By:gammer_girl13
Story Name: Lightning
Rating:PG-13 (I don't know what I might do later on, so....)
Summery:A girl goes to Discipline to strengthin her powers, so she checks out the house and how everything goes on there.
Hey how ya doin
Yeah I'm doin mighty fine,
Last time I think,
It's been a long time
Stop smilin at me get that look off your face,
Please don't come around
Ptop being so fake
I know you do not like me
And ya made it very clear
Always talking 'bout me,
From what I hear,
Always bring me down
When you thought that you could,
I want you to know that I'm doin so good.
Chapter 1*
Chloe Storms
Chloe Storms, as she was called now, slid silently past the group of adult Dedicates toward the path that led toward Discipline, a house for children that weren't 'getting along' with the other students. She was to be sent there tomorrow, and wanted to check it out before she kenw what she was getting herself into. Of course, there still was time to run away back home. Mother needed help with the twins and her older siblings, so she would be needed there.
Chloe Storms. Her name fit her profile. She had dark black hair, that was either in a horse tail, briads, or down free wandering around her head. Her eyes were dark brown and excting, she was the most exciting character at Winding Circle, probably. And her skin was golden brown. She had freckles, and a button nose.
As silent as she could, she shut the door. She did all the kinds of things she kenw for luck. Her kind; spitting on the floor to ward off luck-eaters, drawing a God circle on her chest, and putting her fist on top of the other, like climbing a rope. Now, she would be protected, in case she met anything bad. And, as she ran, she nearly tripped over her dark blue skirts and white petticoats.
She saw the small house coming up, so, she slowed her pace. She was going to see what was happening in this house. And that would determine the rest of Chloe Storms life.
~*~
"Hey! Briar! You come back here!" Sandry cried, jumping up from her chari. "No one pulls my hair and gets away with it!"
Briar was chased by her around the table, and then around Rosethorn, then to the roof.
"Sorry," Briar said, grinning madly.
"You should be."
Briar looked across the wild fields. He saw a blue dot with a dark black thing following it around. Then, surronding it was silver. Silver-magic. All of the kids could see magic now. But...This magic was different then weaving magic, and then different from briar and Daja's; but similair to Tris's.
~Maybe a weather-witch~ Briar thought. ~Hey, why is she coming over here?~
*Sandry* Briar mind/spoke to the girl next to her.
*What?* she asked, looking his direction.
*The blue-black dot. With the magic shadowing it. It looks like a person...*
*Briar.* The voice was sharp and stern. She shot a look in her direction.
*Do not go assuming.*
*I'm not assuming. I'm just saying, maybe...it's a new student! Wouldn't it be great if we got a new frined? Someone like...A new weather-witch. Then, we could actually get Tris off ~my~ back and on hers. They could argue over weather, like old men...*
Sandry was doing her best not to giggle at him.
~*~
Chloe Storms couldn't even bleieve her ears. Was she hearing this conversation?
"Pirate coming? Again?" a feminine voice said.
"Yes Tris." That sounded like Niklaren Goldeye, who had been rumored to stay there because he was helping the 'weather-witch.'
"Oh great."
"Don't start an earthquake," a boyish voice said. "That would be a strange coincidence."
"Oh shuddup Briar."
"Make me, darling, Tris."
"Oh. He knows my name. It's not Coppercurls anymore."
"Sandry, come weave with me."
"Ok Lark."
Was this the way it was at Discipline?
Was it?
Moving closer to a window, the girl looked in, and saw people sitting around a small room, and they looked happy. Chloe wanted to be happy...But didn't know if she could, again.
~*~
Briar lept into the attic, racing down the stairs. He wanted to protect his family from whatever it was, if it was evil.
He raced down the stairs, to the door openned it, and ran outside. He ran around the house, till he reached the blue dot, standing by the window, not facing it.
"Hey! You there! What're you doin?"
He ran over, and found the dot, which turned out to be a person-a girl at that.
~*~
"Briar?"
~*~
"Chloe?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
That's the end of chapter 1! I'm sooooo sorry it's so short! But I had an idea about it, and needed to write it down. I'm ready if you want to kill me because it's sooo short! But, I don't know what to rate it, so I'm putting it on PG-13, only because i don't know I'm going to be. I might be mad, so Chloe will be mad. Oh..and...I LOVE BRIAR!!
And, I would also like to thank all the people (my friends) that gave me the inspiration for this fic series. Thank you;
Ashley, Kristy, Courtney, Danielle, Devon, Tiffany, Lacie, Lauren, Jeni, Jessie, Cassie (the twins). And a VERY SPECIAL THANKS TO CARLA WHO TOLD ME ABOUT TAMORA PIERCE BY EXPLAINING ABOUT ......TRIPS DOWN MEMORY LANE ARE KINDA BORING NOW! So, thank you all! And, good night!
Thank you, thank you.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Chloe Storms herself. You can borrow her if you would like, but tell me first! Thank you!
Story Name: Lightning
Rating:PG-13 (I don't know what I might do later on, so....)
Summery:A girl goes to Discipline to strengthin her powers, so she checks out the house and how everything goes on there.
Hey how ya doin
Yeah I'm doin mighty fine,
Last time I think,
It's been a long time
Stop smilin at me get that look off your face,
Please don't come around
Ptop being so fake
I know you do not like me
And ya made it very clear
Always talking 'bout me,
From what I hear,
Always bring me down
When you thought that you could,
I want you to know that I'm doin so good.
Chapter 1*
Chloe Storms
Chloe Storms, as she was called now, slid silently past the group of adult Dedicates toward the path that led toward Discipline, a house for children that weren't 'getting along' with the other students. She was to be sent there tomorrow, and wanted to check it out before she kenw what she was getting herself into. Of course, there still was time to run away back home. Mother needed help with the twins and her older siblings, so she would be needed there.
Chloe Storms. Her name fit her profile. She had dark black hair, that was either in a horse tail, briads, or down free wandering around her head. Her eyes were dark brown and excting, she was the most exciting character at Winding Circle, probably. And her skin was golden brown. She had freckles, and a button nose.
As silent as she could, she shut the door. She did all the kinds of things she kenw for luck. Her kind; spitting on the floor to ward off luck-eaters, drawing a God circle on her chest, and putting her fist on top of the other, like climbing a rope. Now, she would be protected, in case she met anything bad. And, as she ran, she nearly tripped over her dark blue skirts and white petticoats.
She saw the small house coming up, so, she slowed her pace. She was going to see what was happening in this house. And that would determine the rest of Chloe Storms life.
~*~
"Hey! Briar! You come back here!" Sandry cried, jumping up from her chari. "No one pulls my hair and gets away with it!"
Briar was chased by her around the table, and then around Rosethorn, then to the roof.
"Sorry," Briar said, grinning madly.
"You should be."
Briar looked across the wild fields. He saw a blue dot with a dark black thing following it around. Then, surronding it was silver. Silver-magic. All of the kids could see magic now. But...This magic was different then weaving magic, and then different from briar and Daja's; but similair to Tris's.
~Maybe a weather-witch~ Briar thought. ~Hey, why is she coming over here?~
*Sandry* Briar mind/spoke to the girl next to her.
*What?* she asked, looking his direction.
*The blue-black dot. With the magic shadowing it. It looks like a person...*
*Briar.* The voice was sharp and stern. She shot a look in her direction.
*Do not go assuming.*
*I'm not assuming. I'm just saying, maybe...it's a new student! Wouldn't it be great if we got a new frined? Someone like...A new weather-witch. Then, we could actually get Tris off ~my~ back and on hers. They could argue over weather, like old men...*
Sandry was doing her best not to giggle at him.
~*~
Chloe Storms couldn't even bleieve her ears. Was she hearing this conversation?
"Pirate coming? Again?" a feminine voice said.
"Yes Tris." That sounded like Niklaren Goldeye, who had been rumored to stay there because he was helping the 'weather-witch.'
"Oh great."
"Don't start an earthquake," a boyish voice said. "That would be a strange coincidence."
"Oh shuddup Briar."
"Make me, darling, Tris."
"Oh. He knows my name. It's not Coppercurls anymore."
"Sandry, come weave with me."
"Ok Lark."
Was this the way it was at Discipline?
Was it?
Moving closer to a window, the girl looked in, and saw people sitting around a small room, and they looked happy. Chloe wanted to be happy...But didn't know if she could, again.
~*~
Briar lept into the attic, racing down the stairs. He wanted to protect his family from whatever it was, if it was evil.
He raced down the stairs, to the door openned it, and ran outside. He ran around the house, till he reached the blue dot, standing by the window, not facing it.
"Hey! You there! What're you doin?"
He ran over, and found the dot, which turned out to be a person-a girl at that.
~*~
"Briar?"
~*~
"Chloe?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
That's the end of chapter 1! I'm sooooo sorry it's so short! But I had an idea about it, and needed to write it down. I'm ready if you want to kill me because it's sooo short! But, I don't know what to rate it, so I'm putting it on PG-13, only because i don't know I'm going to be. I might be mad, so Chloe will be mad. Oh..and...I LOVE BRIAR!!
And, I would also like to thank all the people (my friends) that gave me the inspiration for this fic series. Thank you;
Ashley, Kristy, Courtney, Danielle, Devon, Tiffany, Lacie, Lauren, Jeni, Jessie, Cassie (the twins). And a VERY SPECIAL THANKS TO CARLA WHO TOLD ME ABOUT TAMORA PIERCE BY EXPLAINING ABOUT ......TRIPS DOWN MEMORY LANE ARE KINDA BORING NOW! So, thank you all! And, good night!
Thank you, thank you.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but Chloe Storms herself. You can borrow her if you would like, but tell me first! Thank you!