"Everybody, we have two new students in class"the teacher,Ms.Bennett,said."Everyone,this is Juliet and Stacey Anderson. Eveyone turned and saw two twin goth girls walk in the room. As they both walked in the room, everyone starts to whisper. Both the girls could see the confusion in everybody's face so they introduce themselves.The girl with pink and black hair said "I'm Juliet and this is Stacey" she said as she pointed to a girl with red and black hair.After they introduced themselves they took there seats. Stacey sat next to a girl with blue-green and black hair. Juliet sat next to a boy with a green mohawk. 2 hours passed and it was time for lunch. As both girls walk out the room,the people they where sitting next to followed them. Juliet stopped and turned to see the boy she was sitting next to running after her.He stopped when he got close to her."Who are you and why are you following"she said. "I'm Duncan, the guy you where sitting next to in class,and I wanted to know if I could walk you to lunch" he said. "That's sweet, but im not going to the cafeteria""Why not?" "I got a text from my mom she wants me and my sister to come home. We'll be back after lunch, ok?" "Ok, well I guess I see you later,Juliet." "Ok,see ya later"
hey its brooke wat is up!!! back from work. i miss my brother. I was thinking about how he was when I met him.
one of the first conversations we had was when I saw him steal something. we just got our allowances then he bought this chips & soda. he ran out of money. he needed some batteries. he stole them.
"Duncan. Don't. I'll pay for them." I said in my 11 year old voice
"NO. It wouldn't be the same, plus that would take away your money." he said in his 14 year old voice
"Um, Duncan. Your the only one in our family who's a criminal?" I asked
"Yeah. Why?"
"Don't you ever feel alone?"
He stopped and looked at me.
"Why do you want to know?" he asked. he started to scare me.
"N-No reason. I was just curious. I mean, I feel a little alone cause I don't want to be a cop. Don't you?"
"listen don't worry about me. Just go home." he replied
"Um, OK."
"Hey Brooke?"
"Yes Duncan?"
"Thanks."
That was the first real conversation we had.
Well, I have to go. Job.
STAY JUVENILE!!!
one of the first conversations we had was when I saw him steal something. we just got our allowances then he bought this chips & soda. he ran out of money. he needed some batteries. he stole them.
"Duncan. Don't. I'll pay for them." I said in my 11 year old voice
"NO. It wouldn't be the same, plus that would take away your money." he said in his 14 year old voice
"Um, Duncan. Your the only one in our family who's a criminal?" I asked
"Yeah. Why?"
"Don't you ever feel alone?"
He stopped and looked at me.
"Why do you want to know?" he asked. he started to scare me.
"N-No reason. I was just curious. I mean, I feel a little alone cause I don't want to be a cop. Don't you?"
"listen don't worry about me. Just go home." he replied
"Um, OK."
"Hey Brooke?"
"Yes Duncan?"
"Thanks."
That was the first real conversation we had.
Well, I have to go. Job.
STAY JUVENILE!!!