Hello! This is a sneak peek at chapter eight. I know, exciting. ;) This is mainly an introduction of Sam, Luke's brother. Before either of them continued, Mr. Kenneth spoke up. “Perfect timing, Sam. We were just talking about you.”
“About how amazing I am, right?”
Luke’s brother was similar in looks to him and their father. He was the same height as Luke, if not a little more muscular, and like their dad, he was tan. But that was where the similarities ended. He had long, blonde hair, and his eyes were gray. Lilith guessed that those traits had come from their mother.
“Not exactly,” Luke’s dad said, a smile curling his lips.“This garage sure is getting crowded. Let’s head to the training room. Lilith, just follow Luke.”
“Training room?”Lilith prompted Luke as they walked toward the door.
“Yeah. Our Elemental training room.”
“Your family has been here three days and you’ve already set one up?” Lilith raised her eyebrows.
Luke looked like he was about to respond when without warning a whole new voice popped into their conversation. “You’ve got to work on your poker face, Lilith Ross.”
She jumped. Oh, right. Sam.
Lilith stared at the back of Sam’s head and thought, “So I’ve been told.” They entered the kitchen through the mudroom, and Eddy and Olivia were still working.
A snicker escaped Sam at her thoughts. Lilith’s lab partners looked up from the sketch in front of them. Out of the corner of her eye, Lilith peeked at the clock on the Kenneth’s microwave. Four o’clock. I know, not much of a cliffhanger, but I hope you liked it.
Hello fellow... people. Hmm. Interesting...
I don't have any idea about you people reading this. Not at all! Well, some of you (oh, I admit it; most) are from CC. Hehe...
BUT! I am not just a writer. I am a trombonist, an actress, a singer, a student, and most importantly, a Whovian.
A Whovian, you ask? Why, they are only the most awesome people in the world. Many are British, but they come from many different nationalities, like me, the American.
Now you may be wondering about that picture. A Tardis? What the heck is that? Well, you have to be a Whovian to understand.
Okay, so a Whovian is someone who is a SUPERFAN of the British TV show, Doctor Who. Who? Get it? Whovian? Okay.
Here's a knock knock joke:
Me: Knock Knock.
You: Who's there?
Me: The Doctor.
You: Doctor Who?
Me: *grin* Exactly.
Okay, back to business.
The Tardis is the Doctor's time and space traveling spaceship.
Time
And
Relative
Dimensions
In
Space
The chameleon ability to let it blend in got stuck in the form of a British police box. And it's bigger on the inside! A whole different dimension...
And I have one in my room! Well, it's really just a cardboard cutout, but still awesome nonetheless.
It's a bowtie. I wear bowties now. Bowties are cool.
-Matt Smith (aka, the Doctor)
Geronimo!
-Again, Matt Smith. :)
Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five or six of them. Most people don't see any.
-Orson Scott Card
Does this happen to anyone else? And do you actually start some if them?
Hello everybody. This is a snippet of a chapter (seven to be exact). I got a lot of feedback from Critque Circle on the chapter and many said it came across as slow. What you think? This is the edited version. *You may not understand Lilith's thought. If you don't, just ignore that bit.* Luke strode over to his bed and tried to straighten out the wrinkles. “So, should we get started, then?” “Okay,” Olivia said. “Let’s figure out what exactly we are researching. Water structure, right? Does anyone know anything already?” Eddy shook his head. “I just know that water freezes at thirty-two degrees Fahrenheit, and the boiling point is two hundred and twelve degrees Fahrenheit.” “Well, that’s a start,” Luke said. “We could do a comparison of boiling point and freezing point. Half the poster for boiling, half for freezing. And a separate worksheet with facts? Lilith and I can work on the boiling stuff. Right, Lil’?” “Sure,” Lilith repeated. From the subtle glint in his eye, she knew Luke had something in mind. She tried to ignore it, still peeved about Luke’s lack of answers about the man, but she found herself wondering of the nature his look suggested. It’s probably about my power. Surer of herself, she thought, yes, definitely my power.“Good idea,” Olivia agreed. “Lilith, you get the poster supplies. Markers, tape, stuff like that. Okay?” Lilith nodded and Olivia rushed on. “It’s settled then. You all know what to do? Good. Oh, wait. What should I do?” Lilith’s first impression of Olivia was that she was shy, but she now realized that she was wrong. Olivia was clearly the leader of their project. When Olivia asked what she should do, Lilith almost laughed, but she caught herself and said, “Can you be the organizer? And you could type stuff up for the poster.” “Okay,” Olivia said. “Sure.” They were silent for a moment, and then Luke spoke. “Let’s get started then. Olivia, you and Eddy can work on the sculpture––” "Yeah," Eddy nodded. "I've got a couple of cool ideas that I hope will give it some style. Here…" He started rummaging around in his bag. “I have some sketches.” "Slow down! Olivia, do you think you can keep him under control while Lilith and I will start with the research?” Luke said, chuckling. “Sure.” Olivia said. “Eddy, let’s go to the kitchen.” Eddy blushed and tried to explain. "It's just that I've been sort of thinking about it since art class today. And, uh..." Luke laughed and bumped Eddy with his shoulder. “Go on, Picasso. We'll regroup at…” Luke glanced at his watch, “four? Is that enough time?” “Sure. Don’t forget your backpack, Eddy.” Olivia said, and started out of the room. Eddy followed, shutting the door behind them.
Or not...HOMEWORK. PLAY REHEARSAL. THE GEOGRAPHY BEE (Don't get me started on that...).
Homework: About an hour for every main subject, trombone for another hour, Spanish for another half hour. Oh, yeah, and in addition to my math homework, we are doing a math fair. It's similar to a science fair, but with REALLY hard topics. And since I'm in Algebra, I had to pick a three star project, and those are the hardest level.
Play: Most rehearsals are going from two to five most days of the week. Add the homework, and I'm going to bed REALLY late.
Geograpghy Bee: I'm going to the school finals... tomorrow! I haven't been able to even LOOK at the book my teacher gave me to study because of what I said above. And even if I do win the school finals, I can't go to the state because the competion will be on the opening night of the play! GAH! Not good.
And Critique Circle is being weird. I finally have time today because I didn't have rehearsal, and it isn't loading. And I was in the middle of grading a critique!
This is not my lucky week.EDIT AS OF JANUARY TENTH:
I totally failed the Geo Bee, lol. My first question was so unfair. They asked me which state this Lake was in, but they didn't give me any clues of where it was close to! I had no idea and the answer ended up being California.
Then my second question was something like, "The (insert scenic trail name here) passes through New York and what bordering state?".
I guessed Vermont and it was Pennsylvania.
Then after I was kicked out for getting those questions wrong, they went to the next round. That round the kids could look at a map on the projector. And guess what the question was?
My second question.
What??? I didn't get a map! The kids didn't even look at the map though, because they remembered the right answer from when they asked me! SO UNFAIR.
If I had gotten a different question I might have gone farther. And I knew a bunch of answers after I got out (the first ones were about the States and I knew more about the countries).
*Sigh*
 "Good MORNING!
Good
mo-orning..."
Good morning everyone! I wish where I was it was "Hotter than the islands are..." this morning, but it is January, so there is no chance of that. But "Paciencia y fe", it will get warmer. "WEPA!"
Are you confused yet? I thought so.
All these references are to the Broadway play, In the Heights... the play my school is doing this year! Sadly, I am not one of the leads, but I am in many scenes throughout the show because I am one person of a group of singers that are just called the Men and Woman (I'm Woman 4).
And I CANNOT get the songs out of my head. *Sigh*
This is my favorite part, sung by the character Carla and Daniella in the song Carnival de Barrio:
CARLA
Ohh, me me me, Dani I have a question
I don't know what you're
cantando
DANIELA
Just make it up as you go
We are improvisando
Lai la lo lai lo le lo lai
You can sing anything
CARLA
What?
DANIELLA
Carla, whatever pops into your head
Just so long as you sing
CARLA
Well,
my mom is Dominican-Cuban
My dad is from Chile and PR which means
I'm Chile...
Domini-curican!
But I always say I'm from Queens!
First day back to school after winter break, so I thought that today I would post something school-related. :) Sneak peek at my English literary analysis on the play It's a Wonderful Life and Insurgent by Veronica Roth. GEORGE: MC from I.A.W.L
TRIS: MC from Insurgent George and Tris both think at first that their deaths would make them happy. It isn’t an escape from depression, but an act of selflessness. They find their happiness in others, so in order to be happy, the supposedly best choice is to commit suicide with the intention to make the others happy. But is that a good enough reason to end their lives? Some say riches are the main reason to live, some say power, and some even say 42. In the end though, Tris and George realize that family and friends should be their reason to live, not die. Love is the reason. All one needs is love. I know, it is a little depressing, but the stories were already like that. Is it too cliche? Are you able to follow along with it, even though it is the very end of the paper?
P.S. Did anyone understand the "42" reference? Lol
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