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Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Do You Remember ?- Part 8 By Cynthia Okorom

APRIL


“I’ve been waiting so long to say this but I think now is the right time” Danny stopped walking
“What?”
“Do you remember a boy that was at kindergarten? He was kind of crazy. But you were friends with him” he avoided meeting my eye which meant this was serious.
“Yeah. Danny. He’s in a coma”
“Well. I promised your mom I wouldn’t tell you, but I’m Danny”
“I don’t like liars” I said through gritted teeth
“Every time I look at you it always brings back memories. So I put it all together and realized that you are April Paradise. I got out of coma last year”
“I-I got to go” I ran off.
            I can’t believe it. All this time I was too busy paying attention to Mitchell and I hadn’t even noticed that ‘the one’ might’ve been in front of me the whole time.
“Mom! You liar!” I didn’t even wait for her greetings; I just got straight to it.
“What did I do darling?”
“Don’t you darling me! You told me that Danny was still in coma! You told me that he might never wake up!”
“He is in a coma”
“He’s not! You knew and you made him lie to me! I cry every night thinking that I killed my best friend, all to find out that he goes to MY school!”
“Ape, I didn’t want to hurt you” I could see the pain in her eyes.
‘Don’t call me that” It made me think about Mitchell again. Tears starting rolling down my cheeks again.
             


MITCHELL


I held back the tears. I didn’t want to cry over a girl that I met after 1 week. It wasn’t right. As I pushed through the people at my house, I finally made it to my room where Misty still lay on my bed.
“How’d she take it?” Misty smirked. I reached out to slap her, but stopped myself midway.
“She hates me” I cried. I broke down and cried. For the first time in 3 years I cried for a girl and I cried in front of Misty. She held me as I cried.
            After an hour of crying I finally lift myself from her shoulders.
“What do you see in her?” Misty asked.
“She’s beautiful, she’s nice, she’s sweet, she has a killer sense of humour, and she’s fun to be around. Though she’s mad at me, I know she doesn’t hate me” Her image came into my head and I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of the first day of school.
“Why don’t you love me?”
“I love you as a friend, but it’s never going to work. I’m sorry”. She patted my head and walked out of my room.
            “Yo! Mitchell, what’s with this party? We haven’t seen you around much?” a guy named Seth called out when I stepped into the living room.
“Sorry guys. Party over. I’m feeling a bit sick”
“Man, this sucks” lots of people murmured.
            When the house was finally empty I crashed out on the couch and fell asleep.
            I woke up the next morning feeling horrible, and the house looked like crap. It was 10am and my parents weren’t home yet. What happened to them coming back at 12am? .
            Wow, 3 hours to clean the whole house. Mom and dad would be so proud. Speaking of mom and dad, I should probably call them and check out what’s wrong. I walked lazily up to my room and grabbed my phone.
            “Hello? Mom? Where are you guys?”
“Sorry babe. We have to delay our trip back. We’ll be home in 3 days. I sent you a babysitter. Or you could go to Misty’s house”
“Okay, bye mom” I hung up and started texting April.

TO: APRIL
FROM: MITCHELL

Ape. I’m really sori. Plz forgive me. I honestly didn't mean 2 hurt your feelings. I didn't mean for anything 2 happen. She came on to me. Plzzzz, I’m sori. I think I like u.

Mitch

Do You Remember ?- Part 7 By Cynthia Okorom

MITCHELL

My house was being filled by the presence of the students; but it didn’t feel right without April.
            I saw someone enter through the front door. Thinking it was April, I ran up to the person and when I saw their face disappointment ran through my face.
“Nice to see that you’re excited to see me” Misty grinned at me. Honestly, looking at her now makes me think why we ever dated.  Maybe it’s just because I was going through a hard time and she was just there, with me and it just kind of happened. I never really had strong feelings for her like she did for me.
“Hi Misty” I smiled back at her half-heartedly.
“So, where’s emo chick?”  . I glared at her
“She has a name you know. It’s April”
“Sorry”
            I tried getting away from her, but she kept following me. It was really annoying. I wish she could just let go of me and move on to someone that actually wanted her for who she is and not just because of the moment.
“Misty! Stop following me” I yelled, before running into my room.
“Mitchell, why can’t you see that I love you?” Oh no, are those tears I see? I can’t handle girls that cry; especially since I cried in front of this girl, which makes it even harder to leave her alone. She was there for me, so why can’t I do the same for her?
            I don’t know how I got myself into this mess, but next thing I know she was all over me. Was she always this strong and desperate? No matter how hard I pushed, she wouldn’t let go.
“Misty… Stop… April might... Walk... In...” It was hard to talk, seeing that her lips were covering mine as I struggled for breath.
“Don’t worry, she won’t mind” she said as she pulled away from me for air.
“I don’t…” the door swung open and I saw her; Standing there. 

APRIL


Seeing him on the bed with ‘her’ made me feel empty. Though we weren’t together, I could feel something that I haven’t felt since Danny left. All those compliments Mitchell gave me were a way of trying to break my heart. Well it worked. Just when I was beginning to open up and realize my feelings for him.
“I can explain” he said, pushing Misty (who is smiling) out of the way.
“What? How can you explain something when I already know what it is? I don’t need the details”
“April. Let’s go. Leave them to continue” Daniel was pulling my hand from behind
“I thought I liked you” fighting back the tears. I squeeze Daniel’s hand and walk out of the room.

MITCHELL

It’s only been a week and I’m already chasing after a girl. But then again, this isn’t just ‘a girl’ it’s ‘the girl’. I don’t usually believe in all that love at first sight crap, but with April; she’s the only exception. She fell and I was willing to catch her (literally) but now I dropped her (figuratively). What have I done? I looked everywhere for her, only to find her crying onto Daniel’s arms on the bench a few blocks down.
“April, look, I’m really sorry. I honestly didn't mean for that to happen” when she looked up, her make up was smudged and her hair was untidy but she was still as beautiful as ever.
“For what to happen? Making out with Misty or for making me fall for you”
“I swear she came onto me. I would never hurt you”
“If you had told me that an hour ago I would’ve believed you, but now all I can hear is the voice of a jerk”
“How do I show you that I’m sorry?”
“Jump off a cliff and then I’ll consider forgiving you”
“Done” Maybe if I acted like I was actually going to do it, she might consider changing her mind.
“Okay. Bye” And with that she stood up and left with Daniel, hand in hand.
I was obviously wrong.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Do You Remember ?- Part 6 By Cynthia Okorom

Later that night, I got a call on my cell phone.
“Hello?” I asked as I answered the call
“Hey, this is Mitchell”
“Oh, hey”
“Do you think you’ll be free on Saturday? There is going to be a party at my house and you’re invited” Me? Invited to a party with a lot of people?
“Yeah, I’m free” Although I’m not good with people, I still wanted to try step out of my comfort zone.
“Cool, I’ll tell you the rest of the details on Friday”
“Okay, thanks”
“Bye Ape” I heard a little laugh before the phone disconnected.
            My hair was a mess, it wasn’t cut evenly and that meant I had to cut it even shorter. I walked to my mirror, grabbed my scissors and started cutting my hair. I didn’t want it long anyway, even though I promised him to keep it long.
            “Apriiiil!” He would always call me when I was playing with my Barbie
“What?” the expression on my face made him laugh which I found really irritating.
“I like your hair” he smiled “Long is cool” Back then my hair was long and reached my butt. My mum made me cut it a few years later. I was around the age 6 when I had to promise him that I wouldn’t cut it again till we were 16. I guess that promise was meant to be broken anyway. Oh well, he’ll understand when he wakes up.
            Remembering that he was in a coma always brought tears to my eyes, but this time instead of tears, I just felt slightly angry. Mostly towards my self, seeing that it was my fault.
            My hair was on the floor, just lying there. I laughed at the thought of it being on my head. The person I saw in the mirror looked different and a bit more attractive.
By 11:00 I was in bed, looking at my ceiling. Slowly after hours of thinking, I doze off.
I wake up and look at my clock and it reads ‘06:30’. I must’ve fell asleep thinking.
Once I’m at school I go and look for Mitchell, trying really hard to avoid Misty and her gang. When I finally spot him I run up to him, which surprises me.
“Hi, Mitch” trying to hide the happiness in my voice. Wait, did I just call him Mitch? Woops
“Hey, Ape” his smile can make me melt any day. Suddenly he looked at me differently; I wonder if he notices my hair. “Did you get a hair cut?”
“Um, yes. I cut it myself yesterday” I couldn’t help but blush
“Oh, I love it”. As he leaned forward I thought he was going to kiss me, but just whispered in my ear. “See you in class” He chuckled and walked away. I don’t know why I’m suddenly feeling this way for him, is it because I am grateful for him saving me yesterday and making me smile when no one else could.
            When Friday came by I couldn’t help but walk up to Mitchell myself and ask him for the details.
“Okay, it’s starts at 7:30pm. Sound’s good?”
“Yeah, it does” I smiled at him.
            The next day I woke up really early to get my hair curled. I wanted to wear something flattering so I looked inside my closet and the only clothes I owned that was in colour was my dress I wore on the day of Danny’s accident; I don’t think I can wear that to a party even if I wanted to.
            Finally I picked out the best outfit I could. Black boots with my short black dress which I wear with black stockings. I know, it’s still all black, but what can I do?
“April, you seem happier than before. What’s exciting about this party?” mom had a cheeky grin on her face.
“I don’t know.” I lied.
“Okay then”.
            I walked over to the bus stop at 6:30pm. Daniel was there before me.
“Hi Ape” he smiled. It wasn’t the same as Mitchell’s smile.
“Hi. Please don’t call me Ape” Mitchell is the one that usually calls me Ape. Though it sounds kind of insulting, I still like it.
“Why not?” he frowned.
“Because  ... It’s like an indirect way of you calling me an ape.”
“Oh, sorry”. It got silent after that. No one talked till we reached the party. 

Do You Remember ?- Part 5 By Cynthia Okorom .. Okay, I'm revealing myself :D

“My name’s Mitchell” he smiled
“I’m April, also known as emo chick”
“I think I’ll just call you April. Who pushed you off the stairs?”
“It was that dark haired girl”
“Does she have short straight hair?”
“Yeah”
“Oh, that’s Misty” he chuckled. I couldn’t help thinking about how good looking he was. “I think we should probably get going”
“Yeah” as usual, I was only giving one word answers. I limped up the stairs because of my injury. His arms were around me and I noticed that I wasn’t on the ground anymore until we reached the top of the stairs. “Thanks” I smiled at him and this time it was actually a sincere smile.
            We were the last two to enter the class and all eyes were on us.
“Please take your seats” the maths teacher didn't seem very pleased with us coming late to class. Mitchell took a seat next to me.
           “So how did you get that bruise?” Mitchell asked, looking concerned
“Misty and her friends just beat me up and I fell and got this bruise”
“Oh, well, I’ll protect you from now on. Misty is just a really hard person to communicate with, but once you get in, she treats you like an actual person”. That kind of reminded me of myself but I don’t beat people up. “I’ll be your very own bodyguard”
“You are now dubbed April’s Bodyguard” I laughed
“Mitchell Bodyguard at your service me lady” the way he said it actually made me laugh really hard that I completely forgot that we were in Maths class.
“Mitchell, April, principal’s office. NOW!”  Mr Pee, the maths teacher yelled at us.
            Walking to the principals office was fun, I had basically laughed all the way to the office. I never thought that my mouth still had laughter that actually came out.
            During interval I hung out with Mitchell. I had completely forgotten about the whole Danny thing until I saw him coming up the stairs.
“April, there you are” he waved at me.
“Hello Daniel, this is Mitchell, he’s in my maths class”
“Hi Mitchell” they exchanged handshakes and looking at Daniel just made me feel very uncomfortable.
“Sorry guys, I need to go to the bathroom” I ran down the stairs and tried to look for the bathroom.
“Hey guys, look, its April” It was Misty and her gang. I wanted to run away, but there wasn’t anywhere to run to. Misty pulled my long black hair and pulled out scissors from her bag and was about to cut my hair. I tried really hard to pull away, but she was stronger than me. The scissors was on my hair and I saw long bits fall to the ground. Something that also fell to the ground was my tears.
“Misty, what do you think you are doing?” Mitchell pushed her away from me
“Sorry. Come on girls, let’s leave” Misty and the other girls left. As soon as I saw Mitchell I put my arms around him without even knowing because I was so scared.
“Your hair will grow back” he said, wiping away my tears
“Its not supposed to be short, I haven’t cut it in 7 years”
“Why?”
“You won’t understand. Thanks, for coming”
“Its okay, I’m your bodyguard after all” he smiled

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Do You Remember ?- Questions

How do you think the story might end ? Will it be a good happy ending or a sad ending ? When will April realize if Daniel is THE Danny or just a look-a-like ? Do you think that April and Mitchell will get together or would you rather Daniel and April get together. Tell me what you think

Love or Not ?

Do you think that it is weird to be in love with a guy, but then you have eyes on someone else. Even though you try convince yourself that you're still in love with the first guy . Tell me what you think

Do You Remember ?- Part 4 By Anonymous

“Hey April” Daniel smiled as he took the seat next to me.
“Hi” I tried sounding rude so that the conversation wouldn’t go any further.
“So, why do you always seem sad?” he asked.
“Well, wouldn’t you be sad if your friend was in a coma for 7 years?” I snapped. It may have sounded a bit rude when it came out but it didn't really matter.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Who’s your friend?”
“His name is Danny” I had just realized that.
“Tell me more about him. If you want”
“I’ll tell you later. We’re at school and I don’t want to discuss it in school”. I grabbed my black bag and walked out of the bus.
“Wait you forgot your-“Daniel yelled after me but I just kept walking.
            “Hey, are you the new emo chick that just started here” I heard a girl say behind me.
“Um, yeah, I guess so, but I’m not emo”. Before I knew it, I was on the ground with a grazed knee.
“No emos allowed” she laughed and walked off with the other girls that were with her. I reached into my bag and looked for my wallet so that I can cross out ‘New Bullies’ but it wasn’t there. Oh no, I think I left it on the bus. It’s probably in the principal’s office.
            “April, come over here!” I heard Daniel’s voice when I walked into homeroom.
“It’s okay, I’ll sit over there” I said, trying to avoid him but it was too late. His hand was already on my arm, dragging me next to the seat beside him. “Or I’ll just sit here”.
“You forgot your wallet in the bus” he said, handing my wallet back to me.
“Thanks. Did you open it?” I asked curiously.
“Yeah, sorry, I saw a picture of this boy, probably Danny?” Why do I still have that? Maybe it was because I didn't want to dispose of all the memories.
“Oh, yeah, we were 5 when I took it” the memories came rushing back. His mom took us to the amusement park; it was my first time going. It was so much fun. We both went into the Picture Booth and went crazy with facial expressions. It helped me forget about the sorrows of my dad’s death.
“April” I felt someone shake me
“Oh sorry, I just remembered something”
“I have to tell you something important” he suddenly looked serious.
            I wonder what he wanted to tell me, but the bell rang before he had time to tell me. My first class was maths, so I walked to the class. When I reached there, I saw those mean girls that pushed me when I came out of the bus.
“Well, hello there” the dark haired one smirked. I tried to ignore them and walk straight to class but her hands were on my chest and she pushed me down the stairs. I nearly hit down ground when I felt someone catch me.
“Are you okay?” he asked
“Yeah, thanks”. I looked at him more clearly. He had black spiky hair, wore skinny jeans (which weren’t part of the uniform), he had deep blue eyes and wore converse.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Do You Remember ?- Part 3 By Anonymous

The next morning I woke up with tears in my eyes. I probably had the dream again.
I made my bed, brushed my teeth and washed my face. The smell of my mom’s pancakes made hungrier. “Morning mom” I said, stealing a pancake
“Morning darling” she smiled at me. “April, I think you need to go for a walk. Maybe you could get some fresh air. Without your friends” she looked concerned
“Okay, sure” She was right. My head was full at the moment.
             I got dressed up and walked to the park. People still stared at me. Why won’t they just leave me alone? Without looking at anyone, I walked towards a tree and sat underneath it. My eyes closed and memories came rushing back.
              “Hello daddy?” I couldn’t hear my father anymore. The last thing I heard was a loud crash. “Daddy what’s wrong?” The last thing my dad said was ‘I love you April’. I was just 5 years old when I lost my dad. Danny was the person that kept me happy. I met him when I was 3 in kindergarten. Unfortunately 2 years after the death of my father; Danny was also ‘taken away’ from me. “April, I love you. I’ll be your dad” is what Danny told me when tears were the only thing that ever came to me.
               “Hey, aren’t you the girl I met yesterday?” That voice; why did it sound so familiar? “Hello?” I felt a hand tap at my shoulders.
“Oh, Sorry, I was just thinking about something” I quickly wiped the tears away from my eyes.
“What were you thinking about?” he asked, looking concerned.
“I was thinking about my past. Don’t want to talk about it”
“Okay. So, I didn’t get a chance to ask for your name” he sat down next to me.
“I’m April” I said blankly
“April. That’s a beautiful name” he smiled. “So April, where do you school?”
Gray Lynn College” I don’t know why I told him.
“Why-“he started, but I interrupted him.
“Not to be rude or anything, but I don’t really know you; and it’d be better if I kept my distance from strangers” before he said anything else, I stood up, grabbed my bag and walked back home
                 “Dude, do you know how creepy this is? You just followed me home?”
“I don’t mind” he chuckled.
“Mom I’m home!” I yelled when I entered the house
“Hello Ap-“she dropped what she was holding when she entered the living room. “Danny?”
“Ms. Paradise?” Daniel looked as shocked as mom looked.
“What’s going on here?” I asked.
“Daniel, can I have a word with you?” she led him into the kitchen. I couldn’t hear much but I picked up a few things.
“..In a coma..?” mom started off
“Mom said...”
“..Out of a coma…” it sounded like mom was pleading with him. After a few minutes of talking, they both came back.
“April, I have to go now. Bye” he left. I didn’t care what was going on, so I just went up to my room.
             I dreamt that I was in a black room with no exits. Danny was there, I ran up to him to hug him but he kept moving away. I stopped running, he stopped moving. Danny’s figured suddenly disappeared and I fell into a dark hole that led to nowhere. Danny wasn’t there, dad wasn’t there and mom wasn’t there. No one was there.
“Danny!” I yelled. Oh, it was only a dream.
             I put my uniform on, it suited my style perfectly; black top, red tie, red miniskirt and black shoes. I grabbed my lunchbox and was off to the bus stop.
             When the bus stopped I got in and sat down at an empty seat. I got out a piece of paper from my wallet and made a; New School, New Dramas, New Faces, New Bullies and I don’t really know about New Loves but I’ll still put it down.
             The bus stopped again and someone got in. I quickly crossed ‘New Dramas’ out of my list as soon as I saw him. 

Do You Remember ?- Part 2 By Anonymous

I had many friends before, but I couldn’t handle being with them because of those memories of Danny. I felt the glares at my back coming from the people walking past. This was normal for me. They all thought I was emo just because my clothes were black and my makeup was black. I just ignored them and walked into the mall. “Hey” I said when I saw my friend, Mikayla.
“Hey” she replied. We didn’t really talk much, that’s why I liked my friends. Even after hearing my ‘Danny’ story, they still treated me like they would treat anyone else.
        After a few minutes of waiting, Bryan finally appeared with his girlfriend Trisha.
“Hey guys” said Trisha. She wasn’t really like us; but Bryan always brought her along and we really couldn’t chase her away. Though, sometimes she could bring up things I wish she wouldn’t.
“Hi” I smiled at them.
“I saw this really cool shop that sells the best clothes” Mikayla announced.
“Shall we go check it out?” Bryan asked, holding Trisha’s hand.
“Sure” Mikayla replied.
       In the store Mikayla held up a black top with a red rose it.
“What do you think of this?” she asked.
“It suits you” I replied, truthfully.
“It’s a cool top, but don’t you think that Trisha would want it too?” Bryan always tried to include Trisha, but it was obvious that Mikayla didn’t approve of her.
“Yeah, me too” Mikayla rolled her eyes “April, don’t you think so too?”
“I don’t know. It’s up to you 3” I hate being in the middle of these type of things.
“Mikayla, you can have it. I don’t really like all the black clothing”. It’s true; she mostly wears pink and all those light colours. “April, how’s Danny doing?” There she goes again, doesn’t she get the message that I don’t want to talk about this.
“I don’t know. It’s been 7 years” before she tried to dig deeper I turned to Mikayla “So, are you going to get that?” She knew that I didn’t like talking about Danny.
“Yeah”
          After a few hours of ‘hanging out’ we all decided that it was time to head home. As I was walking home, I saw a boy that looked about my age, riding his scooter. He looked like he was having fun so I just tried to walk around him.
          “Oww” He hit into me really hard that I fell onto the ground.
“Are you okay? I’m sorry” The boy helped me up.
“That’s okay. My fault” I dusted the dirt from my clothes. When I looked at him closely, I realized that he seemed very familiar. “Do I know you?” I couldn’t help asking.
“I don’t think so” He replied. I didn’t want to get myself into anything that I didn't feel comfortable with.
“Okay, well. Bye” I walked away.
“My name’s Daniel by the way!” He yelled before I disappeared into the other street.

Do You Remember ?- Part 1 By Anonymous

It all started on that unfortunate day, when I was 7. I had the biggest crush on him- "nanananana, no more Barbie for you" he always teased me and stole my toys "Danny! Give that back now!" I yelled at him and chased him across the backyard, to the street. I regretted that moment. That truck took away my best friend. I knelt beside him and tears stared flowing from my eyes. "Danny, look at me. Here, it’s my Barbie" I tried waking him up, nothing would work. "April. What’s happened?" mom came out of the house. I didn't reply “April! What happened?" she asked again.  Yet, I didn’t reply. After a few minutes the ambulance came and took Danny to the hospital. Later that week we got news that he was in a coma and when or if he wakes up, he will lose part of his memory.
       Now I am 14, he still hasn't woken up; well at least that’s what mom says. Ever since that day, I haven't been to the hospital and I haven’t talked to his family. I couldn’t stand living in ‘that’ house so my mother and I moved to somewhere further away. “Mom, I’m going to go meet up with some of my friends” I asked, distracting myself from my memories “Okay, don’t come back late” “Thanks mom, I won’t” I grabbed my black skull bag and put on my long black boots and walk out of the house into the road