Short Story

It was a hot August day at the beach I had my best friend Katlyn with me for once! It was the first time I had seen her since the summer of junior year. We were both so happy she finally moved closer to me, and away from the dry weather in  Kentucky. The water was at a low tide. I could see the water met the bright orange horizon. My heals hit the blistering sand first, then my toes. My dark brown hair was blowing with the cool breeze. The same summer breeze that makes your hair have that special wave to it. We looked at each other, I could see her bright blue eyes shimmering in the sunlight. “This is the summer” said Katlyn. Her blond highlights were showing through her bright red hair. We raced to the beach. I won of course and dipped my hair in the icy cold water off of Miami beach.

‘ This is the summer leading into our senior year. The last summer break of high school. This is the summer I will find him the love of my life. This is the summer of parties and the truth will come out, I will find my real friends’ I thought to myself. Instantly as I thought this Katlyn turned to me I saw her eyes light up she whispered in my right ear “6 o’clock”. I turned around fast enough so I could see him, but not too fast so I would bring attention to myself. I saw HIM. His bright blue eyes, the abs, taller than me by about an inch, he looked smart but not too smart, he didn’t look like a jerk. He seemed perfect. He turned away. In the slight glimpse I got of him I knew  he was the one. The one I wanted to be with forever.

A million thoughts started running through my head. ‘ Do I just go talk to him, what if he thinks i’m weird, do I smell okay, what if I fall, am I blushing, I look bad, what if he finds me annoying.’  As this all ran through my head the waves pulled my body out into the ocean more. I didn’t feel the current pulling me. I fell backwards straight into him. He caught me. He was strong!  

I looked up. I felt my face get hot as it turned rosie red. “ Hi there!” he said. His voice was deep. “ I...I...I’m soo sorry I didn’t mean to hit you I let the current pull me and it pulled me into you I’m soo.” I stammered out. “I’m Tristan, Tristan Rolla” he said. “I’m Bailee, Bailee Broyles.” I said, still blushing. “ So Bailee, instead of standing here in the blistering sun, do you want to go grab a bite to eat?” Tristan said in his cute low voice. I felt my face get red again. “Of course I will.” I was so excited.

He grabbed my right hand and started out of the water. The hot sand began to stick on my feet. He looked me in the eyes, grabbed my waist and picked me up. He carried me in his strong, comforting arms all the way up to the showers. We both rinsed off our feet in the icy cold water of the shower. I never thought he would actually like me, or be this nice! He was probably the nicest guy I ever thought of liking. “ where exactly do you want to go? Do you want to go out or..?” He asked me. “ Lets just go for a walk, learn more about each other..” I answered. He nodded. We started to walk along the beach. “ Question Game?” I asked. “Absolutely” He replied immediately.

There always had been a thing with Miami guys and the question game. I don’t know if it was because they could ask whatever they wanted to, or because we have to answer everything they asked us. “You first” I said, only because guys always go first, it’s like an unwritten rule. “Okay, do you live around here?” Tristan asked. “ Yes I do, I live right on Miami beach! Do you?” I replied quickly. “Yes, I just moved into a house on Miami beach, but no repeats!” Tristan said in his cute voice. “ Fine, fine. What grade are you going into and at which school?” I replied hesitantly. “south shore high, you?” I smiled as he said this. “Me too!” I replied quickly. “ We are going to be close, but it is getting pretty dark out, we should probably head back.” He said with a disappointed expression. “I guess we should, but I’m going to this bonfire tonight and I was kind of wondering if…” He cut me off. He leaned in and kissed me. Not just a peck but not like completely making out. Sparks flew, I felt my face get bright red, the fireworks started above us. I thought it must have been a dream. I love fourth of July.

That is how it all started. Now him Tristan Rolla and I Bailee Broyles are surrounded by friends and family. Exactly seven years to the day we met. Him in a nice black tux with a purple bow tie. Myself with my flowy white lace dress and curled ombre hair. Now we stand in front of the priest, a flower girl Karley with her little white dress, bridesmaid Katlyn rocking the purple dress, and the best man, my mother sitting in the front row crying, all of our friends from high school, and a skype call of his father who is overseas saying the two best words ever in one's relationship.

“I do”

Short Story Draft 1

It was a hot August day at the beach. The water was at a low tide. I could see the water met the horizon. My heals hit the blistering sand first then my toes. My dark brown hair was blowing with the cool breeze. We looked at each other. “This is the summer” said Katlyn. Her blond highlights were showing through her bright red hair. We raced to the beach. I won and dipped my hair in the icy cold water off of miami beach.

‘ This is the summer leading into our senior year. The last summer break of high school. This is the summer I will find him the love of my life. This is the summer of parties and the truth will come out, I will find my real friends’ I thought to myself. Instantly as I thought this Katlyn turned to me I saw her eyes light up she whispered in my right ear “6 o’clock”. I turned around 180 degrees fast enough so I could see him, but not too fast so I would catch attention to myself. I saw HIM. His bright blue eyes, the abs, taller than me by about an inch, he looked smart but not too smart, he didn’t look like a jerk. He seemed perfect. He turned away. In the slight glimpse I got of him I knew  he was the one. The one I wanted to be with forever.

A million thoughts started running through my head. ‘ Do I just go talk to him, what if he thinks i’m weird, do I smell okay, what if I fall, am I blushing, I look bad, what if he finds me annoying.’  As this all ran through my head the waves pulled my body out into the ocean more. I fell backwards into him.

I looked up. I felt my face get hot as it turned rosie red. “ Hi there!” he said. His voice was deep. “ I...I...I’m soo sorry I didn’t mean to hit you I let the current pull me and it pulled me into you I’m soo.” I stammered out. “do you wanna go grab a bite to eat?” he said. “What. YES, I mean sure.” He laughed the cutest laugh.

That is how it all started. Now him Tristan Rolla and I Bailee Broyles are surrounded by friends and family. Exactly seven years to the day we met. Him in a nice black tux with a purple bow tie. Myself with my flowy white lace dress and curled hair. Standing in front of the priest, a flower girl, brides maid, and the best man saying our two best words in ones relationship.

“I do”

TTFN by Lauren Myracle

~ My second quarter outside reading review

In this book there are three main characters. All three girls Maddie, Zoe, and Angela are going into sophomore year. Angela the good girl of the book is told she has to move away. Maddie gets a huge crush on the bad boy clive. And Zoe falls for the sweet poet. Throughout the story all of the characters grow closer together no matter how far apart the are. The girls stay in touch through IM and presents sent through the mail.

“ The book showed me how people stay together no matter what even if things get really hard” ~amazon user.

This book was written in a rather odd form. The whole story took form in IM. I think that made you feel as if you are one of the characters when you are reading it. While reading the book it was very hard to read, especially while they are using language as “ttly” “laffing” “g2g” through the whole story. Very small number of words that actually were not in text message form.  “ OMG i havent laffe3d like tht in 4ever…. it was totally purging.”

This book reminds me of my friends and how sadly most of us are not close anymore because of the switch of schools. It also reminds me of how we could have stayed together more if we had tried harder.

What is value? Everyone has a different definition, one of their own. To me value can have a price tag but it can be the memories, ideas, dreams, wishes, or even hopes. There are two things in my life I value the most my Alex and Ani best friend charm and endless time in the summer on the river.

I will start with the priceless idem, endless time in the summer on the river with my best friend by my side. Every morning I awaken bright and early. I fix a small drawstring bag with a freshly washed beach towel that smells like flowers. I add my phone charger and my pillow pet. I leave the house on my out of the box new bright red bike. The tires spin under me for a mile and a half. I meet my friend karley at the ski club.

We have a shack. Made out of wood with six flaps that allow a clear view to the boats floating along the clean water. We uncover each boat carefully making sure not to fall in between the boat and dock. Once the job is done we sprint back up to the shack and open every window along the side. We then lay on the shining counter in with the sun shining down apon us. During the rest of the day we either go swimming, tubing,water skiing, or up river to PIP (our favorite island).

The priced item in my life means the world to me. It symbolizes every day spent on the river, every secret shared with my best friend karley. This item is a silver best friend Alex and Ani. I have the friend side and karley has the best side. The silver fits perfectly around my wrist. Dangling from it is a half heart charm.

This bracelet is charged for 30 dollars at the Holyoke mall. But it holds so much more than the medal the best thing it holds is the memory's, secrets, and 14 years of friendship inside the small charm. This makes the bracelet worth 100 dollars rather than thirty.

 My two items are similar but very different. They are similar in the idea of who they conect with (karley) and they both bring memories rushing back. Yet they are different. One is an idea or a moment you cannot touch or hold in your hand. The other is a thing you wear on your wrist and can hold.

      Everything can be classified as priced or priceless. Experiences with things make them way more valuable. Anyone could pick up a pencil at the store for 25 cents, how you make use of it is what is more important. I value mostly everything in my life in one way or another.

Pearl Essay

What is value? Everyone has a different definition, one of their own. To me value can have a price tag but it can be the memories, ideas, dreams, wishes, or even hopes. There are two things in my life I value the most my Alex and Ani best friend charm and endless time in the summer on the river.

I will start with the priceless idem, endless time in the summer on the river with my best friend by my side. Every morning I awaken bright and early. I fix a small drawstring bag with a freshly washed beach towel that smells like flowers. I add my phone charger and my pillow pet. I leave the house on my out of the box new bright red bike. The tires spin under me for a mile and a half. I meet my friend karley at the ski club.

We have a shack. Made out of wood with six flaps that allow a clear view to the boats floating along the clean water. We uncover each boat carefully making sure not to fall in between the boat and dock. Once the job is done we sprint back up to the shack and open every window along the side. We then lay on the shining counter in with the sun shining down apon us. During the rest of the day we either go swimming, tubing,water skiing, or up river to PIP (our favorite island).

The priced item in my life means the world to me. It symbolizes every day spent on the river, every secret shared with my best friend karley. This item is a silver best friend Alex and Ani. I have the friend side and karley has the best side. The silver fits perfectly around my wrist. Dangling from it is a half heart charm.

This bracelet is charged for 30 dollars at the Holyoke mall. But it holds so much more than the medal the best thing it holds is the memory's, secrets, and 14 years of friendship inside the small charm. This makes the bracelet worth 100 dollars rather than thirty.

      Everything can be classified as priced or priceless. Experiences with things make them way more valuable. Anyone could pick up a pencil at the store for 25 cents, how you make use of it is what is more important. I value mostly everything in my life in one way or another.

     There are many things I own that could be priced for example all of my clothing, my piano, my phone, my favorite sweatshirt, and my makeup this list could go on continuously. There also many memories I have that to me are absolutely priceless seeing my friends both the entire eighth grade and my two best friends who are more like family to me Carl and Kelsey, spending time on the river, or the endless fun at hockey tournaments.

       The priced things in my life defiantly are very important to me. My electric piano can be priced for about $345. Though it can be priced for this it was the first thing I learned to play piano on. It holds every sad song from when I am feeling down and every happy upbeat song I would play when I am having fun with my friends in its keys. Even with holding all of this it can surly still be priced.

       My phone (Iphone 5) could be priced for approximately $250. Once again my phone puts a huge impact on my life. It holds my events. It is the only way at the moment to talk to most of my friends during the week. It holds my music, my pictures. All social media twitter, facebook, instagram, snapchat. Though it means all of this it can still be priced.

       My favorite sweatshirt could be priced for exactly $35 dollars. It is a royal blue National Junior Honor Society sweatshirt I got last year at the upcoming students ceremony. My friend Olivia Cyr and I both got them the same day with one thing in mind… getting the sweatshirt big so it would be comfy. The sweatshirt does remind me of 7^th grade more than anything else.

       The priceless things in my life defiantly mean the most to me even though the priced things mean a lot they cannot beat the value of the priceless. Most kids haven’t nearly gone through what I have meaning skipping a grade due to being allergic to the school. With all of this the most precious memory I have would be growing up with the amazing class of 2018. We had gone through ups and downs. Having the more fun then I thought possible.

        The next most priceless thing in my life is all the memories I have with two best friends Kelsey and Carl. First is my friend Kelsey she is a year, a month, 2 weeks, and one day younger than me. I can clearly remember our first sleepover. Since she lives three hours away we barely see each we had this idea… the longer we stay up the longer we get to hang out. That was completely true except she had a hockey playoff game the next morning and we didn’t sleep at all. That game didn’t turn out very well for her team. Another person is my friend Carl. Carl is literally like my older brother. He is always there for me and I can always turn to him. The memory I love is the party that was held at his house (about an hour away). The only reason I went was so my brother could see Carl’s younger brother Brian and at the time I was in fifth grade much to young to be left at home for multiple hours.  Before the party we didn’t know each other existed. By the time my parents said it was time to leave we were inseparable. Ever since that night we have been the best of friends. Both of these amazing people lead to many memories that could never be priced.

       My final priceless memory I am going to share is the crazy hockey tornements. Every weekend my family is usually in a different state at a hockey tornement mostly in the winter and summer. I can clearly remember our schedule. First we check into the hotel with our own families and put our suitcases in our rooms. I would meet Carl and Josh in the lobby and we all hang out there until Kelsey gets there. The second Kelsey walks through the door we find the best places to hang out usually by the pool. Once this is done we are always in this designated spot, unless it is time to go to the rink or eat food. These weekends mean the world to me mainly because Kelsey and Carl at the moment are the only people I tell anything and its really all around a fun packed weekend.

        

 SPEAK FINNAL

One time my inner consciousness and my thoughts and actions severally differed was when I decided to play U14 soccer and JV high school soccer. To myself I thought it would be a great opportunity and way to get better at soccer, which it was. Though my consciousness told me it definitely was not a good idea it could endanger both teams. If the U14 team was to go into the playoffs (which we now are on Saturday morning) and an official found out that I am in the high school registered as a freshman and playing JV they could take away any placing we have so far and the rights to compete in the playoffs. If this were to occur I would have let down both teams taking away their rankings they made throughout the year. This didn’t really change my decision because I know that we could prove that it was okay to do knowing medical papers moved me up to the ninth grade and that I am 14 so technically with showing all documentation they cannot completely take any placing away. I did choose to play both teams and completed the JV season and am moving into U14 playoffs this weekend in Gateway. This is just one of many times my words and actions disagreed with each other.

             One time my inner and outer voice, were in harmony was when I decided to spend my whole summer at the river. In my head I thought of all the fun times that I had the year before with all of my friends. Between tubing, water skiing, wakeboarding, Tarzan swings, and boat rides personally I had the most fun ever with all of that the year before (only being there one or two days darning the whole summer). Knowing that and the fact that I could spend everyday with my best friend I loved the idea. I was completely right with my decision and it was way more fun then watching movies at each other’s house and swimming in neighbors pools. Unfortunately the most recent summer we had was not too great for the river because it flooded multiple times and dockside (friend owns) burning down practically ruined the summer.  We do plan to do it every summer because of the amount of fun we had. Personally I think that I did make the right decision not only did I have fun but also I grew closer to my best friend.

One time Melinda’s inner and outer voice were in harmony was when she was in the closet drawing the trees.  Evidence to this is when in the book when Mr. Neck find her in the closet freaking out. I think that this is a very good example because on the inside throughout the whole story she was flipping out inside her head. Then this was the first big time she expressed her feelings even though they were meant to be for herself in her secret place (the closet). Also this is the first time somebody really saw the real melinda.