked '' you can't play it?'' ''no...'' he said now relaxed '' even with my eyes closed'' he said with a mocking tone '' Ohh i forgot you are a guitar god! sorry your majesty'' i bowed laughing ''ohh shut up, im blushing! come one...let's do this'' ''oh...i will not see you while you play, today's my English test....sorry'' ''it's ok'' he said smiling at me, IT'S OK!? just that? i was hoping something like oh Einn why? you have to! please!, but no...he just said it's ok.... ''hmmh'' i frowned ''so....good luck'' he put his hands on my shoulders, what a nice fellow...i frowned again ''good luck too'' i said without smiling and walked to my history class. i saw him walking down the corridor with his guitar in one hand and his backpack in his right shoulder, he was so handsome, a dream to me, he wasn't like those guys from school, he wasn't in the football team, he hate sports actually, he wasn't popular, but he was special, at least to me, i leaned in the door frame and while he was walking he turned his head and smiled at me, i smiled back.......and sighed loud. ''Miss Bailey, you are late, come in right now'' i heard my teacher taking me out of my day dreams....nice, thanks. I sat on my spot at the back of the classroom, as regular, Ellen was in front of me. '' hey, what happened? you' are never late'' she whispered to me '' oh...i was talking with lars...'' i said taking my book out of my backpack ''that weird guy....'' Ellen doesn't like him, she said he's always talking about weird people (musicians) and that his hair was so girly. ''ellen'' i said yelling/whispering '' he ain't a weirdo, he's my friend!'' '' Is there something you want to tell us Miss Bailey?'' Mr. Matthews told me...annoyed of course ''uhmm...i was but now i forgot about it, sorry'' i said excusing myself ''keep quiet Miss Bailey, and that goes to Miss Fowler too'' he said turning to the blackboard ''sorry teacher'' Ellen whispered. The hours passed slowly and now it's time for my last class and for my test...i ain't nervous but i wanted to make it quickly because maybe i can saw Lars playing. I entered the classroom and quickly take a test from Mr. Sullivan's desk, i went almost running to my spot and start to answered the test. At times i looked at the clock, 3, 7, 10 minutes has passed right now...15 minutes then i finished my test and run to Mr. Sullivan to gave him my test and then i run towards the door. ''Stop'' he yelled, not angry, just so i can heard him well. ''shit'' i said low ''hurry?'' he said while i walked to his desk '' take your seat, you can't leave until all have finished their tests'' he said eyes on his book. i walked angry to my seat and jumped into, angry. i stayed there doodling in my notebook when i heard the bell ring and jumped out of my seat, i run to the door, without Mr. Sullivan yelling at me; i left the classroom and run to the gym, where Lars were supposed to play. i Entered and noticed it was empty, no people, no nothing, no Lars, i know i told him i wasn't going to be there but i tried my best to finished my test at time, and then Mr. Sullivan told me i could not leave, and when i finally left the classroom i found that the gym is empty... ''oh god'' i said my rubbing my face. I heard noises coming from the back of the stage and i star to walk towards there. I opened a white door that said ''showers'' and saw Lars shirtless opening his guitar case, he was all sweaty and i can saw drops falling from his hair. i guess he heard me opening the door because he quickly turn to see who was. ''Hey'' he saw it was me and gave me a warm smile opening his arms attempting to give me a hug, i guess....but GOD!! he was sweaty and he look so...sexy and hot and i was drooling;I hugged him back. ''how was the test?'' he said with his arms still in my waist, i just remained mine at my sides, i know that's kind of rude but i was so nervous! ''good'' that was all that came out of my mouth, and almost whispering ''it....was....good'' ''Congratulations then'' he said rubbing a towel down his beautiful torso....drooling again ''i'm sorry i wasn't here, how was that? what the principal said?'' ''Oh... it was good, well i must say..perfect'' he smiled putting on a black t-shirt '' i'm sorry, it was too hot out there that when i finished i came here and take a quick shower'' he smiled picking his guitar case and placed it on his shoulder. ''it's ok....'' and i know i was blushing, did he noticed how i looked at him? ''you are blushing girl'' he said half mocking half smiling and yes, he noticed it... '' come on'' he said placing his arm around my shoulders while we started to walk out of the gym. '' you should have seen me, bet vivaldi is squirming in his grave'' he said smiling, he looked so happy. '' was that good?'' he nodded '' i wish i could have seen you'' i said a little upset: he lifted my chin with his hand '' hey, forget it, look at the bright side, you will get an A+!'' he was always trying to cheering me up, and it always works. ''Maybe'' then he kissed my cheek ''i know you will'' he smiled, why he kissed me out of nothing? ''what was that about?'' i asked smiling, tow new things had happened today; first, i had never saw him shirtless, second, he had never kissed me and less without a reason... ''just....a kiss'' he smiled and i can saw a little twinkle in his eyes; we arrive at the parking lot and opened the car, i sat and close the door ''what a day'' i said looking at him ''and wait...is not over'' me said with a huge grin while he drive out of the school ''what's that for?'' ''just wait, we're going somewhere'' but......where? ___________________________________________________ and here's Lars car click! |
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