<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:41:37.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell in love with a Goddess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-1086312708416055816</id><published>2011-06-13T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T08:59:52.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I wonder what’s wrong with Jayden.” She asked aloud to herself as they walked into their second class, Kayla just gave her a look saying &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I don’t know&lt;/i&gt; then took her seat at her desk and pulled out her book. Jane did the same; she kept rehearsing what all she had done that day trying to figure out what it was the Jayden was upset about. The only thing she could figure was because she didn’t sit with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hello class!” Professor Vela said as she walked on her feet lightly into the class, her curls bouncing from one side to the other on her head. “How is everyone?” “Good” the class said back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Today we’re going to have a pop quiz!” The class groaned loudly, Professor Vela slowly passed out the papers. “You have five minutes, ready, set, and go!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I got an F, I know it.” Kayla groaned the whole way to lunch “if it’s possible to get something lower than an F then I defiantly got it.” Kayla went on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Oh hey I’m going to go sit by Jayden.” Kayla waved her hand and walked over to Anthony’s table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey, can I sit here?” Jane asked Jayden. “Whatever.” He replied back, she cautiously took the seat next to him “this pizza looks good!” Jane exclaimed “it’s amazin!” Josh said as he stuffed another bite into his mouth. Jayden gave Josh a sharp look; Josh took it as not to get all buddy-buddy with her. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What’s wrong?” Jane asked “I don’t think you’d care.” He replied back bitterly. “Since when did I stop caring for you?” “Since this morning” Jayden said, getting attitude in his voice. He finally turned around to face her. “What makes you think I stopped caring for you?” Jayden’s fists tightened up and he dropped his pizza on his plate, grabbed up his jacket that was resting on the back of his chair then stormed out of the dining room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What’s wrong with him?” Jane asked Josh, trying not to yell “I go over to sit with my friend and the only thing he can do is complain to me that I don’t care about him anymore!” Josh just kept looking down at his plate of food trying to enjoy his pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I can’t believe him. Don’t you agree?” Josh shrugged; Jane realized that there was no way he would choose sides. She got up and snatched up her jacket, she was going to figure out what was wrong with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-1086312708416055816?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1086312708416055816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wonder-whats-wrong-with-jayden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1086312708416055816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1086312708416055816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wonder-whats-wrong-with-jayden.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-6504875410465758231</id><published>2011-06-09T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T09:31:25.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Have you seen Jane?” Jayden asked Josh as he turned his head in several directions. “Not since yesterday.” Jayden kept looking around; he looked like he was trying to imitate an owl from the way his head turned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Why you lookin for her?” Jayden finally sat still in his seat to face Josh “I just haven’t seen-““There she is!” Josh said, interrupting Jayden.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He followed Josh’s gaze over to a table towards the end of the dining room cluttered in boys, then he saw Jane sitting next to Kayla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“She’s probably just spending some time with Kayla.” Jayden said waving the matter to the side. “No, I don’t think so man.” Josh’s eyes were still set on the table. Jayden looked around at the table and saw a dark haired boy taking off his sweatshirt and handing it to Jane; she smiled at him then put it on. Jayden tried his best to ignore it, but the matter kept coming back and nagging him. Did she like him? No, he thought to himself, she likes me. Or does she? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Had she moved on from him? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey, Jayden, it’s time for class.” Jayden suddenly realized that he hadn’t eaten any of his breakfast. His stomach rumbled but he ignored it and grabbed his bag then followed Josh to their first class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Good morning class!” “Good morning” the class chanted back in a mumble, Professor Vela’s smile curved to a small frown at the classes reply but then shook her head and put on another smile. “How is everyone doing?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden didn’t bother to reply back, the rest of the class said their usual reply “good” “Good! Now go ahead and pull out your books and flip to page eighty six.” Everyone lazily took out their books and slowly flipped through the pages until page eighty six came in view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Ok now today, as you see, we’re talking about the human intestines!” Several of the girls started whispering back and forth to each other, supposedly of how gross it was. “Now the intestines can be divided into two intestines called the small and large intestines.” She stopped a minute to draw two pictures of the small and large intestines. “The lumen is the cavity where digested food passes through and from where nutrients are absorbed. Both these intestines share a general structure with the whole gut.” She took another pause and drew more demonstrations on the chalk board. “They are also composed of several layers, now I want you to look at the papers in front of you that I have laid on your desk and I want you to answer the questions. You have ten minutes.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Ten minutes ticked by, then twenty minutes and after a while class had finally been let out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Dang those were some hard questions!” Josh complained as the exited the class and took their time walking to the next class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As him and Josh were making their way to creatures of culture he passed Jane, she saw him to and smiled followed by a wave. He started to smile back then saw the same sweatshirt still on her and he remembered everything that happened then dropped his smile and walked into his class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-6504875410465758231?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6504875410465758231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/06/have-you-seen-jane-jayden-asked-josh-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/6504875410465758231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/6504875410465758231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/06/have-you-seen-jane-jayden-asked-josh-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-2344806682197510281</id><published>2011-06-02T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T07:29:10.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What happened with you and Jayden out there today?” Kayla asked as she and Jane were heading to their room, Jane just shrugged at the question. “Oh come on you’ve gotta have a better answer then this.” Kayla said imitating Jane’s shrug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“All we did was take a walk and talk some, nothing big.” “You guys have a mighty weird way of showing love to each other if all you do is walk and talk.” Jane’s memory flashed back to that morning, she was trying to decide if Kayla was right. Maybe they had a weird way of sharing their love for each other. Wait a minute, she couldn’t love him. No, maybe Jayden was just being friendly when he was chasing her. He had to be, but the way he made her laugh like the way she never did laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She had to forget about him for the night maybe even for all tomorrow, that wouldn’t be hard to ignore him tomorrow possibly the next day after that she would ignore him. No, no, no that was almost impossible for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey are these your clothes?” Kayla asked, interrupting Jane’s thoughts “oh ya, sorry about that.” “Do you realize how bad you are at keeping up with your things, I mean look at my desk it’s….somewhat…..clean! And yours is just this big pile of….oh wow yours is kinda clean to.” Jane giggled silently at Kayla’s reaction to her clean desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I call dibs on the shower!” Kayla shouted as she swiped up her pajamas off her bed and charged for the bathroom. Jane just sat on her bed, her mind completely blank. She didn’t bother to change into her pajama’s that night, or clean up the couple piles of dirty clothes that lay scattered on the ground….even though Kayla would have a fit over it. She curled up in bed and slowly fell away into a sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-2344806682197510281?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2344806682197510281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-happened-with-you-and-jayden-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/2344806682197510281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/2344806682197510281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-happened-with-you-and-jayden-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-7054184390594693834</id><published>2011-06-01T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T07:30:53.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So tell me more about this dad of yours.” Jayden asked as him and Jane walked hand in hand down the wet path outside the school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Well” Jane began, trying to think of words to put her father in without giving away who he was. She knew if she slipped then Jayden would be one step closer to understanding who her idenity was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“He sometimes has anger issues, and he loves the sky. Sometimes he would just go outside and stare up into the clouds for hours.” Jayden stopped walking for a moment and looked at Jane with a puzzled face. “Wait, I thought you were adopted?” Jane nodded “I was.” “When were you adopted?” Jane looked up at the dark sky trying to think, it had been several years since someone had asked her this question. “When I was about three months old.” “Then how do you remember these things about your dad?” Jane froze with a dumbfounded look on her face. How could she tell him? It would not only put him in danger but her to. What happened when her father heard about this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I-I-I” She didn’t know what to say. “You don’t know how to explain it so just don’t, ok?” Jayden said this all way to calmly, Jane was expecting him to start asking a million questions. &lt;br /&gt;Her stiff shoulders relaxed and a smile spread across her face “thanks.” Jayden nodded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“You’re different.” Jane burst out; she couldn’t hold these words in any longer. When she first met him it was what she thought but didn’t dare say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“How’s that?” Jayden asked back, as if he expected her to say something like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I’m still trying to figure that out.” Jane said looking up again at the sky, the sun was slowly starting to peek through the clouds and the rain settled down to a mist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“You’re different as well, but it’s a good different.” Jane smiled “how am I different?” “Well, for one thing you’re not a prep…..and I can tell you just about anything. There aren’t many girls actually many people that I can tell anything to.” Jane giggled “and you have this little laugh that makes me smile.” He said poking her in the sides, making her laugh louder then she had that year. She started running down the path that led into the little forest as Jayden chased her every once in a while catching up to her and grabbing her by the waist and swinging her around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After a while they both had run out of breath and walked to the meadow behind the school and sitting down across from each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So you’re ticklish huh?” Jane grinned “ya, just a little though.” Jayden laughed loudly “a little? You call this a little.” He said poking her in the sides again causing her to fall to the ground clutching her sides out of his reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane lay there for a few minutes looking up at the clouds shifting away from the sun. “There’s a rabbit.” She said pointing up in the sky “that’s not a rabbit; it looks more like a duck!” Jane giggled “no come here and you can see what I mean.” So Jayden went over and lay next to her and looked up at the sky. “Ha! It does look like a rabbit!” “Told ya it did!” Jane said nudging him in the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Her thoughts had skipped away from all the danger that had been circling around her head for the past several weeks and she finally was able to figure out how it felt to be in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-7054184390594693834?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7054184390594693834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-tell-me-more-about-this-dad-of-yours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7054184390594693834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7054184390594693834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-tell-me-more-about-this-dad-of-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-7403014503274622645</id><published>2011-05-28T10:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T10:55:03.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey man, sup with her?” Jayden looked up at Josh who had finally gotten away from his girlfriend to talk to Jayden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden just shook his head and grabbed another bite of eggs “I don’t know. She just got all mad at me and walked off.” “Run after her.” This time it wasn’t Josh talking, it was way too high of a voice for him. He craned his neck to see that sitting in a seat behind him was Kayla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Umm, she said she wanted-““I know what she said.” Kayla replied stubbornly “but I know what’s going on in her head, and she needs you. So go after her.” Jayden just sat there in thought. “She doesn’t want me, or need me.” Kayla was growing impatient “She needs you right now, she loves you, and you’re the only guy she can truly count on. I know she’s out there wishing you were with her.” Kayla gave Jayden a soft smile. Jayden nodded finally understanding, he stood up and grabbed his jacket (since it was sprinkling outside) and tucked Jane’s jacket that she had left in his hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane!” He saw her take a quick glance back then look down at her feet, he started to jog to keep up with her and after a few minutes he finally was tagging along a few feet behind her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane, you forgot your jacket.” Jane just kept walking with her eyes at the ground. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Why.” Jayden had to start jogging again “why what?” he asked as his voice bounced up and down from his unsteady movement.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Why did you come out here with me?” Jayden shrugged “you left your jacket and I figured you would be cold.” Jane stopped for a minute and looked up at Jayden; Jayden stopped his jogging and walked up to her. “Really, why did you come out here?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He handed Jane her jacket then stepped back. “Because, I was just worried about you.” Jayden saw a quick smile flash over her face then disappear as quickly as it came. “Why would you care?” “Because you-“he tried carefully to pick out his words “-mean a lot to me.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane’s face brightened up and a grin crossed her face “Do I?” Jayden smiled and grabbed her in his arm “you most defiantly do.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-7403014503274622645?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7403014503274622645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-man-sup-with-her-jayden-looked-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7403014503274622645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7403014503274622645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-man-sup-with-her-jayden-looked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-791625082718493872</id><published>2011-05-27T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:36:04.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane guess what!” Kayla said running over to the table in the dining room that Jane and Jayden were sitting at. Jane looked up quickly half way startled. “What?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Kayla sat down hastily in a seat next to Jane “Anthony asked me out at the dance last night!” Jane smiled then grabbed Kayla by the arm, motioning to Jayden that she would only be a minute, and dragged her into the girl’s bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Did you by any chance talk him into it?” Kayla started laughing as if what Jane had asked her was a joke. Jane just stood in front of her with her arms crossed tightly, after Kayla saw that she was completely serious she then stopped laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“He was dancing with me, and it was so great so all I did was remind him of a few-“Jane’s stare seemed to tell Kayla that she knew she was lying “-alright so I said a lot of things and then I asked him to buy me a snack and he did and we talked some more and then Bam! He asked me!” Jane shook her head slowly in disapproval. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“If he breaks up with you again you better not even think about coming to me, ok?” Kayla nodded then skipped out of the bathroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What was that about?” Jayden asked, finishing up his biscuit, Jane ran her hands through her hair in irritation. “Kayla and Anthony…” Jayden nodded as if those three words told the whole story. “Have you ever umm, had a boyfriend?” Jane looked up quickly, every time someone said the word boyfriend to her or around her it seemed to put a knife in her heart. Jane smiled to hide the pain in her heart and shook her head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Never?” Jayden asked, keeping his attractive eyes on her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She looked down at her plate then back up at him meeting his gaze. “Nope, never.” Jayden shook his head “a girl like you-““Look Jayden, no I’ve never had a boyfriend and I’m sorry to have disappointed you. If you don’t mind I’m going to go take a walk, by myself-“she added this in as Jayden stood up to go with her then quickly sat back down “-and get some fresh air.” Jayden stood up again “wait what did I say?” Jane stopped and turned around to face him “it’s nothing…I promise.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Then she made her way to the front door of the school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-791625082718493872?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/791625082718493872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/jane-guess-what-kayla-said-running-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/791625082718493872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/791625082718493872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/jane-guess-what-kayla-said-running-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-3571643490097011825</id><published>2011-05-24T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T07:11:37.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“My dad…” Jane began than slowly started to trail off. Jayden looked up at her quickly “what about him?” Jane kept walking as if she hadn’t said a word. After several minutes she began talking again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“He was, umm, very well known.” She said, it sounded like she was picking her words out carefully as if she might slip and spill everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What’s his name?” Jayden asked curiously “I can’t tell you….it would give everything away.” Jayden looked around not sure how to respond to that. After several minutes of silence there was a large white strike of lightning followed by big bang of thunder. Jane suddenly froze in her spot and looked up at the sky; it took Jayden a couple steps to realize that Jane wasn’t next to him. He looked back and saw Jane starring up into the sky which was now pouring drops of rain down on the ground. He looked around and saw several couples making a run for the school trying not to get soaked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane, come on! We have to get inside!” Jane ignored him still looking up. He ran over to her and at first lightly tugged on her arm, then after realizing there was no point to that he grabbed her arm and dragged her across the field. It was as if she was dead but yet alive, she didn’t take any notice at all that she was being dragged through the field. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Once Jayden had gotten her next to the building where the rain wasn’t pouring on them he started shaking her, trying to wake her up or was he trying to make sure she was still alive? He didn’t know which and at the moment didn’t exactly care, just as long as she would come out of this trance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane! Come on what’s the matter!?” He shook her violently for several seconds until she jumped several feet off the ground and seeing that Jayden was holding her shoulders tightly and that they were both wet and she was cold, she squeezed out of his grip and then quickly wrapped her cold damp arms around him. Jayden wrapped his around her and slowly they sat down, arms still clung tightly together, and leaned against the tall bumpy wall for a few minutes. Jane’s head was buried in his chest; he could feel warm tears trickling down his shirt as he ran his hand over her head trying to calm her down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane,” Jayden said in a whisper pulling her head away from his body “please, tell me what’s wrong. You can tell me anything. I’ll always be here for you.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane nodded “the storm.” Jayden looked intently at her eyes, trying to read her expression. “What about the storm?” tears began to fill her eyes “it was him.” Jayden looked around, slightly afraid that a random guy would walk out then he looked back at Jane. “Who?” Jane sniffed a couple of times and tried to clear away her tears. “My dad.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-3571643490097011825?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3571643490097011825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-dad-jane-began-than-slowly-started.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/3571643490097011825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/3571643490097011825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-dad-jane-began-than-slowly-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-1114652498583818785</id><published>2011-05-23T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T06:39:20.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane you need to hurry up! I still need to put eye liner on!” Kayla yelled into the bathroom door, holding her eye liner up as if Jane could see through the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Just do it without a mirror!” Jane hollered back, Kayla walked over to her bed groaning. She looked at the eye liner curiously, popped the top off, and slowly and steadily started outlining the bottom of her eyes with black eye liner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane tumbled out of the bathroom a few minutes later, she had to hold her breath and think of her dog, (Ruth) who had died last year, to keep from laughing at Kayla’s eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Do my eyes look ok?” Before Jane could respond her laughter that was being held in her burst out into the room. Kayla jumped up and ran to the bathroom she let out a big groan before washing it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane didn’t want to have to have Kayla complaining to her that it was all her fault that the eye liner was going in all kinds of directions under her eye so she quickly grabbed her shoes and charged to the elevator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Your just in time” Jayden said smiling, Jane stopped and stared for several seconds to remind herself how lucky she was to have such a cute guy like him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane saw Anthony coming down the elevator and called to him across the hall “Kayla will be a few extra minutes; she’s had some umm difficulties.” Anthony smiled her way and waved his hand thanking her for the heads up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“You look beautiful tonight.” Jayden commented as they walked along the sidewalk, Jane’s face began to puff up in red blush but this time she didn’t bother to hide it. “Thanks, you look really good to.” Jane said grinning his way, Jayden looked down at himself and smiled as if to approve of his tux. “I figured you’d like it” he said winking at her, followed by a quick smile before they entered into the building. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Do you want to dance?” Jayden asked, holding out his hand. Jane got up and grabbed his hand allowing him to lead her to the large dance floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane enjoyed every bit of it, and found that no matter how hard she tried the smile that she wore on her face refused to leave. She decided to blame that problem on Jayden and leave it at that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“You look like your enjoying yourself.” Jayden said, apparently he had noticed the same smile on her face for the past ten minutes. She didn’t put much effort (if any at all) to taking off her smile; she let it hang there on her face like a cloud in the sky. “I’m defiantly enjoying myself.” Jane said nodding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After a while the building started to steam up in heat causing several couples to leave the building and take a walk. “Hey we should get out of here before we’re fried people.” Jane giggled and nodded. Once they escaped the oven like building they started walking around the school and seeing that there were to many couples walking around to be able to talk in privacy they walked to the back of the school where a huge field of grass lay and began roaming slowly around the large opened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-1114652498583818785?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1114652498583818785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/jane-you-need-to-hurry-up-i-still-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1114652498583818785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1114652498583818785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/jane-you-need-to-hurry-up-i-still-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-2302534283728541843</id><published>2011-05-18T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T08:36:49.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So Jane…” Jayden started off his sentence as he was twirling the noodles on his plate in circles but didn’t bother to eat them. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to the dance with me.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden put one hand underneath the table and crossed his fingers tightly. Jane just kept eating as if she hadn’t heard him, then she sat down her fork neatly and wiped her mouth. “That would be wonderful.” She replied back with a slight smile. Jayden grinned back at her “awesome.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Suddenly all the butterfly’s that had settled in his stomach started to fade and Jayden quickly picked up his fork and started eating his noodles and salad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I’ll see ya tomorrow” Jayden said as him and Jane exited the dining room, Jane nodded back to him “ya I’ll see you tomorrow, goodnight.” Jane said waving to him. Jayden felt excitement rush through him as he took the elevator up to his floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Did yo get yo self a date?” Jayden looked up from his papers that he was studying to find that Josh had finally gotten back. “Where have you been?” Josh walked over to his bed and sat down “well, I was kinda takin a walk wit Nicole.” Josh said awkwardly. “Are yo goin to the dance wit Jane?” Jayden looked up from his papers again “Ya” Josh started laughing “dats awesome man!” Josh said walking over to him and giving him a punch on the shoulder. “Hey I’m gettin a shower then headin to bed.” “K” Jayden said with his face buried in his papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;That night it took a lot of effort for Jayden to fall asleep; the only thing that was on his mind was Jane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The next morning Jayden and Josh made it to breakfast on time; Jayden figured it was because they both had someone they planned to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey Jayden” Jane said as she slid into the seat next to him. He smiled widely “you’re here early for once” Jane teased him “do you always get here this early?” Jayden asked his voice almost in awe; Jane smiled than nodded as she dug out some eggs and a few slices of bacon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;There wasn’t much talking between the two of them during breakfast; the day seemed to fly by quickly for both of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So I’ll see you tonight.” Jane said smiling and walking to the elevator, Jayden smiled back and waved. He ran to his room and pulled out his tuxedo that he had secretly ordered a couple days ago. He slipped it on, brushed his hair down, then swiftly took the elevator down to the main floor and sat there waiting for Jane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-2302534283728541843?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2302534283728541843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-jane-jayden-started-off-his-sentence.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/2302534283728541843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/2302534283728541843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-jane-jayden-started-off-his-sentence.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-1734287009948377598</id><published>2011-05-16T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T08:44:13.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Alright class I want you each to choose a seven wonder of the world and write a report on it. The paper is due Wednesday of next week.” Professor Vela said as she made her rounds around the room. A few minutes later the bell made its way to ringing and the class moved out of the room like a herd of sheep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey Jane, I’m going to change into some different shoes. These ones here are trying to kill my feet.” Jane giggled as Kayla walked off in a funny way trying to step lightly without the shoe digging into her foot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane followed the large crowd that was walking into the dining room, she caught herself trying to find Jayden maybe even Josh since they hung out together a lot. She quickly stopped herself and moved along with the crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I’m back!” Kayla announced quite loudly as she entered into the dining room with new shoes on her feet. “Wait, are those my converse?” Jane asked, looking hard at them. Kayla stepped back from the table to admire them “well, yes but I didn’t think you’d mind.” Jane tried very hard to keep her temper under control. “Kayla, please don’t ruin them ok?” Kayla started laughing for no reason at all “You think I would ruin you’re shoes? No way, I would buy you new ones if that ever happened!” Jane felt her shoulders drop some in relief. “Ya your right.” Jane said smiling brightly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After lunch was over everyone went their separate ways to their classes, Jane and Kayla followed a couple other students outside to the front of the school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hello class!” Professor Fickins said, his cheeks rosy red from getting all kinds of things together. “How is everyone today?” “Good” the class said back together. Professor Fickins smiled merrily back “Today we will be working with...” He took a pause to keep everyone in suspense than bent down under his wooden table and brought up a “watermelon!” The class began talking amongst themselves in excitement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Everyone pair up and go out there-“he said pointing to a field of grass “and I’ll come around to you and explain what to do.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane and Kayla paired up and grabbed a watermelon for each of them then walked out to them middle of the field and sat down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane remembered when she was younger, around six or seven, there was a large open field that her grandparents owned and her and her grandpa would walk to the middle of the field on sunny days and lay down watching the clouds pass over their heads. They tried to make out what each cloud looked like; her grandpa would see a cloud and tell her a story about it. Like once there was one that looked like a clown and her grandpa told her the story of when he first visited the circus and how all the acrobats jumped around on ropes and acted like monkeys. After a while he joined the circus and that’s when he met her grandma, Jane loved to hear him explain how they met and when they went on their first date. It made her laugh each time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane was shaken back into the field as Professor Fickins walked over to show them how to crack their watermelon in half. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now first your going to have to concentrate on it very hard then put your hands on either side of it and slowly pull them apart and once you see a crack starting your going to rub your hands up and down on the watermelon until it breaks in half.” Jane and Kayla nodded and Professor Fickins walked to the next pair to explain to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane stared at the watermelon for several minutes then put her hands around it and slowly started to expand them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I did it!” Kayla exclaimed making Jane lose concentration. Jane smiled at her “good job!” Then she went back to focus on her watermelon. Again she stared at it intently for several minutes then slowly started to expand her hands, then suddenly there was a rip in the watermelon. She smiled at herself as she started running her hands up and down the bumpy watermelon until it split perfectly in half. She was very delighted that she had succeeded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Very, very good girls!” Professor Fickins said as he passed by them, “you can go ahead up and set your watermelons on the table up there then grab a paper with your homework on it.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane and Kayla did so then sat on the steps and waited for everyone else to finish. It didn’t take long before they were heading to their next class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Professor Vickins walked unsteadily into the class room with a stack of papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hello class, no need to pull out your books today because we have a quiz.” The class began to groan in misery of the thought of a quiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“But we had no time to study for this quiz.” A girl Jane knew as Olivia piped up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Exactly, I want to see how much you have been paying attention to.” Olivia went to protest but saw that there was no point to and fell back into her seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Professor Vickins walked around the room and handed everyone a paper then went to go sit back in his chair and watch everyone struggle to find the answers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;It took the whole class a good hour to finish their quiz, Jane was certain that she had flunked the quiz. After everyone was done Professor Vickins swept around the room collecting the papers “I will be giving none of you homework this week.” The class rejoiced in this “but” said Professor Vickins raising his hand, which silenced everyone immediately. “You will be studying all next week for the test I will be handing out in two weeks. You must get a C or higher, if you happen to get a C or lower than you will have to re-take the test.” Everyone started to bemoan over the thought of getting a C.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Well I’m sure not going to get a C.” Kayla said as everyone walked out of the classroom leaving it empty. “Well me neither.” Jane assured her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Professor Vale’s class flew by, even though everyone had to write a two page report on Greek God’s who had control over the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Will we ever get a break from doing essays or reports!?” Kayla demanded as they exited their last class and headed for dinner, Jane just shrugged at the question. She didn’t seem to mind having essays from every other class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey Jane” Jane looked next to her and saw Jayden standing to her right, “do you want to sit with me?” Jayden asked swaying side to side smiling. Jane giggled “sure, could Kayla-“Jane looked next to her where Kayla had been but she wasn’t there anymore, she looked around and saw her talking to Anthony with a big smile on her face. “Oh never mind about Kayla” Jane said pointing towards her so Jayden could see. “Ah, that’s fine, Josh got himself a girlfriend and he’s going to sit with her so that means it will just be you and me.” Jayden said smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane’s stomach did a couple flips at the words “just you and me.” She put a smile on her face to hide what she was thinking; she was worried that she would fall in love with him all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-1734287009948377598?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1734287009948377598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/alright-class-i-want-you-each-to-choose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1734287009948377598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1734287009948377598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/alright-class-i-want-you-each-to-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-4077540786599698786</id><published>2011-05-14T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T13:55:52.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Good morning class!” Professor Vela said as she fluttered into the room. “How is everyone today?” The class looked around waiting for someone to speak up but no one did. Professor Vela nodded to say that she understood no one was willing to say anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now, before we get started I want to remind everyone to drop their homework off on my desk before you leave.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden saw that she was mostly directing her voice towards Josh and a few other boys next to him, Josh slowly sank into his seat and stayed like that for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now today we will be studying the muscles of a human. Everyone stand up and make room between each other.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The class stood up and spread their arms out to make room in between each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;While Jayden was standing there with his arms spread wide it reminded him of when him and his dad would make paper airplanes and run around the house chasing each other. He laughed to himself at the thought. Then one year for his birthday he got a yellow remote control airplane, each day after school he would walk down to the park with his dad and fly it. He crashed it several times but to his luck it had still run perfect. He started to wonder where that airplane had gone. Maybe his mom put it in the attack, or had his dad took it with him down to &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Florida&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/state&gt;? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Eyes up here class!” Professor Vela said merrily with her southern twang kicking in. It brought Jayden back to reality as he heard the &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;tap, tap, taps&lt;/i&gt; of her wooden stick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I’m going to give you a muscle and I want you to point to it. Oblique.” She said quickly, at first the class looked around at each other clueless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Jayden thought back to fifth grade when he had learned a song for his muscles; he tried to remember it singing it to himself quietly &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #414141; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.5pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pectoralis&lt;/span&gt; is a muscle in my chest My Deltoids lift my arms the best If I wanna take a peek Then I'll have to use Oblique The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pectoralis&lt;/span&gt; is a muscle in my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden looked around the room and saw that everyone in the class was still staring at each other blankly. It seemed like everything happened in slow motion like in the movies. He raised his hand and pointed it at his shoulder; it took Professor Vela a while to notice his finger pointing at his right shoulder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Mr. Kale, you are correct!” Said Professor Vela throwing her hands in the air in praise that one of her students knew something “your homework for today will be locating the rest of the muscles on this paper.” she said pulling up a piece of paper off of her desk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The rest of the class seemed to fly by for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden and Josh took their time walking to Creatures of culture, not because they didn’t like the subject but because of the Professor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hello class, please take your seats pull out your books and lay your homework in front of you.” Everyone quickly pulled out their books and homework and flipped to the page that was written clearly in chalk on the chalk board. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The lesson seemed to drag on forever, everyone jumped out of their seats and raced to the door when then bell went off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden and Josh were very pleased to see that they had no homework from Professor Nebula’s class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-4077540786599698786?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4077540786599698786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-morning-class-professor-vela-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4077540786599698786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4077540786599698786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/good-morning-class-professor-vela-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-4109875915832391497</id><published>2011-05-12T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:45:34.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane, I’m heading out early. Anthony wants to talk to me.” Kayla announced to Jane as she picked up a couple of books and jammed them into her bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Ok, have fun; I’m going to just be outside.” Kayla stood up and looked at Jane, who was sitting on her bunk flipping through a book. “Who is it?” Kayla asked with a need to know tone in her voice. “No one.” Jane replied, she kept her head down “it’s someone I know it!” Jane gave up on the whole lying thing “It’s Jayden that’s all.” Kayla’s mouth fell open “but we’re just friends and that’s all so don’t try getting any ideas.” Jane said before Kayla could say anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Kayla nodded and shut her mouth then picked up her bag piled with books, said goodbye, then left Jane sitting alone staring down at her book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane quickly got up and changed into one of her nice shirts that she used for church, then took some black eye liner and carefully drew a thin perfect line under her eye. She brushed her hair out, grabbed her jacket, took one more look at herself, and then flew out the door into the elevator and down to the golden statue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Am I late?” Jane asked as she approached Jayden who was leaning against the statue. He quickly stood up and put a large smile on. “Just on time” he said, even though he didn’t bother to look at the silver watch hanging on his wrist. He walked over to the doors and held one opened to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“It &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; really nice out.” Jane said, Jayden smiled and stuck his hands into his pockets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“When I was little my dad used to always take me on walks up to McDonalds in the summer and I would use my allowance to buy me a frosty, sometimes he would buy me one so I could save my money up and buy a big ice cream.” Jayden laughed and that made Jane laugh. “That sounds wonderful.” Jayden said, Jane nodded back “That was one of the best memories.” Jane could taste the vanilla frosty in her mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The rest of the walk was spent in silence, until they came to the wooden bench where the street light was hovering over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;They both took a seat and began to pull their books and papers out, after they finished Jayden began to stare intently at Jane. Jane knew very well what he was asking. She set her books in the empty space between her and Jayden then took a deep breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Do you believe in having two lives?” Jayden looked around, she knew what he wanted to know and this was not what he had in mind. “Just answer the question before I move on.” Jayden started to pull books out of his bag as he replied back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“No, I don’t.” He said flatly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane neatly folded her hands in her lap and went on “well in order for me to go on your going to have to pretend that you know, ok?” Jayden nodded back as he began searching deep in his bag for a pencil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“This is all I’m going to say for tonight.” After hearing this Jayden perked up in his seat and gave up with trying to find a pencil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I lived another life apart from this one.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;There was a very long moment of silence. “Wait, so you lived died and now you’re living again?” Jane had opened a book and was trying to concentrate on some homework; she then looked up at Jayden nodded and went back to her book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“How did you know that you lived another life though?” Jane shrugged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I have my connections.” She replied back, this time without bothering to look up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She guessed that Jayden had given up on asking anything else since he fell silent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So, what kind of stuff are you working on?” Jayden asked, trying to sound normal and relaxed even though it was clear that he wasn’t. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Well, right now I’m just answering a bunch of questions about earth quakes. What about you?” “I’m just answering a lot of questions about random animals.” Jayden said back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After that there wasn’t much talking. The wind had slowly started to pick up and began tossing some papers around. Jane soon became aware of the goose bumps covering her arms; apparently Jayden had to since he took off his black sweater and handed it to her. She looked up and sent a grin to him then went back to her work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“It’s about ten now, we should probably head back in now.” Jayden said looking down at his watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane nodded and started picking up her papers and books that were laying on the bench. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane and Jayden took their time walking back up to the school, Jayden’s hand kept brushing hers and she was afraid that he would reach out and grab it so she quickly set both hands on her bag that was around her shoulder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Goodnight, I’ll see you tomorrow maybe.” Jayden said waving to Jane as they went their separate ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey Kayla, I’m-“Jane stopped quickly, she heard a weird noise coming from Kayla’s bed. She crept over to the side of her bottom bunk and tapped Kayla on the shoulder. Kayla slowly turned over to face Jane, Jane saw streams of tears flooding down Kayla’s smooth face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Kayla what’s wrong?” Jane asked slightly panicking; Kayla sat up slowly and tried to calm herself down. After ten minutes of Jane cradling Kayla in her arms Kayla had calmed down and began to explain to Jane what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Anthony dumped me.” Were the first words that came out of her mouth. “Why?” Jane asked startled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Kayla took a deep breath to stop the tears from covering her face. “He sat me down and said that things weren’t working out and that he needed some time and….oh Jane I don’t know what I did wrong!” Kayla began to sob again; Jane took her in her arms and rocked back and forth. “It’s nothing you did, just let him have some time and maybe you guys can work things out.” She felt Kayla nod her head, if only she was lucky enough to be aloud to be in love like Kayla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-4109875915832391497?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4109875915832391497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/jane-im-heading-out-early.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4109875915832391497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4109875915832391497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/jane-im-heading-out-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-1368630999813572525</id><published>2011-05-09T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:20:28.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The next couple days were dreadful for him. He tried to ignore the pain of watching Jane pass by him at the meals of the day, and giggling with Kayla. Some days she would sit at the end of the third table alone, he had to fight every nerve in his body not to go over and sit next to her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He wondered each day if she somehow even thought of him, maybe tears were still silently escaping her eyes like they did the night they took a walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Mr. Kale, if you please look up here at me. If I have to repeat myself again to you then I will be glad to give you detention.” Jayden looked up at Professor Nebula, whose thin dark eyebrows were gathered in a bunch at the top of her forehead, and her lips were puckered like she was sucking an invisible sucker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now class, as I was saying I want you all to answer these questions. Theres thirty five and if you wish to pass you will have to get a B.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The class groaned in misery, but for some reason Jayden felt excitement overtake him. He thought maybe, just maybe, Jane would want to do homework with him and maybe she would start to explain things to him. Then all the questions that were swirling around in his head might be answered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After their lecture was over with Professor Nebula, they all filed out the door and into the dining room which was filled with the smell of pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden’s parents used to take him and Olivia to a pizzeria every Saturday night, he remembered the wonderful fresh smell of pizza and the sound of sizzling cheese on all the pizza’s that passed by him. His parents always got a garbage pizza, he remembered how he would pick off all the green peppers and give them to Olivia and Olivia would pick off all the sausage and give him them. His dad would tell funny things that happened at work over the week and he and Olivia would share grades from school and activities they did. His mom would sit back and just listen to them. Then they got divorced and all those wonderful times slowly began to fade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden hadn’t realized the fact that he wasn’t eating, but he was staring at his plate of pizza completely zoned out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jayden, Jayden!” Jayden wasn’t just pulled out of his world, but yanked by the arm out of it. “Ya” Jayden looked up, trying to figure out where the voice was coming from. Chills went straight down his spine as he saw Jane standing in front of him with a slight grin on her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Oh, hey, sorry I was just kind of zoned out.” Jayden said, he was trying to read her expression. He couldn’t tell if she was forced over to him or if she came over by choice to talk to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“That’s ok” she said waving her hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“When I was walking in here I saw you drop some homework, at least I think it’s yours.” Jayden took it from her hand and examined the paper. “Yup, this is mine. Thanks.” Jane was wearing such a bright smile that day that Jayden thought she was the one who was lighting up the room. “No problem, I’m gonna go finish my lunch.” Jayden quickly caught hold of her shirt. Jane looked down at her shirt then up to Jayden’s face, their eyes met for a single second then Jane turned away and tried to wipe Jayden’s hand off her shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Wait, would you want to do you homework with me tonight?” Then he saw the look in her eyes “just as friends.” He added before she could speak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane’s face changed in several different ways, as if she couldn’t decide which word to use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I-I guess, ya, that sounds good, just as friends, I’ll umm meet you at the coffee shop-“”No” Jayden interrupted, his hand was still clinging to her shirt. Jane’s head tilted side ways, like a dog when it gets confused. “Would you mind if we do it outside, by that bench with the street light over it.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane’s face read no, but her eyes were saying yes. “Why out there?” She finally asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Well, I thought it was a nice night out and you know it’s not to windy. Just perfect weather.” “Then, that sounds nice. I’ll meet you by the golden statue around nine.” Jayden smiled and nodded, then slowly let her shirt slip out of his hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-1368630999813572525?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1368630999813572525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/next-couple-days-were-dreadful-for-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1368630999813572525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1368630999813572525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/next-couple-days-were-dreadful-for-him.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-8437915624024538373</id><published>2011-05-07T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T08:29:55.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey Kayla, I’m heading out!” Kayla poked her head out of the bathroom “k, have fun! Tell me all about it when you get back!” “Will do” Jane responded as she skipped out the door and rode the golden elevator down to the main floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“There you are, I thought you’d never come.” Jane skipped over to him with her purple jacket hanging over her arm. “Sorry about that, you know how Kayla gets.” Jayden let out a grin “oh yes, I know how she gets.” Jane let out a chuckle “ready?” Jayden asked as he held open the wooden doors for Jane to exit out of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;They slowly took their time rounding the building; Jane had something important to notify Jayden with. She was very worried about the way he would take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So, tell me about your life.” Jayden looked down at himself “me?” Jane laughed “of course you, who else is around?” Jayden laughed along. He was so very relaxed with her, Jane was afraid that he was too relaxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Well let’s see, where do I start?” “Start from the day you were born.” Jane urged, Jayden nodded scratching his head. “I was born July first, in &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;Wisconsin&lt;/state&gt;, when I was three we moved away to &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;Texas&lt;/state&gt; and at eight we moved again to &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;California&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/state&gt;. A couple months later my parents started to get in a lot of arguments and they divorced…” Jayden’s voice trailed off, Jane slipped her hand into his and squeezed it. She could see the tears building up in his eyes, but he brushed them away before they could escape. “Is that all?” Jayden looked around in the sky “yup, that’s about it. Now, tell me about your life.” Jane looked around; she was trying to find the words to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Don’t know where to start at either?” Jayden asked, Jane shook her head “I just don’t know where it all started at.” Jane slowly lowered her head, “You can just start from when you were born. That’s the easiest time.” Jane again shook her head. “It’s a little more complicated then that.” “What do you mean?” Jane stared intently at his eyes, “nothing, it’s nothing. Let’s see, I’ll start from when my parents adopted me, I was two years old and they lived in a small home in &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Indiana&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/state&gt;. When I was five we moved to &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Florida&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/state&gt;, and that’s about all.” Jayden squeezed her hand, as if for some reason he felt sympathy for her. “I would have never guessed that you were adopted.” “It’s not that hard, my parents both have black hair and smaller eyes and here I have these big eyes and blonde hair.” Jayden took a strand of her hair and tucked it behind her ear reviling her face. “I love your eyes.” Jane looked up at him in astonishment. “You’re the first person to say that.” She said giggling “Really? That’s just crazy!” Jane’s face began glowing with happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey do you want to sit on this bench?” Jane asked pointing to a wooden bench, with beautiful designs covering its legs. “Ya that would be nice, how many times have we lapped this building now?” “Eight” Jayden let out a big heave of air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jayden, do you…like me?” Jayden stared down at his hands, “yes.” Jane seemed to mock him, she to stared down at her hands. “I don’t want you to.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden’s head snapped in her direction, she kept her head down. Not wanting to see his eyes, the color of them made her melt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Wait, why?” Jane unwillingly looked at him “I’m putting you in danger; I don’t want to do that.” Jayden was baffled. “What kind of danger?” “Life or death danger.” Jayden shook his head; Jane felt horrible and broke out into a sob. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Please, explain this to me.” Jane shook her head “I can’t” Jayden fell silent as he held Jane in his arms her tears wetting his shirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Then promise me something.” Jane’s sobs had ended but she was still clinging to Jayden, he felt her head rub up and down against his side. “Promise me that you will explain to me before we leave for summer vacation.” Jane looked up at him “alright, I will but promise me something then.” “Anything.” Jane looked away from his face not wanting to see his expression “Promise me that you will not love me, move on to someone else, and lets just stay friends.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;There were a few minutes of silence, she couldn’t resist the temptation. She slowly lifted her face to see his eyes once more filled with tears. Her hand slid into his hand once more, her eyes filled with tears as well but she hid her face in his chest not wanting him to see the pain that surrounded her eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden grabbed Jane’s chin and slowly lifted it up, tears trickled down her cheeks. He wiped away her tears with his finger. “We should be getting back before it gets too late.” Jayden said, wiping Jane’s hair out of her face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;They walked back to the school that night hand in hand, their fingers entwined together, neither of them spoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden stopped Jane a couple feet from the entrance of the school. “Jane, I know you want me to forget about all this.” Jane nodded looking at the ground; Jayden caught her chin and brought it to his face. “But, I will never forget. Jane. I love you.” Jane’s tears again got all caught up in her eye. “Don’t say that.” “I can’t help it. It’s the truth.” Jane just stared at him; she couldn’t explain how important it was that he forgot about her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;She slid her hand out of his and walked into the school without another word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-8437915624024538373?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/8437915624024538373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-kayla-im-heading-out-kayla-poked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/8437915624024538373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/8437915624024538373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-kayla-im-heading-out-kayla-poked.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-6043174362995125388</id><published>2011-05-06T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T07:45:48.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I heard you and Jane hit it off well at da dance, I thought yo said she already had a date?” Jayden slowly chewed his food, and then re-filled his mouth again with eggs. It took him a few minutes to finish the large, juicy bight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“It’s a long story…” Jayden finally answered, his mouth still lightly cluttered in eggs. “I’ve got all day.” Josh replied, Jayden thought about it, his mind twisting back to last night, the way she smiled just sent warm chills down his back. He reminded himself of how they danced, and how her face glowed like the moon in the dark night sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey man, you’re like zoning out here.” Josh said shaking Jayden, Jayden jerked in his seat “Oh sorry” “your thinking of dat Jane gal aren’t yo!” “If you were me you’d see how hard it is to get her off your mind.” Josh rolled his eyes “yo guys are little love birds, just ask the gal out and be happy.” Jayden shook his head “no, it doesn’t work like that. I need to get to know her better.” Josh shot him a crazy look “what do yo mean it doesn’t work dat way?” Jayden just looked back down at his plate. “You’ll get it when you fall in love.” “And when will dat be?” Jayden shrugged “well, I got homework to get done before tomorrow, so I’ll catch up wit yo later.” Jayden did a small wave, he was still half way asleep and still in his own world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey Jayden” Jayden looked up “oh, hey, want a seat?” Jane smiled and took a seat by Jayden “I was wondering if you wanted to go on a walk with me tonight?” Jayden looked down at his plate wishing that food was still covering it. “That sounds good, what time?” “I was thinking like at nine, since everyone will probably be doing their own thing.” Jayden nodded “I’ll be there, want to meet at the golden statue?” “Ya, that’s where I was thinking,” Jayden nodded and slowly looked away “I’ll see ya tonight then!” Jane said waving and running to catch up with Kayla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-6043174362995125388?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6043174362995125388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-heard-you-and-jane-hit-it-off-well-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/6043174362995125388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/6043174362995125388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-heard-you-and-jane-hit-it-off-well-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-7785044136006123380</id><published>2011-05-04T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T07:28:02.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane hurry! Anthony’s waiting on me, and I bet Jacob is waiting on you!” Kayla shouted while banging on the bathroom door “I’m almost done! My eyeliner keeps messing up.” Kayla stopped banging for a minute “You wear make up?” Jane opened the door “I do now…” Jane grabbed Kayla by the arm and pulled her out into the elevator; on the way down she kept fixing her shoes. “They look fine-““No, they don’t feel right!” Kayla rolled her eyes “we’re here so stop messing with your shoe and focus on Jacob.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane stood up straight, took a deep breath, and put a big smile on as she and Kayla walked out to where Jacob and Anthony were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey Jane, we’ll catch up with you guys later have fun” Jane smiled and waved to Kayla. Jacob took her hand and led her to the building containing the party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“You look absolutely beautiful tonight.” Jacob said with a grin, Jane looked down at the ground as her cheeks began to turn red “thanks, you don’t look so bad yourself.” He looked down at his shirt “you kidding me? This shirt has sat in my closet for who knows how long.” They both started giggling; suddenly Jane got a sick feeling in her stomach as they walked into the building and she saw Jayden sitting down with some other guys. He looked up at her and smiled then turned around quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Do you want to dance?” Jane looked around “umm, is it ok if I get myself a drink first?” Jacob looked around awkwardly then gave her a smile “sure, go ahead I’ll be here.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane took her time getting a drink; her stomach was still doing flips. Why did Jayden have to come? It was like he was a memory that just sat there nagging her, reminding her of how she had to turn him down. She was determined to enjoy that night and not let the thought of Jayden get in the middle of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Want to dance now?” Jane took a long look at Jayden before responding “yes, that would be great.” He smiled and led her to the dance floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He took her waist in his hands and she wrapped her arms lightly around his neck, a slow song came on Jane knew it to be I will always love you. Every time she went to her grandparent’s house they always had these old slow songs on. She motioned her lips to the song; she looked at Jacob’s eyes as he stared back. They were green with spots of sea blue in them. She caught herself wondering what Jayden’s eyes looked like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The song finally ended and the DJ announced the next song, which Jane also recognized, called love takes time. She and Jacob started dancing some more. “Are you enjoying yourself?” Jacob asked over the music playing “Yes, I am” Jane said grinning “good” he replied with a smile in exchange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;That song to soon ended and the DJ announced Dance forever was coming up next, Jacob and Jane exited the dance floor for a break. “Hey, do you umm mind if I go dance with another uh girl.” Jacob asked fumbling with his fingers “Go ahead, I’ll be here.” Jacob smiled and walked up to a group of girls, Jane was slightly happy to be able to have a break from him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Do you mind if I sit here?” Jane looked up and saw Jayden “Of course” Jayden’s smile reached both sides of his ears “thanks” Jane did you normal giggle “so that Jacob guy looks like a good dancer, but I’ve heard some rumors that he’s not a good kisser.” Jane started laughing and playfully smacked Jayden’s arm “hey, I’m not dating him” Jayden started chuckling “just giving you a hard time” he said with a wink. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey the songs over, I’ll leave so your date doesn’t get mad at me.” Jane grabbed Jayden by the arm before he could stand up all the way. “He probably won’t be coming back for me.” Jayden sat down and nodded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After a few minutes another song Jane knew came on, a whole new world, one of her favorite movies as well. “Hey, umm, do you want to dance?” Jane’s stomach did butterfly’s “yes.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He stood up and held out his hand for her, she happily took it and they walked to the dance floor hand in hand. He gently set his hands on her waist and she lightly set her arms around his neck. As they swayed back and forth she felt like she was flying, in heaven dancing on the clouds. They were both mouthing the words to the song “do you like this movie?” she asked “one my favorites” he replied, with a sparkle in his eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jacob danced the rest of the night with Madison Moore she was nice, a bit taller then him, but they were a cute couple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The night flew by, Jayden and Jane walked back to the school together. Jane still felt like she could fly, she looked around at all the girls and figured she had to be the happiest of them all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-7785044136006123380?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7785044136006123380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/jane-hurry-anthonys-waiting-on-me-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7785044136006123380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7785044136006123380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/jane-hurry-anthonys-waiting-on-me-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-4974338612475006595</id><published>2011-05-02T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T10:54:29.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What’s up wit dis dance thingy?” Josh asked as he and Jayden walked into their room, Jayden shrugged at the question. “Hey, yo and dat Jane gal should go to the dance together.” Jayden shrugged again. “Oh come on man! I know yo like her and she likes yo.” Jayden looked at him in surprise “she does?” “Ya man, haven’t yo noticed?” Jayden sat down on the bottom bunk, a smile shooting across his face. “Well, I’ll think about it.” “I’m headin to bed” Jayden twisted around in his bed some “ya me to, night.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The next couple of days were nothing but school, each class was high in chatter about the Saturday night dance, just about every guy already had a date, Jayden assumed Jane probably already had one to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Class, eyes up here please, I know we are all excited for the dance tomorrow but for now we are going to focus on today.” The class slowly quieted down, Professor Vickins paced back and forth in front of his desk. “Alright, today I will be collecting the essays and grading them. While I grade I want everyone to start working on this new potion, flip to page twenty five and you will see the recipe I have all the ingredients on the table by my desk.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The class handed in their papers then started on the potion, which was said to heal chapped lips, in ten minutes three students had finished and tested their potion to their luck it was successful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden and Josh were the last two to finish their potions, Jayden was proud at the fact that his potion was correct, unlike Josh’s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Here are your essays back, have a good weekend.” Josh and Jayden happily took their essays and ran up to the dining room. “Man, I got a C what did yo get?” Jayden hadn’t thought about checking his paper. “I got a B, not too bad for my first essay here.” Josh shook his head, and tucked his paper into his bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey, theres Jane yo should go sit wit her and ask her.” Jayden grinned “alright, I will” Josh laughed “that’s my man!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hi Jane, mind if I sit with you?” Jane looked up in shock “Oh ya of course” “Thanks” “yup, so how were your classes?” Jayden still had his essay clutched in his hand “Well, I got a B on my essay I guess that goes to say something.” Jane started giggling “hey I’ve got a question for you.” Jane finished swallowing her food before responding “and what is that?” Jayden purposely took a bite, trying to get rid of the butterfly’s that were swirling around in his stomach. “I was wondering, if you wanted to go to the dance with me?” Jane looked down at her plate “I already have a date. I waited for you to ask me, but I finally thought that you wouldn’t ask.” Jayden mocked her and looked down at his plate to “theres always next Saturday.” Jane said, trying to raise his spirits. “Who are you going with?” “Jacob King” Jayden nodded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“Hey Jane, who’s this?” A tall thin blonde head boy walked over to their table to take his seat, but it was occupied by Jayden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Oh, this is Jayden he’s just a good friend.” The boy nodded and smiled to Jayden “nice to meet you, I’m Jacob” Jayden stood up and gestured for Jacob to take his seat “nice to meet you to, Jane I’ll see ya around later.” Jane waved goodbye to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Did she say yes?” Jayden had just arrived at Josh’s table “She already has a date.” “Oh I’m sorry man.” Jayden waved it off “don’t worry about it.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-4974338612475006595?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4974338612475006595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-up-wit-dis-dance-thingy-josh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4974338612475006595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4974338612475006595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-up-wit-dis-dance-thingy-josh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-525947321063163924</id><published>2011-05-01T13:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:02:09.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey, Jane, where were you last night?” Jane looked around, she hadn’t realized her and Jayden had been out so late. “Oh, I just got caught up in my homework and decided to do it all in one night.” Kayla had completely ignored Jane’s respond; she was looking around the dining room for Anthony. “Will you just give it a break and sit and just eat with me for once.” Kayla ignored her again; she was now standing up on her chair looking around the large room. “Kayla, sit down!” This time Kayla looked down to Jane, she&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;stubbornly obeyed Jane and sat down “but, Anthony promised he would sit next to m-“ “To bad, you’re my friend and your going to have to remind Anthony that you have friends and maybe your friends want to spend time with you.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;There was a long pause between them then Kayla’s head slowly started to tilt down. “Hey theres my baby” Kayla’s sad, sorrow face turned into a happy gleeful one. Jane started eating again, trying to block out Kayla and all the pain that was thumping over and over again in her heart. She couldn’t believe that after the quick heart to heart talk she tried having with her Kayla still thought nothing of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Once Kayla had left, Jane let her blonde hair cover her face as tears poured down her tender cheeks and stained her eyes red. She kept praying over and over again that Jayden wouldn’t try to come over and see her. Someone up in heaven must have heard her since Jayden wasn’t even at breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The rest of the day was spent in playing “keep-away” from Jayden and Kayla, not wanting to talk to Jayden afraid that she would let all her anger of Kayla out on him and away from Kayla for the obvious reasons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She sat in her bed that night doing her homework, every now and then bursting out into tears that were un-explainable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Anger flowed throughout her as Kayla came skipping into the room with a yellow paper strapped tightly in her hand. “Jane, Jane! Look! They just put flyers up for Saturday night dance’s every Saturday of the whole school year! Oh Jane, you just have to go! I got the catalog for you to look through and you can choose your dress, I’ll buy it for you!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane’s anger level decreased majorly, she still couldn’t talk to her so her response was a nod. “Here’s the catalog, the dresses take two to three days to get in and look what dress I got!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Kayla flipped toward the back, and there on the page was a beautiful purple prom dress, with a violet string wrapped around the waist and diamonds lining the top of the dress along with different flower patterns on the bottom. “Beautiful right?” Jane couldn’t stop the smile from escaping her lips “thought you’d think so, now you need to find one!” Kayla said shoving the book into Jane’s arms then skipping out of the room with the flyer still in her hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She began flipping through the pages, at first unwillingly, but after a few minutes of seeing all the beautiful dresses, her excitement started to grow until she saw the dress that she knew she wanted. It was a blue strapless dress; it was slightly short just up to the knees, with a black ribbon tied around it and a black bow on the front, there were black flower designs on the bottom of the dress that stretched up to the bow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Her mouth fell in awe of the beauty, and just to think she would be wearing that. Immediately she ordered the dress, she kept chuckling at the look on her mom’s face if she saw her wearing a strapless dress. Kayla may have ruined the day but she seemed to fix it to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-525947321063163924?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/525947321063163924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-jane-where-were-you-last-night-jane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/525947321063163924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/525947321063163924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/05/hey-jane-where-were-you-last-night-jane.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-2362782274982518368</id><published>2011-04-27T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:05:54.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Two hours slowly ticked by for Jayden, he kept checking his watch over and over again until it read 9:15. He smiled at the site of Jane walking in with her pile of books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Look at that, right on time.” Jane did a slight giggle “I’ll be back; I’m going to buy myself a drink.” Jane set down her books and pulled out some change. “Wait let me go get you something.” Jayden said, pushing Jane’s hand full of money down to her side. Jane began to protest, but restrained it and perched herself in the middle of the blue material booth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden smiled; satisfied that Jane didn’t try to fight back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Here’s a hot mocha for you and an iced latte for me.” Jane clasped her hands together in delight “Oh, thank you so much!” Jane carefully sipped the hot drink rolling her eyes in contentment. “Is that any good?” Jayden asked with a hint of laughter in his voice, “It is defiantly the best mocha I have ever tasted.” They both started to smile with glee, “well, umm, we should probably get started with our homework.” Jane said looking down at her papers and books that were scattered in front of her, trying to hide the redness that was journeying across her thin cheeks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden set his bag on the blue table and began fishing through his papers and books to find the ones needed. Jane also started digging through her papers and books then shoved all the extras to the side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Are you doing an essay to?” Jayden asked in a drained voice. “Yup, what are you doing?” Jayden looked down at a piece of paper the read &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;five facts on rats&lt;/i&gt; “I used to have a pet rat!” Jane exclaimed snatching up the paper “wait, you did?” Jane nodded; she had already started writing down ten different facts about them on another sheet of paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Here, you can choose five facts out of all of those.” Jayden looked up with the biggest smile Jane had ever seen him wear. “Wow, thanks! Here I want to thank you by helping you with something.” Jane grinned, and searched her side of the table for a few minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Do you know the five biggest earth qu-“She didn’t need to finish for Jayden had already started listing a few down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He handed her back the paper within five minutes and began working on some other homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Several hours had passed, and they had finished all their homework. They were very pleased with the amount of time they used up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Thanks for helping me with this stuff” Jayden said scratching his head. Jane did her little cute giggle “you’re welcome, I’ll see you umm tomorrow.” “Yup I will see you then.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;They said their goodbyes and went to their rooms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-2362782274982518368?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/2362782274982518368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/two-hours-slowly-ticked-by-for-jayden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/2362782274982518368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/2362782274982518368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/two-hours-slowly-ticked-by-for-jayden.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-1199823254107272983</id><published>2011-04-26T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T06:47:24.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane and Kayla were also relieved to have finished class; they were loaded with homework from every other class. The only reason Kayla was happy about having homework was the fact that she would be able to spend some one-on-one time with Anthony. Jane did her usual fake smile, and did her now normal act of happiness for Kayla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Come on Kayla! I’m starving, one minute left and then I’m out of here.” Kayla groaned “Just wait, I have to finish fixing my hair. This stupid bow won’t. Stay. In.” She complained, Jane had loaned her a purple bow that meant nothing to her. “Come out here and I’ll fix it for you.” “No, no, I can get it in.” Jane heard her groan again and again, and then she began to criticize the bow. Jane had to do everything she could to keep from laughing. “Stupid bow, you are a brainless, worthless, idiotic bow.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After five minutes Kayla stumbled out of the bathroom, her hair looked more like a type of brown, fur ball; creature had attacked her head and planned to stay there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“How do I look?” Jane had to bite her lip to keep the laughter from barging out. “You look… wonderful.” She said ending it with a big fake smile. Jane was satisfied at the fact that Kayla believed her big lie and smile at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Oh, there’s Anthony! Want to join-““Na, I’ll catch up with you later.” Kayla smirked and jogged over to Anthony’s table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey Jane” Jane looked around; expecting it to be Jayden, she was happy to see it was him and Josh without that Emma girl. “Need a place to sit?” Jane smirked “ya, I was heading that way.” Jayden patted on a seat next to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So how has your guys classes been?” Josh and Jayden exchanged glances Jane nodded “Same here, the best teacher we have is Professor Fickins but I have a slight feeling that he is kind of lunatic.” Josh began laughing “Are yo kiddin!? That guy’s completely mad, but he’s like the best teacher we have!” Jane and Jayden started laughing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The rest of the meal was filled with jokes, and lots of laughing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So, I was umm thinking maybe you would well uh want to do your homework with m-me.” Jane smiled “I was hoping to find someone.” Jayden smiled back and Josh just rolled his eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So, you want to meet at Zendy’s around nine fifteen?” Jane looked down, afraid to show the blush that was rising up in her cheeks “that sounds good.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-1199823254107272983?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1199823254107272983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jane-and-kayla-were-also-relieved-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1199823254107272983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1199823254107272983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jane-and-kayla-were-also-relieved-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-202643831964250266</id><published>2011-04-25T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T06:49:23.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Binding plants with Professor Fickins was quick and easy, they learned how to heal a blueberry bush. Josh and Jayden found it somewhat enjoyable; they were amazed at how fast you could restore three broken twigs on a bush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;They were happy to see that the last class of the day was finally in sight. They walked into a funny smelling class room, instead of having desks they had three tables lined in a row. Josh looked around for a moment then went off to find a seat “That’s my seat!” A girl complained behind him “No, I took dis seat first it’s kinda mine now.” The girl folded her arms over her chest Josh rolled his eyes got up and walked back over to Jayden, who was still standing next to the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What does dat chick mean, it was my seat not hers.” Jayden shrugged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Please take your seats with your name, pull out your books, flip to page three, and put your eyes on me.” Everyone but Jayden and Josh had found their seats, they assumed the last two seats open were theirs. Jayden went to the end of the second wooden table (his seat read “Jayden”) and took his seat; Josh walked over to the middle of the first table and took his seat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So now you sit next to me.” A light tone whispered in Jayden’s direction, Jayden silently groaned at the voice as he pulled his book out to flip to page three. He did a quick side glance at his neighbor, he smiled, pleased that he had guessed the voice without the face but afflicted by who it was. Emma was the last person he would want to sit next to especially at the last class of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Attention, up here, eyes up here, Mr. Kale if you will be so kind as to look up to me instead at your book.” Jayden’s head flew up and his eyes focused on the Professor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Thank you, as you know I am Professor Vickins. I will be teaching you healing potions for this semester. Now, I want you all to begin reading you have five minutes.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden whipped his head back to his book and began reading&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Potions are a great way to save a life, but there are several dangers of potions.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;If you accidently add in the wrong potion, you are putting whoever takes this potion in great danger.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Some potions ingredients may not tell you exactly how long to cook the potion, or how much to add of something. This is why you should practice making potions several times so you have a fare idea of how to make it without any mistakes. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;This book will teach you over a hundred potions that you can create and exactly how long to cook. One main thing we want to talk about in-&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden slowly started to zone out, he felt that this type of stuff was worthless to read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Times up!” Professor Vickins said standing up out of his chair with his gold rusted watch clutched in his hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now I hope you had time to read it all, if not I expect you to. I’m going to hand out your homework now, you will be writing a two page essay on potions. I want you to give your opinion on potions and add a couple facts on them to. If you write more than two pages I will give you extra credit.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden and Josh sat in misery through the rest of the class, getting lectured on potions and what to do if something catches on fire while making it and what pots to use and not to use. He was amazingly surprised that he survived the last class of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-202643831964250266?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/202643831964250266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/binding-plants-with-professor-fickins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/202643831964250266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/202643831964250266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/binding-plants-with-professor-fickins.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-9143671305436435738</id><published>2011-04-24T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T12:03:58.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hello class” said Professor Fickins; he had just made it outside to the front of the school where the rest of the class was waiting. “Welcome to Dirt is earth, I am Professor Fickins and I will be teaching this class to you for this semester. Now no need to pull out any books today.” Professor Fickins guided his voice towards two girls who were looking around in their bags for their book. They looked up and carefully set down their bags. “Now today I want to teach you a few things on destruction. Now you see here we have a few tomatoes, say for some insane reason you want to blow it up” Professor Fickins threw his hands in front of him to show the blowing up process. “Now everyone get in front of a tomato, oh and before we start please go and grab a coat and a pair of goggles.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The class hustled over to the rack of white coats and goggles then back over to their shiny tomatoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Alright now, here are the steps listen very carefully I only have two tomato’s for each person. Let’s get started, step one, concentrate on the tomato, concentrate very hard.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Everyone began staring intently at their tomatoes. “Next, take your hands and cup them around the tomato, but don’t let your hands touch it.” Everyone mocked him; he looked around quickly then nodded in approval. “Now last I want you to slowly expand your hands, remember don’t lose concentration, and if you do it right it will soon-“ before he could finish his sentence Jane’s tomato blew up right before her eyes and covered her, Kayla, and another kid next to her in tomato juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Bravo Miss Andrews!” Professor Fickins began to clap; the rest of the class gave a little applause as well. Jane looked around and smiled “now lets try again, let’s see how many other students can blow up their tomatoes.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Three other students blew up their tomato’s that lesson, each time the class would do a little applause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Alright, everyone did well, for those who weren’t able to blow up their tomato we’ll work on it more tomorrow. Alright, no homework today from me, enjoy your day.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The whole class walked back into the school, filled with joy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-9143671305436435738?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/9143671305436435738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-class-said-professor-fickins-he.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/9143671305436435738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/9143671305436435738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-class-said-professor-fickins-he.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-101187564869649064</id><published>2011-04-23T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T08:16:36.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden and Josh were late to lunch; it seemed to almost be normal for them. “Look man, there’s no way I’m sittin next to the Emma gal ever again.” “Just one more time, I’m gonna have a talk with her so she’ll leave us alone and go off and bug some other guy.” Josh laughed “how do you plan that little talk of yours to go?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Emma, listen I have something to tell you.” Emma clasped her hands over her mouth “I knew this time was going to come! Oh, go on, I want to hear every little word you have to say Jay jay!” Jayden knew exactly what she was thinking “I, umm, I like somebody else, not you, so maybe you should, umm, go and find another guy to you know, hang out with.” Emma’s smile did not slowly fade, but it was gone immediately and her face was beginning to redden. “I LOVED YOU! AND ALL YOU CAN DO IS TURN AROUND AND GO OUT WITH SOME OTHER GIRL! FINE BE THAT WAY!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Emma tossed her napkin that was at one point sitting in her lap to the ground “Ya, that went well...” Josh said smirking, “ya, well it’s the truth and plus we can’t deal with her for the rest of the school year.” Josh agreed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Ten minutes later the bell rang again, Josh and Jayden grabbed up their bags and headed out the dining room door to their next class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Everyone have a good lunch?” Said a young blonde head man, Jayden remembered him, he was the one that Jane had fallen head over heals for. The class answered in nods, most the class nodded their heads, some shook their heads and others just didn’t bother to reply back. “Good, good, now welcome to mending creatures of the earth, I am Professor Lean and will be teaching you for this semester.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden shot a quick look at Emma who had, not surprisingly, found another guy to drive insane. Jayden then leaned back in his seat to relax. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now class, this week we are going to be learning the basics on how to treat several animals. Then next week we will slowly begin practicing on some.” The class began to talk back and forth; everyone was very excited to be able to use their powers on real animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Alright class, flip to page three” no sooner had he said that everyone had their books out, Professor Lean smiled at their progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“The first animal we will be studying today is the rat,” several girls gave shrieks “now, now, please calm down. Let’s start from the beginning.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-101187564869649064?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/101187564869649064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jayden-and-josh-were-late-to-lunch-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/101187564869649064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/101187564869649064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jayden-and-josh-were-late-to-lunch-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-4817958917659627688</id><published>2011-04-21T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T07:13:22.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The bell began to ring as Jane and Kayla were on their way to their next class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Good morning class!” Said a little plump lady “My name is Professor Vela and I will be teaching you destructions of the world, now go ahead and pull out your book and flip to page six and we will began our first lesson.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Everyone pulled out Destructions of worlds and lazily flipped to page six, Jane looked down to see a picture of three different tornadoes. Kayla slowly leaned next to Jane “this is gonna be as easy as putting icing on a cake.” Jane nodded, she had just been thinking the same thing, but last time she had tried icing a cake, the cake slowly started to crumble apart. She shook the thought out of her head as Professor Vela started talking about tornadoes, since she knew just about everything about them, she quietly pulled out a slip of paper and doodled on it for the rest of class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Before we are dismissed I have homework for you all, I want a three page essay on tornadoes by Wednesday.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The class groaned at the fact of an essay as they walked out of the classroom. Jane had already written three essays’s on them, except that they were only a page and a half. She could always just write extra big that would surely take up three pages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Everyone began rushing to the dining room for lunch, at the smell of it, it smelled like lots and lots of soup’s and sandwiches. She was pleased to see that she was right, “Jane, I’m gonna go sit with Anthony” “I’ll be over here.” She said, slightly yelling with all the chattering in the room, and then started another walk around the dining room trying to find a seat. She was disappointed that Jayden wasn’t there yet, so she found the usual spot at the end of the table and began to eat the sandwiches and soup that were laid out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-4817958917659627688?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4817958917659627688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/bell-began-to-ring-as-jane-and-kayla.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4817958917659627688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4817958917659627688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/bell-began-to-ring-as-jane-and-kayla.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-1887065894622348581</id><published>2011-04-20T17:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T17:12:18.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The next morning Jayden was shaken awake by Josh, “Man com’on! We’re gonna be late for breakfast!” Jayden rolled out of bed onto the wooden floor. “Ouch!” Josh didn’t even try to hide his laughter. “Com’on get some clothes on then get yo self down stairs! I’ll be waitin for yo.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After a few minutes Jayden came tumbling out of the elevator, still half way asleep. Josh and Jayden started running for the dining room, Jayden stopped at the sound of his name. He looked around and saw Jane running toward him shouting his name; he managed a smirk then remembered what had happened last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey, I was wondering if I could sit with you guys if that was ok, I mean I don’t-““That’d be great.” Jane and Jayden smiled at each other then awkwardly looked away and began walking toward the dining hall. Jayden, Jane, and Josh looked around for several minutes for an open seat. Then Jayden again heard his name, once he found who the voice belonged to he was determined to hide himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jay jay, I thought you would never come! Oh, who’s umm this?” Emma asked, giving Jane a disgusted look like Josh normally got from her. “This is Jane; she’s a very good friend of mine.” Jayden said putting his arm around Jane’s neck. Emma stood straight, looked Jane in the eye, then turned around and walked out of the dining room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So, is that Emma?” “Yup that’s her” “Snob” Josh muttered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The three of them shuffled over to three opened seats, as soon as they sat down they began digging into the breakfast foods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;They hadn’t been eating long when Professor Adric announced that it was time for them to leave for their classes. Then Kayla came and got Jane, before she could say good bye to Jayden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Well, we should probably head to our classes now.” Josh agreed as they made their way out of the dining room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jay jay! Sit next to me!” Jayden ignored her and walked to the other side of the room. Once he sat down Emma folded her arms and looked straight ahead. “I think she’s kinda mad at yo man.” Jayden did a quick glance at her and saw that she was pouting in her seat. “That’s alright, she can deal with it.” Before Josh could say anything else a very short plump woman walked into the room, her short red curls bouncing all over her head as she walked to the front of the class. She tapped a wooden stick on her desk, which drew everyone’s attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Good morning class, my name is Professor Vela. I will be teaching healing humans to you for this semester. You will learn how to heal humans the name just says it flat out.” She started giggling to herself; she had a country accent that no one would have expected to come out of a mouth like hers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She began drawing an odd picture that soon was clear to be the human body. “All right class, eyes up here.” She said tapping her wooden stick on her desk again. “Now, I would like for you to draw this out on a piece of paper.” everyone began rustling through their bags to find a piece of paper. Then they started drawing the picture that the board held upon it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Alright now that everyone’s done with that, let’s pull out our books and turn to page five.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden and Josh slowly survived through the first class, for the first day of school they didn’t have much homework; they just had to name all the parts of the body, they found that quiet simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-1887065894622348581?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1887065894622348581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-morning-jayden-was-shaken-awake-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1887065894622348581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1887065894622348581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-morning-jayden-was-shaken-awake-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-9173849952825589473</id><published>2011-04-19T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T06:40:26.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane went to her bunk that night, without Kayla. She was sure Kayla would come running in and going off about the wonderful talks they had and how he was so cute “and he knows how to make me laugh! Can you believe that he guessed my favorite color without me telling him! He’s such a cutie, oh Jane, it was so wonderful.” “Well, I’m glad at least someone enjoyed their self.” Kayla looked up to Jane’s bed in interest “what do you mean?” Jane looked down on Kayla “nothing, I’m going to bed, got to get up early tomorrow morning night.” “Ya, your right, night, oh wait Jane!” Jane perked up, hoping that Kayla would apologize for leaving her stranded with no friends in a sea of people “would you mind if I sit with Anthony again tomorrow for breakfast, you could sit with us if you’d like!” Jane slowly sank back down into her pillow “ya, that’s fine, I’ll try and join you.” “Oh thank you! Maybe I can get you hooked up with Ethan! He’s a cutie and defiantly your type.” Jane did not want to get hooked up with anyone. “Ok, whatever, goodnight.” Jane responded grumpily, and then slowly fell asleep.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Kayla, come on get out of bed! We have to go get breakfast!” Kayla rolled back and forth still partly asleep “Look if you want to go see Anthony I suggest you get your lazy butt out of bed!” Kayla sat straight up in bed, hitting her head against the top bunk. “Ouch! Who put that there?” “Look I bet Anthony’s downstairs right no-““OH MY GOSH!! I completely forgot! Go ahead downstairs and get a seat, I’ll be down in ten minutes, now go, get bye!” Jane was shoved out of the room and into the elevator. She had a feeling that this was going to be another off day for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She walked into the dinning room and immediately spotted Anthony, but instead of even walking his way she started wondering around the other side of the dinning room. “Jane! Jane over here!” Jane looked around and finally spotted Jayden waving his fork in the air. She smiled and began to walk his way, “hey, it looked like you kind of needed a spot to sit. Emma just left to go get a different pair of shoes on, won’t you take her seat.” Jane giggled and sat down next to Jayden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So who is dis gal?” “That’s Jane” Jane gave a little wave, and then dug into her plateful of food. Soon enough Kayla came walking her way. “Oh, Jane come on! I want you to officially meet Anthony and his friends; I just know you and Ethan are going to get along!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Kayla kept tugging at her sleeve to get her to come. “Kayla I’m fine I’ll meet him another time.” “He’s been looking forward to meeting you though, and seeing me.” She said letting go of Jane’s shirt for a second to wave over to Anthony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane finally gave in and told Jayden and Josh she would catch up with them later, and then left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey, there’s my baby girl” Anthony said with a smile spread across his face like butter spread on bread. “Is this Jane?” Jane nodded to him and took a seat between Kayla and another guy that was extremely nerdy. Jane leaned over to Kayla “Which one’s Ethan?” Kayla took a minute to look around the table then smiled “See the one sitting next to you? That’s him.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane looked to her side, she would never date some guy that was constantly picking his nose, had to have some kind of school work in front of him to keep him from going insane, and had the most chapped lips you have ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Umm, Kayla, you sure that’s him?” Kayla nodded “Hey, Ethan, meet Jane. She’s interested in you.” Kayla then turned back around and started chatting with Anthony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Ethan looked over in Jane’s direction “Hi, I-I’m Et-th-than, w-wi-will you g-g-g-go o-out w-with m-m-me?” Jane gave a cheesy smile and leaned over to Kayla “You didn’t tell me he gets this nervous around people.” Kayla turned around to face her “Oh, he has a stuttering problem.” And then Kayla’s back went to her face again. Jane just smiled at Ethan, got up, and walked out off into the girl’s restroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She was so furious with Kayla; she couldn’t have at least found a decent man for her instead of setting her up with a guy who could barely talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Ten minutes later she walked out of the bathroom still filled with anger and tears slowly trickling down her face. Suddenly she felt herself hit something hard, she hoped that it wasn’t going to be Kayla, she didn’t want to get anywhere near her for the rest of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Oh, Jane are you ok?” Jane looked up to see the second person on her list not to meet, Jayden. “Ya, ya I’m fine. Sorry about that.” “Are you ok? You look like you’ve been-““I’m fine, don’t worry, I’ll talk to you at lunch.” Jayden stepped back to let Jane pass, she looked back to see him picking up his books that she had caused him to spill. She felt horrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-9173849952825589473?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/9173849952825589473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jane-went-to-her-bunk-that-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/9173849952825589473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/9173849952825589473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jane-went-to-her-bunk-that-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-5939149136264787211</id><published>2011-04-18T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T06:24:01.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jay jay, come sit over here!” Emma said, standing up waving her hand at the end of a table. Jayden and Josh quickly glanced around the room, trying to find another pair of seats. They realized there were no other seats open, slowly they dragged their feet over to Emma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“No, Josh you sit there, Jayden can sit next to me.” Josh rolled his eyes and walked to the other side of the table, “Snob” Josh murmured under his breath. “So, I was thinking we should try and do our homework together tomorrow night, to celebrate our first day of school!” “Well, umm-““What kinda person would wanna celebate a first day o’ school!?!?” Josh asked, barging into the middle of Emma’s and Jayden’s conversation. “I and Jayden would! And you Mister really need to learn how to talk!” “I do know how ta talk! Yo just dunno how ta talk like me!” “I could talk like you any day!” “O, really… I would love to hear yo talk like me.” Josh and Emma were drawing way to much attention; Jayden stood up walked around the table, grabbed Josh by the arm, and pulled him out of the dinning room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Man, what was dat for! I was just getting started wit her!” “Look, I don’t like her either, but you could at least try not to yell like that!” Josh looked down at his feet “Sorry man…” “It’s cool.” “Yo know dat Emma gal is gonna come runnin out here any moment.” “That’s why we’re going to our bunks and staying there until tomorrow.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-5939149136264787211?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/5939149136264787211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jay-jay-come-sit-over-here-emma-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/5939149136264787211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/5939149136264787211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jay-jay-come-sit-over-here-emma-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-6062459749775563811</id><published>2011-04-17T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T11:57:09.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;A few hours later Jane and Kayla headed to dinner, the second they walked into the dinning room Kayla had found Anthony and ran over to grab the chair next to him before anyone else could. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane started walking back and forth through the rows of tables; having no luck with finding anyone she could try and make friends with (since they were all with their friends) she walked over to an empty seat at the end of a table and seated herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane found herself wishing that Jayden was there, that he would walk up to her and ask if she would go sit with him, but that didn’t happen. It was obvious; she had officially run out of luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-6062459749775563811?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/6062459749775563811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/few-hours-later-jane-and-kayla-headed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/6062459749775563811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/6062459749775563811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/few-hours-later-jane-and-kayla-headed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-4492289681136361826</id><published>2011-04-16T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T12:23:30.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So who dat gal yo was sittin’ wit?” “Oh, just a friend…” Josh nodded. Jayden and Josh had been passing a baseball back and forth for over an hour by the time Emma came by. “Hey there Jay jay” she said smiling, and giggling to herself. Jayden rolled his eyes, “Hi.” “Hey wat yo doin’ here? Leave this poor kid alone, can’t yo tell when a man needs man time?” Emma just swatted her hand in his direction, “So Jay jay, I was wondering if you would mind buying me something to snack on. I’m very hungry.” Jayden shrugged his shoulders, “you already used up all my money, so looks like you’ll need to buy you something.” Emma laughed “So you think saying that will get me out of your hair! I don’t think so! My Daddy owns ten houses, five limos, thirteen flat screen TV’s, and enough money to make your mouth drop open! You better give me that money!” Jayden threw his mitt on the ground. “Look Princess, I don’t have any-““Here, take this money an leave him an me alone.” Emma looked at Josh with disgust, turned on her heel and walked off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Snob” Jayden nodded in agreement, then picked up his mitt and went back to pitching their baseball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-4492289681136361826?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4492289681136361826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-who-dat-gal-yo-was-sittin-wit-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4492289681136361826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4492289681136361826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-who-dat-gal-yo-was-sittin-wit-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-7536349975573191398</id><published>2011-04-15T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T07:24:04.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;By the time dinner was over Jane had made several friends. One was also a new comer, Kayla James. She had to run away from home to get to this school as well. They did everything together that day, got the same bunk, went outside and took a walk around the school together, they even went around and decided which boys were cute and which weren’t. But Jane had her eye set on one boy; she could tell he felt the same way about her. She didn’t dare tell anyone though; he probably got himself a girlfriend the second he stepped into the school. He had brown shaggy hair, and sea green eyes, Jayden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She had gotten so caught up at the thought of him she forgot to take her turn in checkers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane? Jane! It’s your turn” Jane looked around the checker board, startled, and moved her piece. “Ha! I won! Third time in a row, wooh-hoo!” Jane laughed as Kayla got up and did her victory dance. “Want to play another game?” Jane looked around the room, “ah fine, what do you want to do?” “Well, I was thinking we could go and look at the schedule for tomorrow.” Kayla sighed “alright, be there in a second gotta clean up the checkers.” Jane took the elevator and waited for Kayla by the gold statue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Alright, I’m here lets go.” Kayla said dragging herself to go with Jane, Jane could tell Kayla did not under any circumstances want to go look at the schedule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane walked over to the schedule tacked to the board by the dining hall that read:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;First semester schedule for House Dituas:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From eight to nine- Breakfast&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From nine to ten thirty- Centaury of earth quakes with Professor Nebula&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From ten thirty to eleven- break&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From eleven to twelve- Destructions of the world with Professor Vela&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From twelve to one- Lunch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From one to two- Dirt is earth with Professor Fickins &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From two to three thirty- Light in the sky with Professor Vale&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From three thirty to four thirty- Defensive with Vickins with Professor Vickins&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From four thirty to six- Break&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From six to seven thirty- Dinner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From seven thirty to nine thirty- Break/ snack area open/ bed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;From nine thirty to ten thirty- Get ready to head to bunks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Wow, we have a busy schedule.” Kayla said boredly, “I can’t wait to start!” Kayla looked at Jane “You are crazy my friend, hey I’m going to go grab myself a snack from Zendy’s, have you been over there yet? It has great service and it’s a perfect place to do homework.” Jane shook her head “I’ll go visit it tomorrow, and would you mind buying me a Mocha?” Kayla nodded and held out her hand for Jane to give her two dollars. Jane did so, then walked outside to the benches and took a seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hey, do you mind if I take a seat?” Jane looked up expecting to see Kayla, even though it was a male’s voice, but instead it was Jayden. “Ya, of course you can” “thanks” They both smiled at each other then awkwardly looked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So, umm, you made any friends yet?” Jayden nodded “two friends, Josh and Emma, Josh is pretty cool but Emma she is, umm, obsessed over me.” Jane laughed “well what do you expect?” Jayden looked at her suspiciously “what’s that suppose to mean?” “Well, you are good looking, and you seem to be umm, you know.” “I do?” Jane looked around, beginning to blush again “You’re, well, attracting, I mean most guys are like that, but, well I uh, got to go, uh sorry, bye. See you tomorrow at uh, breakfast.” She got up and stumbled off back into the school. She felt like a complete idiot, why had she even asked that question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane walked back inside the school almost running into Kayla. “There you are! I was walking around the whole school looking for you!” “Even the bathrooms?” “Ok, so not the whole school, but guess what!” Jane looked around, Kayla had kind of yelled out her last sentence and there were several people looking at them. Jane pulled Kayla over by the gold statue “what?” Kayla began to turn awfully red “Anthony Monk asked me out!” Jane gave Kayla a confused look, “you know, one of the new kids here.” Jane’s face still read the same expression “oh, come with me and I’ll show you.” Jane was then dragged into Zendy’s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“See, the kid sitting there with the yellow shirt on, theres a guy on the other side with blonde hair and a red shirt, and on the other side of him is a guy with a purple shirt on.” “Why a purple shirt?” Kayla sighed “That doesn’t matter! Do you see him?” Jane nodded; Anthony had blondish hair and teeth that defiantly needed to be brushed. She figured he would actually be cute if he had a decent hair cut. “He’s waving to me! Wave back!” Jane gave a cheesy smile and did an awkward wave while Kayla was flinging her hand from side to side as fast as possible. “Ok, lets go, you can sit with him during dinner.” “Really!” Jane nodded, “I’ll just go, and you know make some new friends.” Her voice slowly started to fade; she was hoping Kayla would at least invite her to sit with them. “Oh thanks a million! I’m sure you’ll make plenty of friends!” Jane tried achingly hard to squeeze a smile, but it had defiantly failed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-7536349975573191398?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7536349975573191398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/by-time-dinner-was-over-jane-had-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7536349975573191398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7536349975573191398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/by-time-dinner-was-over-jane-had-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-8587667204253593182</id><published>2011-04-14T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:04:24.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“All new comers please make your way over to the golden statue!” Jayden kept getting shoved around in the great hall of the school; he started looking around for a gold statue it took a while to finally spot it. It was a large bird, had the feet of a goat, the tail of a lion, and the mouth of a duck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“All new comers over here!” Jayden made his way over to the tall thin woman, her black hair was put up into a tight bun, and she wore a tight dark purple dress and had purple lipstick that covered her thin like lips. Her eye brows were cut very thin, she stood by the statue looking at her wrist which held a watch. Jayden set down his bags and stood by the statue, suddenly there was a familiar face, she had blonde hair and blue eyes. She kept getting shoved around (just like him) and dropped her bags several times. Jayden ran over to her and grabbed two of her four bags. “Looks like you could use a hand, remember me?” Jane, the girl he had ran into at the weird town, looked up and smiled. “I do remember you, thank you so much; I made sure to pack extra.” Jayden smiled “I can tell” Jane giggled back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Come along new comers, this way!” The tall woman led everyone to an elevator that went up higher then they could see. “Those who belong in the house of Livatuss, you will go to the second floor boys you will go to the right and girls to the left. Those who belong in the house of Dituas you will go to the third for same direction for the girls and boys.” She continued to name off houses, and after what seemed like forever they finished their tour through the school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now you may all go and take your seats in the dining room.” All the new comers made their way to the dining room, Jayden was expecting to walk into a small room that contained a couple tables, but it was nothing like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;They walked into the dining room to see, there were about ten tables lined in a row, with fresh, steaming food lining the tables. The walls were covered in candles, some bigger then others, there was one long table in the very back of the room with two candles on either side of the long table. There were several adults already sitting at the long table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane walked up to Jayden slightly blushing. “Umm, Jayden, would you, uh, want to come sit with, um, me?” Jayden flashed her a smile “That sounds good.” Jane smiled back, and they went searching around the room until they raked out two seats side by side. They took a seat and were about to reach for the food when a fourth year leaned over to them “Don’t eat the food yet! Professor Adric still has to make his speech.” Jayden retrieved his hand immediately and tapped Jane on the shoulder to tell her the same thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hi, I’m Jocelyn Dane, fourth year here, I’m in house Hantuff.” She said pointing to a group of her friends, while smacking on minty gum. “I’m Jayden Kale” Jocelyn nodded with a smile. “I have to go, but I’ll see you around Jayden.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;A tall man, slightly plump, with silver hair stood in front of the long table in the back of the room. “Hello everyone” the noise in the room decreased greatly and everyone’s focus went up to the long table. “Welcome to Zenrell School of Powers it’s a pleasure to have you all again this year, for those who don’t know me I am Professor Adric. Before everyone starts eating, let me introduce all the Professors for this year.” Professor Adric looked back at the long line of Professors sitting at the table. “Our Professor’s are, Professor Vela.” A short plump woman stood up, her lips puckered together, and her curly red hair bouncing up and down as she stood up and smiled then sat back down. “Next is Professor Fickins” A normal height man stood up, he was older with little round glasses and curly blonde hair that had obviously not been brushed out in several days. “The next and newest Professor is Professor Nebula.” The tall thin woman that had been their tour guide through the school stood up, she did not smile or wave like the other Professors did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“We also have Professor Vale” another woman stood up, she was the only one that actually looked normal out of all of them. She looked like she was in her thirty’s; with short brown hair that was cut to her chin and a smile the made the whole room glow. “We have Professor Vickins” A tall thin man dressed in all brown with a cowboy hat on stood up. “Our youngest Professor is Professor Lean” A tall handsome blonde head man stood up, Jane gasped and began smiling. Jayden rolled his eyes, how could she see anything in him? Jayden looked like that, somewhat; he had brown shaggy hair and green eyes. Big deal if he didn’t have blonde hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Next Professor is Professor Chanes.” Another man stood up, he was Chinese, and like Professor Nebula he did not smile either. “Then we have Professor Nate and Professor Coop.” Both stood up at the same time and they both smiled and waved, one had brown hair and the other had red hair, they were both the same height and looked rather friendly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now last thing is to name off the houses the new comers will be joining. Professor Nebula will be assigning these houses.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Professor Nebula stood up, nodded toward Professor Adric, then took a long sheet of paper and began naming off names.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Kayla James, House Dituas” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Anthony Monk, House Livatuss” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Emma Skang, House Hantuff” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Isabella Dung, House Fontuko”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jacob King, House Dempi”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Ethan Rains, House Linase”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Madison Moore, House Livatuss”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Abbey Hall, House Fontuko”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane Andrews, House Dituas”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jayden Kale, House Hantuff”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Sophie Carter, House Linase”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Mary Bell, House Dempi”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Nicole Price, House Fontuko” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Josh Sanders, House Hantuff”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Vanessa Valentine, House Dempi”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Kayla Dane, House Dituas.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Olivia Stab, House Dituas.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After she finished she walked back to her seat and Professor Adric took her spot on the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Thank you Professor Nebula, Now that you all know your places here in this school let us eat.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He smiled a long smile over all the students then took his seat at the long table. Everyone else began to dig into the plates of food set on their table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-8587667204253593182?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/8587667204253593182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-new-comers-please-make-your-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/8587667204253593182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/8587667204253593182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-new-comers-please-make-your-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-4937838222736469527</id><published>2011-04-11T16:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:12:40.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;Jane finished stuffing her bags with clothes, and scribbled a note down for her parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Dear Mom and Dad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I will be gone for the whole school year; I’m going to a different school. I have powers, powers! Can you believe it! Anyways, the school I will be attending is &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Zenrell&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; of Powers. I will be sure to write to you once I get there. I love you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;-Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She then tip toed down the stairs avoiding her parents, who were in the kitchen discussing about bills, she then slipped herself through the front door quietly and began her walk to the closest gas station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;It took half an hour before she arrived at the local gas station. She saw the black limo and felt a rush of relief run over her. She had found it, and was now defiantly going to her new school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She climbed into the limo; a normal man turned around and looked her in the eyes. “Name, power, and school” “Jane Andrews, Destruction power, Zenrell School of Powers” the driver nodded and started the engine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane looked next to her and realized there was another girl a little older than her buckled in the seat to the right. “Oh, hi!” The girl looked up from her book she was reading. “Hi” she then went straight back to her book. “I’m Jane Andrews” the girl looked up again “Vanessa Dwight, nice to meet you.” She gave Jane a smile and again went back to her book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;An hour passed, then two hours, then three hours, until... “Oh, it looks like we’re here!” Jane exclaimed, Vanessa looked up and out the window, Jane saw a grin flash across her face but it soon disappeared and she hid her face in her book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-4937838222736469527?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4937838222736469527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jane-finished-stuffing-her-bags-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4937838222736469527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4937838222736469527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jane-finished-stuffing-her-bags-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-1041595285881243383</id><published>2011-04-10T05:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T05:18:45.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Days slowly passed by for Jayden, until that week was over and summer break had come to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hurry, Jayden we can’t be late!” Jayden grabbed the last of his things “I didn’t know there was a certain time we had to be there!” Jayden yelled back down to his mom, as he collected a couple extra things he had forgotten to pack.” Of course there is! Well, if you want to get first dibs on your bunk.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden poked his head down the stairs “Mom, it doesn’t really matter what bun-““Come on! We need to leave!” Jayden grabbed his two bags stuffed with clothes and books. “You have lots of shirts?” “Yes mom” “Pants?” “Yes mom” “Socks?” “Yes mom” Under-““Mom, I have everything don’t worry.” His mom nodded in agreement “yes, yes your right.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden loaded his two bags into the trunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The rest of the trip was spent in silence, Jayden didn’t want to show it, but he was slightly nervous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now remember, write to me three times a week, take a shower daily, always do your homework. And please, stay out of trouble.” “I will, don’t worry.” Jayden finished sticking his bags into the back of the limo, gave his mom a hug, and then climbed into the black limo. The driver turned around, he was a smaller man half way bald, “What’s your name, power, and school?” Jayden should’ve guessed this was coming “Jayden Kale, Healing power, Zenrell school of powers.” The driver nodded, started the limo, and began driving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-1041595285881243383?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1041595285881243383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/days-slowly-passed-by-for-jayden-until.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1041595285881243383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1041595285881243383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/days-slowly-passed-by-for-jayden-until.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-7410006704330495147</id><published>2011-04-09T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T10:50:00.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Mom, I’m home!” “Did you get eggs?” Jane looked down at the pile of books in her hands and realized there were no eggs among them. “Well, they were, um, out of them” “What do you mean out of them?” Jane paced up the stairs. “I’ll explain later! I got some, uh, chores I need to do in my room!” She then made a dash for her room, shut and locked the door, then sat down with her big pile of books and began going through them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;It was only a week left until she would be finally leaving her home and going off to a boarding school that she actually wanted to go to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jane time to eat!” Her mom called from the kitchen “Ok, be there in a minute!” Jane hollered back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As they were eating Jane’s mind randomly left the present time and went back to when she met Jayden. He was very sweet; she could see his eyes and the way they stared at her with a twinkle in them. It made her grin to think about it, she quickly wiped the smirk off her face. She didn’t want to have to explain to her parents about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;She was afraid to like him, or love him, or even put feelings towards him. She knew if he ever felt the same way about her there would be a consequence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-7410006704330495147?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7410006704330495147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/mom-im-home-did-you-get-eggs-jane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7410006704330495147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7410006704330495147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/mom-im-home-did-you-get-eggs-jane.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-3951409230743129182</id><published>2011-04-08T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T07:59:15.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;That morning Jayden also found a letter sitting on his desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dear Mister Jayden Kale,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;We are very pleased to hear that you will be attending &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Zenrell&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; of Powers. We have your classes and books you will need. Read below to find the list of books.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Books:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mending and trending insects by: Lane Will&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Learning of your body by: Kate Hunder&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The fixing of plants by: James Ink&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Potions of healing by: Tim Kane &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Knowing your enemy by: Anne Till &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your classes will be: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mending creatures of the earth with: Professor Lean&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Healing humans with: Professor Vela&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Binding plants with: Professor Fickins&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Potions for Penastails with: Professor Vickins &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Creatures of culture with: Professor Nebula &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To go and collect your books you will go to the nearest store and look for a sales man standing in front of it, tell him your name, power, and what school you are representing. He will then lead you to the town where you will find these books. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you are ready to find your ride to &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Zenrell&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; of Powers, you will find a black limo in front of your local gas station. Then once you get in to the limo they will drive you to the location of the school. We will be very excited to see you. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Head Professor of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Zenrell&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; of Powers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Damon Adric &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden bustled down stairs and handed the letter to his mom, “Well, do you want to go now or later on?” “We could go, um, now” His mom smiled, he could tell she enjoyed doing these things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Now remember to tell the man your name, power, and school yo-““I’m representing, I know I’ve read it over five times now.” His mom nodded and stopped in front of the closest store. They both quickly got out and walked up to the salesman. His mom nudged him in the side to go on and start speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Hi, there, umm, my names Jayden Kale, my power is healing, and I am representing Zenrell School of Powers.” The tall, buff man nodded to him, and said in a deep voice “Follow me.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden hesitated for a moment until his mom grabbed his arm and motioned for him to follow. They walked over to a semi truck parked by the store, he opened the back and a ladder fell down. His mom thanked him and walked up the ladder into the truck; Jayden looked around and finally decided to climb into the large truck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He stepped into the semi and there were, people, lots and lots of people. It was like a mini town, you would have never guessed that it was even close to being the inside of a truck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Jayden, come on this way!” He looked around and saw his mom; she was standing in front of a book store. He went running for her but only took three steps before he smashed into someone else. They both went tumbling to the ground, she had a stack of books in her hand that all went flying around them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Oh, I’m so sorry!” The girl said in panic, trying to pick up all her books before they got ruined by the puddle of water on the ground. “Are you ok?” Jayden asked, she looked up at him and he found himself grinning. For she looked about his age, and she was beautiful, blonde hair, sea blue eyes, and a smile that could light up your day “I’m fine, sorry about that, kind of in a rush, I’m Jane” Jayden smiled “Jayden, Jayden Kale” They shook hands, Jayden couldn’t stop smiling at her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He finished helping her clean up her books, and waved good bye to her, then ran to the store his mom had disappeared in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“No, no, no! I said mending and TRENDING insects!” The owner of the store picked up a book and held it in front of her face, he pointed to the cover which read &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Mending and&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;tending to insects around the world&lt;/i&gt;. He began talking in Spanish; neither of them could understand the old man. “This man is helpless; I suppose he doesn’t own this book.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She took a deep breath, and put on her smile. “Do you have the potions of healing?” The man looked around the room filled with books and started nodding his head with a big smile on his face. He pulled down a book that read &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;the steps of healing&lt;/i&gt;. His mom tried to stay calm, smiled, and replied “We’re not interested thank you.” And they both walked out the door onto the busy street. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-3951409230743129182?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/3951409230743129182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/that-morning-jayden-also-found-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/3951409230743129182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/3951409230743129182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/that-morning-jayden-also-found-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-4960402829884207386</id><published>2011-04-07T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T06:45:30.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The next morning Jane woke up to a letter lying on her desk, she read the address (seeing it was from Zenrell School of Powers) she quickly opened it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dear Miss Jane Andrews,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;We are very pleased to hear that you will be attending &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Zenrell&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; of Powers. We have your classes and books you will need. Read below to find the list of books.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Books:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Destruction of worlds By: &lt;city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;Stanley&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/city&gt; Hearth &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tornados or tomatoes? By: Emilia Jays&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Earth Quakes of the centaury By: Temblor Hanes &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;History of lightning By: Kennedy Franks &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Defense of life By: Bob Seed &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your classes will be:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Destructions of the world with: Professor Vela &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dirt is earth with: Professor Fickins&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Centaury of earth quakes with: Professor Nebula &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Light in the sky with: Professor Vale &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Defensive with Vickins with: Professor Vickins &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To go and collect your books you will go to the nearest store and look for a sales man standing in front of it, tell him your name, power, and what school you are representing. He will then lead you to the town where you will find these books. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;When you are ready to find your ride to &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Zenrell&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; of Powers, you will find a black limo in front of your local gas station. Then once you get in to the limo they will drive you to the location of the school. We will be very excited to see you. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Head Professor of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Zenrell&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; of Powers&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Damon Adric &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Mom, I’ll be back in a hour” Jane’s mom looked up from the computer “Where are you-“ “saw we were out of, uh, eggs. Be back!” Her mom looked at her again “We don’t need eggs” but it was too late, Jane had already ran outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Umm, excuse me sir” The tall salesman looked down up on Jane, she was sure she had found the wrong man. “What do you want?” Jane looked around, and then gathered her courage inside her like a big ball of energy. “My name is Jane Andrews my power is destruction and I am representing Zenrell School of Powers.” The salesman looked down at her and nodded “Follow me.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-4960402829884207386?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4960402829884207386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-morning-jane-woke-up-to-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4960402829884207386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4960402829884207386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-morning-jane-woke-up-to-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-7735287081329748022</id><published>2011-04-06T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T07:21:12.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The next morning Jayden got a letter exactly like Jane’s. “Oh I knew this day was going to come! It was your powers that healed that rabbit! Oh honey I’m so proud of you.” Jayden looked around the room in bafflement. “What exactly did I do? And what do you mean I have these umm” “Powers” Jayden nodded “Ya powers.” His mom gestured for him to sit down “Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot how it was to first find out. Let me make things more clear. When I was your age I did the same thing, I picked up a hurt bird though, and healed it without knowing. I thought there was something seriously wrong with me but it was just my powers kicking in.” Jayden was still trying to take everything in. “So do you like, er, inherit powers or something?” “Some do, I didn’t though, they just came to me and I went to this same school!” His mom exclaimed tapping her finger on the letter&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“That’s where I met you’re, umm, dad...” She trailed off; they hardly ever spoke of his dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“So was it because two power people-““Penastails” “What?” “That’s what people like you and me are called, Penastails.” Jayden did another glance around the room, hoping that someone would jump out from behind the curtains, or from in the kitchen announcing that this was a big prank and that there was no such thing as powers. But that idea seemed to fail. “Ok, so did I inherit powers from you and da-““yes” Jayden nodded, he was still slightly confused. “You are a full Penastail though!” “Is that good?” His mom gave him a grin “that’s wonderful!” Jayden tried to squeeze a smile out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;His mom picked up the letter and read it over again. “Now, it’s your choice if you go. If you do I will be more then happy to go and buy your books right away.” Jayden looked up from his lap, “What if I don’t go?” “Well, after a year of no control over your powers you simply….lose them.” Jayden looked back down in his lap. “Ok” His mom stood up “I’ll give you some time to think about it.” Saying that she walked out of the room to fix dinner, leaving Jayden still completely confused on what to do. He wanted to be normal, live a normal life, and have a normal family. He stopped himself, how would his family ever be normal again? It wasn’t like his Dad would randomly show up on his front porch asking his mom for forgiveness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;He stood up and walked into the kitchen “I’m going.” His mom looked up from the cutting board and gave him a slight smile. “I’ll send out a letter after dinner, and we can get your books in a couple of days.” Jayden nodded in agreement and walked off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-7735287081329748022?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7735287081329748022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-morning-jayden-got-letter-exactly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7735287081329748022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7735287081329748022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-morning-jayden-got-letter-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-1462789861037458609</id><published>2011-04-05T06:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T06:37:15.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After breakfast passed the mail man arrived, Jane bustled upstairs to take care of her chores. “Jane! You have a letter!” Jane shuffled down the stairs with a perplexed look hanging on her face. “From?” Her mom looked down at the letter “It says ‘Zenrell School of Powers’ you know what, let me just chuck this. It’s probably just some club for kids your age.” Jane agreed, and then ran back up stairs to finish her chores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;It wasn’t long after she had finished when her mom called her down to take care of the trash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Can’t you do it?” Her mother gave a look that Jane knew very well. “Fine...” She dragged two bags of garbage to the end of their drive way, she heaved the first one down on the grass then abandoned the second one next to the other trash bags. She started walking back to the house until she noted the sound of glass bottles hitting the pavement and turned around to see the second bag of trash hadn’t been fully tied; therefore the trash trickled out of the bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She ran over to the pile of garbage and briskly began stuffing the garbage back into the bag, until she came across the letter that was addressed especially to her. “Maybe I can take a quick look at it” she began to open it but her dad arrived just at that moment. She jammed the envelope into her back pocket and finished collecting the trash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“What happened here?” Jane looked around at the ground in thought “well, I didn’t exactly tie the bag very good.” Her dad nodded in an understanding way, he then set down his work bags and started helping her accumulate the trash that was lying on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;As soon as she advanced inside she made a run for her room. Shut her door, then sat down on her bed, re-read the address making sure it was defiantly for her then opened it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dear Miss Jane Andrews,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;July 20, at eight thirty six in the morning you experienced some difficulty with your powers. We have noticed this and are sending you this letter to invite you to the school for those who have powers. You have been given the power of destruction. We will be willing to give you several classes year round to teach you how to take control of these powers. We hope you decide to come. Please send us your answer, and when sending throw your letter out the window. It always has a way of getting to us. If you decide to go, we will send you a list of books you will need, and directions of how to get to your destination. Thank you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Head professor of &lt;place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;placename w:st="on"&gt;Zenrell&lt;/placename&gt; &lt;placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/placetype&gt;&lt;/place&gt; of Powers &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Damon Adric&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane smiled; she couldn’t believe the fact that she now had an opportunity to slip away from the boarding school her parents had laid out for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Without notifying her parents on her new decision she immediately wrote back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 1;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;Dear Professor Adric, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;I would love to attend your school. Where do I get my books from? And if you don’t mind giving me some directions, thanks a ton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Papyrus;"&gt;-Jane Andrews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jane walked over to her window, threw it open, took a deep breath and threw the letter as hard as her arm would let her out the window. The letter slowly plummeted to the ground and lay on the un-even grass, Jane looked at it, maybe there was a certain way to throw it? Suddenly, there was a pop! And a spark of dust covered the ground where the letter had laid. She looked at it in amazement, and then she heard footsteps in the hallway. She closed the window and sat down on her bed, then saw the letter sitting on her desk. She reached for it and stuck it underneath her just in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“It’s time to eat Jane” Her dad said, Jane looked up from a comic book that she had found on the floor next to her feet. “Ok, be there in a minute.” He nodded then walked back downstairs. She took a deep breath, and stuffed the letter and it’s envelope into the desk door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-1462789861037458609?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/1462789861037458609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/after-breakfast-passed-mail-man-arrived.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1462789861037458609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/1462789861037458609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/after-breakfast-passed-mail-man-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-8078555999067385581</id><published>2011-04-04T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T07:02:29.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“Jayden, will you take Olivia out on a walk please?” Jayden rolled his eyes “But, mom-““Don’t but me” Jayden turned around and let out a grumble. “Olivia, get down here. I’m taking you on a walk now.” Olivia (Jayden’s five year old sister) came riding down the stairs on her wooden horse, with her pink cowgirl boots on and her brown cowgirl hat. “Jayden, will you play cowboys and Indian’s with me?” “No. I’m taking you to the park then coming straight back.” “Awwww, mommy!” Jayden, now getting very irritated with Olivia, grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Finally after getting Olivia to understand that he wasn’t playing cowboys and Indian’s with her, they took a nice peaceful walk down to the park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;After a while at the park they headed back home, that’s where Olivia spotted the hurt rabbit. “Jayden! We have to get Sally and bring her home to mommy!” Jayden, confused, looked at her “Who’s Sally??” “The bunny!” Jayden looked down at the bunny and started laughing “It’s not funny!” Jayden shrugged “It’s a bunny Olivia, it doesn’t need a name, and plus we have to get back home.” They started ambling back, until Olivia burst into tears “what’s wrong now?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“T-t-the B-bunny is h-hurt and you w-w-won’t g-go help i-it” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Look Olivia! It’s a bunny! We can’t take care of it! It has to take care of it’s self.” But Olivia had already made her way back to the bunny, and had scooped it up in her arms. “Jayden, her foot is bleeding! We have to take it home and make it better.” Jayden dragged himself over to the helpless rabbit “I guess we could try” Olivia’s face began to glow with excitement “Really! ““Yes, really. Let me see it for a moment.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Being gentle Olivia passed the bunny to Jayden. “Ya, we can probably take him-““It’s a girl!” “Right, sorry, we can probably take her to the vet tomorrow.” Olivia started giggling with happiness “Oh, we better get home. Looks like that big storm they’ve been calling for is on its way.” Olivia looked up “You need to cover Sally’s leg so it doesn’t get wet!” Jayden looked around “With what?” “Your hand silly!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden looked at his hand, then the rabbit’s leg. “Ah, alright...” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Mommy, mommy! We found a baby bunny! I named her Sally! She-““You got a what?” Jayden looked down at the rabbit that was drenched in water, just like him. “Wait, where, how, why?” Jayden looked up from the rabbit, his mom was by far not happy about this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Mom, he-““It’s a girl!” “She, was hurt Olivia thought that maybe you would be willing to take her to the vet.” His mom sighed “let me take a look at it.” Jayden tardily took his hand off of the injured leg. “There-““Umm, Jayden there’s nothing wrong with this rabbit, it’s perfectly fine.” “No it’s not! Sally’s leg was bleeding earlier!” Olivia protested “I am very disappointed in you to! You lie to me just to keep this rabbit. Because of that you need to get rid of it. Now.” She said pointing her finger toward the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Jayden slowly walked over to the front door, examined the leg once more in confusion, then set it down in the yard and watched it hop away.” Olivia began her crying again. “Bye b-bye S-sally” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-8078555999067385581?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/8078555999067385581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jayden-will-you-take-olivia-out-on-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/8078555999067385581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/8078555999067385581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/jayden-will-you-take-olivia-out-on-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-7803234545955205938</id><published>2011-04-03T16:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:44:39.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;The next morning Jane walked downstairs, determined to change her parents mind. She was staying there, going to her normal school, hanging with normal friends, and having a normal life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“But…please!” “No! For the fifth time Jane, you are going and that’s that!” Jane hadn’t lost this fight, she had a gut feeling. “I. Do. Not. Want. To. Go. To. A. Stupid. Boarding. School.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her mom stepped forward, “Your going, period.” Jane’s temper was rising “I am not and will not go! You can’t force me!” Her dad too stepped forward, and gave her a look of disapproval. Jane clenched her hands together and stormed off back to her room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She paced her room, hands still clenched, and muttering words to herself. “I will not go, I will not go, I will no-“Then something queer happened, her floor began to move around wildly, like waves on a stormy day. She fell to the ground with a big thud, as the floor rocked back and forth. Then it stopped. “Mom I need you!” She heard footsteps and then the door flew open. “What” She looked at the ground, it had ceased to shake. “Th-the ground, i-it was s-shaking. Did-didn’t you and D-dad feel i-it?” Her mom shook her head slowly, and then started chuckling to herself “The ground was perfectly still downstairs.” Jane looked down at the ground, and then slowly stood up as if the ground might try and grasp her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“Come on and get some food before it gets cold.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-7803234545955205938?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/7803234545955205938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-morning-jane-walked-downstairs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7803234545955205938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/7803234545955205938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-morning-jane-walked-downstairs.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1843817767884144050.post-4901847282478594847</id><published>2011-04-02T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T16:39:40.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;“I’M GOING WHERE!?!?!?!?” Jane Andrews replied to her parents in an ear piercing yell. Her parents looked at one another calmly, “To the boarding school we’ve been talking about.” Jane shook her head in conflict, she was only thirteen and intended to do much more with her life then sit around in some dumb boarding school and do nothing. “You’ll learn plenty of things darling, you’ll come back home and be smarter then us!” Jane’s lip begin to quiver, she ran up to her room without a single word. Summer was almost over, she wanted to run away. She couldn’t stay there and let them take her away like that. It just couldn’t happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;She wasn’t the only one wishing that summer wouldn’t end. Jayden Kale was also in the similar pit. Summer was almost over and that meant only two weeks until he would be moving out of &lt;state w:st="on"&gt;&lt;place w:st="on"&gt;California&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/state&gt;. He would be moving in with his father, In Florida. He had no friends down there, just his dad. Who he rarely got along with, he kept dreading every hour that passed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1843817767884144050-4901847282478594847?l=ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/feeds/4901847282478594847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-going-where-jane-andrews-replied-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4901847282478594847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1843817767884144050/posts/default/4901847282478594847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifellinlovewithagoddess.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-going-where-jane-andrews-replied-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ninja97</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02363155687362674627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMKaHfBx5nE/Tb7wT60UayI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YxleIrmMiYc/s220/Grace%2527s%2BCamera%2B1526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
