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I shrugged and turned back to Indigo.

She was gaping. "That never gets old."

"What?" I asked, then felt my hair. "Oh." It was blond again, and my fingernails where creeping back to a more civilized length, and my eyes a light green again.

"Ahhhhhhh! She's a witch!" I say, tryiing to lighten up the mood.

"No, just kidding, so, what's your name? I'm Em."

( great compromise :) )

( that was you )

hmph

(on this? no, -- ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I see, Okay i will :) )

Indigo nodded and we looked around. "Er, where to?" I asked.

Indigo nodded to the left, and I followed her into the white, hilly- Suddenly, a huge cave loomed up out of the snow.

"Indigo!"I shouted, and we made our way to the empty cave, where we plopped down in the farthest corner.

"Phew, lucky we're the only ones here, or else-"

Suddenly, a figure could be seen in front of us, and staggered into the cave, frost covering her hair.

:)

(YES)

(but I just posted, so you do it, Mae)

Wait, so is Rangergirl the ONLY one participating???

:D

O.O


MOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! I wanna know what happens!!

:) Thanks! me too.

I edited the post, so now it is a lot longer, if ya wanna read it :)

I rubbed my face as I stumbled over to my dresser. I pulled out a green t-shirt and a pair of jeans and shuffled into the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later I walked out of the door and made my way downstairs, dressed, hair pulled back, and the red mark nearly gone.

"Hiya, Erin!" Dad greeted me at the kitchen. "You're up bright and early!"

I just shrugged and sat down at the table, yawning.

"Well, today is a big day! Our third laundry day in Berlin!" He said as he scrubbed some dishes, a towel slung over his shoulder.

"Berlin, Wisconsin, Dad. Not Germany." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. "And so what? All it is is bringing dirty clothes to the laundromat until we get our own washer and dryer."

Dad seemed to ignore my comment as he began humming loudly. "Ooh! Do you want to come with me, Erin? They might have lollipops again!"

I groaned, and was about to protest when there came a knock at the door.

"Get it, would you, Erin? I've got my hands full." Dad called over his shoulder, and began humming again as I got up.

"Sure, Dad," I sighed. I stood and ducked into the hallway, dodging teetering stacks of boxes and random items strewn everywhere. When I reached the door, I straitened my crumpled shirt and tightened my ponytail before swinging open the door.

"Oh! Hello there, Erin! How are you?" Suddenly, I was enveloped in a huge hug, and it wasn't until I was released when I could see the hard hugger.

Mrs. Edderson, the next door neighbor, was standing, beaming before me, clutching a huge glass pan in one fat hand and squeezing my shoulder with the other.

"Er, hello, Mrs. Edderson, w-would you like to come in?" I asked awkwardly.

The large woman beamed even more and stepped into the cramped hallway. "Thank you dear."

"Er, come on - I'll show you to the kitchen." I darted out of her way and led the way through the maze of boxes to the kitchen. I turned around and just caught the tail-end of a fleeting grimace cross her face as she surveyed the messy scene. As soon as she saw me looking, however, the huge grin was back.

"Oh! Hello, Darmina! Come, come, sit down!" Dad was beaming, too, as he gestured to the only empty chair for her to sit.

I scowled, but didn't complain, and stayed standing in the doorway.

"You'll have to excuse the mess, Darmina, as you can see we haven't quite finished unpacking." Dad said apologetically as he pulled the chair out for her to sit.

"Oh, no, nevermind, Henry - I was just popping in to deliver these, I really don't have time to sit down, sorry."

I hated how Mrs. Edderson used Dad's first name. It just didn't sound right, coming from her tiny lips.

She handed Dad the pan, and he took it gladly. "Oh, Darmina! You shouldn't have! Brownies? For us?"

I rolled my eyes and stepped out of the room. It was too much. I thought I was going to puke.

:D Thanks for the constructive critisism, Charlotte!

Coming, up Zaynah!

CHAPTER 1: June 8th, 2011


"Erin, c'mon, let's get the ball moving! Time to get up!"

I groaned and buried my face in the pillow. The bed was so comfortable and warm. Suddenly, I felt my blanket fly off me and I sat straight up, "Hey!" I squinted through the bright sunlight and saw Dad walking off, a familiar purple blanket in his arms, calling over his shoulder, "Laundry day!"

Grumbling, I slipped out of bed and walked over to my mirror. I grimaced at my reflection. Blond hair was flying everywhere, and I had a huge red mark on the side of my face where it was pressing into the pillow.

:D :D Yes! Thanks so much!

XD okay, thanks

yes, andy is a girl, and her full name is Andrianna :D But she prefers Andy

How's that, I edited it

:D thanks, I'll do that! But I won't change my entry in the competition, that wouldn't be fair. I will just change it for this :)


and, this is kinda similar to your story, is that okay? it gets a lot more original, tho...