I am still thinking of a title. this was the first শিরোনাম and i want to change it. So if any of আপনি guys have a শিরোনাম for me can আপনি comment?
"Who lives in that house?" Sammy asked. We Were sitting on my porch. We have been wondering for weeks who lives there.
"Maybe they are ninjas! I mean they never come out. And if they do, they ride in a big black car with tinted windows." Nicole ব্যক্ত excitedly.
"Only আপনি would say that." We all laughed.
"Hi." I heard a girl say. I looked up. She had to be atleast 16. She was tall, had long brown hair, and very pretty. She reminds me of Hanna, only prettier. Alot prettier. She had two boys behind her. One was tall, hadmedium length hair, and big brown eyes. The last on was short, had long black hair, and also had brown eyes.
"Hi!" Nicole screamed. Sammy just rolled her eyes. Is there something i should know?
"Nicole has a crush on Prince." Sammy wispered. Wait, the taller kid is Prince? I havent seen a picture of him in years! He has tottaly changed! He kinda looked আরো like his dad. I looked back up at him. He was staring at me with a shy smile.
"Hi. would আপনি guys like to come over for ডিনার and maybe stay the nigh?" Paris asked. Nicole screamed.
"You should take that as a yes." I told Paris. She laughed. Then we headed over to thier house. Prince didnt leave my side. Even when i chased Blanket in the backyard.
We had hamburgers. Mr. Joe Jackson cooked them. They were actually pretty good. Prince sat across from me, because my বন্ধু beat him to my sides. Jaffar was sitting পরবর্তি Prince.
"Sorry we didnt itroduce ourselves. I'm Sammy." Sammy informed.
"I'm Nicole!" Nicole informed happily.
"I'm Kylie." I ব্যক্ত plainly.
"Nice to meet you." Prince ব্যক্ত reaching his hand out for me. I looked at it for acouple সেকেন্ড and took it. His grip was firm, but not to firm. He was smiling dreamily. I looked into his eyes and found a soft color of brown, just like his dad's.
"Who lives in that house?" Sammy asked. We Were sitting on my porch. We have been wondering for weeks who lives there.
"Maybe they are ninjas! I mean they never come out. And if they do, they ride in a big black car with tinted windows." Nicole ব্যক্ত excitedly.
"Only আপনি would say that." We all laughed.
"Hi." I heard a girl say. I looked up. She had to be atleast 16. She was tall, had long brown hair, and very pretty. She reminds me of Hanna, only prettier. Alot prettier. She had two boys behind her. One was tall, hadmedium length hair, and big brown eyes. The last on was short, had long black hair, and also had brown eyes.
"Hi!" Nicole screamed. Sammy just rolled her eyes. Is there something i should know?
"Nicole has a crush on Prince." Sammy wispered. Wait, the taller kid is Prince? I havent seen a picture of him in years! He has tottaly changed! He kinda looked আরো like his dad. I looked back up at him. He was staring at me with a shy smile.
"Hi. would আপনি guys like to come over for ডিনার and maybe stay the nigh?" Paris asked. Nicole screamed.
"You should take that as a yes." I told Paris. She laughed. Then we headed over to thier house. Prince didnt leave my side. Even when i chased Blanket in the backyard.
We had hamburgers. Mr. Joe Jackson cooked them. They were actually pretty good. Prince sat across from me, because my বন্ধু beat him to my sides. Jaffar was sitting পরবর্তি Prince.
"Sorry we didnt itroduce ourselves. I'm Sammy." Sammy informed.
"I'm Nicole!" Nicole informed happily.
"I'm Kylie." I ব্যক্ত plainly.
"Nice to meet you." Prince ব্যক্ত reaching his hand out for me. I looked at it for acouple সেকেন্ড and took it. His grip was firm, but not to firm. He was smiling dreamily. I looked into his eyes and found a soft color of brown, just like his dad's.
The পরবর্তি part of The Voice I hear inside my head will take place a week from the last part because it makes আরো sense. It took a long time even though I didn't leave town because I had a stupid softball game. But, I have spent a huge amount of time puking at the sight of Jaafar's face. So, the story is going to change and probably end in about a week অথবা two. It really just depends pn how weak my stomach is. Every time I type his name I get sick to my stomach. It's not that I don't like him anymore, it's just that his face nauseates me. So লেখা this story would be bad for my health. But I've decided to write another one to replace this one. The other one will be better becasue honestly The Voice I Hear Inside My Head was a pile of hot steaming হাতি sh*t:p So I am so looking অগ্রবর্তী to ending this story. The only reason I'm going to actually finish it is for the 3 people that liked it:)
