Disclaimer: I don't own anything. ~Glares at the evil attorneys~ so leave
me alone!!! I don't have any money!! Go away!! Ok so I do own a few things.
like Brooke and the orphanage.and maybe some other things, but anything you
recognize from before chapter 1 is not mine!!!
Thanks everyone for reviewing. I know the first chapter was pretty pathetic. the html codes didn't work so it looked really bad. sorry! Thank you for reviewing! I appreciate your compliments. even if they are criticism. come on people you know you can give them. I want to know exactly what I did wrong this time! :-D
Chapter 2
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"Yo! K'rownd heads up!" I heard, followed by snickers. that could NEVER be good. Quickly I spun only to find several pinecones inching towards my face. Quickly I kicked high into the air, and knocked two of them out of my path, then I grabbed the last, wanting to flinch as the spikes cut into my flesh. I didn't though. I knew I'd be teased if I did. I glared at the three who had thrown the cones. Jerry, Gabe and Vinny. Also known as deadbeat, punk, and dufus. Yep, that was them. Jerry almost always owed somebody something, most of the time it was a good bruising. He was an average height, about 13 years old, with brown eyes and mud brown hair. Gabe was the leader of the trio, though he wasn't very smart, he made up for it in muscle. He had gorgeous looks 'All wasted' she though bitterly. He was tall for his age, about 5'11'' at 14 and still growing. He had curly, platinum blonde hair, which were paired with crystal blue eyes. As for Vinny. well his nickname is pretty self-explanatory. Vinny was stalky about 4'9'' he was also the youngest, about 12 years old, my age. The three in contrast, especially in height, looked very strange together.
"Well, boys looks like you almost hit me that time" I sneered, I was the target of their bruisings and ridicule most of the time, it got quite old. It all started right when I came to the orphanage...
(Flashback)
~A young girl was being escorted into the orphanage by the director. Three boys stood by idly. A mock politeness was spread across each of their faces. The girl looked at each of them and buckled up wiping her tear- stained face and standing straight. 'I won't let them humiliate me' she thought. 'I won't' she glared at them, looking past their angelic like atmosphere, as they acted all innocent. She saw a smirk spread across the one with platinum-blonde hair, called Gabe. She glared at them, wondering what trick they had up their sleeves, she knew his expression well; she had seen it used many a time before. Finally, the director spoke, "We need someone to show Brooke around, and make her feel at home, any offers?" At first no hands were raised, finally Gabe nudged the shortest of the bunch with him in the ribs, and the young boy raised his hand. "Vinny, hmm.I suppose you'll do.you haven't more than a year on her anyway. Very well, I must attend a meeting, off you go everyone. Go on, scat. With that the director left and everyone scattered except for the three boys and the 'new kid'. The girl looked at them "what'd you wanta show me around for, unless ya got something yer tryin' to pull." She glared at them, eyes inquiring, knowing they wouldn't tell the truth. "C'mon spit it out!" She yelled.
The boys stared open mouthed, stupefied by her demands, as if to say 'hello, we're older than you, and stronger remember.' But they didn't and Gabe smiled mischievously. "I know Vinny probably doesn't want me to tell you this, he was too nervous but he thinks you're kinda cute, he told me so himself.tell her Vinny."
"I do no-"He felt a sharp jab in the ribs and then spoke again "Yeah. I'm just embarrassed I guess... but you are cute." The girl rolled her eyes, as Vinny pretended to be attracted to her, and he played with one of her blonde curls. Suddenly the girl freaked out. "Don't touch my hair, I don't like you ya moron, can't you tell! And I know you don't like me. so what's your real deal?" She glared evilly at them. Gabe once again smiled that mischievous smile. She glared back, her gaze settling specifically at him.
"Well-"The older boy said- "-You see. look, get this straight, we run the show here ya understand, so suck it up. Vinny, show her around. if she gets outa line show her how business runs around here. We picked you so ya'd understand that we's the boss, right boys?"
"Yeah whatever Gabe" Vinny said. He tugged the girls arm harder than he should normally, leading her to class.
"Get off me you loon!" Brooke had yelled. A callused hand came down upon the arm that settled on her. A red stain spread across the spot where impact was made.
"Hey, you, girl! Don't you go hittin' my boys, lets teach em' a lesson guys!" Gabe spoke again. Brooke spun about to turn and walk away, but stopped, her eyes danced merrily. Finally, something to practice her skill on. She had been practicing karate on a tree before, for about a year, a self defense sort of thing. The three boys charged at her. She waited until she heard there thundering steps about a foot behind her. 'Man they have no idea how to sneak up on prey do they?' she though with a smirk. 'Maybe they think they don't need to' the less confident part of her said. 'Well, here goes'. She spun and met the leader with a high kick, slamming him in the face. With the next two she darted in towards them, as they slowly prepared to punch her she ducked and they punched each other in the face. Two sidekicks knocked them over. Her eyes then met the handsome leader, he was at least a head taller than her, and her kick had not quite hurt him enough to stop him like his squad.
"So, you think your tough eh girl?" He scoffed, voice strong trying to be intimidating, but a quaver in his voice showed his pride had been hurt by allowing a girl to make him flinch. Brooke remained silent, she preferred not to tell a bully how she felt, and he could figure the question out for himself. If he had enough brainpower. Gabe put strength, not agility into his punches and she dodged every one. Her eyes danced, as if telling him through motions 'beat me if ya can'. In her last dodge she ducked, falling back and catching herself, leaning on her hands, as if she were to start to make a bridge. (C'mon people, you know the gymnastics thing?) She pretended to look beaten, and then he lowered his fist, she smirked, and before he could back off she lifted her right leg and hooked her foot under his ankle, she dodged his fist by leaning to the side, and jumped up, ankle still hooked, throwing him off his balance into the floor, hard. She looked at the three, writhing in pain on the floor. "Brains beat Brawns anytime, remember that before you try to take me on" she scoffed and walked off..
(Fading memory)
Brooke stood remembering clearly that faithful day, and the adversaries she had made on it. Ah. yes, she was taken to the director's office, and clearly the director thought she started the fight. "I'm sure I would truly pick a fight 3 to 1" she had complained. The director was two rapped up in that unbelievable story that the trio were sweet, little angels, 'a laugh' she had told herself, but that was an understatement. 'Ah, but it has been fun'. "So you boys haven't thought of anything new yet. I mean you've been using the same trick for about a year to get me to fight you. And about that, what's up with that anyway? Do you fight me because you want to prove to yourselves that a girl's weaker than a boy? Well it hasn't worked yet! Oh but I know, your precious pride's hurt" She rolled her eyes "Go fly a kite!" she scowled.
"Just fight us you moron" yelled Jerry. Two heads nodded in agreement.
"Why? So I can humiliate you in front of everyone this time? Actually that isn't such a bad idea!" She shouted. Three scowls spread across the trios faces. They charged at her. 'Four years, and they still haven't learned' she thought. She did a spinning back-kick knocking Jerry and Vinny into the dust. 'Same old, same old, their V pattern gets old.' Finally she met her stronger opponent. She dodged most of his attacks, but one graced her eye. By the feel of it she'd get a pretty good sized black-eye by morning. 'All the more proof of their defeat' She dodged his next attack and then fake- high-kicked, as he made a grab to flip her over, she lowered it, and hit him hard in the stomach. As he clutched his stomach, she made a quite fist and punched him down, a quick fight. 'Not too shabby, I got out easy'.
She walked back towards the tree that she had used in place of the one she used at her old home. Next to the tree was a brilliant fountain, which she always paused to admire before her workout. She headed towards the fountain when she found the water pouring out of it was slightly purple. A wave of shock came over her. Purple water? She looked closer at the strange liquid, thinking it was some sort of grape juice, or Cool-aid coloring poured into it. She stuck her finger in to taste it. Quickly she withdrew her finger; it felt like she had touched a hot stove. Slowly she lowered her head to the water. As she approached she saw a pair of violet shining eyes staring square up at her. She drew her head back. no! It couldn't be? She lowered her head again, this time the violet eyes didn't come back. but... wait! Appearing before her was a face, with copper hair, and-and violet eyes. it was. it was.no, that was impossible.
She ran away from the fountain, the face. no.. She headed towards the tree. Her punches were quick and jab like, but hard. Her kicks were staccato sounds hammering against the rotten, dead tree; she'd never punch or hurt any plant or animal alive, unless her health was threatened. Her pain from her last fight and her fear of the face all went into those strikes. By the fountain the face surveyed her, and nodded to herself.'she'll do' the face whispered.'she'll do'. A loud splintering sound echoed across the playground, as her shoe hit the wood harder than she'd intended it to. "Damn" she shouted "I'll never find another place to kick without toppling this thing over". She sat down, back arched, face slumped into her hands. "Jeez" suddenly, a voice called out.
"BROOOOOKEEE?!?!"
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Sorry I tried to make it longer everyone. I'm so mad that all those html tags didn't work on the last chapter; it looked really bad, I'm sorry I had to put you through reading through all of that. Ack, it does look bad doesn't it? Any peeps who know how to keep the paragraphs separated without using the tags, cause they won't work for me. I asked my friend, she doesn't write TP fan fiction; otherwise I'd give you her penname. She told me this, so hopefully it'll work, if it does I'll fix chapter 1 and tell you in chapter three, so you can reread it and it looks better. Sorry again! PLEASE REVIEW! I tried to make this chapter a little more interesting. hmm. now who could the face be. if you need help. which I know none of you do (hopefully) consult the fact that Brooke mentioned it was a girl, with red hair and violet eyes. COME ON PEOPLE it's not that hard! Anyways thanks to those of you who reviewed! Reviewers:
Lady Arwen Evenstar- JRR Tolkein fan? Me too! ~Grins~ Yeah, it does need more and thankies for the review! I'll write more if you review more! I also tried to make this one a little longer
Googlepuss- cool name! .naw? You don't say? I thought she was gonna end up in Never Never Land. hmm I better go ask her ~Runs off to the orphanage to ask and pick up the next chapter~
Galadriel Greenleaf- another Tolkein fan! Jeez, outa 3 reviews 2/3 of um are Tolkein fans. Thankies for the review, please write more reviews! I love um!
(Ok people, I got three reviews, which isn't bad, most people probably turned their heads the instant I said I was new, or when they saw how screwed up the page looked, byes everyone. AND PLEASE REVIEW!!!
Thanks everyone for reviewing. I know the first chapter was pretty pathetic. the html codes didn't work so it looked really bad. sorry! Thank you for reviewing! I appreciate your compliments. even if they are criticism. come on people you know you can give them. I want to know exactly what I did wrong this time! :-D
Chapter 2
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"Yo! K'rownd heads up!" I heard, followed by snickers. that could NEVER be good. Quickly I spun only to find several pinecones inching towards my face. Quickly I kicked high into the air, and knocked two of them out of my path, then I grabbed the last, wanting to flinch as the spikes cut into my flesh. I didn't though. I knew I'd be teased if I did. I glared at the three who had thrown the cones. Jerry, Gabe and Vinny. Also known as deadbeat, punk, and dufus. Yep, that was them. Jerry almost always owed somebody something, most of the time it was a good bruising. He was an average height, about 13 years old, with brown eyes and mud brown hair. Gabe was the leader of the trio, though he wasn't very smart, he made up for it in muscle. He had gorgeous looks 'All wasted' she though bitterly. He was tall for his age, about 5'11'' at 14 and still growing. He had curly, platinum blonde hair, which were paired with crystal blue eyes. As for Vinny. well his nickname is pretty self-explanatory. Vinny was stalky about 4'9'' he was also the youngest, about 12 years old, my age. The three in contrast, especially in height, looked very strange together.
"Well, boys looks like you almost hit me that time" I sneered, I was the target of their bruisings and ridicule most of the time, it got quite old. It all started right when I came to the orphanage...
(Flashback)
~A young girl was being escorted into the orphanage by the director. Three boys stood by idly. A mock politeness was spread across each of their faces. The girl looked at each of them and buckled up wiping her tear- stained face and standing straight. 'I won't let them humiliate me' she thought. 'I won't' she glared at them, looking past their angelic like atmosphere, as they acted all innocent. She saw a smirk spread across the one with platinum-blonde hair, called Gabe. She glared at them, wondering what trick they had up their sleeves, she knew his expression well; she had seen it used many a time before. Finally, the director spoke, "We need someone to show Brooke around, and make her feel at home, any offers?" At first no hands were raised, finally Gabe nudged the shortest of the bunch with him in the ribs, and the young boy raised his hand. "Vinny, hmm.I suppose you'll do.you haven't more than a year on her anyway. Very well, I must attend a meeting, off you go everyone. Go on, scat. With that the director left and everyone scattered except for the three boys and the 'new kid'. The girl looked at them "what'd you wanta show me around for, unless ya got something yer tryin' to pull." She glared at them, eyes inquiring, knowing they wouldn't tell the truth. "C'mon spit it out!" She yelled.
The boys stared open mouthed, stupefied by her demands, as if to say 'hello, we're older than you, and stronger remember.' But they didn't and Gabe smiled mischievously. "I know Vinny probably doesn't want me to tell you this, he was too nervous but he thinks you're kinda cute, he told me so himself.tell her Vinny."
"I do no-"He felt a sharp jab in the ribs and then spoke again "Yeah. I'm just embarrassed I guess... but you are cute." The girl rolled her eyes, as Vinny pretended to be attracted to her, and he played with one of her blonde curls. Suddenly the girl freaked out. "Don't touch my hair, I don't like you ya moron, can't you tell! And I know you don't like me. so what's your real deal?" She glared evilly at them. Gabe once again smiled that mischievous smile. She glared back, her gaze settling specifically at him.
"Well-"The older boy said- "-You see. look, get this straight, we run the show here ya understand, so suck it up. Vinny, show her around. if she gets outa line show her how business runs around here. We picked you so ya'd understand that we's the boss, right boys?"
"Yeah whatever Gabe" Vinny said. He tugged the girls arm harder than he should normally, leading her to class.
"Get off me you loon!" Brooke had yelled. A callused hand came down upon the arm that settled on her. A red stain spread across the spot where impact was made.
"Hey, you, girl! Don't you go hittin' my boys, lets teach em' a lesson guys!" Gabe spoke again. Brooke spun about to turn and walk away, but stopped, her eyes danced merrily. Finally, something to practice her skill on. She had been practicing karate on a tree before, for about a year, a self defense sort of thing. The three boys charged at her. She waited until she heard there thundering steps about a foot behind her. 'Man they have no idea how to sneak up on prey do they?' she though with a smirk. 'Maybe they think they don't need to' the less confident part of her said. 'Well, here goes'. She spun and met the leader with a high kick, slamming him in the face. With the next two she darted in towards them, as they slowly prepared to punch her she ducked and they punched each other in the face. Two sidekicks knocked them over. Her eyes then met the handsome leader, he was at least a head taller than her, and her kick had not quite hurt him enough to stop him like his squad.
"So, you think your tough eh girl?" He scoffed, voice strong trying to be intimidating, but a quaver in his voice showed his pride had been hurt by allowing a girl to make him flinch. Brooke remained silent, she preferred not to tell a bully how she felt, and he could figure the question out for himself. If he had enough brainpower. Gabe put strength, not agility into his punches and she dodged every one. Her eyes danced, as if telling him through motions 'beat me if ya can'. In her last dodge she ducked, falling back and catching herself, leaning on her hands, as if she were to start to make a bridge. (C'mon people, you know the gymnastics thing?) She pretended to look beaten, and then he lowered his fist, she smirked, and before he could back off she lifted her right leg and hooked her foot under his ankle, she dodged his fist by leaning to the side, and jumped up, ankle still hooked, throwing him off his balance into the floor, hard. She looked at the three, writhing in pain on the floor. "Brains beat Brawns anytime, remember that before you try to take me on" she scoffed and walked off..
(Fading memory)
Brooke stood remembering clearly that faithful day, and the adversaries she had made on it. Ah. yes, she was taken to the director's office, and clearly the director thought she started the fight. "I'm sure I would truly pick a fight 3 to 1" she had complained. The director was two rapped up in that unbelievable story that the trio were sweet, little angels, 'a laugh' she had told herself, but that was an understatement. 'Ah, but it has been fun'. "So you boys haven't thought of anything new yet. I mean you've been using the same trick for about a year to get me to fight you. And about that, what's up with that anyway? Do you fight me because you want to prove to yourselves that a girl's weaker than a boy? Well it hasn't worked yet! Oh but I know, your precious pride's hurt" She rolled her eyes "Go fly a kite!" she scowled.
"Just fight us you moron" yelled Jerry. Two heads nodded in agreement.
"Why? So I can humiliate you in front of everyone this time? Actually that isn't such a bad idea!" She shouted. Three scowls spread across the trios faces. They charged at her. 'Four years, and they still haven't learned' she thought. She did a spinning back-kick knocking Jerry and Vinny into the dust. 'Same old, same old, their V pattern gets old.' Finally she met her stronger opponent. She dodged most of his attacks, but one graced her eye. By the feel of it she'd get a pretty good sized black-eye by morning. 'All the more proof of their defeat' She dodged his next attack and then fake- high-kicked, as he made a grab to flip her over, she lowered it, and hit him hard in the stomach. As he clutched his stomach, she made a quite fist and punched him down, a quick fight. 'Not too shabby, I got out easy'.
She walked back towards the tree that she had used in place of the one she used at her old home. Next to the tree was a brilliant fountain, which she always paused to admire before her workout. She headed towards the fountain when she found the water pouring out of it was slightly purple. A wave of shock came over her. Purple water? She looked closer at the strange liquid, thinking it was some sort of grape juice, or Cool-aid coloring poured into it. She stuck her finger in to taste it. Quickly she withdrew her finger; it felt like she had touched a hot stove. Slowly she lowered her head to the water. As she approached she saw a pair of violet shining eyes staring square up at her. She drew her head back. no! It couldn't be? She lowered her head again, this time the violet eyes didn't come back. but... wait! Appearing before her was a face, with copper hair, and-and violet eyes. it was. it was.no, that was impossible.
She ran away from the fountain, the face. no.. She headed towards the tree. Her punches were quick and jab like, but hard. Her kicks were staccato sounds hammering against the rotten, dead tree; she'd never punch or hurt any plant or animal alive, unless her health was threatened. Her pain from her last fight and her fear of the face all went into those strikes. By the fountain the face surveyed her, and nodded to herself.'she'll do' the face whispered.'she'll do'. A loud splintering sound echoed across the playground, as her shoe hit the wood harder than she'd intended it to. "Damn" she shouted "I'll never find another place to kick without toppling this thing over". She sat down, back arched, face slumped into her hands. "Jeez" suddenly, a voice called out.
"BROOOOOKEEE?!?!"
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Sorry I tried to make it longer everyone. I'm so mad that all those html tags didn't work on the last chapter; it looked really bad, I'm sorry I had to put you through reading through all of that. Ack, it does look bad doesn't it? Any peeps who know how to keep the paragraphs separated without using the tags, cause they won't work for me. I asked my friend, she doesn't write TP fan fiction; otherwise I'd give you her penname. She told me this, so hopefully it'll work, if it does I'll fix chapter 1 and tell you in chapter three, so you can reread it and it looks better. Sorry again! PLEASE REVIEW! I tried to make this chapter a little more interesting. hmm. now who could the face be. if you need help. which I know none of you do (hopefully) consult the fact that Brooke mentioned it was a girl, with red hair and violet eyes. COME ON PEOPLE it's not that hard! Anyways thanks to those of you who reviewed! Reviewers:
Lady Arwen Evenstar- JRR Tolkein fan? Me too! ~Grins~ Yeah, it does need more and thankies for the review! I'll write more if you review more! I also tried to make this one a little longer
Googlepuss- cool name! .naw? You don't say? I thought she was gonna end up in Never Never Land. hmm I better go ask her ~Runs off to the orphanage to ask and pick up the next chapter~
Galadriel Greenleaf- another Tolkein fan! Jeez, outa 3 reviews 2/3 of um are Tolkein fans. Thankies for the review, please write more reviews! I love um!
(Ok people, I got three reviews, which isn't bad, most people probably turned their heads the instant I said I was new, or when they saw how screwed up the page looked, byes everyone. AND PLEASE REVIEW!!!