My other world

M.I.A.

2009-09-14T06:11:00.000-07:00

I've been gone for a bit.
Not sure if I'll continue writing.
Short post, small news.

love ya always,
muax

Hey mr right !

2009-08-23T03:55:00.000-07:00

Chapter 1

do you choose the guy who treats you right,
or the guy who makes your heart race ?

" Hey Hani ! " Rin called out from behind.
I turned around and saw him running towards me, a big smile on his face.
" First day of school ! It's got to be fun ! " he started.

Yamada Rin is my childhood friend.
We have gone to the same school since young and were usually in the same class.

" Haha ! Yeah but I'm pretty nervous. New school... new faces. " I said.

" Don't sweat ! You'll make loads of friends by the end of the day. "

We walked into the classroom and sat at the back.
The teacher came in and marked the attendance.
" Fujiki Rei is not here yet, huh ? " he said.

" Bam ! " the door flew open and a tall guy appeared.
He had broad shoulders and long legs and he looked really mascular.
His hair was coal-black and his eyes were the colour of leaves.
I looked around; everyone's eyes were on him.
All the girls were whispering.

" Oh gosh, he's soo hot ! " one girl squealed.
" Yeah! I wish he was my boyfriend ! "
" Do you think he likes long hair ? "
" Hehe ! I'll try talking to him later "

I've got to admit, he was really cool.
But Rin's got to be the same height as him,
and Rin's got big muscles too.

" He must be one of those vain pretty boys " I whispered to Rin.
The moment the words came out of my mouth,
the tall guy standing beside the teacher walked towards me and stopped infront of my desk.
Slowly, I lifted my head and looked up at him.
" Did I hear you say something, little kitty ? " He asked, " what's your name ? "

" Not going to tell you. " I replied and turned away.

" What an annoying little girl. " he said.
" What's your problem ? " Rin asked loudly and he stood up.
Rei glared at him with cold eyes and sat on the empty chair beside me.
" Mind your own business. Are you her dad or something ? " Rei questioned, facing the whiteboard.

People were whispering again.
" She's so weird. What's her problem, seriously ? "
" And who's that other dude ? "
" I guess it's her boyfriend ? "
" Rei-sama really shouldn't pay attention to that girl. She's so average. "

The teacher cut them off here.
" Let's start lessons, class ! "

Rin sat down angrily and I squeezed his hand before turning my attention to the teacher.

Wait a minute

2009-08-21T07:39:00.000-07:00

I know i've been posting short stories only but i'll try to write a longer story soon.
I'm planning to fill this blog with stories before people know about it.

xoxo, b.

Holding on thin ice

2009-08-21T06:37:00.000-07:00

Short story.

I don't know if I'm a copy of her or if she's a copy of me.
Whatever it is,
we are almost identical.
Not in the way we look but the things we like and how we behave.
But there's one major difference.
She's much more hyper and enthusiastic than i am
so people find her more fun and think i'm copying her.

Maybe i do try to be like her without knowing it but i don't want to.
The only thing that she can't take away from me is drawing.
She can't draw like me, which makes me relieved.
It's probably one of the few things which makes me, me.
And i won't ever let it go.

I want people to be able to tell the difference; to be able to know that we are different people with different likes and personalities.
I'm not going to let her take that away from me.
Maybe she has all the friends, the laughter, the fun and everything else.
But at least i have something she doesn't have,
which makes me satisfied.

I don't want to be nicknamed " Brenda number 2 ".
I have my own name.

She's got a new BFF

2009-08-21T06:13:00.000-07:00

Short story.

There's a new girl in school.
Her name's Jean.

I had a best friend called Amanda.

When Jean first stepped into our class,
I felt excited and scared.
I wanted to be friends with her- I wanted her to like me.

Unfortunately,
I wasn't able to get along with her.
She was nice and pretty.
She had good manners and she was a funny girl.
She seemed to get along with everyone else except me and she was becoming good friends with Amanda.

" Hey Amanda ! Let's go for recess ! " I hollered.
" Uh I have to go somewhere with Jean, " she replied, " sorry. Maybe tomorrow. "
I stood there with my smile turned upside down as I watched my best friend lock arms with Jean and make their way down the staircase.

I was alone for the first time in a very long time.
It felt so awkward and unfamiliar.
I wasn't fond of the feeling.

When the bell rang,
I went up to the hall for assembly and found Amanda by herself.
" Amanda ! Partner you ? " I asked.
" Yeah okay " she said.

Just then,
Jean walked into the hall laughing with a group of girls and she asked Amanda to sit with her.
" I'm sitting with Lexi " she politely refused.

I glanced at Jean and she glared at me with piercing-cold eyes.
It was like I felt a sudden chill and I shivered.
What a scary face.

The next few days,
it was like Amanda had been taken away from me by Jean.
They would go everywhere together.

I felt rather lonely and abandoned.
I didn't like this new girl.
I didn't like my best friend with this girl.

My best friend found a new BFF and threw me aside.
Like how a little girl sees a new and pretty doll then throws her raggedy old toy away.
I was the raggedy old toy. Amanda got tired of me.

Raging monster

2009-08-20T02:50:00.000-07:00

Short story.

I went home with my classmate after school.
I wasn't very close to her but I think she thought we were good friends.
I kept hoping her bus would come and I could be left alone.
I really didn't want her to be with me.

When you look closely,
she's quite pretty and she has a sweet personality.
But she has her irritating side which makes her a total bitch.

I sat with her on the bench and we just chatted a bit.
She knew my bus was coming so she held onto my bag tightly, not letting go at all.
I got a bit pissed and just dropped my bag.

" You're not afraid ? " she asked.
" No. Just take it, whatever. "
" I'm not going to bring it for you. "
I rolled my eyes.
" Such an irritating brat. " I cursed softly under my breath.

" You think I'll get sad ? Ohhh I'm sooo sad, sooo sad. Boo hoo ! "
I said sarcastically while immitating a stupid weeping little girl.

I hate spoilt kids and irritating ones too.
My bus zoomed past and I got angrier.
I tried to snatch my bag back but she turned and continued hugging it.
At that point of time,
I felt like giving her the best slap she ever received.
I felt like punching her then kicking her again and again till she bled.

She sat on the bench again, still clinging onto my bag.
" Come on... just give it to me... " I groaned, trying to control my anger.
I still remember the times when she was very kind so I was trying to hold back.
In some way, I thought I was doing her a favour when I didn't get mad at her if she did something to piss me off.

" I thought you weren't scared ? Look at you now, hah ! " she snorted.
Ughh what a huge pain in the ass.

She released my bag and said, " you know why I gave the bag back ? My bus is coming. "
I seriously felt like stabbing her dozens and dozens of times till I got tired.
Even after she died I'd love to continue stabbing her.

My mind was going crazy but my conscience was trying its best to suppress my rage.

Her bus drove past since it was full and I groaned again.
Why ?
Why can't the bus just stop ?
Why can't she fucking go home ?
Why must she be here... OH GOD !

I looked around and saw my other classmates at the bus stop.
I had embarrassed myself.
And somehow, it was like I embarrassed myself infront of the whole world.
I felt so bad... I regretted the idiotic thing I did.

I calmed myself and pretended nothing happened.
My classmate came over and talked to that girl.
" Cool down. You overreacted. " I told myself repeatedly.

My bus came and I rushed to flag it down.
It slowed down and came to a stop.
I boarded it and looked at everyone as the bus drove away.

I really wished I could turn back the clock.
I didn't want them to see the ugly side.

The newbie

2009-08-18T03:23:00.000-07:00

Hey, my first post.
I'm going to write stories in this blog.
Why ?
Just for fun.

B's in town, are you ready for me ?