I open my eyes, immersed in the world that seems like a newly found reality, bright light is streaming through the maxi blinds covering my windows, and the smells of cherries and burning toast are wafting through my half open door. And then it comes to me... today is the last day of school! Soon i'll be home free, taking a plane to Miami, Florida, I'll live it up.
I whip a checkered petticoat skirt out of my closet, put on my green tank top and some black leather flip-flops and run out into the kitchen, nearly tripping over the edge of carpet and a wooden chair.
"Your so accident prone" yells my mother from the other room, where she's folding laundry.
I grab a piece of toast covered in sugary cherry jelly off the table and head out the front door. I run down the driveway, scarfing down a bite of the toast every other step. I stand at the bus stop for what seems like forever, waiting for the yellow bus to screech to a halt in front of me. I just want this day to be over with, since it's only half a day anyway. I don't even understand the point of going to school today, and apparently half of the population agrees with me, because when I got to school there were only about forty kids waiting to be let into the school. As I walked down the hall inside the school I was continually stopped to sign one yearbook or another for some aquantince or friend, writing 'HAGS, -C' on each of them. Code for Have A Great Summer, because I really couldn't be bothered. When I finally got to my Classroom Sandi ran up to me, gave me a huge goodbye hug, and ran to her homeroom. The only thing that would be happing today is a bunch of speeches by all the teachers, rambeling on about how much they'll miss everyone. I hope this is all over soon.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Shining Pink C3
Could today have been any more boring? Sure tomorrow is the last day of school.... and it'll almost be time to go on that vacation. As I walk along the cracked sidewalks I dream of white sand beaches and clear water, I can finally lose myself, I finally come back to reality when my shoe lace gets tangled in a garden hose and I fall forward.
"You okay sweetie?" my sweet neighbor Josephine yells. God she must be at least eighty.
" Sure... thanks" I'm not to enthusiastic, nothing is real untill tomorrow.... I mean so much could happen in so short of a time, I could be run over by a speeding train, or eaten by a really large cat, or even captured and brought to northern ireland to work as a potato farmer... jinx.
I get off the ground and dust off my pen-graffiti covered, and now dirty, hands. I turn the corner and walk into my driveway, slamming the front door open and tracking mud over our new white carpet.
"your gonna have to vacum that you know" my mom yells
"Of course... Um so mom," I ask hesitantly
"Yup." She says nonchalantly as she scrubbs a porcelean dish with a wad of wet steel wool.
"Well mom... Sandi... she wants me to come with her to Miami for summer break."
"And you told her..."
"I told her yes." This isn't going my way.
" Fine Char."
"What..." Was that suprising?
" I said fine, you can go, your old enough, plus I can finally go shopping without your imput.
"Oh my god mom! Are you serious?" Whenever we go shopping I always comment on her overwheling collection of cotton tee-shirts and shopping vocabulary, I mean, who calls a coat a 'trench'.
"Sure Char, go ahead, how much money do you need."
"well... um she's paying part of it so probably like $1000..." And that's a deal breaker....
"Sure... but you know that means you cant go on that trip to nevada with your class next year."
"Ya sure, what's even in Nevada for people under twenty-one. Jesus, that you so much mom!"
I cant believe this, I run into my room and grab my antique emerald-colored phone and call Sandi.
"Oh my god girl! This isso wicked, I can go! My mom is giving me money and everything!"
"Yesssess! Girl we'll have so much fun! I'm gonna get one fab tan!"
Sandi is that kind of pasty, raw bacon color, with cherry red hair. No freckles though raggedy-ann fan club, thank you.
"Im so happy sandi, maybe i'll actually have fun!"
"Sure you will... i've got to go, Jason's here... love you girlliooo"
Jason is Sandi's super rad boyfriend. Who I used to have a wicked crush on for the record.
I go lay down on my springy bed and close my eyes, sure it's early \, but tomorrow's the last day of school and I have to look super cool, that means getting up extra early to straighten m hair... lucky me. I close my eyes and slip quietly into my dreams, the last timebefore i'm home free.
"You okay sweetie?" my sweet neighbor Josephine yells. God she must be at least eighty.
" Sure... thanks" I'm not to enthusiastic, nothing is real untill tomorrow.... I mean so much could happen in so short of a time, I could be run over by a speeding train, or eaten by a really large cat, or even captured and brought to northern ireland to work as a potato farmer... jinx.
I get off the ground and dust off my pen-graffiti covered, and now dirty, hands. I turn the corner and walk into my driveway, slamming the front door open and tracking mud over our new white carpet.
"your gonna have to vacum that you know" my mom yells
"Of course... Um so mom," I ask hesitantly
"Yup." She says nonchalantly as she scrubbs a porcelean dish with a wad of wet steel wool.
"Well mom... Sandi... she wants me to come with her to Miami for summer break."
"And you told her..."
"I told her yes." This isn't going my way.
" Fine Char."
"What..." Was that suprising?
" I said fine, you can go, your old enough, plus I can finally go shopping without your imput.
"Oh my god mom! Are you serious?" Whenever we go shopping I always comment on her overwheling collection of cotton tee-shirts and shopping vocabulary, I mean, who calls a coat a 'trench'.
"Sure Char, go ahead, how much money do you need."
"well... um she's paying part of it so probably like $1000..." And that's a deal breaker....
"Sure... but you know that means you cant go on that trip to nevada with your class next year."
"Ya sure, what's even in Nevada for people under twenty-one. Jesus, that you so much mom!"
I cant believe this, I run into my room and grab my antique emerald-colored phone and call Sandi.
"Oh my god girl! This isso wicked, I can go! My mom is giving me money and everything!"
"Yesssess! Girl we'll have so much fun! I'm gonna get one fab tan!"
Sandi is that kind of pasty, raw bacon color, with cherry red hair. No freckles though raggedy-ann fan club, thank you.
"Im so happy sandi, maybe i'll actually have fun!"
"Sure you will... i've got to go, Jason's here... love you girlliooo"
Jason is Sandi's super rad boyfriend. Who I used to have a wicked crush on for the record.
I go lay down on my springy bed and close my eyes, sure it's early \, but tomorrow's the last day of school and I have to look super cool, that means getting up extra early to straighten m hair... lucky me. I close my eyes and slip quietly into my dreams, the last timebefore i'm home free.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Welcome To Summer
top: Double T-Strap Sandals
middle: Woven Flower Burst Dress
bottom: Peep Toe Workman Bootie
All from forever 21, for which i am obsessed. So I love the gold sandals at top because they have a striking resemblance to some YSL sandals I used to swoon over. I love little peep toe tie-up booties for spring/summer. Plus I love floral dresses (which I only usually wear in the summer) and I need to buy myself a shirt dress, or a shirt which can be made into a dress soon before I drop with envy. I have a wedding to go to, so new upload pics from there in July.
-K
Continuing my story Shining Pink during my next edit or post
Friday, June 18, 2010
Shining Pink C2 Part2
"Sandi what? No it's not." I can't go with her, well I guess I could but it'll cost her so much, or course I can always pay her, and it would be awesome, and it's cold up in upstate new york...
"Ok Sandi I want to go, when do we leave?"
" We leave July 17... Ok"
" Ok sandi I'll see you there... this is going to be totally fab."
So I walked back to my homeroom (Sure I was already late) this was so exciting... oh my god my life is finally beginning
"Ok Sandi I want to go, when do we leave?"
" We leave July 17... Ok"
" Ok sandi I'll see you there... this is going to be totally fab."
So I walked back to my homeroom (Sure I was already late) this was so exciting... oh my god my life is finally beginning
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
If I Were...
A quick If I Were...
If I were a month i'd be March
If I were A Color i'd be navy
If I were A Tree i'd be Ash
If I were a song i'd be Animal
If I were a fish I'd be a Betta
If I were an Animal I'd be a Tiger
If I were a country I'd be New Zealand
If I were a State I'd be Vermont
If I were a fabric I'd be Silk
If I were a store i'd be Forever 21
If I were an Instrument I'd be a guitar
If I were paint set i'd be acrylic
If I were water i'd be sparkling
If I were Soda i'd be coke
If I were a flower I'd be a rose
If I were a city i'd be new york
If I were a dessert I'd be red velvet cupcakes
If I were a fruit i'd be lemon
If I were a designer label i'd be Chanel
If I were a filling i'd be chocolate mousse
If I were a shoe i'd be vuittan spicy sandals
If I were anyone i'd be myself
If I were a month i'd be March
If I were A Color i'd be navy
If I were A Tree i'd be Ash
If I were a song i'd be Animal
If I were a fish I'd be a Betta
If I were an Animal I'd be a Tiger
If I were a country I'd be New Zealand
If I were a State I'd be Vermont
If I were a fabric I'd be Silk
If I were a store i'd be Forever 21
If I were an Instrument I'd be a guitar
If I were paint set i'd be acrylic
If I were water i'd be sparkling
If I were Soda i'd be coke
If I were a flower I'd be a rose
If I were a city i'd be new york
If I were a dessert I'd be red velvet cupcakes
If I were a fruit i'd be lemon
If I were a designer label i'd be Chanel
If I were a filling i'd be chocolate mousse
If I were a shoe i'd be vuittan spicy sandals
If I were anyone i'd be myself
Shining Pink C2
I stepped through the doors of the school, and hastily walked down the pastel-tiled hallway. Quite a resemblance to an insane asylum actually. I open up my rusty green locker and grab my two dirty paper-bag covered text books.
"Charlotte! Char!"
Sandi is yelling for me to drop everything and run over to her locker. I'm late enough anyway.
I quickly grab my bags and walk down the hall to my homeroom and sit down in my chair.
"Char! Come here!"
I've decided to go see Sandi, I wouldn't want her to pop a blood vessel if she gets any more excited.
"Charlotte! Char you won't believe this"
I can't belive i've given in.
"What Sandi, i'm gonna be late."
"Char, I booked us that summer break trip to the Florida, Miami! Your perfect for Miami"
Sandi always says she's jealous of me. I have long platinum blonde hair and apparently i'm super tall and 'really skinny.' Sandi's been my best friend since kindergarden, even though she usually annoys me to death and her big announcements aren't always at the right time.
" Oh my god Sandi! This is going to be hot!
(Continued c2 later)
"Charlotte! Char!"
Sandi is yelling for me to drop everything and run over to her locker. I'm late enough anyway.
I quickly grab my bags and walk down the hall to my homeroom and sit down in my chair.
"Char! Come here!"
I've decided to go see Sandi, I wouldn't want her to pop a blood vessel if she gets any more excited.
"Charlotte! Char you won't believe this"
I can't belive i've given in.
"What Sandi, i'm gonna be late."
"Char, I booked us that summer break trip to the Florida, Miami! Your perfect for Miami"
Sandi always says she's jealous of me. I have long platinum blonde hair and apparently i'm super tall and 'really skinny.' Sandi's been my best friend since kindergarden, even though she usually annoys me to death and her big announcements aren't always at the right time.
" Oh my god Sandi! This is going to be hot!
(Continued c2 later)
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Shining Pink C1
Chapter one
My Shiny new Jimmy Choos clicked in a cheery rythem as I strutted down the street. catch that, strutted. I opened that brilliant glass doors of New York prep and walked inside.... ahhh. The sweet scent of lemons and expensive english cologne dominated my senses. Bliss... Then I woke up. My screaming alarm clock jolted me out of bed and sent my arms flailing in every direction... unfortunately that included the direction of my precariously placed stack of books, overdue papers, and shoes. My pair of dirty black converse fell off and hit me in the eye. I swear if that gives me a black eye i'll die. I rip off my headband and my dirty shoes that I forgot to untie and take off last night before I went to sleep. I pull on some fuzzy Mickey Mouse pajama bottoms and some black dr.martins and shuffle, half asleep out to the kitchen, where a bowl of cheerios and a half cup of pulp-free orange juice awaits me. Oh joy. I wolf down my breakfast and go upstairs to straighten my ever-curlier hair. I don't even know why I bother, It's humid and despite my $100 iron I know my hair will curl back up. After burning my hands three times with the neon pink iron, my hair finally looks half-way decent, so I go back downstairs, pull on some acid wash blue jeans and A purple tank top. I walk outside, flinging my back pack over my shoulder and running down the driveway to the bus stop.
My bus rattles along the long suburban roads to my school, in reality, not a shining, lemon scented, upper class school in new york. Once I got there I stood in the blistering heat with my wannabe gangsta friends untill I felt like going in. This started out like any normal day. But it turned out to be the day i'll never ever forget.
(Chapter 2 coming soon, comment to tell me what you think..... Note: These are shortened chapters from the book i'm trying to write)
My Shiny new Jimmy Choos clicked in a cheery rythem as I strutted down the street. catch that, strutted. I opened that brilliant glass doors of New York prep and walked inside.... ahhh. The sweet scent of lemons and expensive english cologne dominated my senses. Bliss... Then I woke up. My screaming alarm clock jolted me out of bed and sent my arms flailing in every direction... unfortunately that included the direction of my precariously placed stack of books, overdue papers, and shoes. My pair of dirty black converse fell off and hit me in the eye. I swear if that gives me a black eye i'll die. I rip off my headband and my dirty shoes that I forgot to untie and take off last night before I went to sleep. I pull on some fuzzy Mickey Mouse pajama bottoms and some black dr.martins and shuffle, half asleep out to the kitchen, where a bowl of cheerios and a half cup of pulp-free orange juice awaits me. Oh joy. I wolf down my breakfast and go upstairs to straighten my ever-curlier hair. I don't even know why I bother, It's humid and despite my $100 iron I know my hair will curl back up. After burning my hands three times with the neon pink iron, my hair finally looks half-way decent, so I go back downstairs, pull on some acid wash blue jeans and A purple tank top. I walk outside, flinging my back pack over my shoulder and running down the driveway to the bus stop.
My bus rattles along the long suburban roads to my school, in reality, not a shining, lemon scented, upper class school in new york. Once I got there I stood in the blistering heat with my wannabe gangsta friends untill I felt like going in. This started out like any normal day. But it turned out to be the day i'll never ever forget.
(Chapter 2 coming soon, comment to tell me what you think..... Note: These are shortened chapters from the book i'm trying to write)
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