Hi - I'm Agent Bubbles. You can call me Sarah Pink. Pink is a nickname but I love it because pink represents my favorite color. Here's something cool: how to say pink in sign language. I love asl and I am learning it at the moment. Hold up two fingers. Touch your pointer finger above your lips and then touch your pointer finger below your lips. Thats how you say pink. Pink is made up of two colors- its not one or the other. Also, your lips are pink- that's why the sign is the way it is. I really like this sign.

I love literature. I also enjoy the subjects of writing and social studies. I love all school but science is not my thing. Sometimes I don't appreciate math but I really enjoy algebra. I love school though. I get to see all my friends and learn things that will help me succeed in life. Outside of school I am in a drama club and am going to do softball. I dislike grammar classses- i find I can easily diagram a sentence and find no use for it.

Most of my fanfics will be Harry Potter.I love Harry Potter and Percy Jackson. I love the Hunger Games too but I don't think I will do lots of Percy Jackson or Hunger Games because there isn't a wonderful epilogue for either one. I will usually do next generation because I don't like using others peoples characters that are too well developed. I don't understand them as well as the ones that I come up with.

I appreciate all reviews. I love when you're negative because it improves my writing skills.

I also love cool fonts. :)

A big thanks to my older sister who supports my writing. Also Jo for being such an awesome writer who inspires me. All my friends rock too!

Here are some cute stuff that I like-

A teacher was helping one of her kindergarten students put his boots on.
He asked for help and she could see why. With her pulling and him pushing, the boots still didn’t want to go on. When the second boot was on, she had worked up a sweat. She almost whimpered when the little boy said, “Teacher, they’re on the wrong feet.”
She looked, and sure enough, they were. It wasn’t any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on.
She managed to keep her cool as together they worked to get the boots back on — this time each on the right foot.
He then announced, “These aren’t my boots.” She bit her tongue rather than get right in his face and scream, “Why didn’t you say so?” like she wanted to. Once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off.
He then said, “They’re my brother’s boots. My Mom made me wear them.” She didn’t know if she should laugh or cry. She mustered up the grace to wrestle the boots on his feet again.
She said, “Now, where are your mittens?”
He said, “I stuffed them in the toes of my boots . . .”

A girl sat down next to guy.

She asked him if he thought she was pretty.He said no.
She asked him if he wanted to be with her forever. He said no.
She then asked him if he would cry if she walked away. He again said no.
She had heard too much.
She needed to leave.
As she walked away, he grabbed her arm and told her to stay, he said,
"You're not pretty, you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I need to be with you forever. I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die."