Hey here's a new story! tell us what you guyz think!
17 year old, Samantha Forster, sat scrowling at the school student counciler. Hating her, the school, teachers, everyone.
"Samantha we've been threw this before," exclaimed Mrs. March. "You have to stop drinking,and partying! Especially coming to school hungover!" She paused to look at Sam skeptically, "Can you understand why?"
Sam nodded while turning up her ipod that was in her pocket, the hood and her hair hiding the eaar buds. Quickly facing the window Sam put a bored expression on her face as Mrs.March went on and on, not noticing Sam's lack of concentration. Finally, after 20 minutes, Mrs.March motioned to Sam that she could leave. Sam stood and walked leisurely toward the door, when Mrs.March stopped her.
"Please think about what I said Sam." Then turned back to her desk. Ya right! Sam thought,cranking her Ipod, while smirking. As far as I know she never said anything at all!
Sam went outside to where lots of kids hungout. the only problem, Sam never talked to anyone, just sat listening to her Ipod while glaring at everyone that passed. Sam made her way over to the wall that ran along one side of the basket ball court. She sat on the wall watching a bunch of guys dancing hiphop, crumpe and break dancing. Sam knew they battled and watched closely, noticing their moves were plain and mostly simple. Sighing in frustration she made her way over to them.
"you guys know you'll never take home any paper dancin' like that, right?"Sam asked them moving within two feet of them. They looked over at her.
"What do you know?" a guy asked with a tight muscle shirt on, which you could see his abs, asked,
"A lot more then you obviously."
"Ya? Lets see you give a demo.
"Alright" sam popped in her cd and turned it up, soon Lil' Bit was blasting through the speakers. Sam quickly made her point, after gliding, and busting moves/ She went over to the guys she talked to and pressed her back lightly against his chest, while putting her hand on his cheek and danced like a belly dancer next to him then she danced away from them. Sam shook her head in disgust at the awe struck faces, that faced her when she grabbed her cd.
"Good luck battlin', sucka's!" Sam turned and walked toward the school, totally unaware ot a pair of brown eyes following her every move since she started dancing.
Well here's the first chappy of this story! review! im not totally sure where it gonna go! Mangler