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Comforting Sounds.Trains are filled with comforting sounds. As you wait and as you go there are sounds everywhere. The thing about the sounds on trains is that they bring some type of peace with them. Like the sound their whistles make as they chug along on their tracks through valleys, passing from city to city. Or the sound of the conductor saying the stops through the intercom. Another great thing about trains is that you can be anyone or anything you want. I like to pretend from time to time that instead of being me- Lorraine Founders- somewhat poor girl trying to make her way through life, I'm a rich diplomat who knows exactly where I'm going and when.
I'm thinking about this all as I sit on the train, looking out my window at the night sky. It's been a long day for me, and with not that much success. I'm a cashier by day and a cellist by night, never have really given up my dream of being a well known musician. A few seats away from me, a woman is trying to calm her baby who has been crying from t
Lily and James.“Truth or dare?” Cari Oberman asked Lily Evans. It was a rainy mid-February evening and the two friends accompanied by two other friends- Zoe Stuart and Alexandria Mara- had decided to abandon all thoughts of finishing their homework to play the game. Although the question “truth or dare” sounded like such a simple one, at times it could be a difficult one to answers. Sometimes it could almost be life changing.
“Truth, I suppose,” answered Lily after giving the question four minutes of thought.
“Come on Lily,” Zoe said. “You always pick truth.”
“Yeah Lils, I’ve got to admit Zoe’s right. Pick dare for a change.” Alexandria said. This came as a surprise to the other girls, considering Alexandria never agreed with Zoe, and the same could be said for Zoe. It’s not really you see that the two didn’t get along, when it came to friendships the two had the longest and str
How To Steal a Heart.For as long as I can remember I have always lived in my older brother’s shadow. Everything I have ever done gets compared to what he did, I can`t even pull a prank without being compared to him.
I mean when was the last time I was introduced as “Connor Stoll, son of Hermes and exceptional pranker,” Instead of “Connor Stoll, son of Hermes and younger brother of Travis Stoll.”
I'm thinking about this all as I sit on a hill watching my brother Travis sword fight with his girlfriend Katie. The pair of them are really into the fight. From what Travis tells me the winner gets a kiss from the loser. So to me this whole thing is pointless because first of all, we all know that Travis will win and second of all it takes two to tango.
“Yeah, woohoo, take that Gardner!” I look over to see that Travis has won. He’s walking around doing the chicken dance, in other words making himself look like an idiot!
“Hey, get over here,” I h
Those Blue Eyes.“You know Rachel you’re almost perfect,” Declared Will Solace. It was a hot summer day, the sun glaring in the sky not a cloud in sight. I had been moving my stuff from the Apollo cabin into the cave I had been assigned to live in. From the moment I had woken up that morning Will had been following me everywhere like a lost puppy.
“Why am I almost perfect instead of being fully perfect?” I asked.
“Well because I'm not your boyfriend.”
The way Will said it he made it sound like a fact, instead of another idiotic thing Will had said since I had arrived at Camp Half Blood. I stopped unpacking for a while and studied Will. He had short shaggy blond hair, aqua blue eyes and an even tan. It almost amazed me sometimes how much Will looked like his dad Apollo. I guess that’s part of what made it so awkward that he kept hitting on me, the fact that he looked so much like my boss. Not to mention the fact that I thought he was kind of
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