'Tis be Rose's POV. Enjoy!
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Mom had also told me that, “She was so much like you. You both used to spend all day trying to think of something you two didn’t have in common!”
So I sat on the train, waiting for the big lug to stop.
I was wearing my most treasured shirt, the black and red “The voices told me to” t-shirt. Everyone always stopped to read it, and it always gave them a chuckle when they did, so it made me feel like I wasn’t invisible. Or at least that I wore shirts people wouldn’t expect.
My mom had filled me in on the stuff I’d forgotten after the accident. It wasn’t such a big deal to me; I mean, I survived, so there wasn’t anything to worry about. But my mom thought it would be such a “traumatic” experience for me, so she helped me “cope” with it.
Honestly, I could remember the past 6 years, back until I was 10. But everything before that was a complete blank. It was as if I’d been born at age 10.
I’d learned that the kind people who’d let me stay over at their house in Toronto for a few weeks were also my family; my aunt Bonnie and my two cousins. I’d also learned that the girl and I used to be good friends until I moved away. And, of course, my mom wouldn’t tell me her name. Why did she have to be so mysterious like that? I never liked surprises!
I began to hum to myself. It was Never Too Late, by Three Days Grace. I’d had that song stuck in my head since about a year after I had gotten out of the hospital. I never knew why it was always that song in my head, but as I hummed it, I dismissed the thought, guessing it used to be my favorite song.
And since then, one or more little visuals of me and a little girl with straight, black hair and wearing a white tank-top playing in a sand box, or sliding down a water slide, or walking into the woods together.
Suddenly, I heard the conductor yell, “We’re in Toronto! All passengers that were heading Toronto-ward- all off the train!”
Hmph, that must be me, I thought, as I lugged my suitcase out the door. Once I got outside, I spotted a tall, young-looking woman in a clean, white blouse and a gray knee-length skirt, with her arm around a teenage girl with short, black and blue hair, and, literally, black from her earrings to her combat boots.
How are you gonna handle this, Rosalba? I asked myself.
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Mom had also told me that, “She was so much like you. You both used to spend all day trying to think of something you two didn’t have in common!”
So I sat on the train, waiting for the big lug to stop.
I was wearing my most treasured shirt, the black and red “The voices told me to” t-shirt. Everyone always stopped to read it, and it always gave them a chuckle when they did, so it made me feel like I wasn’t invisible. Or at least that I wore shirts people wouldn’t expect.
My mom had filled me in on the stuff I’d forgotten after the accident. It wasn’t such a big deal to me; I mean, I survived, so there wasn’t anything to worry about. But my mom thought it would be such a “traumatic” experience for me, so she helped me “cope” with it.
Honestly, I could remember the past 6 years, back until I was 10. But everything before that was a complete blank. It was as if I’d been born at age 10.
I’d learned that the kind people who’d let me stay over at their house in Toronto for a few weeks were also my family; my aunt Bonnie and my two cousins. I’d also learned that the girl and I used to be good friends until I moved away. And, of course, my mom wouldn’t tell me her name. Why did she have to be so mysterious like that? I never liked surprises!
I began to hum to myself. It was Never Too Late, by Three Days Grace. I’d had that song stuck in my head since about a year after I had gotten out of the hospital. I never knew why it was always that song in my head, but as I hummed it, I dismissed the thought, guessing it used to be my favorite song.
And since then, one or more little visuals of me and a little girl with straight, black hair and wearing a white tank-top playing in a sand box, or sliding down a water slide, or walking into the woods together.
Suddenly, I heard the conductor yell, “We’re in Toronto! All passengers that were heading Toronto-ward- all off the train!”
Hmph, that must be me, I thought, as I lugged my suitcase out the door. Once I got outside, I spotted a tall, young-looking woman in a clean, white blouse and a gray knee-length skirt, with her arm around a teenage girl with short, black and blue hair, and, literally, black from her earrings to her combat boots.
How are you gonna handle this, Rosalba? I asked myself.
Trent and Beth= Brent
LeShawna and Ezekiel= LeKiel
Duncan and Sadie= Sadeuncan
Tyler and Izzy= Tizzy
Heather and Cody= Cheather
Courtney and Harold= Courald
DJ and Bridgette= D-Bridge
Eva and Geoff= Geva
Noah and Lindsay= Linoah
Katie and Owen= Kowen
Justin and Gwen= Gwustin
Chris and Chef= Chref
Malitav the bear and Mr.Coconut= Mr. Malitav
Sasquatchanaqa and Interns= Sasquaterns
All of these are odd couples. Do you agree or disagree if you like it 5 stars!!!
Give me your suggstions
LeShawna and Ezekiel= LeKiel
Duncan and Sadie= Sadeuncan
Tyler and Izzy= Tizzy
Heather and Cody= Cheather
Courtney and Harold= Courald
DJ and Bridgette= D-Bridge
Eva and Geoff= Geva
Noah and Lindsay= Linoah
Katie and Owen= Kowen
Justin and Gwen= Gwustin
Chris and Chef= Chref
Malitav the bear and Mr.Coconut= Mr. Malitav
Sasquatchanaqa and Interns= Sasquaterns
All of these are odd couples. Do you agree or disagree if you like it 5 stars!!!
Give me your suggstions
Parents:the wonderful Gwcan
hobbies:like 2 get in troble,like to have party just like his dad,swimming,loves to shave there pets
Food:seafood
Lives:Hollywood,California
Birthday:April,11,2009
Sports:swimming,soccer,football
Duncan Jr was boin on April 11,2009.His parents are the wonderful Gwcan and his hobbies are to get in troble,likes to have partys,swimming,and love to shave the pets.His favorite food is seafood and lives in Hollywood,California.bbbbbbbbbbbbbyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I think the couples should hav been different. Here's my list of the couples i would pair up:
1. owen and Sadie
2. Duncan and Gwen
3. Izzy and Cody
4. Geoff and Leshawna
5. Bridgette and Tyler
6. Heather and Noah
7. Katie and Justin
8. Harold and Eva
And here's the reasons why:
1. they r both fat
2. they both were black and like bloody movies
3. they r both crazy
4. they r both happy
5. they r both sporty
6. i think they make a cute couple
7. they are both cute
8. they r both rejected
1. owen and Sadie
2. Duncan and Gwen
3. Izzy and Cody
4. Geoff and Leshawna
5. Bridgette and Tyler
6. Heather and Noah
7. Katie and Justin
8. Harold and Eva
And here's the reasons why:
1. they r both fat
2. they both were black and like bloody movies
3. they r both crazy
4. they r both happy
5. they r both sporty
6. i think they make a cute couple
7. they are both cute
8. they r both rejected
Izzy is confident but she still has MANY moments but thats just her
Izzy is not a super model she still eats Mc.Donalds baby but that is just her
Well some may say she needs to be afraid of losing everything because of her down right craziness
Well Every thing is the sam in the Lala land\....
Izzy wont change anything in her life she is definitely staying herself on TDI!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lalalalalalalaalalalaalallaalalalalaalalala
Well some may say easy needs to be afraid of losing everything because of her insanely loving way to like Owen
Well everything is the same in the Lalalala land
LALALALALALALALAL
Izzy is not a super model she still eats Mc.Donalds baby but that is just her
Well some may say she needs to be afraid of losing everything because of her down right craziness
Well Every thing is the sam in the Lala land\....
Izzy wont change anything in her life she is definitely staying herself on TDI!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lalalalalalalaalalalaalallaalalalalaalalala
Well some may say easy needs to be afraid of losing everything because of her insanely loving way to like Owen
Well everything is the same in the Lalalala land
LALALALALALALALAL
Hey, guys.Like the title i ran away with Cody. If bubba doesn't like us together than... He's dead to me! I beat your wondering how i'm writing this well, I have my laptop and it is not trackable.*hey Amber* Hey, Cody!Umm... What were you going to say before bubba tried to kill you?*Oh yea (Clears throat) I love you*I love you too Cody Harrison(His last name!hmmmm...Amber Harrison?)!(Kiss)*whoa!*hehehe. I won't tell you were i am cause then bubba could find us.Cody stop it!Hahahaha!I'm ticklish, Stop it!Hehehehe. I will try and to inform you on details!
Bye!
*blows kiss*Stay Stylish!!!
Bye!
*blows kiss*Stay Stylish!!!