January 2010
2 posts
Gives Me Hope, 2.
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“Eric!” I shouted, chasing after him. “Give it back!” When I finally reached him, I jumped on his back.
“‘I love you!’” he read, mocking my voice.
“Eric!”
“‘I love you too, Baby!’” he said in a low, creeper-ish voice.
“Bryce does not sound like that!”
We finally fell onto the ground, laughing...
Gives Me Hope. (I guess that'll be the title.)
He handed me a white daisy. “Everyone’s talking about you.”
I stared at him, confused, but I took the flower. “What are these people saying?”
“They’re saying you look hott, but they wouldn’t be caught d—…dead being with you because you’re too much of a loser slash poser.”
I ignored the “pun” that he tried to (sort of) cover up. “Then why did you give me this?” I held up the flower.
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July 2009
1 post
Blah. NEW STORY COMING.
I apologize for not finishing any of the stories I’ve started.
I have a tendency to do that.
But, if you really want me to finish them (or try, at least), I will.
Also, my newer posts will be formatted wayy better than before because now I’m educated in story formatting.
Hah.
March 2009
1 post
Tell Me That You Love Me ;;Garrett Nickelsen;;
“Are you tired?” Kennedy asked. “Yes,” I answered, yawning. “Aw, poor Danni,” Garrett said. “I wanna go to sleep,” I said to no one in particular, closing my eyes. “Go ahead,” Kennedy told me.
~Garrett pulled me into a hug. “Danni…I love you,” he said, kissing my cheek and caressing my arms. “I love you, too, Garrett,” I replied, smiling. The door to Garrett’s room flew open and there stood Pat....
January 2009
3 posts
Tell Me That You Love Me ;;Garrett Nickelsen;;
“Hey, she’s awake!” Garrett yelled as we reached them. “Hey, Garrett,” I said, smiling. “Hey, Future Mrs. Danielle Kirch,” John joked. “Whatever, John,” I told him, giggling a bit. I looked up at Pat’s face and he kissed my lips. “Hey, I said Future Mrs. Danni Kirch,” John said. “Whenever you’re ready because I know Pat is ready.” John laughed. “Not yet, John,” Pat said, laughing along. I rolled...
Tell Me That You Love Me ;;Garrett Nickelsen;;
We spotted Kenny and John in front of a water fountain, waiting for us. We sauntered over to them and sat next to them. “Holy sh—, guys. What took you so long?” John asked. “It’s my fault,” Sierra told him. “I thought I should go back to the hotel to practice with the guys. But they said that I should relax and have fun.” “Well, I hope you don’t think of going back again. You shouldn’t...
Tell Me That You Love Me ;;Garrett Nickelsen;; 2
When Garrett came, Sierra pretty much dragged me into the car. “JOHN!” she squealed as she slid down the seat to sit next to him. “Hey, Sierra,” John O’Callaghan said, hugging her. “Hi, John,” I said. “DanDan!” he screamed. “No, John,” I said, climbing into the back of the van to sit with Kennedy Brock, since he was the only one willing to take a seat in the back to keep me company, despite the...
Tell Me That You Love Me ;;Garrett Nickelsen;; 1
His blue eyes met mine, which made my heart melt. They were gorgeous, along with his brown hair and his smile. I’ve never met anyone like him. He was pretty much perfect.
“Hi,” Garrett Nickelsen of The Maine said to me, with a smile on his face. “Hi,” I replied. “Will you sign my shoes?” I put them on the measly bar of wood that separated us. “Sure,” he told me, taking the cap off of his Sharpie....
December 2008
6 posts
Untitled (Story) -- || 4 ||
“Gabe’s smoking. I know I should’ve stopped him, but I…I don’t know. I really regret not stopping him. Smoking is horrible. And you went because of it. You were the best friend anyone could ever ask for. You’re my inspiration.” I smiled as I got up and walked out of the closet. I saw Alex sitting on the couch. “What the heck?!” I yelled, obviously startled. “How did you get in?” “You left it...
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“Where’d Chris go?” Greta asked, walking to me. I didn’t answer her. I just walked up to my room, ignoring everything she said. “Hayley, answer me! Don’t leave without telling me! Hayley!” she’d said. She ran up to me. “What’s your problem?” she asked. “Nothing,” I replied, emotionless. I opened the “Only Me” room door to talk to Alex, but he had already left. I closed the door gently and sat down...
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As I reached Gabe, I slightly pushed him and hid behind him. Brendon was close and Gabriel grabbed him before he got to me. “What are you doing to her?” Gabriel asked, firmly. “Um…Er…Hey! Did you get a haircut? It looks nice!” Brendon said, trying to change the subject. “Don’t try to change the subject. Tell me!!” Gabriel yelled, squeezing Brendon’s arm. I watched as his arm turned red. “He was...
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“What are your pictures about?” Alex asked Jack. “You know, how everyone is cruel to the earth by littering. Oh, and look at this picture.” Jack handed Alex a thick photo. “It was in front of your house.” I peered over Jack’s shoulder and stared at the picture. It was Gabe’s beer bottles and cigarettes. He and his friends were outside with those contents in their arms. “It’s not mines,” Alex...
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“Alex. What a beautiful name,” I heard my mother say after she gave birth to my brother. I was only 1, but I still heard the happiness in her voice. It made me happy. Even though I couldn’t remember the rest, I knew it was one of the happiest days of my mother’s life.
After about a year, when Alex was 1 and I was two, my older brother Gabriel, had gotten in a car accident. He was 5 years old and...