High School

Holy Cow. It has been way way to long. Between Marching Band, Color Guard, Honors Classes, GSA, and Book Club I have no time to log on. It's frustrating. Finals soon. Will post daily during winter break.

An Interview My Friend Did With Me

Name: Lilliana

Age: 14

Writing Site: Quibblo, Wattpad, and FanFiction.net

Favorite book series: Harry Potter Series

  Who inspired you to write? J.K. Rowling, Rick Riordan, Ally Carter, Suzanne Collins

  What is your favorite genre to write?Teen Fiction, Teen Romance, Action Adventure

Why do you like to write? Writing gives me a way to share my creativity with people around the world that love to read/write. I love being able to make a person smile with stories.

What do you when you get writers block? I take a break from that story, and work on creating a new story, or I take a story that I'd already wrote and add on to it.

How many stories have you written at one time? I'd say about 10, but I'm not 100% sure...

 What are things that inspire you to create wonderful stories?My friends, my life, most things I write about are actually real events that I twist around. Accept, in some of my stories (Such as The Lost Family and Song and Dance = Perfection (A Glee and Bunheads type story)) It was an Idea and I great way to draw the story together.

Why do you continue to write? Because I find writing to be fun. It's become a hobby of mine, and my friends are used to see me walking down stairs at school writing.

Would you rather let your creativity flow, or have a set writing prompt? Creativity flow. I hate set writing prompts, that's why I've never gotten a very good score on the writing CSAP.

What’s your favorite story you’ve written?Hard to say. Right now the favorite story I'm writing is The Academy.

When you’re not writing, what are some things that you’re doing? Playing music, singing, dancing, reading, or of course hanging out with my friends to get new inspiration.

Who seems to like your writing more, people online, or people that you know personally? People online. Everyone online loves being able to read my stories and I just enjoy hearing what they think. My friends of course love my writing, by not many other people do.

How long have you been writing for? 12. Since the 7th grade, so two years I think.

Do your friends support you with your writing?Of course, they love giving me new ideas as well.

 When you’re older, do you plan on continuing to write?Yes, my dream job is to be an author.

 What are three reasons that you like to write and continue to write?1. for the people 2. because it keeps me from falling apart 3. I'm really creative, but I'm normally afraid to show it. In my stories, I can be the smartest most popular girl and and just be myself.

Last Day of School

The last day of school, a day teens around the world cherish. For me though, the last day has always been the hardest day. This year, it will be impossible for me to not cry as: 1) It's my last year as a middle schooler. 2) My friends! 3) I made great friends this year, but sadly... We won't be going to the same high school. 4) The video I'm working on, is making me cry. Sadly, tomorrow is our last day of school.

Creative Fiction- The We Couple

Dear Elizabeth,

Everyone misses you. Nothing is the same without you. Bryan says he still wants to kill you, and Katrina sends her love.

Chris misses you, and wishes that when you two dated that you would have kissed. Johanna is going crazy, crazier than normal I should say.

Draven wishes to hold you one more time.

We don’t know what to do with our selves without you here. We miss you Elizabeth, and hope you like it better there.

Megan wishes you well, and is telling the rest of us that we need to finish this and get to our next class. We miss you Elizabeth, and don’t be a stranger.

Miss you,

Your friends, Chris, Katrina, Megan, Bryan, and Draven

Updates.

I'm going to start posting writing more often on a page on my blog. You can find the link in the side bar. I posted a story called The Spy Life Of Madison Kay this morning, so I hope you read it.

I hate mornings

It's 6:56AM on a Wednesday morning. I want to go to bed instead of going to school. It's to damn early to be up and running the mile. Shit have to go now, stupid ride is already upstairs.

Love, School, Family

I walked up the stairs and heard the door bell ring.

“Miss Flint, do not open that door.” My headmaster said.

“Yes stepfather, I only came up to get food.” I told him.

“Good, Lilliana, I want you to go back down to bed immediately.” My stepfather said.  

“Yes father,” I said walking towards the stairs. I walked down the stairs as I heard the door open and my father greet someone. A few minutes later, my father called for me.

“Lilliana, please come up here.” He yelled.

“Coming” I said as I walked up the stairs. When I got upstairs, I say my father and three of the king’s knights.

“Lilliana, where would Mr. Day be right now?” my father asked.

“He should have just got out of the shower, or he is studying. Should I go look for him?” I asked.

“No, his father was just visiting and wanted to know. Now, go finish you studying, we as adults have things to talk about that don’t involve your listening ears.” My father snapped making me think I was the topic of that conversation.

Cale had just walked in. “Father, what are you doing here? And how dare you speak to my girlfriend that way.” Cale said walking over to me. He kissed my cheek, and continued. “You and I know that that was not a god life for me, and I’m actually better off here.”

“Actually, we came to talk about a different student.” Cale’s father said.

“Oh… we’ll just be going then,” He sad wrapping his arm around my waist. My father glared at him as Cale and I walked down the stairs. We went down to my room. Cale sat down on my bed, and took his shirt off. He looked at me, and motioned for me to sit down next to him. I smiled and sat on his lap.

“I don’t get along with my father.” He said.

“At least you know your father,” I said starting to cry.

“I also know your real father Lil, I know everyone in your real family. You’re not missing much; they’re all knights like my father.” He whispered. I was still crying when he kissed me. My bedroom door opened and Cale pulled back.

“Your dad is crying Lil; it was worrying the rest of us.” My friend Anna said.

“We know, he told me to stay in my room until he came to get me.” I said. Anna nodded and closed my door again. Cale lied down and put his arm out for me. I lied down and he wrapped his arms around me pulling me close to him.

“I love you,” he whispered. I responded by kissing his check. He turned the light off, and covered me up.

“good-night Lil” He whispered kissing my check. 

Just a short story I wrote one day.

 “Dude, you’re crazy.” The new kid said.
“I’m not crazy, I’m an inspiration.” My brother Luke told him.
“Sure you are… where did you say we were again?”
“Demi-god Heaven, It’s a summer camp in Colorado. And before you ask, No you cannot leave. Lilliana, can you come over?”
“Sure Luke,” I called over to my brother. The new guy’s mouth dropped just like Luke knew it would. I was the second prettiest girl in the camp, but everyone said I was a disgrace. I was dating a fellow nerd. Yes, you heard me right, I’m a nerd. I jogged over to where my brother was standing with this new guy, I had my sword in my hand, and it scared the new guy.
“Hi my name is Lilliana, and I wanted to say welcome to the camp, you came on a great night… Wednesdays and Fridays we play capture the flag where we try to kill each other. You are so lucky.” I smiled and jogged off.
He was doomed if he didn’t know how to fight, because tonight was a fight to the grave.
“Lil! Chiron needs to see you... like right NOW!” Lyra called. I nodded and jogged off towards the archery range.
This was a normal day at our summer camp. We always were getting new campers and new activities.
“Lilliana, hurry up, we have to talk at the apartment.” Chiron called me. I jogged over to where Chiron was standing.
“You called for me Chiron?” I asked him when I met up with him at the apartments.
“Yes, I need you to do me a favor. Someone wanted to transfer camps, and we want you to go pick them up. You went to their camp for six years, and we thought that it only seemed right for you to go pick them up.” Chiron said.
“Yes sir,” I replied. The van and a new camper were waiting for me.

I was taken to a camp that I went to for six years. Everyone that knew me from then was all cheering and was bouncing around.
“Lil! What’s up little freak,” My cousin Jordan said when he saw me.
“Picking up a camper Jordan… I thought that a senior camper like you would have known that.” I told him.
“Ah Chiron the third doesn’t tell me much. So I didn’t know.” Jordan said kissing my forehead. Chiron the third came out of a small cabin.
“Ah Lilliana, there you are. Chris, are you ready yet?” Chiron the third said. A boy with dark brown hair and glasses came out.
“Yes Chiron.” He said. I should say something before I forget again. There are six centaurs named Chiron. They all run a Greek summer camp. It gets confusing, but you’ll get it later.
The boy looked at me and his mouth dropped. That’s a normal reaction for guy at our camp.
“Come on… I do have to keep a schedule you know… and I’m running late.” I said annoyed. Jordan kissed my forehead and jogged off.
“He’ll be seeing you sooner than you think Lilliana.” Chiron the third said. The boy got in the back of the van and sat down. When I sat down, he kissed my hand and started reading a book.
We got closer to our camp, and he put his book away.
“My name is Chris, and I think that you’re beautiful… to bad Jordan seems to have dibs.” The boy said.
“Jordan doesn’t have dibs, I have a boyfriend and he respects that. Jordan is my cousin. He doesn’t like me like that.” I told Chris.
“Sure he doesn’t… he kisses you just because.” Chris said.
“Whatever, I have to think.” I said turning away from him. I ignored the boy until we got to the camp. “Who’s you’re father?” I asked him.
“My father is Hermes.” He said.
“You’re in cabin seven.” I said pointing to the cabin. He walked off towards the cabin.
“Lilliana, how was my little brother Jordan?” asked my cousin Cassandra.
“Sad that I couldn’t stay,” I told her.

“Figures, he really loves you,” She said.

“Sure he does.” I said laughing. I smelt the air. It smelt of burning plastic, and I would know what that smells like. “Fire!” I yelled.

“What?” Cassandra asked me.

“Someone is burning plastic, and whoever it is, is here in our camp.” O told her.

“Oh shit.” She said seeing a cabin in flames. It was cabin seven.

“I’m going to see what happened, and maybe put it out.” I told her as I jogged off. Cassandra rolled her eyes and retread to her cabin. Ok I should explain something about our cabins. The children of Zeus and Poseidon share a cabin, and then all the other cabins host only one god. It gets confusing sometimes. My brothers Luke and Nathan, were both trying to extinguish the fire, it wasn’t working though. Each time they shot water at the fire, the fire would actually grow. It was a prank from the god of thieves and his kids. Great, we had a fire and three new campers. Tonight we were supposed to play capture the flag, and I was going to go insane.

“Lilliana,” my boyfriend Sean called.

“I’m a bit busy right now, so unless you know how to put this fire out, shut up.” I called.

“I know how to put it out, acid.” He said.

“If you didn’t notice, we don’t have any acid.” I told him. He threw a liquid at part of the fire and the fire quit burning.

“Really, you had acid and you didn’t tell us before.” I said annoyed. He finished putting the fire out. He kissed me and whispered in my ear. I’m not telling you what he said though, so don’t ask. Chiron the second called for Luke and Sean. They both went up to the apartment. Luke came back later, and called a few guys. I ignored just about everyone. Don’t ask why. Sean came back about two hours after Chiron called for him.

“Lilliana, shouldn’t you be preparing for war games?” he asked me.

“I’m done preparing, I’m ready.” I told him. He glared and went to finish his practicing. This is one of the reasons that I was always my team’s captain. Luke took me to the cabin, and we talked for awhile. The conch horn blew and it was time for dinner. Luke grabbed his knife and we left. At dinner, everyone was talking about how this was going to be the bloodiest capture the flag game ever.

The teams were made up of different cabins each week, and this week, it was Zeus, Poseidon, Hermes, Hades, Ares, Athena, Apollo, and Nike made up the blue team. The red team was made up of Hephaestus, Iris, Nemesis, Demeter, Dionysus, Hecate, Tyche, and Hebe’s cabins.

Our team had both war gods on it. Luke, Sean, Cassandra, and I always went for the flag, while everyone else was our flags guards. Luke and I were side by side fighting. Luke stabbed someone making all my opponents go after him. I ran to grab their unguarded flag. Our team now had their flag, and we were winning. The conch shell was blown signaling the end of the game. The blue team won. Now we had to heal our wounded. And there was a lot. At camp fire, the wining team was all cheering and dancing around. Cassandra kissed Luke, and he slapped her. A guy from the Hermes cabin handed me a green bag. In it was sour skittles. I handed him some money and walked away.