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Dear people who visit this blog!


I am sorry to say that this blog story thinge will now end. I am writing other stuff right now, so it has been really hard to work on this blog and others. Besides I have never gotten any comments from you guys!

Anyhow, the only way to start up this blog and the others I have shut down, is that if 3 people ask me to start working on this again. All in the same day! Don't worry, if you like my works of literture! I will be beginning something new!


Luv
Tiffany

Update

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Mr Hasty? LOL

 " Dang, Tianna  , You got Mr. Hasty good!" one guy said to me.

 

 " Is that really his name?" I ask, trying not to laugh.

 " Yeah." another guy said.

 " Oh really, I thought his name was Mr. I- am- stupid." I said.

 All the boys snickered. Then they moved to other topics. I joined in from time to time, when I heard something interesting. Then I heard something even more interesting.

Some guy, I think his name was Sam, asked " Are we allowed to talk about-". He got cut off by 3 other guys. they started to whisper and sneak glances at me. I couldn't hear what they were saying because it was so loud.

 So a girl couldn't know what this was about. Hmmm... Is it worth digging into? Not really.  I mean it could be something really stupid, but it could also be something really awesome. Mmmmm... Okay. Decision made. Once in a while, I'll actually try to find out with they're talking about.

Hey guys!

 Hey, I know I'm inregular at these posts so sorry, but for now on!!!!!




  I'm only going to be posting on weekends and holidays!!!! So tomrrow!

Chapter 1. 0.4

So for the rest of the day, all of my periods, I wreaked havoc. But none of them gave me any detentions. It was because I already had received a detention from 1st period and they couldn't give me another. School rules and technology actually saved me for once. One detention a day.

 

 

 

 

  At the end of the day, I headed for the Detention room. Yes. They had an official room for detention! But it was a private school.

 When I got there, I didn't even knock like we're supposed to. I just walked right in.

 It was more of a lounge than a Detention room.  A bunch of kids were already in there. They were chatting and having a whole bunch fun shoving each other. I looked around, and saw the boys who had gotten in trouble in my first class. They hadn't noticed me yet. But then I noticed something. No adults in here. Just kids. Surprising and not surprising at the same time.

  Then I heard some people calling my name. I looked at the boys from my class. Sure enough they were all yelling at me to come and sit next to them. I sighed. Boy roughhouses. I missed them.

 I came over and shoved 2 guys over and sat down. You'd think they be angry, but that's the moment they accepted me.

Hey guys! Update!

 Hey peopel.e I know I write too much, but what the heck. What can I say? Anyhow, got a new Blog series heading for ya! Hopefully out by tonite! Check it out! I would tell...well, I'll give you a teaser. It's based off a semi good movie. 0.0

Chapter 1. 0.3

Apparently the boys were happy that I got a detention, because they let off a big " Yay !". They had gotten Detention earlier in class for shooting rubber bands and throwing around paper basketballs. I grinned. At least some people actually appreciated getting into trouble.

 The rest of the class went on without another disturbance. Well, to everyone else. I, for one, was bothered. I felt like people were watching. me. It wasn't my classmates, even though they all threw glances at me from time to time. It was something else. But I couldn't place my finger on what.

 Anyway,  teacher was still mad at me, of course. But did I give a damn? Nope. His problem now. I wanted to get out of here. but unluckily for me, math was first period.  On the bright side, I could still wreak havoc.

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 Hey guys! I know this is kind of weird, but i need help choosing a name for this girl! Any suggestions? Just comment!

Chapter 1. 0.2

I answered in a completely I-don't-really-care-about-the-handbook voice, and put up my feet on the desk. Thank god for the leggings. I was wearing a skirt. ( They had student uniforms.) " Yes, but never read it. It was deemed to be too large to read.".That was true. it was a size of two very big dictionaries.

  Now everyone expect the teacher and me were laughing. The teacher slowly started to turn redder and redder. This was so good. I hope someone got this on YouTube.

  Then the teacher said, " It was deemed by who?'

  I answered after 15 seconds," Me. "

  He looked like he was about to explode. This was too funny.

   " Detention! Afterschool!" he said in, obviously , what he thought was his coldest voice ever. he sounded as if he were trying to calm down a poor child. That was the trigger. I let loose all the laughter I had been holding back.

Chapter One. 0.1

   " Excuse me New Student, but aren't you supposed to be working?" he said to me. It was my third day here, so I wasn't really surprised he called me New Student. Like the students, the teachers are also snobs. Are at least, they are rude to me.

 " Is there I reason why I should be working, Sir?" I said sarcastically polite. I kept my face expression innocent.

  On the other hand, this might be what I need to be kicked out.....

 

  After a minute, he said," You have to follow the rules of this school and mine.". He sounded like an idiot to me.

 Then I said in the most perfect sarcastic I'm-innocent voice, " The school had rules?! I never knew that!".

 " Yes. there are rules! Did you not get the student handbook?" he asked me. Obviously he didn't know what sarcasm was.

 

When: Now Where: At my stupid new school.

 

 I looked at the Smart board and rolled my eyes. What we were doing right now was what a 5th grader could do. And we were supposed to be 7th graders. I looked at my new math teacher with no absolute interest.

  The reason I'm saying new is because I had just been transferred. In the middle of the year. I hated it. I resisted. I begged. But my parents decided to be idiots and sent me to this private school. And obviously, they taught these rich kids at a slow paste. They were all snobs, all thinking that they were better. Well, that I've meet so far.

  I sighed. There was one bright thing. None of them tried to rape me. Not kidding there. Heard some girl got raped last month. I suppressed a shiver. then I felt the teacher's gaze on me. Don't ask why I can feel it. you've got to experience it. It's way beyond creepy.

   " Excuse me New Student, but aren't you supposed to be working?" he said to me. It was my third day here, so I wasn't really surprised he called me New Student. Like the students, the teachers are also snobs. Are at least, they are rude to me.

 " Is there I reason why I should be working, Sir?" I said sarcastically polite. I kept my face expression innocent.

 

 

All of this is fiction!!!!!!!!

Prologue.

I turned to the man who was standing on my left. " Call a retreat. Now. ". He gaped at me like I was crazy.

  " But..Commander! We could easily take this army out!" The man said.

  " But can we take a dragon out at the same time?" I asked him, with an eyebrow raised.

He looked at bewildered and shook his head. " You best be right Commander."

 I watched as he passed on the message to the other men. That was done. I looked back at the enemy soldiers. Might as well keep them busy, just long enough to let my men retreat.  I stepped forward with my Kalharkas , again. I flicked my left wrist and said, " Brisinger."  Then that sword lighted with fire. The men in front of me gasped and backed up.

 Then I flicked my right wrist and said," Aqreenus" and that sword had water on it. It was flowing, but not a drop fell to the ground. The men gave one last look at me and fled. I nearly dropped both of my Kalharkas as I laughed. Too easy. I looked behind me. Most of my men were almost off the battle fields. Got to wait for all of them.

  Then I heard that same roar, and this time, it came from right above me. I looked up. The beast was black. I looked back at my soldiers. Almost all.

 " Commander! Look out!" someone screamed at me. Mmmmm? I looked up. Dragon. Coming right for me. I didn't have time to make a run for it. I had a split decision to make. I looked at my soldiers. Only 2 or 3 left. Good. I said the words. Then pain. I screamed.

 

  I sat up and screamed. Immediately my servants and guards came running.

Part of the Prologue

            The only noises you could hear, if you were listening, were the boom of the canons and guns, and people screaming their last screams. But I wasn't listening. The only thing I could hear was my heart, beating. I only saw the enemy and my Kalharkas  flashing in front of me, taking down the soldiers.

       Then I heard a roar in the distance. It couldn't be. I sliced with my left Kalharka, and looked up. I heard another roar, a little closer this time. Damn. Then I looked back at the enemy soldiers. I looked at ones face that was close to me. It was a face of an innocent farmer. I shouldn't have been shocked, but I was. Had the Emperor have no feelings for these poor men? Most of these people had never touched a sword in their life, let alone ,know how to use one. And yet, they were here, fighting for a corrupted king. Amazing.

         I saw movement in the corner of my eye. I spun and slashed. There went the poor man's head. I sighed. These men could be home, working on their farms, in their stores, and workshops. Making their town stronger. I heard another roar, this one even closer than the last. Several of my men went in front of me.

     Back to the task at mind. The dragon. We were not ready for an attack like that. We can defeat an army, but not a dragon alongside it. But we also could not handle the casualties it would cost us. I sighed again. I knew what we must do.

Sorry

Ik I have a lot of blogs. So sorry!!!!!! But I like to write......or well errr.....type?