YAY!

Wooooo-Hooo!
Wonderfully fantasic news everyone!

I've got my oneshot all planned out! It will be great. Dramatic and Cammy! Tad bit of romance too! I can't wait to finish writing it! I'm so excited!

*happy dance*

Hmmm...

Well I'm borrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrred.

So to cure my case of horrible boredness I've written/am writing a oneshot Cammy. It takes place in Sammy's Sophmore year, Casey's Senior. And It's going quite well. It's only a shot little thing, really. But it's cute.

C= Please enjoy! (when it gets up... heres a preview though...)

“ I can not believe I let you talk me into this,” I hissed in my, ex, best
friend’s ear. One would think that when a girl new someone since forth grade -
or maybe it was the third… some seven years ago either way – this said girl
would be able to turn down the sweet puppy dog pout of the said someone. Well,
whoever ‘one’ is, they’re thinking wrong. Cause I sure couldn’t turn down
Marissa.

She smiled, a slow sweet show of teeth. That smile had somehow become something that boy’s couldn’t shy away from – this was a little detail I noticed and she most defiantly had not.

“Sammy,
seriously? You wanted to, you know it. Why else would you have said yes?” That smile turned into a smirk.

Had I not explain my Casey situation with her? We, as in Casey and me, have this little agreement. To be just friends. Okay, well truth be told Casey didn’t
really like the idea when I told him of it, but he let me have my way. Though I
have a feeling he was just humoring me.

I don’t like being humored.

Excitedness!!!

This here guys, is the prologue for the first in a new series I have in mind. They will be about "The Covenant", this one will be a ReidxOC. The OC (original character) being Lissa my sweet and sarcastic creation.


START

1. Prologue:
   
   “Misses Petey! Misses Petey! Misses Petey, looky there!”
   Leanne Petri sighed and shifted the heaviest bag of groceries to her hip, “Daniel Blanchard, you get back here right this instant. You know you aren’t aloud in that graveyard. Come on. You’ll be fending for yourself then for supper,” When the seven-year-old didn’t return to her side she only shook her head, “Maximillon, you go on and your brother. Now.” Lord new she would have no part of her body stepping into the gates that surrounded the Salem Witch Memorial Cemetery. It was dreadful enough her house was right next to it.
   Max glared daggers at the back of his foster mother’s head, you go get ‘im, was what he wanted to say. He didn’t like the woman. She had too many rules, and was always talking about God and Jesus. And when she got herself worked up right out mean; she’d tell him and Danny how they were worthless kids and say stuff about how they were devil kids that no on wanted. At the age of eleven, with nine years of foster care under his belt, he new that you couldn’t back talk to her or any foster parent. All it would do was fire back on you. How many kids had he seen get tossed to a different home because they sassed her? Ms. Petri wouldn’t take it and he was lucky to be in her home. She only threw words, not pots and pans, or fists.
   And because he didn’t want to be sent to bed without any food he pushed open the fence and walked into the graveyard that had darkened with the sky. When he turned to look back, Ms. Petri had gone, “Stupid ol’ hag,” Max muttered quietly making sure his voice wouldn’t somehow reach her ears – which had super hearing, he’d swear, “You’re stupid too, for coming in here Dan! You’ll probably not get any food tonight.”
   Danny didn’t care much, he knew that Max would let him eat of his plate, “Max, Max,” Dan panted as he jumped up and down in excitement, “You gotta see! You gotta see!”
   “No, man. What we gotta do is get back to the house, she wont let either of us have food if we take forever.”
   Danny’s face fell slightly, “But Max, it’s a girl! She’s all hurt and stuff! And there’s blood on her too!”
   Max rolled his eyes Danny was imagining things again. He had to be.
   But as Danny led Max deeper into the cemetery, he started fidgeting and doubting himself. What if there was a girl? What would they do?
   “She’s right here,” Max’s eyes all but popped out of his head as he looked down at the small girl who looked as if she had been attacked by thousands of cats, “Told you, told you!”
   “Holy shit,” Max mumbled ignoring the way Danny’s eyes got wide at the word.
   “What are we gunna do Max? Huh, huh?” Danny poked at Max when he didn’t do anything, “We can’t just leave her!”
   “Shut up, Dan.”
   Danny’s eyes grew wider, “You said cuss words,” he whispered dramatically.
   Max ignored Danny as he got down next to girl and shook her, “Hey. Hey, you okay?”
   When his probing and prodding didn’t get a response Max turned the little girl over in his arms. The cuts weren’t just on her arms and legs but on her face too, “Kid, you awake?”
   The feeble moan that escaped the girl’s lips had Danny jumping behind Max and Max tightening his hold.
   Slowly, her eyes opened, making Danny gasp in wonder, “Your eyes,” he shouted, but lowered his voice a notch as Max’s elbow hit his ribs, “Your eyes, they’re different colors.”
   The said eyes, one green and one baby blue, blinked in confusion, “Hurt.”
   Before the one word was spoken, both boys had fallen in love.

FIN


Wonderful if I may say so myself, lol. C=

=[ <----- Sad Face (Though It Looks Like Vampy Face...).

So guys, I might not be able to update when I wanted.
Which was around the 4th.
Grama (yes thats what we call her not Grandma or Nana, Grama) is in the hospital about to have surgury to take care of a kidney stone.
Though they don't really do stuff like that, doctors generally just wait for it to pass. So this means its serious.
This is all why I might not be able to update. If I'm not at the hospital I'll be watching my cousins...


I know like a grand total of zero read this blog but whatever. I don't have to feel bad about putting up my chapter late, cause I expland and everything here.
Like I said I would on my bio.



Ciao.