Disclaimer: Right now...it's all mine!!!! I'm so proud of myself!!!
A/N: Right now it doesn't seem like it's a Lily/James fic, but it will be! And I know Shane West wasn't around back then, but I just had to put him in! He's my favorite actor/ song writer/ singer (kinda)...!! If you haven't listened to the song...So What Does It All Mean? by Shane West or the song Only Hope by Mandy Moore...you should listen to them!!! I love them!! Hb's Nicole (Hariet) ~ Plain, ordinary!!! ~ Harryett is sooo much better! Oh, and the name is Napkin because I was trying to be like J.K. Rowling ( don't ask why ~ I'm a ditz...at least my character in Nicole's story is...she notices the grass doesn't get cut...omg it's sooo ditzy!) ok...well...I started writing on a napkin at Perkins (a resteraunt if you didn't know) and I didn't know what to call it so I call it the `Napkin' story! Hehe! Ok...I'll shut up now! I don't even read these author's notes on other peoples stories, but I just wanted to tell everyone those important things! Well have fun reading!... "We
can always make good second impressions!"...lol Nicole!! And I put this in my a font called Kristen ITC...Kristen is my friends name...lol!! Hehe...sry Hariet there is no Nicole ITC!!! And I think there should be a Harry Potter font w/ those little lightning bolt thingys off the P's!!! bum bum bum bum! Sorry I have Nicole in this everywhere, but she said something about something we laugh about and I had to out do her! ~ and she`s probably cracking up right now! So...hehehe...it`s not a good idea to drink something to calm you down when you are (rolling around on the ground) laughing histarically...and don`t make people laugh while they are drinking at the computer!! It's my b-day!!! And I'm sooooo bored!!! Well have fun reading!...sorry it's short! "We can always make good second impressions!"...lol Nicole!!
Napkin
Ch.1
Baseball
I woke up and walked over to my tall mirror that stood against my wall. There, I saw a girl of eleven with white/ blond hair that fell to my shoulders and bright, translucent, green eyes that I swear glow in the dark. I ran to the shower, jumped in quickly, got washed up, and as soon as I got in I was out. Looking through my dresser drawers I found nothing but a pink tank top and a short pink skirt. `I will never go outside in public with that on,' I thought. I mostly fell down the stairs for I tripped over the dragging towel.
"Mum, do you have the wash done yet? I need some clothes," I asked, praying that there was some other clothes than those pink ones up in my room.
"Sorry, I haven't started them yet. Your brother tried to make breakfast this morning, and I'm trying to clean it up. You`d think he could poor a bowl of cereal without spilling milk and cereal everywhere,"
"No!" I screamed and bounded up the stairs.
I sat on my bed pondering If I should where the ugly pink tang top and skirt or not go and play ball with the neighboring kids. Finally, I made my decision to wear the dreadful outfit.
As I got outside I noticed it was abnormally hot for Vermont. The heat of the sun was melting the asphalt on the street. The hot ground burnt my feet as I hopped to the garage. My glove and bat were in a bucket, so I picked them up and closed the garage door. I ran outside and down the driveway. When I turned the corner of the street I found Cody, my best guy friend, and his friends holding their bats, balls waiting for everyone to come. I ran up to my friend Grace, who had dark brown curls that matched her brown eyes.
"Good morning Avery," Grace greeted me, as I got closer.
"What is that?" yelled Brice, Cody's best friend with the light dark brown hair and a light brush of freckles on his cheeks and nose. The weird but catchy thing about this kid was that he had one blue eye and one light brown eye. I always thought it was the cutest thing, not that I like him, but it was cute. He was double popular with knobs throughout the school with the girls.
"What is what?" I shot back following his gaze to my outfit, "Oh, you have a problem with the way I'm dressed?" I snapped.
No one usually disagreed with me, for I didn't act like normal Vermont girls. I preferred to get ruff and tumble in the dirt along with the boys.
"Yah, you look like one of those blonde cheerleaders," he smirked and the other boys laughed.
"You think I'm one of those ditzy, air headed snobs?" I glared at him.
"Excuse me? Tina is a cheerleader (referring to his girlfriend ~ he was a ladies man!~)," he stared at me.
"Oh, yah I forgot, you think I'm one of those ditzy, air headed, snobby, Brice worshiping cheerleaders?" I had lot's of fun making up words to say.
"That's it! You're going down," he lunged at me, but I ducked and he barely missed me.
"Nice try," I smiled, "Are we going to play ball or not?" I was getting a bit bored.
We picked captains and it just happened to be me and Brice. For my first pick I obviously picked Grace, although she wasn't a good baseball player, I couldn't not pick her. She giggled and jumped over to me. Brice obviously picked Cody and so on. Finally we had them all picked and my team was first up to bat. This game our strategy was to put all our best batters up first. It went Timmy Sennet first, Joel Trinse second, Freddie Renzwel was next, and I was fourth to hit the homerun.
Everyone knew that I would be hitting a homerun so that we all could get around all the bases. It was sad when I hit it and the other team didn't even try. I laughed and when I trotted by Brice I winked and clicked my tongue. He scowled and I knocked him over as I went bye.
My team finally one 16 to 7 it was a good game. I hit 5 homeruns for I didn't want to show off, and believe me when I hit five that was nothing to what I can do. I was filthy, my pink skirt and tank top was now brown and green. At least it wasn't pink anymore I thought. When I was walking home with Grace a hand caught my shoulder.
"Leave him alone Avery," I couldn't mistake that voice, it was Cody.
"If he would keep his big mouth shut maybe I would," I snapped back when I realized he was talking about Brice.
"He can't help it. It's the way he is," Cody tried to explain.
"Well I can't help being me and me is who I am," I said and stormed off.
Cody just stood there and watched me retreat to my house.
Later that evening I had some visitors. Cody and Brice came to ask me if I wanted to play catch with a football. I agreed and ran out in my bare feet.
"Put your coat on Avery Jane," my mom yelled from the kitchen, where she was making dinner. So, I grabbed a sweatshirt and met the boys out in the yard. I jumped on top of Cody to get the ball and I tackled him.
"You are all contact aren't you?" Brice asked.
"Yah, I'm to important to ask," I grinned evily.
"Oh, yes," he rolled his eyes.
I threw the ball as hard as I could at him. It hit him right square in the stomach and I made a motion with my arm and said, "Bulls eye!" and he let out a, "Omph!" as he got the wind knocked out of him. He regained control and threw the ball to Cody who tried to throw it back to me, but Brice intercepted it. Although he fell into me and we both went down. It went like this the rest of the time, I would try to hit him as hard as I could, and he would attempt to intercept the ball whenever it got passed to me. At one time when Cody threw the ball to Brice, I jumped on top of Brice to get the ball and toppled him over like usual, but this time he fell onto me and our lips met. This was bad news for him. I threw him off. When we were both scrambled to our feet he just had to say something rude, "So, you want me do you? I would have given you your chance to ask you out and show me your colorful life"
I couldn't control my temper, and I could feel the smoke coming out of my ears. I stepped towards him and punched him in the face. My whole body fell into it, and his eye was going to be so black and blue!
"Why would I do that when I have such a more colorful fist?" he had been making fun of my favorite song So What Does It All Mean by Shane West.
A/N: Right now it doesn't seem like it's a Lily/James fic, but it will be! And I know Shane West wasn't around back then, but I just had to put him in! He's my favorite actor/ song writer/ singer (kinda)...!! If you haven't listened to the song...So What Does It All Mean? by Shane West or the song Only Hope by Mandy Moore...you should listen to them!!! I love them!! Hb's Nicole (Hariet) ~ Plain, ordinary!!! ~ Harryett is sooo much better! Oh, and the name is Napkin because I was trying to be like J.K. Rowling ( don't ask why ~ I'm a ditz...at least my character in Nicole's story is...she notices the grass doesn't get cut...omg it's sooo ditzy!) ok...well...I started writing on a napkin at Perkins (a resteraunt if you didn't know) and I didn't know what to call it so I call it the `Napkin' story! Hehe! Ok...I'll shut up now! I don't even read these author's notes on other peoples stories, but I just wanted to tell everyone those important things! Well have fun reading!... "We
can always make good second impressions!"...lol Nicole!! And I put this in my a font called Kristen ITC...Kristen is my friends name...lol!! Hehe...sry Hariet there is no Nicole ITC!!! And I think there should be a Harry Potter font w/ those little lightning bolt thingys off the P's!!! bum bum bum bum! Sorry I have Nicole in this everywhere, but she said something about something we laugh about and I had to out do her! ~ and she`s probably cracking up right now! So...hehehe...it`s not a good idea to drink something to calm you down when you are (rolling around on the ground) laughing histarically...and don`t make people laugh while they are drinking at the computer!! It's my b-day!!! And I'm sooooo bored!!! Well have fun reading!...sorry it's short! "We can always make good second impressions!"...lol Nicole!!
Napkin
Ch.1
Baseball
I woke up and walked over to my tall mirror that stood against my wall. There, I saw a girl of eleven with white/ blond hair that fell to my shoulders and bright, translucent, green eyes that I swear glow in the dark. I ran to the shower, jumped in quickly, got washed up, and as soon as I got in I was out. Looking through my dresser drawers I found nothing but a pink tank top and a short pink skirt. `I will never go outside in public with that on,' I thought. I mostly fell down the stairs for I tripped over the dragging towel.
"Mum, do you have the wash done yet? I need some clothes," I asked, praying that there was some other clothes than those pink ones up in my room.
"Sorry, I haven't started them yet. Your brother tried to make breakfast this morning, and I'm trying to clean it up. You`d think he could poor a bowl of cereal without spilling milk and cereal everywhere,"
"No!" I screamed and bounded up the stairs.
I sat on my bed pondering If I should where the ugly pink tang top and skirt or not go and play ball with the neighboring kids. Finally, I made my decision to wear the dreadful outfit.
As I got outside I noticed it was abnormally hot for Vermont. The heat of the sun was melting the asphalt on the street. The hot ground burnt my feet as I hopped to the garage. My glove and bat were in a bucket, so I picked them up and closed the garage door. I ran outside and down the driveway. When I turned the corner of the street I found Cody, my best guy friend, and his friends holding their bats, balls waiting for everyone to come. I ran up to my friend Grace, who had dark brown curls that matched her brown eyes.
"Good morning Avery," Grace greeted me, as I got closer.
"What is that?" yelled Brice, Cody's best friend with the light dark brown hair and a light brush of freckles on his cheeks and nose. The weird but catchy thing about this kid was that he had one blue eye and one light brown eye. I always thought it was the cutest thing, not that I like him, but it was cute. He was double popular with knobs throughout the school with the girls.
"What is what?" I shot back following his gaze to my outfit, "Oh, you have a problem with the way I'm dressed?" I snapped.
No one usually disagreed with me, for I didn't act like normal Vermont girls. I preferred to get ruff and tumble in the dirt along with the boys.
"Yah, you look like one of those blonde cheerleaders," he smirked and the other boys laughed.
"You think I'm one of those ditzy, air headed snobs?" I glared at him.
"Excuse me? Tina is a cheerleader (referring to his girlfriend ~ he was a ladies man!~)," he stared at me.
"Oh, yah I forgot, you think I'm one of those ditzy, air headed, snobby, Brice worshiping cheerleaders?" I had lot's of fun making up words to say.
"That's it! You're going down," he lunged at me, but I ducked and he barely missed me.
"Nice try," I smiled, "Are we going to play ball or not?" I was getting a bit bored.
We picked captains and it just happened to be me and Brice. For my first pick I obviously picked Grace, although she wasn't a good baseball player, I couldn't not pick her. She giggled and jumped over to me. Brice obviously picked Cody and so on. Finally we had them all picked and my team was first up to bat. This game our strategy was to put all our best batters up first. It went Timmy Sennet first, Joel Trinse second, Freddie Renzwel was next, and I was fourth to hit the homerun.
Everyone knew that I would be hitting a homerun so that we all could get around all the bases. It was sad when I hit it and the other team didn't even try. I laughed and when I trotted by Brice I winked and clicked my tongue. He scowled and I knocked him over as I went bye.
My team finally one 16 to 7 it was a good game. I hit 5 homeruns for I didn't want to show off, and believe me when I hit five that was nothing to what I can do. I was filthy, my pink skirt and tank top was now brown and green. At least it wasn't pink anymore I thought. When I was walking home with Grace a hand caught my shoulder.
"Leave him alone Avery," I couldn't mistake that voice, it was Cody.
"If he would keep his big mouth shut maybe I would," I snapped back when I realized he was talking about Brice.
"He can't help it. It's the way he is," Cody tried to explain.
"Well I can't help being me and me is who I am," I said and stormed off.
Cody just stood there and watched me retreat to my house.
Later that evening I had some visitors. Cody and Brice came to ask me if I wanted to play catch with a football. I agreed and ran out in my bare feet.
"Put your coat on Avery Jane," my mom yelled from the kitchen, where she was making dinner. So, I grabbed a sweatshirt and met the boys out in the yard. I jumped on top of Cody to get the ball and I tackled him.
"You are all contact aren't you?" Brice asked.
"Yah, I'm to important to ask," I grinned evily.
"Oh, yes," he rolled his eyes.
I threw the ball as hard as I could at him. It hit him right square in the stomach and I made a motion with my arm and said, "Bulls eye!" and he let out a, "Omph!" as he got the wind knocked out of him. He regained control and threw the ball to Cody who tried to throw it back to me, but Brice intercepted it. Although he fell into me and we both went down. It went like this the rest of the time, I would try to hit him as hard as I could, and he would attempt to intercept the ball whenever it got passed to me. At one time when Cody threw the ball to Brice, I jumped on top of Brice to get the ball and toppled him over like usual, but this time he fell onto me and our lips met. This was bad news for him. I threw him off. When we were both scrambled to our feet he just had to say something rude, "So, you want me do you? I would have given you your chance to ask you out and show me your colorful life"
I couldn't control my temper, and I could feel the smoke coming out of my ears. I stepped towards him and punched him in the face. My whole body fell into it, and his eye was going to be so black and blue!
"Why would I do that when I have such a more colorful fist?" he had been making fun of my favorite song So What Does It All Mean by Shane West.