I suddenly feel extremely sad and miserable. I realize that my Coca-Cola is gushing on the floor. I quickly clean up the bubbly mess.
The phone beside me rings. "Hello?" I say.
"This is-" a man starts, but I immediately hang up because I know it's some weirdo asking for money atau whatever.
Cautiously I turn the TV back on, desperately hoping that something sane appears on the screen. For extra measures I change to a Rawak channel.
It turns out I stand corrected, because I have the best of timing to turn on the TV just when Wyatt Starmount gets a sword in his neck. I shriek and try to shield myself from the horror.
Within a matter of saat Daddy is bounding up the stairs, poking his head in my room to find the sumber of the racket.
"What's going on, Arissa? Everything alright here?" he asks nervously. I shake my head quickly and assure him I'm just fine. His face floods with relief and tells me that he can supply me with anything if needed. He leaves. I scan the channel guide for a normal tunjuk and click to a tunjuk on koala bears.
"Perfect. I mean, nothing could be LESS normal than koala bears, right?" I ask myself out loud. I'm fascinated as a family of koala bears stick together with some eucalyptus trees. I am addicted to them and I'm sure that Taylor would be, too.
THAT'S IT! I can confide in Miss Taylor The Actress. I remember in fourth grade when I told her I was afraid of spiders, she told me that I was bigger and scarier than any labah-labah in the whole world. I immediately began The Great Goldheart labah-labah Massacre. Unfortunately spiders, as I found out, are good for the earth because they eat bugs like mosquitoes and ants and pests like that.
I dialed her number wicked fast. Her younger brother Noah picked up and knew I wanted Taylor right away. I could hear his feet, her bedroom door open, a quick exchange between the two.
"Hello!" she sings out. I smile and laugh.
"So I'm in a pickle..." I say.
"Do explain why and what about," she questions.
"Well...I was watching the news-"
"No. Way. That's like, major." she jokes.
"Uhh...anyways, on the news there was a story about a kid our age in L.A. and he got killed sejak some hispanic maniac with a sword...a-and now I feel really, well, scared. And sad." I pour out. She knows how I feel.
"That really is terrible, Ari. But the bright side is that it's not very likely that the maniac will find anda when he's in L.A. and you're in New York City." she explains. I understand. After about five minit of awkward silence I bring up the koalas and we dive into deep discussion. I hang up when she does. I stare out my window, eyeing the early summer sun and greenery out in my backyard. I sit in silence.
The phone rings again. "Hello?"
"Hello again. I'm Mark Guthrie. Is Arissa Goldheart there?" the strange man asks.
I put on a slightly different voice: "No sir, she's out. May I take a message down for her?"
"Indeed anda can. I need to talk to Arissa, if not see her and Converse something important. If it's convient, she can meet me at Mattie's makan, kantin tonight at seven. Alright? Thank you, ma'am. I'm looking ke hadapan to seeing her tonight."
I hang up and think. Okay, I can go meet a creeper at a makan, kantin atau I can talk to a creeper over the phone and he will most likely call again and Daddy willl have a cow so I think I will sleep. I crawl into katil and pull the sheets over my head.
I drift into sleep for a few hours before I start seeing things.
The phone beside me rings. "Hello?" I say.
"This is-" a man starts, but I immediately hang up because I know it's some weirdo asking for money atau whatever.
Cautiously I turn the TV back on, desperately hoping that something sane appears on the screen. For extra measures I change to a Rawak channel.
It turns out I stand corrected, because I have the best of timing to turn on the TV just when Wyatt Starmount gets a sword in his neck. I shriek and try to shield myself from the horror.
Within a matter of saat Daddy is bounding up the stairs, poking his head in my room to find the sumber of the racket.
"What's going on, Arissa? Everything alright here?" he asks nervously. I shake my head quickly and assure him I'm just fine. His face floods with relief and tells me that he can supply me with anything if needed. He leaves. I scan the channel guide for a normal tunjuk and click to a tunjuk on koala bears.
"Perfect. I mean, nothing could be LESS normal than koala bears, right?" I ask myself out loud. I'm fascinated as a family of koala bears stick together with some eucalyptus trees. I am addicted to them and I'm sure that Taylor would be, too.
THAT'S IT! I can confide in Miss Taylor The Actress. I remember in fourth grade when I told her I was afraid of spiders, she told me that I was bigger and scarier than any labah-labah in the whole world. I immediately began The Great Goldheart labah-labah Massacre. Unfortunately spiders, as I found out, are good for the earth because they eat bugs like mosquitoes and ants and pests like that.
I dialed her number wicked fast. Her younger brother Noah picked up and knew I wanted Taylor right away. I could hear his feet, her bedroom door open, a quick exchange between the two.
"Hello!" she sings out. I smile and laugh.
"So I'm in a pickle..." I say.
"Do explain why and what about," she questions.
"Well...I was watching the news-"
"No. Way. That's like, major." she jokes.
"Uhh...anyways, on the news there was a story about a kid our age in L.A. and he got killed sejak some hispanic maniac with a sword...a-and now I feel really, well, scared. And sad." I pour out. She knows how I feel.
"That really is terrible, Ari. But the bright side is that it's not very likely that the maniac will find anda when he's in L.A. and you're in New York City." she explains. I understand. After about five minit of awkward silence I bring up the koalas and we dive into deep discussion. I hang up when she does. I stare out my window, eyeing the early summer sun and greenery out in my backyard. I sit in silence.
The phone rings again. "Hello?"
"Hello again. I'm Mark Guthrie. Is Arissa Goldheart there?" the strange man asks.
I put on a slightly different voice: "No sir, she's out. May I take a message down for her?"
"Indeed anda can. I need to talk to Arissa, if not see her and Converse something important. If it's convient, she can meet me at Mattie's makan, kantin tonight at seven. Alright? Thank you, ma'am. I'm looking ke hadapan to seeing her tonight."
I hang up and think. Okay, I can go meet a creeper at a makan, kantin atau I can talk to a creeper over the phone and he will most likely call again and Daddy willl have a cow so I think I will sleep. I crawl into katil and pull the sheets over my head.
I drift into sleep for a few hours before I start seeing things.
Lonely Girl
So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…
She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought
Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end
Her hati, tengah-tengah is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once lebih
I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place
Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do
So peaceful in sleep she lies
Brown hair spilled across her pillow
I can picture her beautiful eyes
Looking into her dreams…
She looks like she’s not listening
But really she’s deep in thought
Remembering forgotten memories
When she lived life as she ought
Stolen kisses in the night
Laughing with her friends
Little did she know back then
This is where it all would end
Her hati, tengah-tengah is filled with regret
Always looking back
She wishes she would just forget
And find happiness once lebih
I don’t think she’ll ever forget you
But for now there’s joy on her face
She keeps reminding herself
It’s not a race, to be the first to find your place
Now as the sun goes down
She’ll say a prayer
Wishing perhaps for you
But really, life’s not that fair
There’s nothing this Lonely Girl can do
If you've learnt British English and you're travelling in the States,or if you've learnt American English and you're travelling in Britain,you'll notice some differences.An obvious difference is the accent,but most travellers find that they don't have too many problems with this.There are some grammatical differences,but they shoudn't make it difficult to understand people,or to communicate.That leaves differences in vocabulary,which can cause misunderstandings.Sometimes the difference is only the spelling,for example,in British English 'center','colour',and 'travelled',and in American English 'centre','color',and 'traveled'.But sometimes the word is completely different in British and American English,and it's good idea to be prepared.
Jaycee's POV
I lay there besides Liana, she is sleeping, I rest my hand on her soft delicate face, she stirrs in her sleep. Her eyes flutter open and she gaze's at me.
"Mmmmm, Mommy wh-where are we?" She asks. "Texas" I reply. She looks around, blood is spattered everywhere no is around except the dead boddies. She screams stands up and starts to panic. "Li, Li Calm down!" I say calmly. "Wha-What happened!!!" I sighed, I couldnt belive she cant remember. "Were isolated in a tiny town in texas remember?????" I asked. She paused thought for a minit and shook her head.
I lay there besides Liana, she is sleeping, I rest my hand on her soft delicate face, she stirrs in her sleep. Her eyes flutter open and she gaze's at me.
"Mmmmm, Mommy wh-where are we?" She asks. "Texas" I reply. She looks around, blood is spattered everywhere no is around except the dead boddies. She screams stands up and starts to panic. "Li, Li Calm down!" I say calmly. "Wha-What happened!!!" I sighed, I couldnt belive she cant remember. "Were isolated in a tiny town in texas remember?????" I asked. She paused thought for a minit and shook her head.