Chaptaa Four

So it's Thursday and I had nothing. Absolutley nothing. I thought it was going to be one of those lame-o Dark-Closet day like Lisi had that was okay 'cause she had good reasons. But I had none besides being extremely lazy. I didn't want to let you all down, so I just typed this up in one sitting session. Because I love you. So SHOUT OUT to me.(: Sorry I know it's lame to give a shout out to yourself. So here is Chapter Four of A Star From the Sea (first time I get to say the story title!) Hope ya enjoy it. Though it's kind of... evil. And violent. That sounds bad haha sorry I will just shut up so you can read it.



Chapter Four
~Rochelle~

I shooed the girls away and, with looks of shock, they left, slowly walking around the corner, with no formation anymore. I turned towards the pair of bright green eyes and just looked into them in an awkward silence. I felt the overwhelming urge to hug him. So I did. His shirt was soft and it smelt like Febreeze. He put his hands on my shoulders and looked at me. "Wow. Rochelle. It's really you!"

I laughed. "Thanks, Captain Obvious." I said while smiling. Like seriously, what are the odds? By now, I had already forgotten about Jacqui's rule. I was just blissed out.

"So you are new here? I would be happy to give you a tour." said Josh quietly, obviously aware of his friends staring at him, wondering who the chick who just hugged him was.

"Why thank you, Jo-"

"JOSH!" screamed a voice. I whipped around to see a girl with dark brown hair, and even tan, shorts that I was pretty sure broke the student handbook dress code. Her huge sunglasses covered half of her face and her probably surgery-inhanced lips were smothered in gloss.

"Ohmy-gawd Josh! I was just-"

I wanted to slap the girls cheesy smile right off her face.

"Okay, maybe those last-season no-name clearence bin sunglasses are blocking your view, but we're trying to have a conversation here. Thanks." Josh snickered into his hand quietly, while Daisy-Duke-Shorts' mouth dropped into a glossy 'O'. I wish Jacqui had been there to here that one. She would have been impressed.

DDS shook her head and continued towards Josh. She was eventually right next to me, and even closer to Josh. She ignored me and pressed against him. "Hey Joshy! So you know how last year you were like toh-tally into me but I didn't really like, care? Well..." she stroked his hair back. "I toh-tally changed my mind. You're just so cute!" She leaned forward and....

She kissed him.

It was my turn for my mouth to drop open.

And Josh didn't even pull away. He just let her for a few seconds. Before he came to his sences and pushed her off of him. He looked flustered, and he wiped the sticky lip gloss off of his lips.

He opened his mouth to say something, but I interrupted him.

"Um, hey skank. I don't know who you think you are, but you better get away from my boyfriend."

I bit my lip immediatley after I said it. Was that what Josh was? My boyfriend? I looked at him. He was just pressed against the wall, not wanting to get involved with the chick fight that was going on.

"Your boyfriend? Good one. You are nawt Josh's girlfriend. I'm his girlfriend." she said, tugging on Josh's arm.

"Hannah..." he started.

"I don't think so. From what it sounds like, you lost your chance. I'm his girlfriend." I tugged at his other arm. Josh looked flustered that he was becoming a rope in a game of tug-of-war.

"Puh-lease. He was totally obsessed with me last year. He'd pick me over you any day!"

"Oh yeah? Maybe you missed it when we were making out on the beach this summer. He's mine!"

"Uh, girls-" Josh said.

"Shut up!" we both screamed at the same time.

The fight had started to make a crowd, including my girls who had came back.

"Now take your tacky, cheap, hooker boots and get out of here!" I yelled at her. I can't believe I was fighting over a boy in the middle of a hallway. Great first day.

"Ohmy-gawd. These are soo not cheap."

"Oh really? I said with a smile. I crouched down and took the boot right off of her foot. It was leapord print and purple. Tack-iee!

"What are you doing?!" she screamed. I just took one hold of the boot and one hold of the four-inch heel and pulled. Snap.

The boot was instantly seperated from the heel. She just looked in horror.

"Oh no you didn't!" she yelled. She raised her fist to punch me, but I instinctivley ducked to avoid it. She was shocked. I just laughed. While I was laughing, she pushed me to the ground. I stared up at her, trying to ignore the pain on my butt from landing. I grabbed part of her shirt and pulled her down with me.

I instantly tried to flail my arms in any way that would make contact to her and hurt. She had a few sharp blows to my stomach, but I had more. Finally, some kid interrupted the cheers of "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"

"Teacher coming!" he yelled. Everyone cleared up, and me and Hannah stood up instantly. The teacher walked by slowly, eyeing us suspisiously behind half-moon glasses. Her hair was cut very short and she was wearing the classic matching sweater and knee-length skirt. When the teacher finally turned the corner, Hannah turned to me and instantly tried to resume the physical fight. Josh put his hand out before she could touch me.

"Look, Hannah... yeah, last year I liked you. But nothing happened. I like Rochelle now... and we are together. Sorry."

I grinned cockily at Hannah, and she just looked confused.

"Wait." she said, "You're rejecting me?"

"Yeah. He is. Good job figuring it out."

Josh smiled faintly at me.

Hannah just stood their, dumbfounded. She picked up her glasses that had fallen on the ground and put them back on, pouting.

"Okay, bye-bye." I said to her, walking down the hallway with Josh by my side.

"You'll pay for this!" she screamed in the middle of the hallway.

"Yeah, sure." I yelled without turning my head.

I heard the click THUNK click THUNK of a girl with one heel broken off following us. She grabbed my shoulder and whipped me around. I pulled her hand off of me, and signaled Josh he should move along. He looked worried for a second, before continuing down the hallway.

"Look," she whispered with her teeth gritted. "I'm the popular girl. I'm the pretty girl. I'm the girl who gets all the guys, attention, and just everything. You and your little friends aren't going to ruin all of that. If you were smart, you would stay away from Josh. Because I always get what I want."

I just laughed at her cockiness. "Wow, could you get any more concieted? Get over yourself. I'm so glad to be the girl who gets in the way of you getting whatever you want. You really need to back off."

She just glared at me. "You can't give that crap to me. I am-"

I turned on my heel and walked away before she could finish.

"I AM THE GIRL, SWEETIE! I RUN THIS SCHOOL!" she screamed after me. I smiled when I heard the snickers of people hearing her scream in the hallway.

I may seem evil and rude, but seriously? I thought that girl was worse. I may have seemed sweet before, but I do have a bad side. And that bad side was just craving to see that girl fall.



Ooh, unexpected, roightt? Well I sure hope it was. TTTT! (Ta Ta Till Tuesday!)

xoxo,
Chella

DONT GET HYPED UP IT'S NOT A CHAPTER.

Hey guys. Here is one of those random posts I was telling you I might put out there but this is *SUPER IMPORTANT*. Okay I finally came up with a name for the story. YAY! (happy dance for Chella!) So I was just sitting in the car, looking out the window and BOOM it came to me. Well not really like that, I was really thinking hard about it when the perfect name came to mind. Well, I think it's perfect. Okay here it is.

A Star From the Sea.

Do you like it or do you LOVE it? Please give me feedback as I wait for Lisi to update her blah-g. Thanks girls. Also I would like to give a SHOUT OUT again to my followers, cause I have more now! YAY! Okay my post with a new chapter should be up tomorrow. Now I just have to WRITE the next chapter. Sigh. Procrastination.

xoxo,
Chella:)

Chapter Three and SHOUTOUTS!

Hey guys. Soo sorry it took awhile, but this is the very predictable Chapter Three. Sorry, but I have an idea for the next chapter and it's gonna have to be in Rochelle's POV for it to work.



*IMPORTANT INFO*- Okay, so the blogging days are decided- I will blog mainly on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Maybe little blurbs in between, but nothing like related to this still nameless story. Or maybe on the weekends if I'm bored, I will post a sneak preview to the next Chapter. Since I am posting today, I might not post tomorrow (Tuesday). Unless I get some TOTALLY AWESOME feedback, I probably won't. Sorry I'm so wishy-washy. But you can pretty much guarantee there will be a post on Thursday.

Okay SHOUT OUT to everyone that has commented on my blog posts or on Lisi's blah-g saying how much they liked my story. You don't realize it, but it means alot. Also SHOUT OUT to my six lurvvley followers. You are AWESOME. SUPER AWESOME AMAZING SHOUT OUT to Emily* from Lisi's blah-g. She told something along the lines of this "Hey chella can you post more of your story cause it is really good." Thanks Em! That little comment inspired me to write chapter three THAT NIGHT. So I could get it to you faster. It's nice to know I have fans. (: Okay so enough of my chatter, let's get to Chapter Three!

















Chapter 3
~Rochelle~

I was greeted with three swarming girls, all speaking at once.

"I saw sparklers and-"
"Was he cute and did he-"
"OMG! Did you guys kiss?"

"GUYS!" I yelled in my loudest voice, which created a slight sting in my throat. I couldn't take all of those questions at once. They instantly quieted.

"We ran around the beach with sparklers 'cause it was the last day of summer. Yes, he is super cute. And we did kiss... twice."


I smiled as they all sighed with envy. It had all been so amazing... us lying on the beach in the silence, against each other... kissing... it was like a dream come true.


"You kissed a boy?"


Jacqueline's voice was curious, not envious.


"Yeah, I did." I responded proudly. Even though Jacqueline was totally beautiful, I knew she had never kissed a boy. Well, she "doesn't like to talk about things like that", a.k.a "I don't have expirience and I don't want to seem stupid." Sure, boys had fawned over her from afar. But she was so icy, with her stick straight white-blonde hair, razor sharp features, cold blue eyes, and perfect runway strut, she intimidated a lot of people before she could blow them away.


But she didn't seem jealous at all. She just plopped on the couch and put her feet up. "Well, it's a good thing you'll never see him again."



I shook my head quickly like there was a bee buzzing in my ear. We would see each other again, he had pinky-swore. "Why is that a good thing?" I asked slowly, scared of her answer.

"Be-cause," she said, as if it were obvious. "If you guys became a thing, you'd have to tell him our secret. And he would tell other people, and we would be found. Understand now?" Her eyebrows were raised, like she was trying to explain something to a three-year-old.

My heart shattered. Well, that was an exaggeration. I mean, I just met the guy, I didn't love him her anything. I would live. But there was just something special about him.

"But-" I started.

"But nothing." she snapped, cutting me off. "Like it would matter, anyways. He probably doesn't think that much of you. Regardless, you can't see him anymore. Kay? Good."

I just stared blankly at her as she climbed of the couch and glided back to the kitchen. The rest of the girls went tot the bedroom. I just stoof there, in awe of how someone could be that mean. Not like there was anything I could do.

The alpha had spoken.

And as beta, I had to listen.

***

I grinned at my first-day-of-school-totally awesome-outfit. I wore a spring green halter top with white shorts, green wedges, and a diamond necklace I had gotten for my 15th birthday. Sure, nothing was designer (puh-lease. I wish.) but in the middle-class world, I would give the outfit a nine and a half. The outfit gave off a "I can still rock this summer 'till the temperature drops" vibe that I loved. I swiped on grey eyeliner, clear glodd, and rosy cheek tint to complete myself. Finished.

We now had a new place, which wasn't as great at the summer place, but still pretty good. The summer place was more modern Kate Moss style, and this was more cozy Ralph Lauren style. (What? Jacqueline leaves her magazines around, and sometimes there is nothing else to read!) I took a glass of water from the fridge and placed it on the island in the kitchen. With the flick of my wrist, the water effortlessly swayed under my power. I lifted the water out of the cup, which made a shapeless puddle in mid-air. I brought it over and poured the refreshment in my mouth. Sigh. The only use for that power was to get a drink when you were too lazy to lift the glass.

"Come on guys, we're going to be late!" shouted Jacqui, grabbing her car keys on her way out the door. Jamie, Hannah, and Cameron followed her, making last minute makeup additions before they stepped out in public. That's my girls. I smiled and followed them. We all piled into Jacqui's cherry-red Ferrari. My family wasn't rich, but her's sure was! She didn't even have her premit. We were going into sophomore year. Whatever.

I switched the dial on the radio so we could all listen to the radio station we loved. We sure did look good- five hot girls in a Ferarri, music blasting, our hair being swished back by the wind in a very flattering way. We made it seem like summer again. A group of three girls toting huge boy backpacks and matching baggy t-shirts that read "Save the Earth- It's the Only Planet With Chocolate" glared at us as we sped past them.

We pulled into one of the last parking spaces. The grassy area in front of the school was covered in all types of people- cheerleaders, jocks, drama kids, you name it. It was just like any other high school, except a lot bigger. I sighed and adjusted my top. Sophomore year, here I come.

"Formation!" Jacqui snapped.

I rolled my eyes as we went into a line that Jacqui insisted upon, although I thought we looked stupid.

Jacqui was in the middle, me and Jamie on the sides of her, and Cameron and Hannah on the sides of us.

We walked from the car to the grassy campus, stepping on the same foot with Jacqui one step ahead of us. Guys snicker-punched their buddies when we walked by, but we resumed our blank stare.

We entered the building which smelt like locker metal and pencil shavings, just like any other school. Seeing that Jacqui would trample anyone into her path to the grey tiles, they all pressed against the walls so we could get through. People whisper-envy-gossiped about the new girls (us). Sure, I thought we looked stupid, but apparently everyone else thought differently.

We rounded the corner to see a bunch of guys against a brown wall, comparing summer stories. I side-glanced at them. They had stopped to watch us. My side-glance met the most amazing pair of familiar bright green eyes.

I stopped in my tracks and stared at him. It was him.

The girls kept going for a few steps before noticing the gap in which I was supposed to be. They whipped around at the same time. Jamie, Hannah, and Cameron gasped. Jacqui's mouth just hung open in anger and disbelief. I had described him to them too well.

"Hey Roch." he murmured, running his hand through his curly black hair.

"Josh." I whispered.

Oh yes. Very dramalicious and VERY predictable. But there will be a very unpredictable twist coming in the next chapter. Ta ta till then!

xoxo,

Chella

I was so excited I already have Chapter Two up!

I was so excited about this story that I wrote it down last night! I just typed it up and I hope you like it. It is in Josh's point of view. Comment and say if you like Josh's POV better or Rochelle's. Thanks a million. Here it is, the very romantic Chapter Two of the story I still have yet to make a title for.


Chapter Two

~Josh~

She blew me away with a wind as strong as riptide. I could barely see her in the darkness, but I had already fallen for her.

I was too nervous to text her, nevermind call her. I waited for days. After 5 days, I finally texted her. I would send her messages like of those I would send to my buddies. I was too nervous. Time went by and we continued our suffering text relationship. I didn't even go to the beach to swim at night. And soon, it was the last day before I would go back home. I either had to meet her somewhere, or never see her again. So during the day, I left a note at the house who's lights had been flickering, the one she said was hers. I had written:

Roch-

Sorry I couldn't go to the beach at night lately.

I've been busy. I'll be there at 10 tonight

Bring your bathing suit.

-Josh

The rest of the day went by slowly. I started packing some stuff, but got bored and watched TV. There was nothing on TV, so I took a walk. Everything was just so boring. I couldn't even savor the last full day of being here, being so focused on the last night.

After eons and eons of waiting, 9:45 finally came. I biked over to the beach, wearing a Beatles t-shirt and some blue swim trunks. I arrived at 9:55, so I thought I would be there before her. But I saw Rochelle's thin silhouette, sitting criss-cross-applesause, facing the ocean. I grabbed my bag and ran towards her, quickly and quietly, moving too quickly to let the sand squish between my toes.

I went right behind her, held my breath, and covered her eyes. She screamed shrilly. I laughed at her surprise, and plopped down next to her. "So you do get scared easily." I said, trying to sound carefree. But I actually had a swarm of butterflies in my stomach. I thought it was supposed to be the girl who was nervous in this situation.

She smiled and clicked on the flashlight she was holding. She shined it in my eyes. "Quit picking on me!" she snickered. I blinked several times so the dots in front of my eyes from the harsh glare of the flashlight would disappear. Once had egned vision, I looked to see she was shining the flashlight on her own face.

Wow. That was the first thing that came to my mind. Wow. IT was the first time I'd seen her in light and dry. Her hair was the exact same color as the sand, and it ended with curls like waves at the bottom. Her eyes were a blueish green color, just like the summer sea in the morning. Her lips were a light, coral pink just like the seashells I grabbed for my mom. Everything about her reminded me of the sea. And like the sea, she was impossibly beautiful.

She giggled like a melody and turned the flashlight off. "What are you looking at?" she asked lightly.

"Uh, nothing." I murmured like an idiot. We said nothing after. I really needed to bump up the romantic factor there.

"So, did you tell me to bring my bathing suit for nothing?" she asked, peeling of her shorts and camisole to reveal her blue and white striped bikini. It looked amazing on her slender body. I shook my head and pulled my eyes away so I could take of my shirt.

"Race you to the water! Ready? Set? Go!"

We both ran as fast as we could, but I got a couple of steps ahead of her and dove into the water first. While I was under, I heard the splash and saw the bubbles of her arrival.

When I surfaced, I was greeted with water whipped at my face. I heard Roch giggle.

"Oh, you're in for it now!" I called, chasing after her and splashing. She ran from me, laughing the whole time, as I sent waves of water towards her back. Well this was going better than I planned.

She ran slowly, being dragged down by water, but eventually, she reached the shore. She started to run towards the dry sand. Before she could make it, I grabbed her waist and pulled her back towards the water. I whispered "You can never get away from me." in her ear. We fell on the shore line, tackling each other. We gave up at the same time and we just lay there, the soft, barely there waves nipping at our thighs. I lay on my side to look at her. She was just gazing at the sky, which was scattered with millions of stars. She closed her eyes and whispered,

"Star night, star bright,

The first star I see tonight,

I wish I may, I wish I might,

Have the wish I wish tonight."

She paused, and without looking down from teh sky, she murmured. "I wish Josh would just kiss me already."

I was shocked at her bravery, but now was the time to take action. I searched my mind for something romantic to say. Got it. I turned her on to her side.

"Your wish is my command."

She smiled and we both tilted our heads to the right. I leaned towards her, slowly closing my eyes until I hit my target.

Her lips were soft, and they tasted like sea salt. Underneath the smell of the ocean was a faint hint of vanilla. She came closer to me, as if she were melting into my chest. I put my arms around her waist. I didn't want to ever stop kissing her. Fireworks were going off in my head, and I couldn't even remember my own name. The only word to describe it was... magical.

She slowly pulled away. "Josh..." she whispered. Ah, Josh, that was it.

I didn't say anything. I just reached for my bag and felt around inside it, refusing to pull my eyes away from her. I pulled out two sparklers and handed one to her.

"It's to celebrate the last night of summer." I explained.

We wordlessly lit them and ran around the empty beach, laughing at the beautiful sparks around us. This was my perfect moment, me with a perfect girl, running along an empty beach. When they went out, we collapsed on the dry sand. exausted from the running.

"Josh?" she whispered. "What if we never see each other again?"

I combed her drying hair soothingly as she rested her head on my chest. "We will. I promise."

She looked at me with those beautiful eyes of the sea and held out her pinky. "Pinky-swear?" she asked quietly.

"Pinky-swear." I vowed back. We locked pinkies and shook.

"Oh, and no crosses count." she declared, making sure the only loophole to a pinky-swear was eliminated.

"No crosses count." I agreed.

We lay there for a little bit, just cuddled together, looking at the sea and the stars. I barely knew her, but I felt like I had known her my whole life. Soon, too soon, the lights from her house started flickering.

We stood up slowly, both not wanting to leave. "Remember, you pinky-swore." Roch whispered. I nodded, and pulled her in for one last kiss. It was like the last one, except less salty and more intense. She was so delicate, like water in my arms. She was the one to pull away again. "Godbye Josh." she said softly, giving me a peck on the cheek.

I watched her grab her camisole, denim shorts, and flashlight. She jogged to her house, leaving little tufts of sand at her heels. I kept watching her figure get smaller and smaller until I saw her open the door to her house. I started walking to the entrance of the beach to get my bike.

I didn't know much. But I did know that was the best last night of summer ever.

And I did know I would see her again.

I had to. I pinky-swore.

How did you like it? Very romantic, huh? But I still need a title! Help please!
xoxo,
chella

Chapter One(:

Okay so here is Chapter One of my story! I don't have a title for it, so please help me out on that one. Also try and tell me what I can do to do better. Thanks!

Chapter One

~Rochelle~

The sea was all I could think about. It washed over my toes slowly and gently, like it was saying a soft "hello". The wind had been long gone by then. But in eleven hours, the wind and waves would be roaring, the women and men would be talking, children would be splashing, and seagulls would be squawking... but for now, the night sea was my own personal heaven. It dragged me towards the depths. I gave in, wading a little deeper before letting the warm, peaceful water swallow me whole.

I stayed underwater in content of the freeing feeling of the water surrounding me. There was no noise, just the peace of the calm ocean covering me on all sides. I opened my eyes to find green, murky water all around me. The yellowish-green sand was filled with various types of sea shells, washed up from the tide. I looked towards the shore and saw a strange shape through the green haze. Although I was running out of breath, I swam towards the object instead of poking my head out to see what it was. I swam closer and closer to realize it was... a pair of feet.

I underwater-screamed in shock and instantly jumped out of the water so fast that I fell right back on my butt in the three-foot water. I sputtered and rubbed my eyes before looking up.

There was a tall guy around my age with tan skin and slightly tousled black hair looming over me. He looked at me with slight confusion. He had an angular face and... whoa. His eyes were the most beautiful bright green color I had ever seen. The dark surroundings of night made the illusion that they were glowing. He wordlessly offered a hand to help me up. I half smiled, taking his offering. He pulled and I pulled, which soon resulted with me back on my feet. Yay.

"Sorry I scared you." He murmured quietly. His voice was deep, but with a light, mischievous tone to it.

I grinned, mostly because he was cute, not because he was apologizing.

"It's alright, I get scared easily."

"Is tat so?/" he asked, a smlie tugging at the side of his lips. "I'm Josh. I thought I was the only one who came to swim at night. But I usually swim over there." He said, gesturing to the other side of the beach.

"I'm Rochelle, but you can call me Roch." I said, trying to keep my voice as soft and femine as possible. "And I thought I was the only one. I always swim over here. Are you here for the summer?"

He nodded. "Well, whats left of it, anyways. School starts in two weeks for me. I'm here with my dad. And the eight-year-old brat I call 'sister'."

I giggled. "I can tell." I said, looking at the temporary (unless his sister was VERY evil) tattoo of a pair of hot pink lips on his upper arm. While looking there, I saw he had some nice muscles. I smiled a little bit more. He was really cute.

He tried to cover up the temporary tattoo, embarassed. "Uh, yeah." He said simply in monotone. There was an awkward silence. I tried to be cute by running my hand through my hair. I'd forgotten I had just been swimming through seaweed infested water. The tiny pieces always got caught in my hair. My finger got caught on one. I tugged a little bit. My hand stayed in the same position, caught in snarls of seaweed. I could feel myself turn bright red.

Josh didn't laugh like I would expect him to. He just smiled and helped me force my hand out of my hair. "Seaweed?" he asked understandingly. I just nodded. When his hand touched my wrist, I felt a small electric crush-charges running through my veins. I wonder if he felt them too.

Once my hand was free, I saw a flashing at the corner of my eye. A house right on the side of the beach was flashing its lights quickly. I frowned. I had to go home now? Right when my crush cells had found a new home?

"Uh, that's my signal to go home." I told Josh sadly, pointing at my house's flickering lights.

"You're staying there?" Josh asked in amazement, looking at the modern all-glass house right on the beach. I just nodded, and he ran over to his bag, kicking up sand with every step. He pulled out a small rectangular object out of his bag- a cell phone. He handed it to me and told me to program my number in, with the promise that he would text me. I smile-typed in my number, then ran over to my house, waving good-bye to Josh on my way there. I opened the sliding door and stepped into my house, still smiling.

"Gosh Roch, how long were you over there?" complained a snotty voice. It belonged to Jacqueline, who stepped out of the kitchen. Well, she didn't really step, she kind of... floated.

"I was only there for like, an hour. Sorry if I want to get out of this house and away from you." I snapped back at her. She didn't bother retorting like she would do with the other girls. Because she knew I was the second most powerful, next to her, and I might be able to take over. Which I so would as soon as I got the chance.

I shared the house with four other girls- Jamie, Cameron, Hannah, and of course, Jacqueline, the leader. We hare a huge bedroom in our little vacation house. (Okay, not so little) I walked into our room to see the girls settling down, doing some night activities. Jamie was making sparks in the fireplace, Cameron was painting her toenails black and deep purple, and Hannah was dimming the lights. Sounds normal? Well, Jamie didn't have any matches or sticks or rocks; she was making the sparks with her fingers. Cameron was changing the dark shades of her nail polish with the blink of an eye. Hannah was using her mind to dim the lights, not a switch.

Yeah, you heard me. We were freaks with the powers of the elements. I controlled water, Jamie controlled fire, Cameron controlled darkness, and Hannah controlled light. And where did Jacqueline fall into this, you're wondering? She controls all of them. She's the queen bee, the alpha. You get it now? We were messed up from the moment we were born. We met a few months ago, at my house. It had been some thing my parents had set up because they had somehow met the other parents. It was extremely odd, but cool to know we werent the only freak who can control an element. We found out about people in past generations that were like us, having five girls or guys who can control elements. Always, the most powerful (In this case Jacqueline) got to control all the elements. However, if someone over ruled her, they got all the powers. Pretty cool, right?

However, since one of us had an awfully large mouth (Hannah) I guess some bad people that want to use our powers for bad things (Jacqueline didn't go into specifics, so I'm still not completely sure about what's going on) found out about us, so now we are all together, trying to act like normal kids. For safety reasons, our parents didn't stay with us, in case they would be taken hostage or something so then we will have to surrender to save them. Sorry to rush all of that information on you. It may seem jumbled, but that was basically all I knew.

Although it was kind of weird to live with a bunch of girls I had just met a few months ago, it was fun. It was like a sleepover every night. We were kind of like long-lost sisters, seperated at birth. Though we all had seperate parents, we were all born at the same exact time. Like, legit, November 23rd, 1993, at 3:46 P.M. so we were like twins. Kind of.

I went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. I scrubbed my hair untill it was free of all tiny seaweed clumps and gave it a deep conditioning. After getting all clean and moisturized, I jumped on my bed and went under the covers. I was exausted and had some serious dreaming to do about Josh.


Okay, so I couldn't paste on to blogger so I had to just re-type everything. UGH. Note to self: Type on blogger originially!

Love,
Chella

First Blog

Hey. My name is Chella and this is my blog! I will be posting my writing here, because I am working on a new story, but I want to finish the first chapter so I can put it up here. Feedback and constructive critisism are amazing. Thanks. (:
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Chella <3