Stella
So, this is a story I had a great idea 4. I won't give away anything, but I think it's cool. Plz comment and rank! Thx. ^.^
"Stella, Brittney. Brittney, Stella. We call Stella Bohemian Flower Child. Stella, Brittney is going to be our skater-slash-emo girl. Stella?"
"Huh? Oh, sorry. Daydreaming again. Hi." Stella casually waved hi and immediatly took interest in her fluffy skirt. Brittney fixed her Vans sweatshirt.
"Hey, kid." Her hair was as black as midnight, with a beanie the same color. Black supertight skinny jeans were bound to her legs.
"Excuse me?" Stella responded.
"So," Rebecca cut in a possible fight. "Stella, are you excited for the Help Is Here club? I heard we were helping people instead of the enviroment this year."
"Um, yeah. It'll be fun." Stella gulped. She didn't want to help people. She wasn't good with people. Not at all. She couldn't even listen to what they had to say. She was totally going to get kicked out of her favorite club. What she didn't know was that something was going to change her life.
They were assigned different people to help. Stella got an emo boy, named Nathaniel. She sat in her own little 'office' area, and called him to her room when she had her papers and stuff ready. He trudged in, mopingly.
"Is this the right place?"
"Um, yeah," She said, trying to flash a warm and helpful smile. He fake smiled back at her, flashing sharp canines. "Just take a seat. We will get started as soon as you're ready."
"Cool." He settled into the seat, and sat in that slouchy kind of way. They talked about problems with people at the school, his family, and his 'sad and pathetic life' in descriptive detail. She advised things for him and apologized for not being able to give full on advice.
"Sorry, I'm just not that big in student counseling."
"You know, your actually kinda cool. I'll be back tomorrow. I'll...accomplish the advice you gave me."
During the week, she talked with him and offered more advice. Her mother said, for a treat, they would visit the Empire State Building. They drove over, listening to their favorite tunes, when Stella realized there was something on top of the Building. And it didn't look right.
"I catch up with you guys later." She announced to her parents as they looked at the museum, then dashed all the up to the top. She began to catch her breath at a pavillion, where she could see the whole New York skyline. She could soak it in and feel glorious. But no, Stella MacIntosh was going to find out what was up there. But then, Stella saw someone standing on the bars. Wearing dark clothing. Tall, thin, and lean. All of a sudden, she remembered an interview with Nathaniel, were he said people called him 'pencil legs'. He was awfully skinny. Then she realized who it was.
Ready to fall off The Empire State Building, was Nathaniel himself.
"Huh? Oh, sorry. Daydreaming again. Hi." Stella casually waved hi and immediatly took interest in her fluffy skirt. Brittney fixed her Vans sweatshirt.
"Hey, kid." Her hair was as black as midnight, with a beanie the same color. Black supertight skinny jeans were bound to her legs.
"Excuse me?" Stella responded.
"So," Rebecca cut in a possible fight. "Stella, are you excited for the Help Is Here club? I heard we were helping people instead of the enviroment this year."
"Um, yeah. It'll be fun." Stella gulped. She didn't want to help people. She wasn't good with people. Not at all. She couldn't even listen to what they had to say. She was totally going to get kicked out of her favorite club. What she didn't know was that something was going to change her life.
They were assigned different people to help. Stella got an emo boy, named Nathaniel. She sat in her own little 'office' area, and called him to her room when she had her papers and stuff ready. He trudged in, mopingly.
"Is this the right place?"
"Um, yeah," She said, trying to flash a warm and helpful smile. He fake smiled back at her, flashing sharp canines. "Just take a seat. We will get started as soon as you're ready."
"Cool." He settled into the seat, and sat in that slouchy kind of way. They talked about problems with people at the school, his family, and his 'sad and pathetic life' in descriptive detail. She advised things for him and apologized for not being able to give full on advice.
"Sorry, I'm just not that big in student counseling."
"You know, your actually kinda cool. I'll be back tomorrow. I'll...accomplish the advice you gave me."
During the week, she talked with him and offered more advice. Her mother said, for a treat, they would visit the Empire State Building. They drove over, listening to their favorite tunes, when Stella realized there was something on top of the Building. And it didn't look right.
"I catch up with you guys later." She announced to her parents as they looked at the museum, then dashed all the up to the top. She began to catch her breath at a pavillion, where she could see the whole New York skyline. She could soak it in and feel glorious. But no, Stella MacIntosh was going to find out what was up there. But then, Stella saw someone standing on the bars. Wearing dark clothing. Tall, thin, and lean. All of a sudden, she remembered an interview with Nathaniel, were he said people called him 'pencil legs'. He was awfully skinny. Then she realized who it was.
Ready to fall off The Empire State Building, was Nathaniel himself.
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More please!