Well I've decided to start a story. Let me know if you guys like it. If so, I'll continue it and update more frequently. Here's a brief summary on what it's going to be about : Miranda is a normal freshman. At a not so normal boarding school. It all started with a letter. Read and find out what happens!
"All aboard track 447! Departure time is 15 minutes! " the speakers blare in the train station. God, I hate trains... I think as my father drones on about safety and communication. "I know daddy, be safe, be smart, and call everyday. " he means the best, but I've heard this a million times in the past three days. "My train leaves in 15 minutes. I should board now to make sure I find my suit before departure. " "Alright, Miranda, " he says with a sigh and a reluctant smile. "Call me when you arrive. And if anything happens." "I will " I smile to ease his mind.we say our goodbyes and I make my way through the crowd to track 447's boarding platform. Athe man at the door stops means I hand him my ticket. He looks over it carefully and nods. As I board the train, I search my ticket for mysuit number. 23.. a sign ahead of me points left for suits 1-15
I turn right. I recognize no one as I make my way down the pathway. The door to suit 23 is closed. I set my luggage down to open it. When I do, I see two other people looking back at me. "Hi, you must be our other suit member " a boy with shiny black hair and green eyes says. "Let me help you with your bags. " before I have a chance to argue, he's already got my bags picked up. I take a seat next to the window as he shoves them in a compartment underneath the seat next to me. "Thanks, I really appreciate it " I smile "but you didn't have to." "It was my pleasure. " he smiles back at me "my names Damien, and that's Connor. " he points to the boy in the corner, who doesn't look too friendly at all. He has dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes. "Nice to meet you both. My name's Miranda. But I'd prefer if you called me Mira. " Connor doesn't look up all, only nods. "Oh don't worryabout him, he's just antisocial " Damien says as he sits next to me. So is this your first year at maverik academy? " "Yeah it is ... yours? " I wonder why connor is so antisocial ... "Nah, it's my second year. And Connors third. Have you figured out why you've been invited to attend yet? " I look at him in wonder and confusion ...he gives me a sly smile.
"Leave the girl alone, Damian. " Connor orders in a firm voice. "She'll learn in due time. She has a bit of darkness and violence in her aura. Best to not ask too many questions or let her know too many secrets of maverik academy just yet." Now I'm interested. Who are these people? And what the heck does he mean???!!! Damian rolls his eyes and sighs. "Fine. But don't expect me to be able to stay quiet for long." Damian says with a frown. "Um..." he looks back at me and his smile quickly reappears. "What's that supposed to mean? " "Eh, don't fret, cutie. Where you from? " I blush slightly. "No where special... just Reno. " "Biggest little city in the world! " he laughs a little. "Home of the world famous awful-awful burger! Damn, now that's one good burger!" "Yeah... it is." You're from Reno?
"Yeah... it is. You're from Reno? " I never saw him around town... "Nah, I've just visited a lot. I'm from Los Angeles." "City of angels. " I smile and he has a proud look. "You've been there? " he questions. "A few times. When I was younger. I don't remember much about it though. Only that there's a lot of people, cars, and smog." I giggle, remembering the time my father yelled at a car there because it almost ran us over on the sidewalk. Damian and I talked and laughed until it got dark and quiet on the train. I guess we had both fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, I was dreaming I was back in Los Angeles with my parents ...
Wow you guys actually like my story??? I'll update it again within the next 24 hours... thank you for reading
I'm just putting this here yo remember how to do it. Colored words : [color = red]red[/color] Italic font : word [/ I] Hopefully this works the way I want it to ...
I wake up to the sound of the intercom blaring something about breakfast being served in a half an hour. As I rub the sleep from my eyes... I realize Damian and I had fallen asleep next to each other ... and now his arm is around me. I look over to Connors corner... he's looking at us with a slight smirk. I start blushing... "Did you know you talk in your sleep? " he asks me, the smirk slightly growing. I shake my head no and sip out of Damian's arms. Before saying anymore, Connor stands up and strolls out of the suit.
I let what just occurred slip from my mind and stand to stretch. With the urge to pee suddenly hitting me, I grab my cell phone and head for the bathrooms.