Mckenzie-Kilik

Neji was naturally quiet. He found talking to be rather annoying at times, thus refraining from saying anything that wasn't meaningful. Plus, people watching was something enjoyed, and silence was required for such an activity. His favorite subject was Naruko Uzumaki, Naruto's twin sister, who was rather popular with the academy's boys. As he watched Naruko and a random boy from the classroom, he couldn't help but be disgusted at the words that came from the nervous boy's mouth. "Naru-chan, I love you!" Neji already didn't like this boy. He obviously didn't even know what love was, let alone feel it towards Naruko. And calling her Naru-chan

Naruko loved the daytime. That was when she was at school, and unlike some kids, she enjoyed it. So, as the sun peaked in from her window, she awoke, blinked away sleep as best she could, and eagerly crawled out of bed. With a yawn, she began getting dressed. Okay, she liked school, just not the early rising hours. Naruko rubbed her eyes, and headed downstairs, leaning against the railing. A tired Naruko and stairs were not a positive mix. Just like most mornings, she tripped on the very last step, and hit the ground with a painful thud. Though it wasn't a pleasant experience, it most definitely woke her up. She stood shakily, and with a stag

Marie didn't hate cats. She wasn't a fan, per say, but she certainly didn't dislike them. And the one on her porch, the one that wouldn't leave, was just so cute...So she found herself inviting the cat in, and it entered proudly, as if it owned the place. She went to the kitchen, grabbing an apple, but the sleek black cat flashed its eyes and plodded up to her. Its fur was so irresistably soft, as it rubbed against her leg, begging with those eyes...So she fed it. That cat ate alot. In fact, it went through all her cheerios while she had been brushing her teeth, which normally would've annoyed her, but the look it gave her melted her resolve.

Chapter 5: This is for the confused. ---     Lucy's head was layed back, resting against the cool stone floor; she was soaking in Adrian's outdoor bath, thinking; about Adrian, about her forgotten life... It was hard to imagine a life before this one. There was definitely a blank, but that was it. An empty space, then this strange world. Her hair stuck to her back, damp and and uncomfortable. With a silent sigh, Lucy slid further into the water, now only her head above it. Her eyes were closed, but she opened them for a moment, watching as tendrils of her hair floated out across the water, some of lotus blossoms becoming ensnared in its lo

"You guys are idiots! She's in a coma! She couldn't have sent those." He threw the bouquet over his shoulder, and it landed on the ground, skidding to a stop at someone's feet. Jacob continued to scold them, but none of them were paying attention. They watched in shock as the girl behind him knelt down and picked up the flowers, a few petals falling to the ground. Jacob stopped, turning around to see what they were staring at. He froze. The girl, cradling the flowers delicately, smiled.      "Hello, Jacob." His petrified state remained, as she took a graceful step towards him. Only his mouth moved, whispering her na

He heard her footsteps as she approached. The soft shuffle of her sandals and the klink of strung gems knocking together was distinct; a combination of sounds that could only be her. Lucy.     Instead of facing her, his gaze drifted to the moon, and he studied it critically. It was silent, neither saying a word. But for the first time, the quiet was tearing Silver apart. It was Lucy's musical voice that filled the empty air and soothed him.     "Xerxes." She said, speaking barely above a whisper. He turned to the sound of his real name; though he had told her to be call him Silver, she persisted with Xerxes. He kept his face calm, though

Shayne Sophie Beckett Marie Olivia Beckett I was rather jealous of you. Everything about you was better than me. Even your name. Shayne Sophie; it means beautiful wisdom. Beautiful skill. You certainly were skilled. Mine? Marie means bitter, and Olivia...olive tree. It certainly described me. I was bitter, and like an olive tree, not noticed or liked. Even Mom said she didn't like olives. I always knew I wasn't special, that I wasn't loved. It just hurt more to have it said aloud. ---

Meet Penelope Coleman. Age 17, senior in high school, extraordinary grades, shy, quiet, sweet...and the most paranoid student on campus. You see, Penelope is...unusual. Most people are afraid of natural disasters, or heights, or rollercoasters. Not Penelope. No, she's scared of something much different. She's deathly afraid of Rick. Enter Rick Sloan. Many rumors of violence circle Rick. And with justified reason; son of an army general, tall, muscular, intimidating...Consider Penelope intimidated. Plus, he's always glaring, and wears a camo jacket all the time. Penelope is terrified. But simply steering clear of him is going to be harder tha

Ok people. Lotus here. Just so you know(this is for you noobs. S'okay, I still love ya.) If you have a hard time finding my stuff, go to my page...browse...and look to the left. Boo-yah, you found it! As for suggestions(anyone can make them), just leave me a comment. Fanfictions are fun. Gimme something to write about!                               ---Love you!                                       Lotus.

The door opened with a creak. "Knock, knock." Sebastian walked in. Simone leapt out of her seat, and rushed, swaying, over to him. She jumped into him arms. "Sebby!" She hiccupped. Sebastian sighed. Sasha laughed, and apologetic expression crossing her face. "Simone, you're drunk." He stated calmly. Simone just giggled. Not a good sign. "Aw, Sebby, n-" She hiccupped."No, I-i not..." She giggled again. He sighed. "Hey, Se-bby!" "Hmm?" Simone pressed her lips to his, just for an instant. Sasha reddened. Simone grinned insanely, humming one of Five's songs. --- "Ahh...My head..." Simone swayed dangerously. Sasha steadied her, lowering h