tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44221348263797689112012-02-16T08:44:59.080-08:00We don't shine, we sparkle! :)MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.comBlogger211100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-53666887198152418692009-05-30T02:21:00.000-07:002009-06-15T03:05:11.516-07:00<div><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong>Episode 18</strong></span></div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;">Scene 1: Brad's room</span></strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">After band practice without Wayne. he texted him as he wanted to know what was Wayne's reason for missing his second practice. "Yo, Wayne! Wer were u today for practice man?" he waited and fell asleep as it was 8p.m and he was too sleepy to even stay up for dinner. he woke up at 6a.m and saw Wayne's reply. Wayne replied, "Sorry,man! Couldn't make it yesterday 'cos i went out with some friends to do some stuffs. Important stuffs, I swear! Will come to practice tomoro...". </span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>He better!</em> <span style="color:#000000;">Brad thought to himself<em>.</em> He took a shower and went to off to school.</span></span></span><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6633ff;"><br />Scene 2: Afforngrid High School</span></strong><br /><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;" >Brad walked to the others. "So, why didn't the geek go to the practice yesterday?" Courtney asked, rudely. She hating Wayne more and more everyday. "He went out with some friends to do some stuffs. It's alright! He said he will come to today's practice and plus, he only missed one practice. Don't be soo hard on him,OK?" Brad explained nicely. "He has friends?" when Eddie said that, the others started laughing except for Brad. he just stayed quiet, annoyed by his friends. "Dude! Don't look soo serious,man! We are just joking around. Join! Why? You in love with him or something?" Eddie and others laughed harder this time. Brad got impatient and punched Eddie right in the stomach. "Shut up, OK? This ain't funny and you guys should learn to accept him 'cos Heather is gone! Because of us, she quit! Don't make this one quit too...!" he walked off, leaving the others stunt by those remarks. </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Heather was walking with Annelle when Starr joined them. "Hey,guys! Can I walk with you guys to class?" she offered. "Yea, sure, of course!" the both of 'em smiled big. They talked while waiting for the bell to ring. Brad bumped into Heather and stopped the three girls from walking off. "Hey! Heath, can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked, staring at her. She didn't actually wants to but agreed. Annelle and Starr walked off and told that they will meet Heather in class. Brad and Heather walked slowly behind them. "So, what's up?" Heather asked,bored. "New drummer in the band", Brad told, looking away from Heather's stares. "I know about that!" she answered short. "Ohh! You know who it is?"he asked. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She nodded, bored. "How?" he asked again. "Why do you care?" she answered, annoyed hating all Brad's stupid questions. "I-I just want to know, that's all!" he looked away again from Heather's evil stares. "Well, I'm not telling you! I'm going to class now, see ya!" Heather walked off, angry, leaving Brad confused.</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > She's still mad at me, huh?</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> he sighed. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Scene 3: Starr's flat<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"I told you i don't want to have pizza tonight!" Starr snapped at Blaire. Blaire stood in front of her stunt. Her eyes went teary and she walked off to the kitchen. Starr felt bad but some part of her also felt that Blaire deserved that. Starr went inside her room and sat on the bean bag and played with her guitar. Starr does not only have talent to play guitar, she also has the talent to sing. She sang the song she created for her mum. She sang and sang until she fell asleep... </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></span></div><br /><div> </div><br /><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-5366688719815241869?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-58665170656259521942009-01-24T03:39:00.000-08:002009-01-24T09:49:19.830-08:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;">Episode 17</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 1: Afforngrid High School Hall</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"><span style="color:#000000;">Brad and Eddie were waiting for Courtney and Sky to arrive at school and meet up with them at the school hall. While waiting patiently, they chatted away, not realizing that Heather was just sitting on one of the benches that were blocked by the big, huge stage. "That Wayne dude was actually really good yesterday. I mean, he could drum as fast as Heather. I timed his beats. Seriously wicked!" Eddie protested. "True! But Heather is still wayy better", said Brad who was looking away, not wanting to catch Eddie's stare. He blinked when Eddie's arm went on his shoulder. "I know you miss her dude, but face it! She will never agree on coming back into our band and now, we already have Wayne. He's great! Even-" Eddie stopped for a second then continued, raising his eyebrows dramatically and continued, "Even if he looks dorky and such but we will be fine... On the bright side, at least Heather is still our friend. She doesn't hate us, we don't hate her. I think that's all we need", Eddie tried to convince Brad and those words actually worked. Brad flashed a smile and nodded, understood. Heather couldn't stop over-hearing the boys conversations. She stared into the blank space, not really thinking about anything. She stared at a blank space and even her mind was blank that time. Then, she went back to reality. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">They cared about me but i still won't join the band back. No way! Plus now, they found a replacement for me. Dorky Wayne,huh?</span></em> She thought to herself. Then, with a flash, she stood up and walked off to her classroom slowly, enjoying the morning breeze. The breeze actually made her day-dream again but this time, she made it into her classroom without banging into anyone or anything.</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2: Brad's house(band practice)</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Today was Wayne's first band practice and he was nervous, of course. He walked to Brad's house extra early as he doesn't want to be late on his first day of band practice. He really wants to be in the Punk Killa band. He had heard them play in a bar once and he thought they were awesome. Though, he doesn't know who the drummer was and he thought it was guy. Even 'till now, he still thinks the drummer that backed out of the band was a guy. No one could blame him. Heather was usually at the background, all dark and hidden. She drummed great in the band but most people couldn't see her face. He arrived on time on his first day. Brad, Eddie, Sky and Courtney were already there, practising individually. "Oh! Hey, Wayne! Dude! You're on time man! Like, seriously on time!" Sky told. "Well, thanks?" Wayne made it sounded like a question. "Are you ready to start? Here's the song", Eddie handed the copy of the song over to Wayne. Like Heather,Wayne happens to be a professional drummer too. He used to be in a band once when he was 12 but quit just a year after. He'd learned to play drum since he was 8. So, he had no problem at all reading the song without any explanations. They practiced for few minutes and took a 5 minutes break. Brad and Eddie went out of the garage to get drinks and snacks for everyone. Wayne sat down on one of the bean bags. Courtney was sitting next to Sky, who was sitting between Courtney and Wayne. While Sky was chatting away with Wayne, Courtney glared at Wayne with full of hatred. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">What a dork! Big glasses? Seriously? Doesn't he know that he is in a band that has few rock songs and a band that want to succeed? Ughh!! I don't get how the guys could actually agree on him being in our band. He doesn't suit in Punk Killa at all! What a dork!</span></em> Courtney thought to herself, sighing heavily. She kept on glaring at the so-called dork. Wayne noticed that she'd been doing that for quite awhile so, he spoke,"Is there something wrong?" he asked, staring back at Courtney. <span style="color:#ff6600;">Courtney is pretty but she is scary too... And maybe a little harsh.</span> Wayne thought while waiting for Courtney's answer which seem to be taking forever. Courtney answered finally, "Everthing!" Courtney answered short, giving Wayne a side-long look. Wayne blinked innocently and looked away. "Will you excuse us for a second?" Sky gave guilty chuckles and pulled Courtney's arm hard. He made Courtney walked with him outside the garage. "What is the matter with you?!?!" Sky asked, frowning. His eyes stared straight into Courtney's. Courtney struggled to be let go but Sky wouldn't let that happen and she knows that. So, she gave up and stopped struggling and answered, "Why did you guys agreed to accept him, huh? He doesn't suit our band! Haven't you see those huge, big, fat glasses? We are Punk Killas! He doesnt't suit!" Courtney told again. "Looks don't matter, Court! It's his talents that matter. Will you just try to be nice to him? Don't make him feel bad and we couldn't afford on losing another drummer", Sky told, going easy on Courtney's arm. Courtney pulled her arm away from Sky's grip. "No way I'm going to be nice to him!" she said and walked off, without feeling bad about what she just said. Sky's frowned went even lower now.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 3: 66 Avenue Street and The City Mall</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><em>My second day of band practice... How great! </em><span style="color:#000000;">Wayne thought to himself while walking to Brad's house. Heather and Annelle were both hiding behind a huge tree next to Brad's house. They saw a guy with big glasses and jeans with normal T-shirt walking towards Brad's house. </span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>That must, surely be Dorky Wayne!</em> </span><span style="color:#000000;">Heather thought to herself and walked out of her hiding place and ran to Wayne. Her mission was actually to see who was this Dorky Wayne that the guys were talking about yesterday. Well, she brought Annelle into stalking Wayne as well. "Stop right there!" Heather walked in front of Wayne with her right palm up, right in front of Wayne's nose. The palm and the nose were only few centimetres far. "Heather! We are only greeting him, not scaring him to death!You made us sound like a cop!" Annelle told, catching up with Heather. "What do you guys want?" Wayne asked, crossed eyes as he was staring at Heather's plam like it was a gun or something. Heather didn't move one inch. She stood there staring seriously at Wayne with her palm still up. "I ask again, what do you guys want? Do I even know you two?" he asked. Annelle studied Wayne properly this time... <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Yup! Dorky looking, alrite! Big glasses and hair that sticks up and look like they haven't been washed for months! But a drummer, impressive!</span></em> She thought to herself. "He is dorky!" Annelle whispered to Heather. "I heard that!" Wayne said, annoyed. Annelle was startled by that remarks as she didn't expect him to hear her and quickly said,"Sorry!" she gave a guilty smile and looked away from Wayne. "Guys! I'm late for practice, here! So if you two don't mind, I'm off!" he tried to escape but Heather didn't let that happen. She pulled his hand, still with serious, straight face. Wayne looked at Heather and couldn't stop saying to himself, </span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>Man, she's scary!</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"<span style="color:#000000;">What do you want?" Wayne raised his voice. He was angry how Heather won't even move her pink lips to say something quick. "You're Wayne, aren't you?" Heather asked. Wayne blinked rapidly. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">She speaks!</span></em> He said to himself and answered Heather, "Yeah! How did you know my name?" Wayne pulled his hand away from Heather's warm palm. "Well, I have my sources", Heather told. "Heath! We are not a spy either!" Annelle, who thought Heather was acting soo weird,said. Heather ignored Annelle and said to Wayne, " So, I guess you are the Dorky Wayne they were talking about. You got my place, didn't you?" Wayne frowned, not understanding anything Heather was talking about. "Huh? What place?" he asked, confused. "Man! Is your brain working today? Sheesh! I'm Heather! The ex-drummer from the band... Punk Killa!" Heather told, impatient. Patients aren't Heather's <em>thing</em>. Heather and Annelle were surprised when Dorky Wayne laughed. "What's so funny?" Heather asked, looking serious again. "What's funny is the fact that you actually said you're the ex-drummer in Punk Killa! Funny!" Wayne told, still laughing. "Gosh! My stomach hurts", he said when he finally stopped. "It's true,you jag-ass!" Heather said, rudely. She doesn't do well on the polite greetings so, she thought it's best if she does it her way. Wayne stared at Heather. "But wasn't the band's drummer a guy?" he said, hesitatedly. Heather raised her eyebrows, surprised. Annelle couldn't stop bursting into laughters. "You thought the drummer was a-a guy? Are you for real?" Heather couldn't believe her ears.Wayne nodded, knowing he got it wrong as he could see how hurt Heather felt. "Well, you got it wrong! I was in the band and was the drummer!" Heather told, proud plus annoyed. "I'm really, really sorry! I didn't know! Really, I didn't! I wasn't trying to make you feel bad or anything. I only watched your band performed once and I couldn't really see you at the back, all dark and all. I'm really am sorry", Heather went soft after the explanations. She looked away from Wayne and apologised for being soo rude to him just now. "Well, how are you liking it in the band?" Heather asked, nicely trying to make it up to Wayne for how she acted towards him just now. Annelle listened to his answer. "Well, I like it but Courtney doesn't seems to like me though", he said, his voice shaky. Wayne looked at Heather's smile. The first smile she gave him, really. She was soo serious just now and now, smiling. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">She looked better, smiling as her brown eyes really sparkled when she does.</span></em> He admitted. "It's normal for Courtney to do that. Don't take this offensive, please but Courtney doesn't like being friends with dorks or nerds 'cos she think those people are beyond her", Heather explained. She knows Wayne was hurt that she told him about Courtney even if he forced a smile. Even Annelle realised it. "Well, we can change that, of course!" Annelle said, without thinking. She, herself wasn't aware of what she just said. Heather and Wayne looked at her. "What?" the both of them asked at the same time. Annelle took awhile to answer that. Then, she got it! "If you don't mind cutting practice today, then we could help", Annelle smiled,proud with her idea. Wayne kept silence for awhile, looking from Annelle to Heather. From Heather to Annelle. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Well, missing one band practice won't hurt, will it? Besides, i could always tell them I have to do an after school job.</span></em> He thought before nodding and agreeing with them. "Great! Now, text Eddie that you couldn't make it!" Annelle ordered. Heather pulled Annelle so that they could talk while Wayne text. "What's your plan, exactly?" Heather asked, whispering. "Well, we will bring him to The City Mall. Well, it is the nearest mall here so then, we will make over him. Well, sounds weird but I can assure you it will work! We will fix his messy, disgusting looking hair. I'm surprise he doesn't stinks.And at least change his specs", Heather was surprise to hear Annelle talking like that because that doesn't sound like Annelle, at all! She is more to the timid, not fashionable one and there she was, deciding to give Wayne a makeover. On the other hand, she couldn't believe that of all ideas in the world, that was the idea she came up with. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Has she gone mad?!?</span></em> Heather thought to herself. Heather stared at Annelle, silently without blinking. She doesn't know what to say. Annelle was ignoring Heather's surprised stare and smiled. "Are you crazy?" Heather shrieked in whispers.Annelle's smile turned to a serious frown. "Not yet! Don't you think it's a great idea? It will be great! He will be a whole new person who looks better! It's for the sake of him and the band. Will they have fans if the band has a dorky looking drummer. Drummers are meant to look good and with nicer hair, at least", Heather thought Annelle has got a point there but she still wasn't sure if it's the right thing to do and will Wayne even agree on doing it? "Gosh, Annelle! Why must you be soo convincing?" Heather walked off with a sigh to Wayne. Annelle smiled, happy. "Umm... Wayne. Are you ready to hear the idea? But promise us one thing first, though!" Heather told. "I'm not going to promise anything untill you guys tell me what is it that you want me to promise you guys", he argued. "Well, OK! Fine! First off, let's introduced ourselves in the right way this time.I'm Heather and this is Annelle and you are Wayne. OK! Second,if we are really going to do this, let's talk somewhere else. Am i the only one noticing that we are still in front of Brad's gate?" Heather pointed out and they started walking away from the house and stopped at the small Avenue Park. "OK! Well, our idea was-", before Heather could say anymore, Annelle nudged Heather's arm and frown quickly at her. "Oh right! Well, Annelle's idea was that..."Heather told everything and the same statement as Heather said after Annnelle explained just now came out of Wayne's mouth. "Are you crazy?" he asked looking as surprised as Heather did and Heather and Annelle both answered at the same time, sounding bored, "Not yet!" Wayne frowned in confusions again. "Well, OK! Wait! Do you guys really think this will work and will make our band have more fans and change my dorky looks?" he asked. "Totally!" Annelle answered, smiling proudly at her idea. Again. Wayne looked from Annelle to Heather. From Heather to Annelle. "Fine! Let's do this!" he protested. The girls smiled and the three of them walked to the nearest mall, The Jangle Mall...</span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"OK! We are here and let's go meet up with my mum's personal hair dresser! He's great! Trust me!" they did and followed her upstairs to the second floor and walked into this poshy looking salon. Annelle went in and she was greeted by most people there. But there was this thin, tall, strict looking man with grey hair that walked towards them and gave Annelle a hug without even a slight smile. "Hello, Annelle! Where is your mum?" he asked with a British accent. "She isn't here. I came with my friends", and with that answer from Annelle, that man looked at Heather and Wayne with narrow eyes. Heather and Wayne smiled slightly, scared with the man's stare. "Hello! I'm Ben! What can I help you with today?" he asked, still no smile, nothing. Just one narrow stare at them both. "Well, umm, you see, Ben, our friend here, Wayne wants a new haircut that will suit his face. So, can you do that first?" Annelle explained. "Sure! The room or outside?" Ben asked, looking at Annelle under his lashes. "Room, please!" Annelle said, smiling. Isn't she scared with this really tall, wrinkled faced man with this scary attitudes?? Heather thought to herself while following Annelle and Ben into this room called Private Room. "Whoa, Ann! You are allowed to go in this private room?" Heather whispered. Ben ordered Wayne to sit on the salon chair. The room wasn't big but wasn't small either. It was just perfect for at least maximum of 5 people in the room. "Well, it's because of my mom, really. She is a regular and she always comes here for her haircut every month so, she gets all the VIP attentions", Annelle told, not proud but the truth. The two girls sat on the couch and grabbed a magazine each. Wayne was ordered to wear a cloth that covers up Wayne's whole body</span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"> so that when Ben cuts Wayne's hair, his hair won't be everywhere on his clothes but everywhere on the long, big, black cloth. Wayne stared at his hair in despair when Ben started spraying his hair with water and started to comb Wayne's hair down. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Dang! Why must I agree with the girls? What if I look worse, huh? But there's no turning back now...</span></em> Wayne told himself. He closed his eyes, scared to see what Ben was going to do with his hair. Heather and Annelle looked at how long Wayne's hair actually was. They didn't realised that before because his hair was all messy and everywhere on his head but now that Ben comb his hair down, his hair was almost as long as Heather's! "Scarrryyyy!!!!" Heather whispered to Annelle.That made Annelle laughed but not Wayne. "I heard that!" he snapped. Annelle stopped laughing and said, "Do you have like a super-hearing ability or something?" Annelle asked annoyed. Well, that made Wayne laugh. He laughed 'till he got scolded by Ben to sit still. Heather and Annelle covered their faces with their magazines and chuckled together. "I can hear you guys, you know!" Wayne told again. Heather and Annelle just made a face and continued reading. The hair cutting and fixing felt like forever to Heather and Annelle. They fell asleep waiting. Even Wayne fell asleep. Ben woke Wayne up. Wayne mumbled some words and stopped completely when he saw himself. His eyes went wide as if he saw a ghost.</span> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"Why are you staring at yourself like that?" Ben asked, frowning and thinking how weird Wayne was that time. "I just couldn't believe how good i looked", he said, not meaning to be proud but just saying the way it is. Ben rolled his eyes and walked to the sink to wash his hands. The tap sound made Heather and Annelle woke up. The two girls couldn't believe their eyes when they saw Wayne smiling at them. His messy blond hair last time had turned him to look like a guy from a movie. Though, the specs still spoil his face. But the girls couldn't stop telling him how he looks soooo much better now. "I know!" he said, proudly. Heather rolled his eyes and said, "Now, contact lenses time! Spectacles.... bye-bye!" "What? I'm not giving up my specs", Wayne told. "Seriously? Your specs are the things that make you look terrible right now. Get rid of it and you will get any girls you want. You might even get Courtney if you are careful", Heather said with Annelle giggling. "No thanks! She's mean enough. Now, where can we get contact lenses?" he asked, stupidly. They paid Ben and walked outside. "Oh, wow! I don't know.Let's try the opticians", Heather answered, sounding sarcastic but in a mean way. "Sometimes, sarcasm hurts", Wayne told walking off with them. They arrived to the opticians and a woman greeted them. "Hello! How may i help you guys?" she asked ever soo politely. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Finally! Someone nice! Ben was horrible!</span></em> Heather thought to herself. "Well, my friend here wants contact lenses to replace his dorky specs", Heather said and laughed with Annelle. Wayne looked bored at them. Though, he wasn't taking any of those as offensive. He knows the girls are nice and they had helped him alot. He will look great. A whole new Wayne! "Well, OK! Is this your first time?" the woman, Wella asked. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Obviously!!</span></em> Wayne thought. He nodded anyway. "OK! Then, if you don't mind passing me your glasses and follow me, i will get contact lenses that you should use", so they followed obediently. The woman took out contact lenses that are the same color as Wayne's eyes and the same contact powers as Wayne's spectacles. "You obviously doesn't know how to use it and that's why I will be showing you", she smiled sweetly, showing her perfect, white teeth. Wayne gulped loudly. He was afraid. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">What if everything go wrong and I will be blind? Easy! I will blame these two girls!</span></em> Wayne thought. "You're scared, aren't you?" Heather asked, smiling. Wayne thought she was going to tease him when he nodded but instead she said, "It's OK! You will be fine", Heather gave Wayne a friendly smile. Wayne's blue eyes sparkled when he smiled back. He felt much better but still a little nervous. Wella made Wayne sit on a chair and she was telling Wayne how to put the lenses on. When she was demonstrating with one lense and was trying to put in Wayne's eye, he kept backing away from her hand. "It will be fine, Wayne!" Annelle told. "Just stay still and open your eyes!" Heather scolded. Wayne tried to follow the instructions but he couldn't. "I can't!" he gave up. "Yes, you can, Wayne! It's for your band and your fans! Do it!" Heather told again. Wayne stared at her for a moment there and decided he will continue. "OK! Fine! Just kill me, if you must!" he finally stood still and made Wella put the lenses in his eyes. After she finished demonstrating and putting the lenses, she made Wayne tried doing them by himself. She made him take out the lenses and put them back in. "Though, you would need to wash your hands first", she ordered and Wayne followed. Well, he did it! "It's actually easy", Wayne boasted. Heather and Annelle laughed to that. "You look great! Awesome!" Annelle told him when they walked out of the mall. "Thanks! Thank you guys soo much! Thousand thank you! How can i ever pay you guys back for all your hard work and helps?" he was polite. Heather and Annelle looked at each other. They agreed they did a great job. Now, Wayne really does look like a movie star. With his blond hair slightly covering his eyes and his hair reaches 'till his neck and now, people can see what beautiful blue eyes he has. So, they want him to pay back big time but not today... other time. "Well, let's just exchange phone numbers for now. About paying back, we can deal with that next time we meet up again", Heather explained. So, they did exchanged phone numbers. Before they said bye and walk home, Annelle reminded him, "Don't tell your band mates that we helped you or anything! A secret,yeah? Promise? They shouldn't know that the two of us know you or you know the two of us. Promise, please?" the two girls begged. "Yeah, sure! I promise! But why?" Wayne wants to know. "Well, let's just not. I don't think it's a pleasure", Heather said, softly. "OK, then!" Wayne smiled and waved at them. "See ya, Wayne! Nice knowing you!" the girls shouted. "Same here! Bye! Will meet up again, yeah?" Wayne yelled back with the girls answering, "Absolutely!"</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-5866517065625952194?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-20636130301148000712009-01-23T23:28:00.000-08:002009-01-24T00:40:57.441-08:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Episode 16</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 1: 66 Avenue Street</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Heather was walking home alone. The wind was blowing, giving her the breeze to relax. She closed her eyes and continue walking straight. <span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>I love the sensation. How- </em><span style="color:#000000;"><em>"</em>What?!" she woke up from her own daydream. She felt a bump on her forehead. </span></span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>Stupid me, bump into a lamp pose and I didn't even know. </em></span><span style="color:#000000;">She walked pass but reversed back and stood in front of the lamp pose. A poster was sticking onto it. Heather ripped it out and read through it. It says:</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"> <span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="color:#6600cc;">Are you a drummer?</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"> Well, if you are, come and show us your talent! </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"> And.....be a part of the awesome band, </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"> PUNK KILLA!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"> Audition starts on Monday, 7.30 p.m at 48 Elinor Lane</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;">Heather felt like laughing out loud, reading it. "So a new drummer huh? Maybe you guys don't need me. Oh, this is so hilarious!" she chuckled. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2: Starr's flat</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Starr sat on her bed, plucking her guitar. Suddenly, her cellphone started ringing. Her caller ID shown an unknown number. "Hello?" she asked curiously. "Starr?" the voice said "Its me, Ivan." "Oh hello! I didn't expect you to call me, how'd you get my number?" Starr asked, her face brightening. "From a friend of mine. Anyway, I'm bored here. Wanna hang out?" Ivan asked. "Okay. See you at Greenwoods Park, then," Starr answered, feeling so pleased. "Can't wait," Ivan replied shyly. Before she could say anything, he hang up. Starr laughed to herself as she put on a sexy top and the best jeans from Gucci. She was about to leave her room when her dad entered. "Where are you going, sweetie?" he muttered. "To meet up with a friend," Starr said as a matter-of-factly. "Well, you're not going anywhere. Its Blare's birthday today, honey. I'm taking her to a very posh restaurant. Please come along, its a family celebration," he continued. "Dad!! Do I have to?!" Starr retorted. "Yes, no excuses. I can see that you're dressed nicely, we'll move now then," TK replied. Blare came out from her room and saw Starr waiting at the front door. "Starr's coming along?" Blare asked while smiling. "Yes baby. I know you'd be pleased," TK answered as he gave a kiss on Blare's forehead. Starr rolled her eyes. "Can we go now? I'm starving!" Starr yelled rudely. Blare and TK gazed at her. For a moment, everyone was silent. "Oh yes. Sorry about that," Blare apologized. She felt guilty although she has done nothing wrong. Starr walked out and slammed the door behind her. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 3: Courtney's house</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;">An hour has passed since the audition started and no one has appeared yet. "I don't get it! Is our band so awful till no one wants to be in it?" Courtney said in a dissapointing voice. "Patient. Sooner or later, I bet there will be a knock on the door," Eddie said convincingly. A few minutes passed, and suddenly, a guy in surfer shorts and brown shirt with huge glasses appeared. His eyes looked around the garage, a set of drum were at a corner and Courtney and the rest were sitting on bean bags opposite the drum. "Hi. I'm Wayne. I saw your posters and I would like to audition," he said in a charming tune. "Very well, Wayne. Show us what you got," Sky said leading him to the drums. Wayne picked up the drumsticks and started hitting the drums. When he was done, he smiled at them. His eyes were sparkling, hoping he did his best. "Er, that was not bad I guess. What do you say guys?" Courtney turned to her band mates. "We'll accept him," Eddie said. "What? So soon?! He's the first one, I'm sure there are more to come, lets just wait and see who else can do better," Courtney said rejecting Eddie. "But Court, don't you realize? We waited for an hour! And only that guy appear! No one else is gonna come, ok? Face the fact, our band is not as great as we thought, lets just accept him and continue praticing," Brad said supporting Eddie. Sky just nodded. "Well, whatever. As you say guys. I'm outta here," Courtney said in a huff. They could tell she wasn't satisfied. Eddie turned to Wayne and said "Welcome to Punk Killa." Wayne grinned. "What's the girl's name? She's really pretty but I don't like her. Is she the band leader?" Wayne asked innocently. The others roared with laughter. "No she isn't, kid. He is," Sky said pointing to Eddie. "But she's our lead singer. You will get to know her. Now, get lost and go back to wherever you come from," Eddie said jokingly. Wayne's face looked hurt. "Look! I'm joking okay! If you wanna be in this band, you have to be hardcore not innocent, idiot! You are just-" Eddie said losing his patience but Brad interupted him. "Thanks for coming! We'll tell you when pratices start!" Brad said as Wayne left for the door. "Don't get harsh on him. He's new here. Don't make him quit, will ya? We already lost Heath," Brad adviced them. The others get up and left but Brad said there, dreaming of the days where Heather is still their drummer. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-2063613030114800071?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-5432939330432595752009-01-16T19:48:00.000-08:002009-01-23T23:15:04.586-08:00<span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0);font-family:arial;" ><strong>Episode 15</strong></span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:arial;" ><strong>Scene 1: School Assembly</strong></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)font-family:arial;" > <span style="color:#3333ff;">Hall</span></span><span style="color:#3333ff;"> </span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >"Good morning, pupils of Afforngrid High School! Today's assembly is an important one as we will be watching a slide show of homeless people and after the slide shows, Year 11 pupils will go around and collect some donations from all of you," the headmaster, Mrs. Fennamole announced. Heather just sighed in boredom. <span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"><em>Ugh! I hate assemblies... </em></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">The slide went on for about 10 minutes and Heather didn't even pay attention to any of it. It's not that she doesn't care about the homeless people, but because she is just too bored to concentrate on some slides that time. When it was the donation time, Heather checked her pocket to see how much she has today. Well, a 2 dollar note isn't much is it? But she wants to donate so badly. She would love to help those people so, she did stuff the dollar note in the donations box.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"So, how much did you donate for the homeless?" Heather heard one of the Populareez asked each other as she walked pass them in class. She sat down quietly when Annelle appeared in front of her with a smile, as usual. "Hey, Heather! Sorry I couldn't find you in assembly so i couldn't sit next to you. Sorry," Annelle apologized. "Oh, no! It's cool. I don't mind," Heather answered back. Before Annnelle could say anything anymore, Starr came and sat next to Heather. "Hey, guys!" she greeted. The other two just gave Starr a friendly smile and without them knowing, they were talking about their weekends and Starr told them about Ajay's party.</span><br /><strong><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:arial;" >Scene 2: School garden</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Starr was walking with her Populareez Queens friend at the school garden when the Hotties Guys appeared. The other girls were happy to see them except Summer, of course as Ajay just broke up with her. Ivan smiled at Starr and started talking to her. "Hey, Starr! How are you today?" <span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,0)"><em><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)">Shit! That sounded so lame...</span> </em></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">Ivan thought to himself. Starr smiled and answered, "I'm good. How about you? You seem fine." Ivan nodded and asked Starr if she had fun at the party and Starr said "Of course! It was fun. Sorry I had to go back so early," Starr answered, looking away. She felt bad that she left Ivan that night but she really didn't feel so good after drinking that lemon martini drink. "It's OK! But I would really like to hang out with you again soon, Starr," Ivan said, blushing. <em><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)">Starr looks soo pretty...</span></em> he thought to himself again. "Sure! I would love too," Starr agreed quickly without any hesitations. She suddenly felt sweaty again and her heart was beating fast. She was happy that Ivan smiled and said he's glad that she agreed, though.</span></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"> "Let's go, Starr!" Summer yelled at her. "Oh! See you, Ivan," and Ivan nodded. Starr slowly walked away to her so-called friends. She wants to talk more with Ivan but her stupid friends are making her walk with them to the classroom as the bell will be ringing in 20 minutes time. At class, Starr found Annelle and Heather talking together and laughing ever- so- happily, so she wanted to walk over to them as she knows they wouldn't mind if she talks to them. They are really nice people. Though, her Populareez friends wouldn't let her. "Where the hell are you going?" Aryn asked. "T-t-to Annelle and Heather. To my sit," she said, shakily. "Well, don't! They are losers! I bet all they are talking about now is how to <em>suck</em> even more", said Summer and the others laughed except, of course, Starr. "So, anyway! I thought all of us could go shopping today after school. I want to buy some clothes for my date with this college dude. I'm trying to get to know him better," Eva said. The others shrieked so Starr was forced to shriek as well. "OMG! What's his name? Of course we will go shopping. We will help you pick out some pretty clothes! OMG!! Seriously?" Those were the questions that went pouring down their mouth. Starr just stand and listen. "Yeah! He is called Chase. Damn hot! He said he couldn't wait to have a date with me. Isn't that sweet?" and the others and answered, "Totally! Gosh! You MUST report back to us after the date!" Eva agreed to do so.</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-family:arial;" ><strong><br />Scene 3: Courtney's house</strong></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />"Hey, guys! Wanna practice?" Courtney asked. "We can't, man! No drummer. It won't sound the same. It will ruin everything," Brad answered. "Well, it's your fault, really! You couldn't even convince your best friend that you knew since- forever to join back our band! You should know her really, really well, Brad!" Courtney fought. "It isn't that easy when it's Heather you are trying to convince! She is smart. She has her own tricks to make people suffer," Brad explained. He got that right. "Do you know one of her usual tricks?" Eddie asked. Brad shook his head. "She will never tell me or anyone that. She only does her mean tricks to people she hates. I don't think she will be doing any to us. She is trying to be stubborn with us, as always."</span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"> "What else can we do? We tried every single thing. Maybe we should just put up some notes around town, asking people to audition drumming at my place. Maybe we will even find a drummer that is better than Heather," Courtney gave an idea. "Agree?" she added. The others nodded, heavily. They didn't want other people drumming for their band. They want Heather to do so but they know it's impossible. Heather will never agree. "Great! Then, today we will design the notice and tomorrow, we will publish them around town!" Courtney said, smiling not sounding a bit bothered about how the others felt about not having Heather in their team anymore. "OK!" the others said. After they finished designing the notice, they printed out one and photocopied a lot more.</span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"> After they finished with all that, Courtney announced," We will start our mission tomorrow!" The others just nodded and started playing with their instruments...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-543293933043259575?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-71927892940064480592008-11-05T05:33:00.000-08:002008-11-05T07:59:37.845-08:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Episode 14</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 1: Afforngrid High School</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Annelle was putting her stuffs in her locker when Saleisha approached. "Hey Sal!" Annelle greeted her. But Saleisha didn't smiled back, she looked very very serious. "Ann, can you please follow me to the science lab? We need to talk. Now," Saleisha said. Annelle looked puzzled but she followed Saleisha. When they enter the science lab, Tori and Chelsea were there too. Tori put on a fake smile. "So Annelle, good to have you back," Tori said sarcastically. Annelle frown. "What do you mean?" she asked. "What I mean? Well, lets see. We were suppose to do the potassium and cyanide experiment last week. But my dear, Ann, you weren't here and all because of you! We have to delay the experiment!" Tori said fiercely. "I'm really really sorry. I totally forget about the experiment and besides, you know I have choir class. I won't be able to make it," Annelle tried to explain. "Annelle, ever since you hang out with Heather, you've been busy with unneccesary activities! Activities that doesn't give us extra merit marks or credits!" Tori shriek. Annelle's frown went deeper. "I know. I know. But its something I like to do. Its the real me. Heather showed me so much when I'm with her. When you're with her, you feel like there's only one soul inside you and dreams is a part of life. And we only have one soul, the soul to chase what we like to do. Not the sake of everyone," Annelle said. Tori shook her head in utter dissapointment. Annelle felt really bad. "I'm so sorry for letting you guys down," Annelle apologized. With that, she walks out from the lab.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2: School garden</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">The Populareez Queens were sitting in a circular position in the school garden under the sycamore tree. "Ok, so guys, I got an announcement to make. Ajay from the Hotties Guys is organising a party this Saturday. Its a hawaii theme party and there will be a jacuzi pool. So, we are all invited," Vanessa squealed. The other girls smiled delightly. But their smiles fade away when they saw Summer hurtful expression. "Are you kidding? I just broke up with Ajay two months ago! He said that I don't exist to him anymore! And now he's inviting me to his party? Are you sure?" Summer said. "Well, I don't know about that but he did said to me that all Populareez Queens are invited. You are one of us Summer. So I guess you are invited if he said that," Vanessa answered. "I don't care! After our break up, I vow never to speak to him again! So I'm not going," Summer said boldly. "If you are not, then I guess we aren't either," Aryn said. All the other girls nodded. "But one of us has to go! If not, our status will drop 'cuz there aren't any of us at the party. And then, the wannabes will take over, they will think we decided to give out our status to them," Lizzette warn them. "In that case, Starr and Lizzette. You both go," Summer ordered. "What?!" is the only word Starr could say.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 3: Ajay's party</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Starr and Lizzette enter Ajay's house at 8 pm. Loud music is being played and Starr could barely hear what Lizzette is talking. "What?" Starr shrieked into Liz's ears. "I say, I'm going to take a dip in the jacuzi pool now. Wanna come?" Liz shriek back. "No thanks. I forgotten my swim suit," Starr replied. "Alright, I'm going now. You just hang around with the guys. They are really hot," Liz said and she left. "Great, just great. Hopefullly some one will come and talk to me," Starr groaned. A few guys greeted her but none really talk to her. Starr sat alone in the corner watching the dance moves. "Hey, can I get you something to drink?" a guy said, suddenly appearing in front of her. "Um, lemon martini would be good," Starr answered. Five minutes later, the guy came back with her drink and sat next to her. "You are Starr Kennedy right?" the guy asked. "Yup. And you are?" Starr replied. "Ivan Latchy from the Hotties Guys," he answered. Starr smiled. This Ivan Latchy is making her sweat. "Uh, I gotta go to the restroom. Be right back," Starr informed him. She enter the restroom and fix her make up. She's sweating and the lemon martini is making her vision a lil' blur. "I've got to get out of here," she told herself. Starr head back to Ivan. "Ivan? I gotta go now. There are some um....problems going on at home so my dad wants me back. And, can you do me a favour?" Starr asked. "Yeah sure. What is it?" Ivan replied. "Can you please help me inform Lizzette that I'm going home now and help me apologize to her," Starr said. "Ok. Nice meeting you, Starr. See you at school. And by the way, you looked really hot," Ivan said. "Thanks," Starr flash a warm smile. Somebody talked to her after all!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-7192789294006448059?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-59798391439573787162008-10-10T22:06:00.000-07:002008-10-26T01:56:04.055-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Episode 13</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 1: Starr's flat</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Oh! Hello Starr! Welcome home!" Blare tried to be friendly with Starr but she didn't answer instead just walked off to her room, slamming the door behind her. <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;">Pur-lease! Like her pretends will make me like her! Go to hell with all her fake attitudes!</span></em> </span>Starr thought to herself. She let herself drop on her bed and took out a box under her bed. Its an old box that she has since the death of her mother. She took out a photo of her mother standing right next to her with a big smile on both of their faces. Starr was the happiest person alive that time. Now, she has this hollow and sorrowful feelings in the corner of her heart that she can never erase away, even when she tries. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">She turned the box over and everything that were in it, fell on her bed. The heart shape necklace that her mum gave her for her 5th birthday, a drawing of her and her parents that she drew with crayons.The most precious thing to her that was in the box was, a china doll that her parents bought for her from Beijing. She knows it had cost her parents a fortune and she loves it so-o-o much that she is still keeping it.<em><span style="color:#ff6600;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Its was speacially for me from mum and dad...</span></span></em><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> </span>Starr wiped the tears that were flowing down her cheeks. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">She quickly put the things away in the box as her dad came in after knocking for few times. She didn't have time to hide the box. </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Damn!</span> </em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">She sweared to <span style="color:#000000;">herself</span></span><em><span style="color:#000000;">. </span></em></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;">"Hey Starr!" TK stared at Starr and then frowned. "Have you been crying?" he asked then everything makes sense to him after he saw the box. His frowned changed to a concern. "Oh! Honey, are you okay?" he asked, sitting down next to Starr and putting his arm around her. Starr nodded but tears kept on pouring down. She couldn't stop them from doing so. "You miss your mum, don't you? Starr, honey, I miss her too but life need to go on, sweetie. We can't just kept on crying and let our feelings rule us. You would need to learn to accept Blare like how she learned to accept you and love you. She loves you, Starr! So, I hope you could do the same. She is even willing to do anything to make you happy," TK explained. "Oh yeah? She's willing to do anything to make me happy? Why don't she get out of our life and not replace mum? Then, I will be happy!" Starr screamed like a little girl. She's been keeping all her problems to herself lately. So, she is miserable and always in a bad mood. TK hand went flying and hit Starr's face. Starr said nothing but kept on crying. "How dare you say that! Blare is part of our lives too, now! You better respect my decisions and support me, Starr!" TK cools down and continued, " I need your support," he whispered. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Silence filled the room. Starr looked towards her bedroom door as TK left the room without a word. <span style="color:#ff6600;"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">How can I support you dad, when I don't even want to be here. In this world. I want to be where mum is. Heaven! Heaven! Heaven!</span></em> </span><span style="color:#000000;">She thought to herself<em>.</em></span></span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Starr wiped her tears again and put the box away where she'd found it. She took out a sheet full of music notes, next. Grabbed her guitar, and started playing the song she created herself, on the paper. It was specially for her mum and will always be...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2: Eddie's house garage</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">The band started practising with extra energy. They are having this small concert at this cafe next week. "This song will sound better with the drum but stupid! You can't even convince her properly!" Courtney scolded Brad as they stopped to take a break. "Shut up! I tried, OK? Besides, we can't carry on forcing her," he answered. "We are not forcing! We are convincing!" Courtney replied, thinking that was a smart answer. Well, Brad is smarter. "Same thing! When you convince, it usually take you one time to do so and if the person is still not convinced, you should just give one more try then, stop but we never stop, do we?" He has brain, huh? The others couldn't answer to that so, Eddie braven up and said something. "Well, we should keep on forcing her then! We need her for the 'Battle of The Band' or else, we're never going to get that precious trophy." The others exchanged glances except for Brad, who just stared at his guitar. "We all agree to keep on forcing Heather. How about you, dude?" Courtney asked. "I need to agree anyway, because the trophy has been what we always wanted from the start of the year," Brad made the others smile big. "Thanks, dude! You are the best!" the others said. "I know!" Brad boasted and they laughed.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 3: Heather's house. Dinner time</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Wow! The foods look damn delicious!" Heather said to Catherine, not realizing that her mum was at the dining table too. "Mind your words, honey!" she scolded. "Opps! Sorry!" Heather and Catherine giggled. They sat down around the table and started eating. Lamb stew and mashed potato. <span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"><em>My favourite!</em></span> Heather thought to herself.</span> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"So, girls! How's school?" Mrs. Enzyl asked. Heather just replied, "School is good!" Catherine is the one who is always telling them about her school and her friends. So, she blabbed all the way through dinner. <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">How rude! Can she finish her dinner first, then show off about how she got A+ for Maths, Art and History?</span></em> Heather made a face as she thought about it in her head. Her mum doesn't seem to mind though. After dinner, Heather just sat in the living room with Catherine and Mrs.Enzyl. They were watching T.V when the house telephone rang, startling them. Catherine ran to pick it up then covered the bottom of the telephone and turned to Heather. "It's Eddie. He wants to talk to you", she whispered. She knows how Heather isn't close with him anymore so, she just wants to know if Heather would like to talk to him or not. "Damn! Tell him I'm sleeping!" Heather whispered back. "Sis! It's only 8. Who sleeps at 8?" Catherine raised her eyebrows. "Oh right! Umm, tell him I'm out with mum and you are staying at home. Alone! Yeah! Tell him that!". Mum, next to her, laughed and said, "More like lie to him that...". Heather blushed. Her mum knows about this as well. So, Catherine told what Heather had asked her to. "Oh! OK then. I will just call her again tomorrow," Eddie answered back. "OK! Bye! Night!" Catherine said and hung up.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-5979839143957378716?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-6418271975705239752008-09-26T23:58:00.001-07:002008-09-30T19:38:40.622-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Episode 12</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 1: Music room</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"In 3, 2, 1 go!" Miss Levine ordered to her choir students. At once, all types of music instruments was heard and the sound of lovely voices was heard all over the music room. They were singing "La Mer" the famous France song and everyone was enjoying themselves. "Okay stop. Good job people. Take a break for 10 minutes," Miss Levine said as she smile. Everyone take a step down the stage and started chatting with their friends. "Wow, that song is just so meaningful," Annelle said. "Yeah,I love it but Ann, you sang kinda out of tune during the chorus. Your vocal must be a little bit higher," Heather replied. "Hmm, you sound like Miss Levine. Coach me?" Annelle joked and Heather laughed. "Excuse me, you're blocking my way," Starr said politely. "Oh sorry," Heather said, then she looked at Starr and her eyes widen. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Why do I always make mistakes in front of Starr? Ok chill, lets get friendly with her.</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Hey Starr. So, how do you find choir class?<strong> </strong>Heather ask. "Its nice but a bit tiring," Starr answered and smile. Starr turned her head to the left and saw Summer frowning. "Um, I'll catch up with you later," Starr said. Heather raised an eyebrow. "Why is she leaving in a huff?" Heather ask herself. "You are crazy. You know who you're talking to? Starr Kennedy! One of the Populareez Queens. And everyone knows that she's popular because of her gorgoeus and sweet look. What chance do you stand, Heather?" Debbie said suddenly appearing in front of Heather. Heather was gobsmacked. Debbie is like a little mouse. She's very very quite and shy and always rely on others, never bother to stand up for herself. And now, she's shrieking in front of Heather? Wassup with that girl? "Um, hellooooo? Why are you suddenly talking to me? And yes I know about Starr. Don't have to tell me about it. I went shopping with her and sat with her in class before and why are you suddenly so mad at me?" Heather was puzzled. "You did? Wow.That's one in a lifetime chance. Appreciate it," Debbie said and she wink at her. Annelle chuckled. "Heath, don't bother about that girl. She's just jealous. Everyone knows she's desperate to hang out with the Populareez and be one of them," Annelle explained. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could get a heart attack you know," Heather mock. "Ok people. Back to pratice," Miss Levine annouced.</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2: Annelle's house</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Annelle unlock the door of her huge double-story house. She turn the door knob and was hoping to see her mum and dad but alas, the house was really quite and lonely. She let out a huge sigh. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Home alone. Again.</em></span> She drop her backpack on the coach and head for the kitchen. "David! Is beef lasagna ok?" Annelle screech. No answer. She tried again but stop and read a note on the table. <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;">Gone out for soccer practice. Will be back at 5. Sorry, ate up all the lasagna. xxx David.</span> Annelle would kill her brother if he was here. She open up the fridge and found nothing. Mum really ought shop for groceries. Annelle sat at the coach and turn on the telly. Suddenly, her phone rang. She pick up her phone and look at the screen. It says: Tori calling. Annelle let her phone ring without answering it. Without any reasons, she doesn't wanna talk to Tori. Instead she turn on her stereo and sing along to "La Mer".</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 3: Science lab</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Tori, Saleisha and Chelsea had stay back to do a chemistry experiment. Indeed, the experiment was dangerous involving explosive and poisonous chemicals. "What is wrong with Ann? Why isn't she answering my calls? I told her that she need to stay back for this experiment today," Tori complained. "Who knows? Realise something? She's so keen on that choir class and she definetely forget that she actually belong here," Saleisha said. "This cannot happen. We need to tell her or else she would even forget that she's the school newspaper editor," Tori said looking worried. The others just nodded.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 4: Summer's house</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">All of the Populareez Queens is in Summer's room now. Starr is sitting in the middle and the girls are circling her. "Starr baby, why are you suddenly talking to Heather? And Annelle?" Summer ask curiously. "Mind your words, Summer. I only talk to Heather not Annelle," Starr answered. "Whatever. And I asked you, why?" Summer repeat. "Why not? What's wrong with her?" Starr muttered "She belongs to the Dudettes! They are disgusting, nasty people. And soon enough, you would even start talking to Freaky Genius Girl, Annelle Jonas! Thats even worse!" Summer said and make vomitting noises. The other girls roar with laughter. Except Starr. "You know what? As one of the Populareez Queens, I think we should mix around. Thats who we should be, not looking down on others," Starr said boldly. "Oh yeah? Then I don't think you should be one of the Populareez Queens at all," Summer told sarcasticly. "You can always eliminate me, Summer. But do you think the school will?" Starr said as coolly as ever. The girls get into groups and whisper. After 5 minutes, they turn back to Starr. "Well Starr, we are really sorry for just now. You are right. Even if we kick you out of Populareez Queens which we are not going too, but Afforngrid High School will always know who you are. Um, we apologize for Summer as well," Aryn said. Summer sat at the corner sulking. Starr giggled softly. </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Did I just make Summer a loss of words? For the very first time. Maybe, I don't need them after all.</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-641827197570523975?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-12010781996384790772008-09-21T01:19:00.000-07:002008-09-22T06:47:36.738-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Episode 11</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 1: Sky's house</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"I can't believe she just walked out like that! I wasted my allownces on her, man!" Sky kept on moaning about yesterday night. "Chill, dude!" Courtney said, hoping he would do what she told him to. "How can I chill? She didn't even finished her sundaes. What a bitch!" Sky continued. "C'mon, dude! Don't be soo cheap. Heather is our friend!" Brad, who knows Heather way-y before he knows the others, said. They used to be the bestest of friends. Of course, untill the day when Heather needed to be in the first class, that they became friends only.</span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"If she is our friend, she wouldn't us get into all those trouble to convince her to be in our band again, would she?" Eddie asked, firmly at Brad. Brad looked away. "She is not the kind of girl that can be easily convinced. She is quite hard in the inside," he said, almost whispering. He know Heather to-o well, to know that there is no chance for them to have Heather back in their band. Even so, he still wants to try to convince her. "I don't fucking care! We MUST convince her to join our band again! You surely know how. Right, Brad?" Courtney asked, with a cheeky face. Brad shrugged. He does, of course! Last time, when they were in Year 3, (Before they met Eddie, Sky and Courtney) they had a huge fight. It was Brad's fault, really. So, Brad tried everything to make Heather forgive him. Lastly, he came up with this idea that he never thought would work. But, guess what? It did! Brad smiled quietly, thinking about it. "Dude! Ya' still there?" Sky snapped. Brad came back to the world.</span> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"Yeah! I know one thing that could convince her to join our band again!" Brad told proudly. "Sweet! OK! We will do this mission tomorrow!" Eddie said, cheerfully. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2 : Afforngrid High School</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Hey, Ann!" Heather called out from far. Annelle turned to look and stopped walking. She waved back, smiling big. "Morning, Heath! You are early today!" she said. Heather nodded. "Yup! That's 'cos I don't have to walk to school today. My mom sent me," Heather explained. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"Anyways, I gotta go and see our English teacher at the office. Wanna come?" Annelle offered. Before Heather could say anything, she felt someone tapping on her shoulder. She turned slowly and saw Brad behind her. She was happy to see him alone without the others. She found the others quite annoying now... "Hey, Brad!" she greets. She turned to look at Annelle and said, "Sorry, Ann! I will just see you in class,yeah?" she asked. "Ok! Bye!" Annelle walked away. "So, wassup?" Heather asked, smiling. "I will be your personal servant for today!" Brad said straight away without even explaining. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Ohh!! So, you still remember how to convince me? Ha-ha-ha! Want me to be in your band,huh? Sorry,Braddy! Not gonna' happen!</em></span> Heather thought to herself. She got something in mind... She faked laugh. "Cool! That would be nice. Start now yeah?" Heather thought of bullying Brad 'till the school finishes then, she will just tell him that she doesn't want to be in their band. That will show them! She needs to involve Brad in this but, she hates it when people pretend to be nice to her, just because they want her to do something for them. "Sure! What do you want me to do first?" Brad asked. He remembered how Heather asked him to carry her bag all the way to their classroom last time. "Carry my heavy bag to my classroom!" Heather ordered. So, Brad carried it. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Damn! It is heavy. Shit! </em></span>Brad complained to himself. As Brad put her bag on the floor, Heather ordered him to tell the lunch lady, that she wants to reserve a cheeseburger for lunch. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Oh damn more! What if the lunch lady wouldn't let her do that? </em></span>Brad thought. Even so, he did do the reservation and the lunch lady agreed to do it but Heather would need to pay double the actual price of the cheeseburger. "You're paying, Braddy!" Heather said. She hasn't been calling Brad, Braddy for a long time. Brad can't resist. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"That would be 3 dollars!" The lunch lady said. "Fine!" Brad gave her the 3 dollar note, heavily. Heather watched him from far and laughed to herself. If anyone pass her that time, they would think she is mad-again! At lunch, she asked Brad to hang out with her and Annelle and be Ann's slave too. "Braddy! Please throw this rubbish for me!" Heather ordered. Brad didn't say much, took it and dumped it into the bin with a sigh.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 3: School's gate</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"So, I guess, I'm done being your servant for today as it's the end of school. And did it-umm-convince you to join our band again?" Brad stared her, hopefully. "-Please?," he continued. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Hell,no!</em></span> Heather thought to herself.Heather shook her head, giggling. "Sorry, Braddy! Not gonna happen!" she walked away then stopped again. She turned to Brad and said, "Thanks for everything that you did today. You're the best!" she continued walking.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 4: Brad's house</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"Hello!" Brad heard Courtney's voice on the phone line. "What do you want?" Brad asked rudely. "Idiot! You know what I want! I want to know if Heath will join our band again or not?" Courtney replied with a chuckle. "NO!" Brad told firmly, sounding angry. First, he is sad that Heather wouldn't join their band again and second, he is mad at her for making him do lots of things and still not convinced. "What do you mean? I thought you said it will work!" Courtney scolded. "Well, it didn't! Bitch!" Brad told. "I know! She is one damn bitch!" Courtney sighed. "No! I'm saying, you're the bitch!" Brad told again. "Shut the fuck up, Brad!" Courtney yelled. "Don't ever call Heather a bitch! She is not! She is just.....hard!" Brad said and hung up. He sighed big. <span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em>Heather! You're still the same old you, huh?</em></span> </span><span style="color:#000000;">He smiled quietly.</span> He doesn't want to force Heather to join their band back... He will accept it, if she doesn't want to join again.</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-1201078199638479077?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-39747466292069521002008-09-19T23:45:00.000-07:002008-09-20T01:11:47.683-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Episode 10</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 1: Starr's house</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Starr put the key in the door knob and the door swings open. Blare was there watching telly. "Hey Starr. Have you eaten your lunch? There's some pizza in the fridge. Go grab a slice," Blare said. "Not hungry," Starr replied coldly. Starr walk into her room and sat on her squishy bean bag. She picked up her hot pink electric guitar and started playing. At once, she stopped. She put her electric guitar down and quitely crept outside her room. Blare was still on the sofa. Starr makes her way to the kitchen and took a piece of pizza. She heat it up and later, she started eating quickly. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Pepperoni &amp; cheese, yum yum.</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Suddenly, her eyes caught sight of a door behind the kitchen. She puts her plate down and open the door. The little room was dark and dusty filled with things. Starr switch on the light and enter. There was a huge chest on the floor and she opened it. She found a little silver book. It was very dusty so Starr blew the dust away and open the book. <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6633ff;"><em>28th May 1991: Today, I met a very gentle man. I just bought a diamond necklace for Mama's birthday. As I was checking it, it feel into a very deep drain. I wanted to take it back but its to deep for me to reach it. I started crying, didn't know what to do. But a man approach me and ask me what's wrong. I told him. At once, he jump inside the drain and took the necklace for me. He got out with a few scratches on his elbow. I felt so grateful. I gave him my number so he can contact me. Hopefully, one day, we'll meet again. written by, Nadine Morisette.</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Mum's diary?" Starr asked herself. </span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2: Eddie's room</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Guys! This is disaster! Heather joined choir class! I heard some people saying that Miss Levine might form a band competition. We need her back or else she will join other band in choir! And we are going down," Eddie said nervously. "Chill dude. There must be a way no matter what," Brad said trying to calm him down.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 3: Heather's room</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Heather was playing her computer when she heard her phone ring. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Must be Annelle. </em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">She answered her phone. "Hey Ann!" she shriek. "No Heath. Its me, Eddie. Listen, why not hang out with us at Licklicious tonight? Sky's gonna spend us. Weird huh? He's ever so stingy. So come over since he asked," Eddie explained. Heather looked stricken. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Wassup with them? Oh well, since I get to eat free ice-cream, I will agree.</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Okay. See you guys tonight," Heather said.</span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 4: Licklicious Ice-Cream Bar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Heather enter Licklicious. Dressing so simple, just blue baggy jeans with white hoodie jacket and red sneakers. She walk to them at the corner. There was an empty sit beside Sky so Heather sat there. "Hey Heath. Glad you can make it," Courtney smile. "Can I order my ice-cream?" Heather ask acting innocent. "Yeah, go ahead. Eat all you like," Sky force a smile. "Excuse me? Can I have 2 scoops of vanilla ice-cream with chocolate fudge with extra nuts and extra cherries. Plus a soda, please? Thanks," Heather said to the waiter. Heather saw Sky's hurtful face. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Think I don't know what's your plot? Paying for my sundae, I know you want me in your band again! Oh Sky, you are so stingy, like I'll believe you ask me out when you wouldn't even pay for my brownies last year. Now, you know I'm not dumb anymore.</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Heather's sundae arrived and she ate it, deliciously. "So Heath, how's choir class?" Brad suddenly said. "Cool, love it more than ever," she answered. "I know you like singing, so listen, if you be in our band again, we can actually make you the lead singer. How about that?" Brad told. Heather smile at him and said,"No way!" And she walked out without telling.</span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-3974746629206952100?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-21678730429177083062008-09-17T07:42:00.000-07:002008-09-19T23:37:09.459-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">Episode 9 </span><br /></strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 1: Afforngrid High School</strong> </span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">Annelle walked into the her classroom in a daze. She didn't even realize that, she was almost bumping into Jake Hardy. He has this obvious expressions on having a crush on Annnelle. "Oh! Sorry, Jake!" she apologized as Jake hit the table for trying to avoid bumping her. "It's okay!" he said, smiling sweetly at her and walked out of the classroom. "Hey, Ann!" Heather greets. "So, have you thought about signing up for the choir class? Please do! It will be more fun, if you are there," Heather tries to convince but Annelle still hasn't decided yet and that was the reason why she was in a daze. She was just thinking if she should sign up or not. Well, it's not like she doesn't like to sing. It's just that, she is shy. They will be performing in front of everyone at school one day, and she obviously, doesn't like that.</span> "I'm still thinking about it, actually," Annelle answered firmly. Heather raised an eyebrow.</span> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Why is she acting so weird this morning? </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She thought to herself. Annelle sat on her desk, quietly, not even smiling or anything.</span> <span style="color:#ff6600;">I could at least try to do this singing thing.... Besides, if I want to show people that I can sing, I would need to be brave! I'm not meant to care what other people might think. I think I sound great to myself so, why bother what people might think? I will do it! It's my only chance to achieve my dream... I love singing and that is the main reason why I WILL sign up for the choir class. The second reason is that, I want to spend more time with Heather. This choir class could make me and Heather closer together... </span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Annelle thought to herself. She suddenly become cheerful again and turned to Heather. "Heath! I've decided to sign up for the choir class," she told proudly. Heather smiled big, happy to hear Annelle's decision. "Great, Ann! You're the best! Anyway, there is choir practise every Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. Mondays and Fridays we are free. Oh yeah! Choir practices will start at 2.00 pm 'till 3.45 pm," Heather explained long. Annelle laughed at Heather's serious face.</span> <span style="color:#ff6600;">She really takes this choir class highly... </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Annelle thought to herself.</span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> "Why are you laughing? What so funny?" Heather asked with an innocent face this time. "Nothing! It's just that, you are so-o-o keen about this choir thing and for your information, I know every single details about this choir class. I'm the newspaper editor, remember? It's my job to know all these," Annelle laughed more as Heather suddenly, breathed out, "Oh-h-h-h!!!" Heather started joining Annelle, laughing. "You're so-o-o weird, Heather!" Annelle told. "Oh, yhank you! Only now, you noticed?" Heather giggled.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2: Populareez Queens's zone in the cafeteria.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">"Have you heard? Annelle is also joining for the choir class," Lizzette whispered to her girlfriends. "I know! Can she actually, sing? I mean, for god's sake! She is such a nerd-ass... I bet she sounds horrible!" Summer laughed callously. The others laughed with her too. Starr didn't though. She thought, what Summer said was mean and why should she laugh? It's not even funny! "Why aren't you laughing with us?" Dawn asked firmly. The others stopped and stared at Starr. "I'm sorry! I just don't find it funn," she told, truthfully. </span>"Of course it was, silly! Whatever Summer says are all, so-o funny. So, if you don't find it funny, then you're weird!" Dawn said with a 'whatever' face. "Sorry!" Starr apologized quickly before Summer starts ignoring her. She hates them but at the same time, she still wants to be one of them.<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 3: Choir class (Music Room)</strong><br /></span><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"OK, guys! Pair up with someone and come and get these score sheets," Miss Levine called out. Heather and Annelle paired up together. Obviously! Starr paired up with Aryn while, Dawn is with Lizzette and Summer with Eva. Later, Heather volunteered to get two of the score sheets from the table. "OK! Are you guys ready? Turn to page, 12 and follow me and the notes from the piano. On 3, guys! One, two, three!" Then, they started singing and enjoying themsleves.</span><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em> Hmm!Choir class isn't so-o-o bad at all! I actually quite like it now.</em></span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Starr thought to herself, smiling.</span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 4: Annelle's room</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#006600;">Dear Diary,</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">I signed up for choir class and it was awesome!! I enjoyed it! Anyways, I paired up with Heath and as you can see, I stood next to her at practice. And when we started singing, I could hear her voice and guess what? It was good!! I hope my voice is as good as hers... I wonder if she thinks i suck at singing?? Well, anyway, gotta go! Mum is calling for dinner. Might write again tomorrow. Love, Annelle Jonas</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-2167873042917708306?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-19124748369390893922008-09-12T00:26:00.000-07:002008-09-19T23:38:48.383-07:00<strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;">Episode 8</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 1: Afforngrid High School</span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Students were crowding the bulletin board at Afforngrid High School. As Heather was trying to see what was happening, she got push and push and push till she reach to the back. "Ugghh!!" she screamed. Just then, Annelle appeared in front of her. "Ann!! Right time for you to appear. You are the editor for the school's newspaper commitee right? So, you surely know what the heck is that on the bulletin board, right?" Heather asked. Annelle nodded and she said, "Its Miss Levine. She's the teacher of drama class right? And you know how dramatic she can be sometimes, so she start this choir class and everyone is eligible to sign up. The form is been paste there." Annelle pointed at the bulletin board. "Out of our way!" Populareez Queen, Summer shrieked. Behind her is all the other Populareez Queens, Dawn, Eva, Aryn, Lizzette and Starr. Of 'coz, everybody back away. Everybody listens to Populareez Queens. They seem to have the power. "Oh, wow! Choir class! Definetely I sign up," Summer said while writing her name. "What about you girls?" Aryn, Lizzette, Dawn and Eva sign up. "Starr? Why you standing there for?" Summer raised her eyebrow at Starr. "Um...no thanks. I'm not really interested in choir. You girls go," Starr said. "But Starr, I thought we Populareez Queens will be together no matter what happen. How is this going to work if we all join choir and you back out. C'mon Starr. We really need you," Eva replied. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Yeah right! Need me? You are just faking it. But should I? Choir could be quite fun.</em> <span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000000;">"Alright, for you girls. And for the last time," Starr said as she writes down her name. Heather hit Annelle at her elbow. "Hey, should we sign up too? I really love singing and you too right? You always said you wanted to be like Corrie in Everlasting Dreams. Singing in the spotlight of millions and millions of people. This is our chance!" Heather beamed. Annelle frown at her. "No way. I'm busy enough with the school's newspaper. And about Corrie, I'm just kidding," And she walked away. Heather shot a weird look at Annelle and she followed her to the cafeteria and then she stopped. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>I love singing. And I miss my band a lot. Being in choir means being in the band again except with different people. If Ann doesn't want, it doesn't mean that I wouldn't sign up. Its time for me to chase my own dreams.</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Hey. Be right back," Heather said and she ran back to the bulletin board. Heather wrote down her name and return to the cafeteria with a happy heart.</span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>Scene 2: Summer's house</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">All of Populareez Queens were hanging out at Summer's room. Discussing about what they should wear to the first lesson of choir class."I'm so gonna wear my new Versace halter dress," Aryn annouced. "Good for you Aryn. I'm out of clothes. I totally need a new wardrobe," Dawn continue. "Hey girls, how about we go shopping at Springs Field this Sunday? Everyone is free right?" Summer suggest and everyone agree. "No. I mean, I can't. I gotta....um...follow my dad to his..um...office. Some stuffs to help him," Starr squeaked. "Huh? Is it because you just went shopping with Lizzette and me yesterday? C'mon! No big deal, shopping more," Dawn told. "No, its because..um..I said already!" Starr replied. "Oh whatever, lets do our shopping list girls," Summer ignore Starr. The reason Starr doesn't wanna go shopping with them is because she has spent all her pocket money and she never wanted to ask her dad or even Blare.</span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 3: Annelle's house</span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"David!! Could you please clean up your stupid iguana poop?" Annelle shrieked at her brother. "Its your duty!" David shouted back "Oh yeah right! I'm only responsible for my chihuahua, Honey, dad's parrot, Holly and mum's aquarium!" Annelle shouted back so loud that she need a cup of water to cure her throat. "If you could clean the whole family pets, why not include mine? Doesn't make any differences,'' David mocked. "Stop with your stupid mouth. Mum and dad is not home most of the time. So, I'm only helpful to them. You just watch television the whole day. Why not do some exercise?" Annelle said with her I'm-your-big-sister voice. "Later!" David didn't even hear what she said. Annelle let a heavy sigh. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>If only I join choir, I will be staying back in school now. Oh, sorry Heather!</em></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-1912474836939089392?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-44795493024155318892008-09-11T02:03:00.000-07:002008-09-11T23:00:39.906-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;">Episode 7<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 1: School garden</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Heather spent her lunch time at the school garden. Annelle spent her lunch time,with Heather without her geeky friends. She likes it better just them. They have chemistry, that they never stop talking to each other, when they are together. But once the geeky friends join, they just don't feel comfortable to act like themselves.....</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"So, do you really think she will give up?" Annelle asked. They were just talking about their favourite movie series called 'Everlasting Dream'. They both love it!! "She might actually give up 'cos she is always so-o shy and not confident... I hope Corrie will win in the competition. She is damn good!! At least better than that shy, Felicity," Heather complained. Annelle giggled. "I totally agree with you... Besides, Felicity is kinda mean in some ways even if she is shy and all. She is still jealous with Corrie," Annelle told. Heather nodded eagerly, showing that she agreed.<br />Before Heather could reply Annelle, Heather's old Dudette friends appeared in front of them. "Hey, Heather! Can we talk to you for a second?"</span><span style="color:#9999ff;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"> </span></span><span style="color:#33ff33;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>What the hell are they doing here and talking to me? Aren't they all mad at me now?</em></span> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Heather thought to herself. She turned to Annelle who nodded and she stood up and said, "See you in class Heath!" "Okay!" Heather replied, wanting to follow her but obviously, she can't... "What do you guys want?" Heather asked callously. Without even staring at any of them. "Well, we know we've been mean and pathetic to you because of you being in the first class and all, so, we're here to apologize to you, dude!" Sky told. The others chanted "Yeah! We're sorry!" </span><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><em>Whoa! They hardly apologizes... They hardly ever apologize to anyone and here they are! Apologizing to me... Cool! Wow! They look like total idiots standing in front of me and trying to look all innocent and hoping i will forgive them... Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!</em></span> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">Heather thought to herself again.</span> </span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Sorry guys but I'm not going to join your band anymore!" Heather knew all this while that they apologizes because they want her to be in their band again and 'use' her again too. No way she will let that happen! They suddenly looked surprise by Heather's remarks and Courtney quickly said "Well- umm- who said about you being in our band again?" Courtney's voice was shaky. "Your expressions!" Heather told firmly. "Well, no! We just- umm... Wanna be friends with you again..." Eddie said. His voice, as well, was shaky and he was trying not to catch Heather's eyes. Heather knows Eddie well. When he lies, he can't bear to look at the person, straight in the eyes. Heather giggled. Her giggles didn't sound very friendly... "Sure! I will be friends with you guys again! But don't even try to dream that I will be in your band again!" She walks away but then stopped and turned to her friends and said again, "And oh yeah! I will not be sitting with you guys at lunch too. Bye! See you guys around.</span>"<span style="color:#339999;"> </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcc00;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">For once, it felt soooo good to stand up to those jerks.Go me!</span> </em></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Then she giggled to herself. If anyone ever pass her that time,they might think she is mad....<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 2: Annelle's room<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">As Annelle reached home, she quickly snatch her diary open and wrote some things down. This was what she wrote: </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;">Dear Diary,<br />Today, in History was a disaster! Mr. Miner embarrased me in front of the whole class. The Populareez Queens were laughing and whispering about me that time. Of course, not Starr. I hate them for teasing me behind my back. They thought I didn't hear what they said but they were close enough, for me to hear their conversations. Idiots! And you know what? I'm getting so-o-o-o well with Heather. I found out that she is super nice. We have a lot of chemistry with each other. I cannot believe she watches and loves the series movie, 'Everlasting Dream'. It's <em>so </em>not like her type of movie but we had soo much fun talking about it. How I wish we could be best friends. Maybe one day we will... And if that happens, it will be so-o-o great!!<br />Love, Annelle Jonas</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-4479549302415531889?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-57789345223569015662008-09-10T02:15:00.000-07:002008-09-10T04:27:19.252-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;">Episode 6</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 1: Springs Field Shopping Mall</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Hey guys! Hope you don't mind Heather coming with us. Poor baby...she's home alone so I thought she might need some company," Catherine squealed. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Cath, can you please don't act so bitchy around your friends. You seem perfectly normal at home.</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Heather thought to herself. "So anyway, we are going to Miss Diva 'cuz Emilie wanted to get this really cute top and besides, that store has fabulous sales. You need a whole new wardrobe, Heath," Catherine said. Heather felt furious. "No I don't! I'm simply fine with the way I dress and I know that store has "fabulous" girlie clothes which is so not my style," Heather said boldly. Catherine looked at Heather with her eyebrows raised. She replied, "Oh nevermind. Whatever, you've still gotta follow us." So like what Catherine said, Heather walk along. When they reach the store, Heather just plopped on the sofa while she wait for Cath, Emilie and Mandy to shop. After that, they went to Vincci, and after that, they went to Hush Puppies, and after that, they went to Giordana and after that, they went to Roxy and shop for hours there. Heather couldn't take it anymore. She needed space away from those shopaholics. All those walking and waiting is freaking her out. "Um....Cath? I need to go to the toilet for a while. I'll meet you in Licklicious later," Heather said. Cath was too busy and she just nodded. As Heather walk around the mall by herself, she bumped into a girl and the girl's shopping bags fell down. "Oh my gosh, I'm soooo sorry. Didn't mean too," Heather apologized. "Its ok," the girl said sweetly. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Wait! That voice sounds familiar!</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">As Heather looked up, she saw that Starr Kennedy was standing in front of her. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>Oh no! Anybody but Starr! Ok, musn't get tongue-tied. Think, c'mon!</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">"Hey Starr! How cool to see you here! So, you're shopping alone?" Heather said lamely. "Oh not really. I came here with Dawn and Lizette. Except they went home early. What about you?" Starr answered. "My sister pull me along with her friends but I just wanna separate with them for a while. So now, since your friends went home early, wanna hang out?" Heather said. <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"><em>What the....why did I ever said that?!?</em> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Starr smiled and said ,"Ok." So the 2 girls enter every store and shop for hours except Heather just wait for Starr. Later on, Heather meet up with Cath and her friends at Licklicious. "So Heather, how do you find this shopping trip?" Mandy asked. "Freakingly fun," Heather answered. Starr just did the same thing Cath did but for some reasons, Heather found it fun doing it with Starr.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 2: Annelle's room</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">As Annelle writes in her diary, she wrote : <span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;">Dear Diary, I just knew Heather Enzyl. Not even a week. Although, she comes from the Dudettes and I know Dudettes are nasty people but Heath seem perfectly fine. She always has the idea to make me smile. And I don't know why, but somehow, I feel we're connected. Even more than Tori. No offences, Tori. But there's one thing thats bothering me. Why do I feel so sad when I see Starr is not talking to her bitches? Starr is one of the Populareez Queens, she belongs to them, but why isn't she happy around her bitches? I feel sorry for Starr and I feel like defending her. But thats impossible, I would never got a chance to talk to Starr and I should stay out of people's businees. But the feelings I have is tempting me to do it. I wish I had the nerves. Love, Annelle Jonas</span></span><span style="color:#006600;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;">Scene 3: Eddie's room</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">"Dudes, do you think we can really continue the band without Heather? She's like the perfect drummer," Sky said. "Hey whoa! I thought you are the one who wanna dump Heath. We couldn't simply ask her back now. That would be like embarassment of our lives where we, Dudettes couldn't take it," Eddie answered coolly.The others nodded. "Why not, try talking to her again? We could be friends again and then maybe Heath would wanna be in the band automatically," Courtney suggest. "Perfect idea. Mission start tomorrow," Sky grined.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-5778934522356901566?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-88187079395228852182008-09-08T02:55:00.000-07:002008-09-10T04:02:05.785-07:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;">Episode 5 </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Scene 1: The school garden</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>Damn! They found me. I thought they don't usually hang about at the garden. Why didn't they go to class?</em> </span><span style="color:#000000;">Heather smiled at her friends. </span></span><span style="color:#000000;">Forced to, actually.<br />"Hey Heather! I just knew it, we would find you here. So, wanna hit the classroom? The bell will ring soon enough." Annelle's eyes stared at Heather with what looks, like hope that she would agree. Maybe, Annelle and her nerd chicks are not that bad. They seem to care about her. Heather knows that they are nicer than her old friends. The only reasons she hung out with the jerks was because they were fun and cool.</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"> <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>Maybe these girls are my friends after all... The jerks could ignore me... I have my friends here, I should be happy.... and not putting them in the lame category.</em></span> </span></span><span style="color:#000000;">This time, she smiled 'cos she wants to. "Sure! Let's go." She stood up and walked with them to the classroom.<br /></span></span><span style="color:#3333ff;">Scene 2: Classroom</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">As they walked to their classroom, they saw the Populareez Queens were there too... Annelle realized something. Starr was with them, sure! But she wasn't talking or giggling or whispering away with the other girls. She just sat there and just listened to their conversations. She knows she can't do anything 'cos she might get the Starr-being-left-out thing wrong. She might just don't feel like talking or giggling or something... We never know...<br /></span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="color:#000000;">"So, how do we do this homework again?" Saleisha asked, flipping through her Languages book. She asked Heather as she is in the French class as Saleisha. "Didn't the teacher just set us this homework today? It's due next Monday." Heather said confused.</span> <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">I mean, who does their homework the day it was just set?</span></em> <span style="color:#000000;">Heather thought again. "Well, yeah! I just want to do it now as we still have few more minutes. Time is money... Can't waste it..." Saleisha replied,</span> <span style="color:#000000;">looking as happy as ever.</span><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Yeah! Yeah! Sure!</span></em></span> <span style="color:#000000;">Heather thought, annoyed.</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">"No idea, Saleisha. French is not my thing. I just learn that language 'cos my mum wants me too." Heather said callously. Saleisha suddenly looked dissapointed so, Heather quickly said, "Sorry I can't help." Saleisha replied, "Nah! It's cool." But Saleisha didn't act like she meant</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"> <span style="color:#000000;">what she said.</span> <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Whatever! I did say sorry. What else does she want? For me to kneel down and beg for her to cheer up? Pur-lease!</span> </em></span></span><span style="color:#000000;">Heather thought to herself. Annelle found Heather's face expressions funny and giggled. "Why are you giggling for?" Chelsea asked. "No reason." Annelle lied, smiling.</span></span><span style="color:#000000;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Heather seem to make her smile....</span><br /></span><span style="color:#3333ff;">Scene 3: Heather's house</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="color:#000000;">"I'm home! Cath! Mom!" No one answered. Mom might not be home yet. Cath might go out with her friends. "Well, whatever! A KitKat bar and coke should do. Off to garage!" Heather said to herself. She took a sip of the coke and a big bite of her KitKat. She dropped her butt on a chair and took her drumstick and started hitting the drums. She sounded great! She is like an expert...She has been learning drum since Year 2. Her hands might be hitting the drums loudly. Very loud! But her head is somewhere else.</span> <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">How I wish I wasn't in the first class and my friends will continue the band with me....</span></em> <span style="color:#000000;">She still misses her friends eventhough they are jerks sometimes but they've been friends for more than 3 years. How can she not be sad about them abondoning her. Just because she is in the first class.....</span> </span><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Who the heck is calling me?</span></em><em><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span></em><span style="color:#000000;">"Heath!!!" Catherine peep through the door. "Hey sis! I'm just wondering... You seem to have nothing to do. Wanna' join me and few of my friends to the mall?" Sweet! She was waiting for Cath to show up and now that she did and allowed Heather to follow her with her friends to the mall.... Hell no, she's not going to reject. "Sure!" she smiled big.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-8818707939522885218?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-26438638108233123132008-08-31T01:33:00.001-07:002008-08-31T01:33:49.620-07:00<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><p><object height='350' width='425'><param value='http://youtube.com/v/-RUqfMFtI3A' name='movie'/><embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/-RUqfMFtI3A'/></object></p><p>Hello guys...This the part when Avril sing When You're gone with her pink grand piano...anyways, the concert was soooooo perfect...wish you guys were there..by, manda</p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-2643863810823312313?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-48513300858539200082008-08-17T00:38:00.000-07:002008-09-10T04:02:21.095-07:00<span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Episode 4</span> </span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Scene 1: School's cafeteria</span><br />"Pardon?" Annelle asked softly as she didn't quite hear what Heather had said. There was a long pause before Heather answered, "Huh? Oh! Nothing!" Annelle smiled and said, "Ok then!". They kept on walking to the table in the free-zone. "Hey, guys!" Annelle greet her friends. They did the same. Heather reconized them from her own class. "You guys know this is Heather. She will be sitting with us for lunch today."<br />"Sure thing! Come sit with us every lunch time if you don't mind." Tori said sweetly. ''In your dream I'm going to sit with you losers every lunch time...'' Heather thought to herself but she forced a smile and dropped her butt on one of the chair. She just sat quietly, stuffing her lunch while listening to them, talking about homeworks and exams... ''How lame!!!'' She moaned to herself. She quickly finished her lunch so she could avoid spending the whole lunch time with these losers. "Umm... guys, I've gotta go and meet up with few friends at the school garden. So, you guys chit-chat and see in class," she giggled. Before any of them could say anything, she walked off, dashing to the cafeteria door.<br />"Annoying people!! Annelle, Tori, Saleisha and Chelsea are all the same!! Geeks!" she whispered to herself. She's not really meeting anyone but she wanted some time alone, so, she went to the garden and sat on one of the bench. The wind blew her hair gently. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of it.<br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Scene 2: The Populareez Queens table</span><br />"Gosh! So, did you break up with him? You totally should, Summer!" Aryn said, sounding eager. These girls love the topic about- BOYS! They can't breathe without them. But of course, only Starr who isn't really into this topics. So, she just kept silence whenever they brought up the conversations about boys and Summer's and Dawn's boyfriends. You see, Summer had this big fight with her boyfriend, Jay. So, the girls want Summer to break up with him. "Besides, there are other cute guys that are dying for you, girl! Dump that jerk! Before- he dumps you..." Eva told. Vanessa, Lizzette, Aryn and Dawn nodded to that. They suddenly turned to Starr who was munching her sandwiches. She frozed. ''Why are they staring at me like that?'' she asked herself. Bad ideas for her to not concentrate on the conversations 'cos the girls are expecting her suggestions. She forced a huge smile and did a slight nod. The girls giggled suddenly. "Well, you got all our agreements..." Lizzette said cheerfully. She is always cheerful anyway... ''Phew! Good thing I nodded... Or else, I can't sit with them at lunch for sure,'' Starr thought again. True much! That is one of the rule in the Populareez Queens. If one of them don't agree with others, when she is actually meant to, they will ask her to not sit or hang out with the others for a whole day. This always happen to Starr but never did happen to the other girls. "Ok then! I'll text him tonight and tell him that, we are so over!" They laughed and you guessed right! Starr needs to laugh too even if she doesnt know why...<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Scene 3:The cafeteria and garden</span><br />"Come on, guys! Let's go search Heather at the school garden," Saleisha suggested. The others agreed. They walked out of the cafeteria and to the big, clean garden. By now, a lot of pupils gather, just talking and hanging around. Some even, play soccer there.<br />"Where is she? Could she already be in class?" Chelsea asked. "Nah! I don't think so.." Annelle answered. They looked around and well! Annelle saw her on the bench. Eyes, still closed. "Heather!!!" she yelled from far.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-4851330085853920008?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-85403330164345725252008-08-16T00:43:00.000-07:002008-08-27T00:42:49.321-07:00<span style="color:#ff0000;">EPISODE 3</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Scene 1: Starr's home</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Starr ignore Blare's shockness. The thing that made Blare screamed is because Starr had dyed a pink streak on the right of her hair. "Starr baby, what have you done to your hair? You are only thirteen. Why would you wanna spoil your natural hair?" Blare asked. Starr replied, "Look, its only a tiny weeny streak and whatever I do is not your business!" And Starr dashed into her room. Blare look at TK. "She's a big girl. Just leave her alone", TK said. Starr may seem like a bubbly and happy child but the truth is, she was a sad lost soul. Her mother died two years ago. Starr memories flew back to where her mother died two years ago. She was crossing the road with her mother and so happen a car was zooming into their direction. Starr tried to warn her mother but too late her mother pushed Starr across the road and it was her mother who got hit by the car. Her mother was in coma for two weeks and she passed away. From that day on, Starr had hated her father. Her mother and father were fighting and quarelling before the accident happened. And when they were crossing the road, her mother wasn't paying attention to the vehicles and thats the reason she got hit. Starr spent most of her time in her room avoiding her father. She thought her father was the main reason mother died. Five months her mother died, her father remarried Blare. And Starr hated her father more than ever. She stays in her room everyday and only come out when they are not home. Her room isn't much. There is just a single size bed, a dressing table, a study table, her own computer, a small closet room and a bean bag where she plays her electric guitar. Playing the guitar is Starr's passion. Starr's memories come back to reality when there was a knock on her room door. "Starr, Blare bought peppermint tea for you. Would you want some?" TK ask. "No! Dad, please tell her to stop buying stuffs for me because I don't need it! And same goes to you!" Starr replied.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Scene 2: Afforngrid High School</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Annelle was putting her books into her locker when she felt someone hit her shoulders. It was Heather. "Sorry about yesterday. I was being rude and I thought I don't need new friends. But the truth is, I do need someone to bring me around. As you can see, its my first time being in the first class. I use to be in the last class but I did this stupid test to try my luck. I wasn't even serious about it. I thought I'd fail in the test but I got chosen to be in the first class which is the stupidest thing anyone could do. And by the way, I'm Heather. Heather Enzyl, my full name", Heather explained. Annelle smiled at her and said, "Aww....don't need to apologize. I understand your situation and it is hard to get along in a different area. Well you can always count on me".</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Scene 3: School's cafeteria</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">As the two girls walked their way to the cafeteria, Heather met with Sky, Brad, Eddie and Courtney. Heather stopped and walk to them. "Hey you guys--" Eddie interupted her, "Oh shut up, Heather! Being in the first class means abandoning us. And who are you hanging out wih now? Freaky Genius Girl, Annelle Jonas. What's got into your mind? Going for the stupid test and hanging with the geeks. Its pathetic and we shall not accept such a pathetic friend in our band. Yeah, we'll continue the band but without, you". Heather feel like punching Eddie in the face but Annelle stopped her in time. "Let's go to the cafeteria, Heather", she said. Heather walked away with her and as they were at the cafeteria entrance, Annelle stopped her again. "What now?" Heather ask. "Before entering the cafeteria we should know which table to sit at. As you can see, this school has different categories type of students. The largest table in the middle is been conquered by the Populareez. Sitting in the middle, is Populareez Queens, Summer, Dawn, Eva, Vanessa, Lizzette, Aryn and Starr. They are school's most populars. Sitting on the right is the A-listers means the soon-to-be Populareez Queens. Sitting on the left is the wannabes. They are the girls which is trying to join the group. And the table next to them can only be sit by Hotties Guys. The table behind is for the Dudettes. I believe you use to sit there Heather", Annelle said. Heather nodded. Annelle continued, "A lot of people think that I belong to the Nerdittes. But the truth is, I don't. Only six tables in the cafeteria is been conquered. The rest are for everyone. Now that you are with me, we belong to the free-zone teens. I sit with my friends at the table next to the ice-cream counter. We love junkies. Lets go!" Heather followed Annelle and her smile slowly fade away. "I belong to the Dudettes," she whispered softly.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-8540333016434572525?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-87508481350729655672008-07-26T05:47:00.000-07:002008-08-01T22:23:29.074-07:00<span style="color:#ff0000;">EPISODE 2</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">Scene 1: 65 Avenue Road</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Heather walk home grumpily, kicking every leaves she saw. "School sucks more than I can imagine", she said to herself. There is no Courtney, Brad, Sky and Eddie. But Heather have totally forgotten about them. Instead, she was thinking of Starr Kennedy. Starr had been really friendly in lessons just now. She had help Heather figure out the questions she don't know. Not that Heather had asked but Starr seem to know. "I don't know why. Starr gave me tingles in my stomach. I'm not scared of dogs or robbers or ghost or anything that ever existed! But why, Starr?" Heather whispered to herself. Yes indeed, Starr was very gorgeous and very fashionable and she had dressed so cool today, wearing branded items. Even her looks rocks! She had long blonde hair and totally sparkling turqoise eyes. Starr look so harmless and angelic. Heather felt like a complete trash stitting beside her. "I'm not ever going to sit beside Starr anymore!" What the.....Heather seems to be falling...She fell and her books is falling and her drumsticks rolled over the road. She just got bang by someone. "Oops! Sorry!" a girl apologized. "Are you blind or something?" Heather screeched. "I said I was sorry", the girl said softly. "Darn it! Another version of Starr!" Heather groaned. "You people from the first class is just so well-mannered. Makes me all sick and gooey". The girl's eyes widen. "Hi! I'm Annelle Jonas! Its nice to meet you!" Heather said coolly, "I didn't ask you to introduce yourself". Annelle bite her lips. "You said you were in the first class, so I thought, we could be buddies". Heather shot an annoyed look. "Thanks for your offer". And then she ran away. "What did I do wrong?" Annelle whispered to herself.</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3333ff;">Scene 2: Heather's house</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Heather flopped on her bed. She search for her handphone and dialed Courtney's number. Courtney answered and said,"Hi Heather, sorry I'm kinda busy. And, oh yeah good for you. Being in the first class. Might get a scholarship". And she hung up. Heather closed her eyes. What now? Courtney's still mad at her and she's stuck with sickening people. Great, just great. "May I come in?" a voice said from outside. Heather sit up straight and said "Yes you may". "Hey lil' sis. What's wrong?" Catherine said. Heather told her everything. "Its ok. I'm sure things will be alright sooner or later", Catherine replied. "Wanna have some snacks?" Heather grinned, "You are the only person in the world who knows enough of me". With that, they dash down stairs.</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">Scene 3: Grocery store</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"><span style="color:#33ccff;">Blare and TK are pushing their trolleys into aisle 32. "TK, would you please get that peppermint tea for me?" Blare asked. TK glance at her. "Since when did you drink peppermint tea?" Blare smiled, "Starr likes it". TK frowned. "Oh, puhlezz. You know she doens't appreciate anything you bought for her". "Give her time. You know she doesn't accept me as her stepmom yet. This things needs time, honey". Blare answered. "I wonder is she home yet". TK gave another frown. "Home or not, we still wouldn't see her. She's always avoiding us". Blare escape to the cashier and then drove TK home</span>.</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;">Scene 4: Starr's home</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;">Blare put the key in the door and once the door of their little flat swings open. Starr was there. Watching tv. "Hey. We're home", Blare said. She pushed her way through the narrow lane and look at the tv program Starr was watching and then at Starr. Blare gave a huge gasp. "Oh my gosh! Starr, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" Blare seem to be screaming......</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-8750848135072965567?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-82470604207512400072008-06-28T23:51:00.000-07:002008-09-30T04:32:46.016-07:00<div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong>EPISODE 1</strong></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"><strong>Scene 1: Annelle's room</strong></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Annelle woke up, with a smile on her face. She drew open the curtains in her bedroom. The sunlight flashed to her face. "What a beautiful day!" She spoke. She is excited, as today is her first day in Year 7. She is looking forward for today. "I will be Year 7 today...First day in Secondary School..." She said to herself. "Morning, Ann! Oh! You're awake! Well, what are you standing there for? Go take a shower or you will be late for the first day of school. "Her mum said standing at the bedroom door. Annelle smiled and nodded obediently. Her silky, brunette hair fell, covering her beautiful brown eyes. She took her towel that was hanging at the bathroom door and took her morning bath.</span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000099;">Scene 2: HEATHER'S HOUSE</span></strong></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Morning, Heather-mum!" Catherine called out and sat at the dining table. "Morning, honey!" Mum replied from the kitchen door. "What's for breakfast?" Heather, who is a great eater asked impatiently. "Nothing much! Just omellete and toast and juices. "Mum put the dishes on the table. While eating, Heather's head is filled with thoughts like, " Will I be in the same class as my friends?", "Will this year be a rocking year like last time?" and "Will the teachers and students in my class suck to death?"... "Why must I be in Year 7 so quickly?" She thought to herself. Heather hates school. She rather sit at home and play drum at the garage with her friends, rocking out<em>.</em> </span></span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"><strong>Scene 3: Afforngrid High School</strong></span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;">"Hey, guys!" Heather called out to her friends. Eddie, Courtney, Brad and Sky. They greet back to her. "Do you know which class you guys are?"She asked curiously. "Yeah! Though, sad to say, dude! But you are not in the same class as us."Courtney answered."What do you mean? Which class am I in?" "The first....The geeks class....We are in the third man! Anyway, we just had a meeting just now and we thought, we would like to quit the band, man! Sorry but it's not working if you are in first class.... Told you not to bother studying for the freaking test! See ya!" Eddie said walking off with the others. "Wait!" She called out but they pretend not to hear her. They kept on walking without looking back. "It's not my fault I get to be in the first class! Idiots!" She said to herself. She didn't even bother to double check that she really is in the first class but instead went to the class that she is meant to be in, looking all gloomy as ever.... She sat at the very last table at the back of the class. She hope no one will sit next to her but nah.....someone did! It was a beautiful girl with long, shiny blond hair with bright<br />turqoise eyes, Starr Kennedy. Heather shrugged as she doesn't really like Starr as she is one of the popular and smart girl at school.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;">"Hope you don't mind me sitting here. The other tables are taken." she said sweetly. "Nah! It's cool!" Heather Enzyl said not even looking at Starr. She just smiled and pulled out the chair softly, trying not to make so-o-o much noise. "It's great to be in school again! In Year 7!" she thought to herself.</span></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-8247060420751240007?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-34840502642985617432008-06-26T05:58:00.000-07:002008-08-01T22:20:15.800-07:00<span style="color:#33ccff;">Hey guys!!!! :) How are you? Alright, lets get to the point shall we? Look at the title! It says "Start of a New Movie". And its true. Well wouldn't be in cinema or anything..but in your imagination...let me explain. First of all, Sya, Rac &amp; I are doing a series call "Life of Young Starlets". Its about three teen girls who don't know each other at all. Three of them enjoy singing and dancing. They were classmates but not really close. They soon join choir class and thats how they discover their own talents...Each of them have totally different interest and attitudes. But miracle happen, they get on really well and soon form a band! Those three young starlets are impressed with their life at first, but then, they got stop by their parents. They are banned from choir class, singing and dancing. Together, they face challanges and hard times. But soon discover the true meaning of friendship....Will their band fall into pits and dooms? Or succeed as superstars?<br /></span><br />Now that you have read the summary of the series, I'm gonna tell you the Rules &amp; Regulations:<br /><p align="justify"># people who don't have imagination, I'm sorry to say you have gone to the wrong blog always alwasy remember that this is a SERIES not a NOVEL</p><p># in novels, author address a character as "I" but here, we will address the characters according </p><p>their names.</p><p># there wouldn't be any mind thinking as this is a movie. I know you don't understand so I'll</p><p>explain about it. in books they always show characters thinking. For example: Susan thinks </p><p>that her mum will be sending her to a psychologist. </p><p># but in series, there wouldn't be any thinking. As when you watch movie, they never really </p><p>show what a character is thinking. They just talk. It is the same in here.</p><p># instead of chapter, we would put episode.</p><p># there will always be a scene. Like, Scene 1-at the bus stop</p><p># there will be 30 episodes</p># please take note that this series is originally created by Sya, Manda &amp; Rac<br /># use your imagination!!!!! and have fun!!!!! =)<br /><br />CHARACTERS<br /><br />Syahirah as Heather Enzyl<br />Amanda as Starr Kennedy<br />Rachel as Annelle Jonas<br /><br />*other characters will be kept in privacy cuz every character represent somebody in our life<br /><br />I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE SERIES AND PLS LEAVE COMMENTS..........:)CHEERS ALL.........=D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-3484050264298561743?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4422134826379768911.post-79210626217941870722008-03-21T19:38:00.000-07:002008-03-21T19:39:36.100-07:00<a href="http://cursormania.smileycentral.com/download/index.jhtml?partner=ZCzeb008_ZCxdm490YYMY&spu=1&feat=prof&utm_id=9990" style="position:absolute;top:50px;left:0px;"><img src="http://plugin.smileycentral.com/http%253A%252F%252Fplugin%252Esmileycentral%252Ecom%252Fassetserver%252Fcursor%252Ejhtml%253Ft%253D0/image.gif" border="0"/></a><style type="text/css">body{cursor:url("http://plugin.smileycentral.com/http%253A%252F%252Fplugin%252Esmileycentral%252Ecom%252Fassetserver%252Fcursor%252Ejhtml%253Fcur%253D1%2526i%253D8776a/image.gif") !important;}</style><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4422134826379768911-7921062621794187072?l=bfeadclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MANDA !http://www.blogger.com/profile/05395967676486967740noreply@blogger.com0