(Me (Hyperactive Lioness): *cringes* I'm sorry I haven't been on for a while... And I'm working on chapter 19 of TSL! It's almost done! Back to Alex... Oh, and remember that this is set around the time that the chapter "Tiffany Blews" is set, so Dralex haven't realized their feelings for each other yet!)
So yesterday I confronted Drake. Here's how the conversation went.
Me: Hi.
Drake: Um, hi?
Me: So...
Drake: What do you want?
Me: Well, Alaysia likes you.
Drake: Oh, okay, wait, WHAT?
Me: *kind of a snicker at his reaction* That's what I said!
Drake: How do you KNOW that she likes me?
Me: Blaise figured it out first. And we're girls. We have powers of perception that you men (*cough, cough*) will never have!
Drake: Um, well, I guess that's nice.
Me: Well, WHAT'RE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT?!
Drake: Nothing.
Me: *is just staring blankly by this point in the conversation*
Drake: *walks away*
Me: *yelling after him* Well, do YOU like HER?!
Drake: *yelling over his shoulder* NO!
So, that was basically what happened. I still cannot believe that boy. At least he doesn't like her... I'm pretty sure that I would hate that.
Well, I'll try to write something tomorrow... But I really should get off now.
-Alex
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
What?!
Oh, do I have a story for you.
So today we decided to go ahead with training, even though it's cold and rainy outside still. Drake and the rest of them just came in the basement with the rest of the moofs and myself.
I thought something was amiss when Alaysia asked to be moved from my group into Drake's group for the day, but I didn't really care at the time. She said she needed some work using a gun, and nobody could argue with that. She's as bad as I am, but unlike me, she doesn't want to give it up and work on her other skills.
And then, I caught a glimpse of her as I was working with Blaise. She was acting really weird, all giggly and stuff, not her usual cold, aloofness. I asked Blaise what she thought was wrong with Alaysia, she took one look at her, and proclaimed in her bored way,
"She likes Drake, of course."
I wasn't fully prepared for this, and my mouth dropped open.
"What?!"
"Look at the way she's practically hanging all over him. She asks him for help every two seconds, and even when he shrugs her off, she's back within the minute."
I was kind of in a funk the whole rest of the day.
And I'm kind of in a funk as I type this.
This is weird.
I should probably go talk to Drake.
He probably doesn't even know that she likes him.
*sighs* Boys....
-Alex
So today we decided to go ahead with training, even though it's cold and rainy outside still. Drake and the rest of them just came in the basement with the rest of the moofs and myself.
I thought something was amiss when Alaysia asked to be moved from my group into Drake's group for the day, but I didn't really care at the time. She said she needed some work using a gun, and nobody could argue with that. She's as bad as I am, but unlike me, she doesn't want to give it up and work on her other skills.
And then, I caught a glimpse of her as I was working with Blaise. She was acting really weird, all giggly and stuff, not her usual cold, aloofness. I asked Blaise what she thought was wrong with Alaysia, she took one look at her, and proclaimed in her bored way,
"She likes Drake, of course."
I wasn't fully prepared for this, and my mouth dropped open.
"What?!"
"Look at the way she's practically hanging all over him. She asks him for help every two seconds, and even when he shrugs her off, she's back within the minute."
I was kind of in a funk the whole rest of the day.
And I'm kind of in a funk as I type this.
This is weird.
I should probably go talk to Drake.
He probably doesn't even know that she likes him.
*sighs* Boys....
-Alex
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Chapter Thirteen
Hola, it's Lioness!
I just felt like blogging and sharing my feelings on chapter thirteen of "TSL", 'Tiffany Blews'. It was SO hard to write, and I don't know why. I just finished it about an hour ago, so I'm off to post chapter twelve, "Naturally"! Sayonara!
:HL:
I just felt like blogging and sharing my feelings on chapter thirteen of "TSL", 'Tiffany Blews'. It was SO hard to write, and I don't know why. I just finished it about an hour ago, so I'm off to post chapter twelve, "Naturally"! Sayonara!
:HL:
Who ate the candy?
Today's such a blah day.
Yesterday was cold, today's rainy.... It's the beginning of January and it's not snowing, it's raining. How great is that.
It's not even pretty rain, either, it's gray skies, chilly, make-you-want-to-stay-in-bed-all-day YUCK rain. *sigh* Maybe that's why today's blog is so boring.
(We're not going to talk about the fact that yesterday's blog was boring, also.)
Hmm... Something interesting to blog about...
Ha ha, oh yeah. This morning, I was innocently eating breakfast, when Diana burst into the dining hall. Apparently, we accidentally searched HER room... And those were HER candy bars that we took... I tried to look inconspicuous as she ranted to the general public, and eventually I was able to slip away unnoticed. While in the hallway, I burst out laughing.
"What the heck, Alex?" Barrino randomly asked as he ran up to me.
"We.... Searching... Musketeers... Diana..." I was laughing so hard it was a wonder I could actually make coherent words. Drake joined Barrino in looking at me like I was crazy.
"Has the FAYZ finally gotten to her?" Drake asked Barrino. He shrugged.
I eventually calmed down enough to tell them why I was laughing.
"We searched Diana's room?" Drake said, looking a little bit sick. "I ate her candy?"
"Apparently."
"I think I need to go throw up now."
I just started laughing again.
The three of us agreed that Diana was never going to find out it was us. Our lives were on the line.
That was basically the only interesting thing that happened in between the last post and this one. We're not even going to do training today, again, because it's raining! :(
Maybe I'll blog again later today, but for now, I'm going to go do something else. I have no idea what. I hate being bored.
-Alex
Yesterday was cold, today's rainy.... It's the beginning of January and it's not snowing, it's raining. How great is that.
It's not even pretty rain, either, it's gray skies, chilly, make-you-want-to-stay-in-bed-all-day YUCK rain. *sigh* Maybe that's why today's blog is so boring.
(We're not going to talk about the fact that yesterday's blog was boring, also.)
Hmm... Something interesting to blog about...
Ha ha, oh yeah. This morning, I was innocently eating breakfast, when Diana burst into the dining hall. Apparently, we accidentally searched HER room... And those were HER candy bars that we took... I tried to look inconspicuous as she ranted to the general public, and eventually I was able to slip away unnoticed. While in the hallway, I burst out laughing.
"What the heck, Alex?" Barrino randomly asked as he ran up to me.
"We.... Searching... Musketeers... Diana..." I was laughing so hard it was a wonder I could actually make coherent words. Drake joined Barrino in looking at me like I was crazy.
"Has the FAYZ finally gotten to her?" Drake asked Barrino. He shrugged.
I eventually calmed down enough to tell them why I was laughing.
"We searched Diana's room?" Drake said, looking a little bit sick. "I ate her candy?"
"Apparently."
"I think I need to go throw up now."
I just started laughing again.
The three of us agreed that Diana was never going to find out it was us. Our lives were on the line.
That was basically the only interesting thing that happened in between the last post and this one. We're not even going to do training today, again, because it's raining! :(
Maybe I'll blog again later today, but for now, I'm going to go do something else. I have no idea what. I hate being bored.
-Alex
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Of searching and headbanging
I'm back... Hopefully I cured myself from being boring. I went on a search with some others. We searched a whole bunch of rooms (classrooms, rooms of kids that poofed) and we took everything that was interesting back into the dining hall to be looked at.
There was a LOT of stuff. We used five trash bags to bring our haul back.
My group (me, Drake, Barrino and Mas) searched the entire third floor. It took like all of three hours to do the whole thing. We happened to find a bunch of food (even some candy bars, which was exciting, I had a Snickers bar, which I haven't had in AGES. I wanted the Three Musketeers, but Drake stole it from me. That boy hasn't ever heard of chivalry. ...I really hope he can't read this.), and some kid even had a whole stash of chips and other junk food under his bed. Some of the opened stuff had went bad, but most of it was okay.
When we had piled all of that stuff into the garbage bags, we went on to the other rooms. We found a pile of unopened cigarette cases in one of the teachers lounges, and even a whole bunch of pot in this one kid's room. THOSE went in the "throw away" bag. We don't want kids getting addicted at age nine.
This whole time I was listening to my iPod, jamming out to Skillet's new CD. Mas had the audacity to critique my headbanging, saying that "only dudes can headbang, Alex". Drake laughed. Barrino said that, "because she shares my name, she's allowed to headbang". I guess there's some perks to having a guy's name, headbanging privileges being one of them.
Most of the rooms on that floor were really boring; one girl was addicted to fashion magazines, and had about forty in her drawers. It was kind of interesting when Mas picked one up, started to read it, and I grabbed it out of his hands, saying "only chicks can read fashion magazines". He scowled at me, and the three of us laughed at him.
I found some things to keep, a LOT of hair ties, I need them. Some spare earbuds, the good iPod brand, not the crappy dollar store kind, some new shoes (size eight Etnies, size six Converse) and even a couple of pairs of jeans, and a sweatshirt.
Okay, it's veering off to boring-dom again. Maybe it's time to post this and call it a day with blogging. It's time for lunch, anyway, and I already called dibs on the box of mac'n'cheese I found. Maybe I'll even share it with Drake, if I'm feeling generous.
...Maybe not. He did take my Three Musketeers.
Ahh, sweet revenge.
-Alex
There was a LOT of stuff. We used five trash bags to bring our haul back.
My group (me, Drake, Barrino and Mas) searched the entire third floor. It took like all of three hours to do the whole thing. We happened to find a bunch of food (even some candy bars, which was exciting, I had a Snickers bar, which I haven't had in AGES. I wanted the Three Musketeers, but Drake stole it from me. That boy hasn't ever heard of chivalry. ...I really hope he can't read this.), and some kid even had a whole stash of chips and other junk food under his bed. Some of the opened stuff had went bad, but most of it was okay.
When we had piled all of that stuff into the garbage bags, we went on to the other rooms. We found a pile of unopened cigarette cases in one of the teachers lounges, and even a whole bunch of pot in this one kid's room. THOSE went in the "throw away" bag. We don't want kids getting addicted at age nine.
This whole time I was listening to my iPod, jamming out to Skillet's new CD. Mas had the audacity to critique my headbanging, saying that "only dudes can headbang, Alex". Drake laughed. Barrino said that, "because she shares my name, she's allowed to headbang". I guess there's some perks to having a guy's name, headbanging privileges being one of them.
Most of the rooms on that floor were really boring; one girl was addicted to fashion magazines, and had about forty in her drawers. It was kind of interesting when Mas picked one up, started to read it, and I grabbed it out of his hands, saying "only chicks can read fashion magazines". He scowled at me, and the three of us laughed at him.
I found some things to keep, a LOT of hair ties, I need them. Some spare earbuds, the good iPod brand, not the crappy dollar store kind, some new shoes (size eight Etnies, size six Converse) and even a couple of pairs of jeans, and a sweatshirt.
Okay, it's veering off to boring-dom again. Maybe it's time to post this and call it a day with blogging. It's time for lunch, anyway, and I already called dibs on the box of mac'n'cheese I found. Maybe I'll even share it with Drake, if I'm feeling generous.
...Maybe not. He did take my Three Musketeers.
Ahh, sweet revenge.
-Alex
Why is it so cold?
Hi, Alex here... I was really bored, because we decided not to do any training or anything today, one, because it's so dang cold... Jeez, it's only the beginning of January! And two, because we all feel like being lazy. So I found this laptop in one of the abandoned classrooms, and I thought I'd start a blog.
Except for one thing, there's nothing to blog about.
Well, Blaise Dumas (one of the muties) DID cut my hair yesterday. Mind you, it's just a trim, but I needed a change.
...That was boring.
Wow, my blog has NO reason to be boring. I'm stuck in the parentless FAYZ, living with kids that have powers, when I myself have powers, and I'm blogging about being BORED.
*sigh*
Oh, and another reason why I'm glad I found this laptop, is that my iPod ran out of batteries yesterday. As I don't have a wall charger, I really needed this to get my music fix.
....Still boring.
Maybe if I just leave it for a little bit and come back later, I won't be boring anymore. There's a thought! :)
-Alex
Except for one thing, there's nothing to blog about.
Well, Blaise Dumas (one of the muties) DID cut my hair yesterday. Mind you, it's just a trim, but I needed a change.
...That was boring.
Wow, my blog has NO reason to be boring. I'm stuck in the parentless FAYZ, living with kids that have powers, when I myself have powers, and I'm blogging about being BORED.
*sigh*
Oh, and another reason why I'm glad I found this laptop, is that my iPod ran out of batteries yesterday. As I don't have a wall charger, I really needed this to get my music fix.
....Still boring.
Maybe if I just leave it for a little bit and come back later, I won't be boring anymore. There's a thought! :)
-Alex
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Chapter Eleven
Hey guys! I'm currently working on typing Chapter Eleven of "The Sharpest Lives", titled 'Get Your Back Off The Wall'. It might prove to be pretty awesome, as we meet a whole bunch of new characters.
EDIT: Well, Chapter Eleven is currently up... :)
EDIT: Well, Chapter Eleven is currently up... :)
Hi all of you people!
Hey, it's Hyperactive Lioness from fanfiction.net! If any of you have read my stories, some of which include "Ginny's Scene Change" and "Slytherin Harry and the Sorcerer's Stone" for Harry Potter, and "The Sharpest Lives" for Gone, then this is the blog for you!
I'll be posting on what I'm writing, and how the stories are going, and sometimes my blog entries will be in the POV (point of view) of a different person. Like I might post as Alex, my OC character from "The Sharpest Lives". She's probably the one I'll post for the most.
Well, this is only for fun, and I hope I can actually keep up with this blog! XD
(I have a hard time with that...)
Remember... It's just a FAYZ!
:Hyperactive Lioness:
I'll be posting on what I'm writing, and how the stories are going, and sometimes my blog entries will be in the POV (point of view) of a different person. Like I might post as Alex, my OC character from "The Sharpest Lives". She's probably the one I'll post for the most.
Well, this is only for fun, and I hope I can actually keep up with this blog! XD
(I have a hard time with that...)
Remember... It's just a FAYZ!
:Hyperactive Lioness:
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