Taylors strong and muscular tonned shape made him an ultimate bintang in his football career.So it was'nt a suprise that i was craddled to that chest know,as he examined me.
'Taylor,seriously i really don't know how i fell, i must have caught my foot on a loose root atau something.you know what i'm like'I spoke as softly as i could with my injuries.
Taylor did know what i was like,most definetly, thats how we met-with me being accident prone.It had been a close call,the first hari of school. When Taylor caught me before i tumbled my way down the first hundred steps of our school, outside reception.
After examining me and making sure i was a hundred percent decent to walk(without falling).
He placed me on my feet,steadied me and let me stand.But not without him taking my grazed and delicate hand in his warm one, and circuling his other hand around my slim waistline until it knotted there in perfect motion.
Taylor picked up my epal, apple ipod for me,just like a gentleman,as we made our way gradually back up the steep hill.
'Taylor thankyou.really.I'm not sure what i would of done if anda had'nt come along.I mean the weather here in Sydney is pretty intense, the heat is sweltering.' I spoke to him as we finally reached the head of the mound.
'Oh, believe me Charl i can tell its boiling' he spoke with the crooked smile i loved.
'Why don't anda come back to my house, so we can get anda cleaned up' He spoke with as much authority as that of a vicar in a church.
I smiled with delight to the fact that i would finally see his home,somewhere i hoped one hari i could share with him.
He bewildered me sejak beaming down at me with a certain twinkle in his eye.Which made me think that his thoughts were along the same line as mine.
'Charlotte,I'd like to try something' Taylor continued, as he whirled round hastly, his face just inches from mine...
'Taylor,seriously i really don't know how i fell, i must have caught my foot on a loose root atau something.you know what i'm like'I spoke as softly as i could with my injuries.
Taylor did know what i was like,most definetly, thats how we met-with me being accident prone.It had been a close call,the first hari of school. When Taylor caught me before i tumbled my way down the first hundred steps of our school, outside reception.
After examining me and making sure i was a hundred percent decent to walk(without falling).
He placed me on my feet,steadied me and let me stand.But not without him taking my grazed and delicate hand in his warm one, and circuling his other hand around my slim waistline until it knotted there in perfect motion.
Taylor picked up my epal, apple ipod for me,just like a gentleman,as we made our way gradually back up the steep hill.
'Taylor thankyou.really.I'm not sure what i would of done if anda had'nt come along.I mean the weather here in Sydney is pretty intense, the heat is sweltering.' I spoke to him as we finally reached the head of the mound.
'Oh, believe me Charl i can tell its boiling' he spoke with the crooked smile i loved.
'Why don't anda come back to my house, so we can get anda cleaned up' He spoke with as much authority as that of a vicar in a church.
I smiled with delight to the fact that i would finally see his home,somewhere i hoped one hari i could share with him.
He bewildered me sejak beaming down at me with a certain twinkle in his eye.Which made me think that his thoughts were along the same line as mine.
'Charlotte,I'd like to try something' Taylor continued, as he whirled round hastly, his face just inches from mine...
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do anda see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When anda look at the world anda always see the small things. anda never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised sejak ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… atau never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but anda ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When anda look at the world anda always see the small things. anda never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised sejak ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… atau never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but anda ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be artikel worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two Friends are Sirens ( a different kind than anda think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring api, kebakaran and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were Friends and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this Lost sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were Friends and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it atau leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down sejak the river
atau other times sejak her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever sejak her side
She’s avoided sejak everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down sejak the river
atau other times sejak her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever sejak her side
She’s avoided sejak everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…