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Post by curlyfries on Jul 17, 2009 11:01:51 GMT -5
I was walking briskly down the hallway towards homeroom. I couldn’t believe I was late for the first day back after winter holiday. I wondered about my friends and if they had changed since I left to visit my family in Ireland. I looked through the glass of the door; everyone was standing around talking and Mrs. Baxter was beginning to take roll. I cracked open the door and slid in as quickly as possible. I dropped my bag by my desk and walked over to my group of friends. “Hi guys.” “BAYLEE!!!” Torey yelled almost tackling me. “Hey Torey,” I laughed as I regained my balance. “So how was everyone’s holiday?” “Boring…How was yours? Did you meet any hot Irish boys?!”Carson asked excitedly. “Ha-ha, not really. I just hung around with my cousins and their friends all have girlfriends. But my holiday was good.” “Okay class!” Mrs. Baxter called making everyone return to their seats, “I have a few announcements to make before we head off to second period. The school will be having a Valentines Day dance this year In Feb. More details on that later on this month. The second payment for the NY/DC trip will be on January 24th. The last announcement is that we will be getting a new student today.” After the last announcement the bell rung for second period. I walked down the hall with Courtney and Torey to advanced drama. “So what do you think the new kid will be like?” Courtney asked like we already knew the answer. “Do you really think we know?” “There most likely going to be like everyone else here. Dumb, obsessed with hunting, and loves football… Not the good football either…” I said thinking about back home in Ireland when I used to go to the football games every Friday night with my friends. My heart gave a slight twinge of homesickness. While I was lost in my memories the others kept talking about the boys here and how they acted. When we got to the drama room, Mrs. Bohmer told us to go to the blackbox across the hall. I walked in to the blackbox and sat down in the middle row. My friends followed me and asked me while I was so quiet. “I don’t know. Guess I got distracted.” We sat talking for a while as the rest of the class filed in. “Okay, guys,” Mrs. Bohmer said closing the door, “We have only one more day till the auditions for Into The Woods Jr.” she said standing in the middle of the room. “I want everyone to separate into their groups and rehearse page 46 in the script.” The whole class stood up and divided into four groups of three. J.J, Victoria, and Casey in one group, Cassidy, Kirsten, and Nathan in another, Miranda, Leslie, and Caleb in one more, and Courtney, Torey, and myself in another. We were rehearsing for about five minutes before there was a knock on the door. J.J opened it and in walked Mrs. Brooks from the office and the cutest boy I’d ever seen. He had short, spiked up, dark brown hair. He had eyes as blue as the shirt J.J was wearing. He also had braces on his teeth. He was wearing cargo shorts, converses, and, to my delight, a red Man. U shirt.
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Post by curlyfries on Jul 20, 2009 0:55:46 GMT -5
It took me a few seconds till I realized I knew this boy. “DAMIAN!!!” I yelled running over and giving him the biggest hug ever. “BAYLEE!” Damian yelled returning my huge hug with one of his own. “Damian, I haven’t seen you since I left Derry to come here!” I said still hugging him. “I know! My mom got married and my stepdad wanted to move here. Gosh you’ve changed since 6th grade,” he said looking me up and down. “Missed you too,” I said jokingly, “you’ve changed too. You’ve gotten at least 6 inches taller. And your voice got deeper.” “Don’t forget the braces,” he said giving me a huge smile to show them. “Yeah that too.” “I guess you can handle it from here,” Mrs. Brooks said to Mrs. Bohmer as she walked out the door. “Okay Damian,” Mrs. Bohmer said clapping her hands. “This is the blackbox. This is where we rehearse for our plays. Okay so I’ll go get you a script,” she said as she walked away to the office. I walked Damian over to my group to intorduce him to everyone. “Damian this is Torey and Courtney. Torey and Courtney this is Damian.” “Hi,” Damian said brightly. “h-h-hey,” the two girls answered their mouths hanging open dumbly.
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Post by curlyfries on Jul 20, 2009 14:53:03 GMT -5
“okay Damian heres your script,” Mrs. Bohmer said handing it to Damian. “Thank you,” Damian said grabbing the script and flipping through it. “The auditions are tomorrow if you want to come,” Mrs. Bohmer said pointing at a sign telling about the auditions. “we’ll see.” Mrs. Bohmer nodded and walked back to the middle of the room. “Okay everyone go back to your seats.” When we were all back to our seats she said, “okay. So, today I thought It would be fun to rehearse the songs. The song I want to do today is ‘It Takes Two’. I’ll call two people up at a time to sing. The first two up are…Torey and Nathan.” Torey looked at Damian then at Nathan, made a face and walked to the center of the room. When the music started Torey missed her cue and started late, we had to restart the song. The next time she got it right and sung on time. When Nathan joined in it ruined the song. He was way off beat and he was trying to sing low. The song finally ended and Mrs. Bohmer said, “okay, sit down you two.” She made a mark on a piece of paper and called the next two names. This time it was Caleb and I. The whole time I was singing I was staring at Damian. This was the first time he had ever heard me sing. His mouth was hanging open as if in shock that I had a voice. I rolled my eyes and smiled at him. When the song ended she told me to stay and told Caleb to switch places with Damian. Damian walked up and stood right beside me. He smiled over at me. “you have a really pretty voice,” he said without blushing. “Thanks.” The music started and I sang “you’ve changed, you’re daring, you’re different in the woods. More sure, more sharing, you’re getting us through the woods. If you could see, you’re not the man who started and much more opened hearted, then I knew you to be.” “It Takes two, I thought one was enough it’s true. It takes two of us,” Damian sang swaying back and forth with the beat. “You came through, when the journey was rough it took you. It took two of us. It takes care, it takes patience and fear and despire to change. Do you swear to change, you can tell if you do. It takes two.” “We’ve change, we’re strangers I’m meeting you in the woods. Who minds, what dangers, I know we’ll get passed the woods. And once we’re passed. Lets hope the changes last. Beyond woods, beyond whitches and slippers and hoods. Just the two of us beyond lies, safe at home with our beautiful prize, Just the few of us. It takes trust, it takes just a bit more and we’re done. We want four, we had none, we got three, we need one, it takes two.” We finished the song and Mrs. Bohmer smiled, marked something on the paper, and told us to sit down. She called up the next to people. “You have an amazing voice,” I said turning to look at him as soon as the music started. “Thank you,” he said blushing a little. “I really think you’ll get the Baker. I’ll most likely be jack’s mother.” At this Damian laughed and said “Baylee, sometimes I wonder why god gave you ears. Have you ever heard youself sing? You sound amazing!” I smiled, “Thanks, but im not good enough for the baker’s wife. That blonde girl over there,” I said pointing at leslie, “ shes going to be the Baker’s wife.” Damian looked behind him and turned back around. “Why do you say that?” “She has one of the best voices here.” “well, we’ll see.”
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Post by curlyfries on Jul 20, 2009 15:15:40 GMT -5
for those who are wondering what Into the woods is about heres a quick rundown... Into the Woods humorously combines a number of classic fairy tales into one over-arching narrative. A baker and his wife are assigned a number of tasks by a nearby witch; only after completing these duties will they be able to give birth. During their quest to fulfill the witches' demands, they encounter Little Red Riding Hood, Rapunzel, Cinderella, and numerous other fairy tale figures. The traditional stories are parodied and altered at will, yet the original fairy tales' sense of wonder and, at times, darkness remains intact. but in the Jr. version it stops after Act 1. which is when they think its Happily Ever After.
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Post by curlyfries on Jul 23, 2009 9:25:04 GMT -5
We stopped talking for a bit and sat there listening to J.J and Meranda sing. “so where do you live?” Damian asked turning back towards me. “657 Waterpole Walk. You?” “Right beside you! That’s so werid!!” “That is weird! Do you ride the bus?” “Not today, but from now on I will. My mom wanted to pick me up the first day,” he said rolling his eyes “Oh okay. Well tell her Baylee says hey.” “Why don’t you tell her? You could ride home with me.” “Sure that would be great! What’s your next period?” “History. You?” “Science.What’s your 4th and 6th?” “Math.” “Me too! Whos your teacher?” “Mrs. McCain. What’s she like?” “Annoying. If I had to sit with her for 82 minutes I would kill myself. Her voice makes my ears bleed. I have Mrs. Haney.” “Oh. Atleast we have lunch after 4th . I guess I’ll see you then. What your 5th period?” “Family consumer science.” “Me too,” I gave him a shocked look.” Only because everything else was taken,” he added quickly with his eyes wide. I laughed “I know. That’s the only reason I’m in it too. What’s your last class?” “English with Mrs. Driggers.” “Same here.” The bell rang and Courtney, Torey, Damian, and I walked down the hallway towards our classes. I said bye to Damian and walked into science with Torey and Courtney. Courtney was looking at me like I had grew another head. “What?” I asked sitting down and pulling out my binder and science book. “Why didn’t you tell us?” “Tell you what?” “That you were best friends with the cutest boy ever!!” Torey exclaimed. “What’s going on?” Carson asked coming over. “Baylee has a hot irish best friend,” Courtney said. “That’s she never told us about,” Torey added. Carson gasped “ What does he look like?” “Brown spiked up hair, braces, red shirt, cargo shorts, and converses,” Torey said sitting down beside me. Carson slapped me hard in the arm. “What was that for?!?” “For not telling me about him!” “We’ve been best friends since before we could talk. I never thought of him that way,” I lied. I’d a crush on him since 2nd grade. “Whatever,” Courtney said sitting down on my other side. “Well do you like him now?” Carson asked sitting down in front of me. “I don’t know. I haven’t talked to him since I moved here in 6th grade. “Well if you like him none of us are going to go after him,” Torey promised looking around at the other two. “Thanks Torey.” “okay class, today we will be talking about the heart. Turn your textbooks to page 350 and make a tree map using the headings. What you don’t finish today is homework.” I opened my book to page 350 but I didn’t start on the tree map. Instead I started thinking about Damian and all we had done together. Like when we were 7 and our school took a day trip to an apple farm. We both got lost and we climbed one of the trees and sat there eating apples and talking untill someone heard us and took us back to our group.
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Post by curlyfries on Jul 23, 2009 9:30:48 GMT -5
im sorry if their class schedule is confusing...so i'll just show you how it works. Homeroom 1st period- both drama 2nd period-Baylee science, Damian history 3rd period-Baylee History, Damian science 4th period-Baylee Math Haney, Damian math McCain Lunch 5th period-Both Family consumer science 6th period-Baylee Math haney, Damian math McCain 7th period-Both English 8th period-both English
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Post by curlyfries on Aug 2, 2009 22:43:34 GMT -5
“Baylee, get to work!” Mrs. Baxter called pulling out of my thoughts. “Okay,” I answered pulling out a piece of paper. I drew the outline of the map and wrote Heart on the heading. I put my pencil down and looked around. Courtney was doing her work without even looking up or blinking. Carson stopped every so often to check her spelling or turn the page. Torey was already done and reading. I got her attention and asked for her paper. She gave me her paper and I started copying it. I finished and wrote ‘thanks’ on the corner of her paper. I passed the paper back and smiled. She mouthed ‘your welcome’.
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Post by curlyfries on Aug 4, 2009 22:37:10 GMT -5
After science I walked out of the classroom and found Damian. "How was your first history class?" "BORING!" all she does is go on and on and o-" "I get the point," I said stopping him. "Okay. I texted my mom and she said it’s cool that you're riding home with us" "Okay. Well I guess we better get going or we'll be late. Talk to you at lunch" "Bye." I walked a few steps before I turned around. He had already gone into science, but Carson and Courtney were staring after him like two love sick puppies. I elbowed Torey and pointed to them. "Should we get them?" "nah. If we do we'll be late," I said turning. "Good point." We walked into history and sat at our desks.The bell rung and class began. Mrs. Howell came around her desk and took roll. "Where’s Carson and Courtney?" she snapped at the class. "Sorry we're late," Carson said bursting into the room, Courtney behind her. "Silent lunch, now take your seats.” After she took roll she told us to take out last night’s homework. Bent down to get my bag and found that it wasn’t there. I searched all around my desk looking for it. I raised my hand and waited impatiently. “Yes?” “I think I left my bag in Mrs. Baxter’s room. May I go get it?” Mrs. Howell stared at me for a minute. From passed experiences I learned not to break the stare. “Fine go.” I stood up and went to grab my jacket when I remembered it was in my bag. I walked out the door and down the hall. I knocked on the door and waited till someone answered. I muttered quick thanks and walked into the room. “May I help you, Baylee?” “I left my bag in here.” “okay. Go get it.” I walked over to my desk and found Damian sitting there grinning like a fool while wearing my jacket. I bent down to get my bag and I grabbed his jacket which was on top of my bag. I slapped him the leg and straightened up. Damian reached for his jacket but I winked, shook my head no, and walked back to the door. “sorry for interrupting.” “it’s okay. It’s the first day after winter break.” I closed the door behind me as I left and set down my bag. I pulled out Damian’s jacket and put it on. It was a bit big but it was warm, comfy, and smelled good. I picked my bag back up, slung it around my shoulder and walked back to class. I knocked on the door and Carson opened it. I started to walk in but she whispered “whose jacket?” “I’m afraid to tell you,” I said stepping a few feet away. “Is it Damian’s?” I stepped into the classroom. “yep,” I scurried away to my desk and tripped on a bag. I did a face plant right into my desk and fell onto the floor. I stood up and felt my face. My hands felt something warm. I took my hand away and saw blood. I tilted my head up and walked over to the counter to get a tissue. The whole time the class was laughing. I held the tissue to my nose and started laughing.
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Post by curlyfries on Aug 6, 2009 3:28:57 GMT -5
“Baylee go to the bathroom,” Mrs. Howell said looking disgusted I opened the door and walked down the hall I stopped outside science and saw Damian looking at me. I smiled and waved. He waved back and motioned at his face. I pulled back the tissue and showed him. He stuck his tongue out and looked back down. When I go to the nurse’s the bleeding had stopped but she wanted me to sit there for five minutes before I left. I was sitting the looking around at the room when the door opened and in comes Hayden from my class. He smiled at me and went to talk to the nurse. He came back and sat down beside me. “What’s wrong with you?” I asked turning to talk to him. “Mrs. Howell sent me to get some cleaner stuff to clean up your blood.” I glanced quickly down the front of the jacket. There was no blood. “Where was the blood?” “On the counter, you wiped your hand across it and there’s some blood on it.” “oh,” I said looking down at my feet. “Baylee,” Hayden said looking nervous. “Yes?” “I was just wondering…. would like to go see a movie on Saturday?” I looked at him. I started to chew on my lip, thinking it over. I didn’t know exactly how I felt for Damian and I kind of liked Hayden. “Sure.” “Great, I’ll pick you up at 6.” “Okay,” I said smiling. “Hayden here’s the cleaner.” Hayden stood up, gave me a quick awkward hug, and left. I watched him leaving feeling like I made a mistake. I put my head in my hands thinking of Damian. “Baylee, did you hear me? I said you could leave now.” “Oh, sorry, I got lost in my thoughts,” I said smiling and walking out of the door. Walking back down the hall, I stopped and went into the bathroom. I sat down in one of the cubicles. I didn’t have to go so I sat on the floor. I leaned my throbbing head on the wall. After 5 minutes I realized I was starting to doze off. I stood up and opened the door. The reflection in the mirror was very pale and had dry blood around her nose. I wetted my hands in the sink and scrubbed at my face. When the blood finally came off, I walked out and back down the hall to history. Mrs. Howell opened the door and gave me a piece of paper. “Homework,” She said simply. “Gee thanks.” I sat back down and pulled out last night’s homework. She snatched it out of my hand and walked off. After a few minutes of just sitting there, the bell finally rung. I grabbed my bags and walked out without looking back. I didn’t want to talk to Hayden or anyone else, my head was still throbbing. In my mad rush down the hall I ran into a trash can and fell. Man I’ve fallen twice today; I’m turning into a total klutz. I slid a few feet and stopped in front of a pair of worn converses. I looked up to see Damian laughing and holding his hand out. I gladly took it and he helped me up. “Thanks, I don’t know why I can’t stop falling.” “You’re welcome. I’m taking it that you fell and got the bloody nose,” he said trying to hold his laughter in. “Yeah, go ahead and laugh,” I said taking off his jacket. “No, go ahead and keep it,” he said “yours feels much softer,” he said pulling it closer. “Ha-ha okay. I guess I’ll see you at lunch,” I said. “Okay, see you,” he said pulling me into a hug. He had a much better hug than Hayden’s. We stood there for a few seconds and then I heard a locker slam behind me. I jumped out of Damian’s embrace and turned around. Hayden was staring at Damian and Damian was staring right back. Hayden was the first to break the stare and he stormed off down the hall. “That was weird...,”Damian said looking at me again. “Yeah just a little,” I said holding my head again, the locker slam made my head hurt even more. “What’s wrong?” Damian said looking at me confused. “headache.” “I’m sorry,” he said pulling me closer, “here let me kiss it.” “No, you don’t have t-“ Too late. He kissed my forehead and gave me one last hug before he left. I was left standing there staring after him. His kiss made my head stop hurting immediately. I rubbed where he kissed while I started back down the hall.
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Post by curlyfries on Aug 8, 2009 3:28:14 GMT -5
When I arrived at the classroom I saw that our normal teacher wasn’t here and we had a sub. She was an elderly lady with short white hair and glasses. “Good morning class,” she said standing at the front of the room. “Good morning,” we echoed back. “Well, Mrs. Haney didn’t leave anything for you guys to do. So, I guess you guys can just play games.” While everyone else stood up and walked to go get a game, I stayed seated and put my head in my hands again. Even though it wasn’t hurting anymore I still had a lot to think about. “Baylee, are you okay?” I looked up. Torey was standing above me holding a box of scrabble. She sat the box on the desk in front of me and turned the desk around. “What’s wrong?” she asked sitting down at the desk. “Well you see Hay-“ “Mind if we join?” Courtney said walking up with Carson. “No, go ahead,” I said sitting up and opening the box. Torey looked at me with her eyebrows raised. I mouthed ‘later’ and started to set up the game. After a heated argument about if lollypopping was a word, the bell for lunch rung. We walked out each of us complaining about how hungry we were. I hung back with Torey until everyone was off the hall. “So what were you saying?” She asked coming to a complete stop. “Well, you see Hayden asked me to the movies.” “And that’s a bad thing? You’ve had a crush on him since the beginning of this year.” “Yeah, I know. But the thing is, I DO have feelings for Damian. And I mean more than just friends.” “I KNEW IT!!” she screamed jumping up and down and laughing. “shhhhhhhh,” I said laughing too. “So what should I do?” Torey stopped jumping and looked at me.” I say go with Hayden to the movies. Then if he asks you out again just say no this time.” “What about Damian?” “What about him?” “Well, like I said I really do like him. But Hayden already caught us hugging. If I say no to him and he sees me and Damian together he’s going to freak.” Torey thought for a moment. “Well Hayden is just going to have to get over it.” I laughed. “Thanks so much,” I said giving her a hug. “You’re welcome. Now come on. I’m starving.” When we got to the cafeteria I saw Damian was already seated and looking for me. I walked over to him and slid his jacket across the table. “Save me a spot,” I said walking away to go get in a line. I came back with a hamburger and sat beside Damian. Right after I sat down Hayden came over and sat on my other side. “Don’t mind if I sit here do you?” he said looking at Damian. “Not at all,” Damian answered. “So, Baylee what movie do you want to go see?” Damian turned to me with his eyebrows raised. “Um. I don’t care you can pick.” “You never told me you had a boyfriend,” Damian whispered into my ear. “We’ll talk later,” I whispered back. “I was thinking something like ‘The Haunting in Connecticut’”. “Sounds good,” I said not looking up from my lunch. “So, Damian right?” he asked Damian. “Yes, and you are…?” “Hayden.” “Okay, nice to meet you,” he said sticking out his hand. Hayden took it and they had a short awkward handshake. “Damian, how do you know Baylee?” “Oh, well we’ve been friends since we were 1.” “Well just a warning, if I ever see you and Baylee hugging again I-“ I stood up to go throw my trash away so I couldn’t hear the rest of the threat. When I came back I saw Damian and Hayden standing inches from each other. “Boys Stop!” I yelled squeezing myself in between them.
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Post by curlyfries on Aug 10, 2009 4:37:39 GMT -5
“Well tell him not to threaten me!” Damian said trying to get around me. “Tell him to leave you alone!” “Tell him that…Well…He smells bad!” “Both of you stop! Hayden sit there, Damian you over there,” I said pushing them into seats. “Now Hayden don’t threaten Damian. Hayden, either you have to get used to Damian or I can’t date you. Damian tell Hayden you’re sorry for saying he smells bad.” “Sorry,” Damian said crossing his arms. “Now both of you are in time out until 5th period,” I said sitting down in between them. “What?!?” they both said looking at me. “No talking, you’re in Time Out.” sorry its not that long
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Post by curlyfries on Aug 12, 2009 23:23:50 GMT -5
When the bell finally rung, hayden stood up and stalked off. Damian stood up and walked with me to FCS in an awkward silence. I walked to the back table with Damian following. We sat there while she took role and told us what we were doing today. While she turned on the video, Damian pulled out his notebook and wrote something down. He slid it over to me. how long?since this morningwhat about me?What about you?Well...nevermindno. tell me.no. its silly.i'll never know unless you tell me.Then you'll never know fine. "Damian, put your notebook up," Mrs. Mathis said turning on the lights. Damian did as he was told and straightened back up. "now today you will divide into pairs and act out a short little skit about peer pressure. go." I turned to look at Damian, he pulled out his notebook again and tore put a piece of paper. "what should our names be?" he asked pulling out his pencil. "How about...ZaVon and Babaganoosh" "and how do you spell that?" Damian said laughing. "i have no clue," i said laughing. Damian wrote down the names as best as he could and put down his pencil. "and what is our problem?" "let me see it," i said pulling the paper towards me. "fine," Damian said giving me his pencil. after a few minutes i finished writting. Damian picked up the paper and started reading it "what do you think?" i asked reading over his shoulder. "ZaVon is trying to pressure Babaganoosh into skydiving?" "Yep." "and ZaVon dies?" "uh-huh, What do you think?" "I like it."
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Post by damianrocks on Dec 25, 2009 21:30:49 GMT -5
Haha I really like this. More?
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Post by laurenne on Dec 26, 2009 1:54:21 GMT -5
More, please.
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Post by celticbear on Jul 31, 2010 2:50:14 GMT -5
Curlyfries. I like your story. I hope in the end you put Baylee and Damo together.
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