Hi guys, Silver here. This is something that happened in gym class a couple of days ago to Lily and I. It is written from my point of view.

    Our team had just lost another game of capture the football, what a surprise. We were easily the worst team in the gym, not that I cared. Losing just meant we were free to go sit in the bleachers, and I was more than happy to do that. Lily and I trudged up to the uppermost part of the bleachers, and sat there in comfy silence. I was perfectly content to sit there and stare off into space, and let my mind wander. Another team jumped out of the bleachers and onto the wooden floor of the gym as I vaguely wondered why we even bothered with P.E. in the first place. Lily was leaning forward in her seat next to me, looking like she was debating whether to climb down or not. I was to preoccupied with my thoughts to pay attention to what was happening on the floor, and I hardly noticed when the buzzer went off.
"Our team is off (the court)" she said to me.
"Wait, when where they even on?" was my intelligent response.
She cracked up promptly after I had said that, and I was left to think 'some best friend she is...'

- Hasta la Vista

    Hi everyone, Lily here. Silver swore that she would put up her story today, but she didn't. So I'll put up one I wrote for school some time ago. Hope you like it! I got a good enough grade on it, but please keep in mind that I did write it for school and was somewhat rushed. Enjoy! Oh, by the way I got a little bored of Raquilon, so I may not write for a very long time. But I'll write new stories, though. Click read more, right under.

Hey!  Its Ice Cream and I have a little proposition for you.  I want to know how well you have been paying attention to the story.  There were two teeny tiny hints in the story so far.  One of them is less obvious then the other. If you can find out where the hint is and what it means, I'm sure you will have gotten a vague or decent enough idea of Caroline's secret.  The first person who sends a close enough idea about her secret will get to create a main character and a plot line for my next story.  This means a story that I write, not Silver, Lily, or Fluffy ( who probably isn't planning on writing stories anyways.  Remember, its the person who gets a vague idea based on the few hints I've given.  Here's one more.  You ought to know about monsters and magic creatures.  This should be easier to figure out.  Email the answer and I will reply asap.  Also, the story line you decide if you win will probably be altered a little.  Good luck!

Hey ya'll.  Its time for the next chapter.  Its kind of short, but I am putting up chapters as much as I can.  

  Chapter 5

"So have you got the list all ready?" Caroline nodded.  She was a little disappointed at how long the list was.  Liane had invited 14 girls from their grade at their school as well as 2 from the upper class.  Her mother had also forced her to invite some family friends' daughters, 3 of them.  "Are you sure we can do a party with 19 other girls?"  Liane frowned at her.  "My party is going to be huge.  You of all people should understand the need.  Besides its not my fault my mom made me invite 3 girls just because we know their families pretty well."  Caroline stared at her knees.  Liane began to talk again.  "Anyways, there's no need for you to worry.  I have everything ready.  You will still get to put your sleeping bag next to mine.  Don't ask who the replacement will be if you don't show up.  How can my best friend miss one of my most important parties ever?"  Caroline felt her stomach doing flip flops.  How could she tell her?  

This is a short chapter.  Sorry but I really don't have time and much of a plot plan right now, but I still wanted to type something so I have a short entry this time.  
~ Ice Cream out!  

" My party will be this Saturday!"  Caroline turned to face her friend.  They were sitting at the lunch table at school the day after. "Huh?"  Liane glared at her.  Although she showed no remembrance of their conversation the night before, she still seemed a little cross.  They had been so excited!  How could she have forgotten about Liane's sleepover birthday party?  She almost got excited before she could remember why there was no way that she could show up.  Especially considering when a full moon night would be dangerous.  "How about you wait till the moon can't be seen and stall another week?"  She asked hopelessly.  Liane gave her a quizzical look.  "No way!  You better show up Caroline or I'm gonna hurt you so bad.  Besides my birthday is Sunday.  I can't have a party next week!  We are going to cut the cake at midnight!  Its going to be epic."  While Liane chattered on excitedly about the party, Caroline stared at the  ceiling.  The day after tomorrow she was going to have to spend the night at Her friend's house with a bunch of other girls.  This was going to be great.  Just plain great.
Once again- grammatical errors! I, t, APOSTROPHE, s, you dum-dum!





  

Hey, Please comment on chapter 2.  If there is any constructive criticism about it please do tell.  I'm probably not going back to change it unless I really think I have to and I don't want to change too much but I will use this knowledge to write my stories and further chapters much more fantabulous!  

  Hey guys, Ice Cream again.  Here's chapter 2.

  Chapter 2
Finally, Caroline said, "You're being stupid". 
Liane grabbed a pillow off of the bed and threw it down so she could plop down on it. 
"I don't know what you mean." 
Caroline sighed.  "I mean... You know..." 
Her voice faltered causing Liane to raise her eyebrow. 
"You seem a bit off."  Liane began in a very concerned voice. 
Caroline ignored her and proceeded to finish her math homework.  They two girls resumed normal interactions for the rest of the evening until Liane's mom came to pick her up.  Caroline breathed a sigh of relief after her friend left.  She had gotten suspicious.  She certainly had reason to be.  She must have noticed the deep change Caroline had undergone over the past three months.  Things were no longer the same now.  She couldn't do the things she used to do and she felt many emotional twinges inside of her.  She was, however, more concerned about Liane's sleepover birthday party which would be approaching soon.  She knew what Liane had planned because they had been planning for almost a year now.  Lately, due to her little problem, she wasn't all that excited now.  Sure they were best friends, but there was no way she could explain to Liane what was going on .  She just wouldn't get it.  She hadn't told her family till very recently.  There was no way Liane could find out.  No way.

   

Hey, I want to put up part of my new story.  I'll be doing it in chapters; a new chapter will be on a new post.  I'm putting up chapter one of "The Secret".  Here it is. 
~ Ice Cream
                                      Chapter 1
         Caroline was feeling light-headed.  Her best friend Liane was mindlessly meandering along the sidewalk not  really paying attention to Caroline.  She had been too busy chattering away about how she had won the spelling bee at school.  Too be honest, Caroline wasn't all that interested.  Lately, Liane had been wrapped up in her own little world and seemed to only talk of herself.  She was relieved when she finally reached home.  The pair walked in through  the already open glass door. To her utter disappointment it was Emily. her 17-year-old sister who was home, not her mom. 
"where's mom?" She asked. 
Emily turned and pointed the the cell practically attached to her face.  Caroline rolled her eyes.  She grabbed Liane and they trotted upstairs to Caroline's room.  The two of them stared at each other.  There was an awkward silence. 
"Well.." Liane began. 
"Well, what?" Caroline replied. 
"What's up with you, you've been like, totally acting all bummy lately."  "Bummy?"  Liane nodded.  "So... what's the big secret?" Liane stared at her eagerly for an answer.  Caroline said nothing.   

Hey this is Ice Cream.  Silver deleted all my old posts but I have to say I'm sorry but I'm deleting my original story and starting fresh.  I plan on a totally different idea and maybe this story will be up some time in the future.  Sorry for the sudden cancellation.  :( 

 Someone deleted my comments up here! (Silver?) Well anyway, sorry about the bad ending down there, but I was stuck. More later.

     Creak. Creak. The moan of the floorboards, the hiss of the flames, and the owls softly hooting in the trees mingled to form a soft lullaby that Raquilon fell asleep to every night. But this night, the familiar sound wouldn't lull her into dreaming. This night, the tower would be empty. 
    She picked up the embroidery she had been working on. It showed a maiden covered in a cloak, running through the forest. She put it into a bag, along with food, her meager savings,  some clothes, and a beautiful ruby brooch. Then, she turned to her mirror and started braiding her long, golden locks for the very last time. Instead of securing the end of her braid with her customary ribbon, she tied it with the sturdiest thread she could find, at the top and bottom. Then, she picked up a scissors. After a moment's hesitation, she plunged into the top of her braid, just below her shoulders, and sawed it off.
    The braid lay in her lap, lifeless. She hadn't wanted to cut it off, but fifteen foot long golden hair was just too conspicious. She also needed a way to climb down the tower. Jumping more than twenty feet was not an option. She walked over to the only window in the room, opened it, and tied her braid to the latch on the side. Raquilon picked up her basket, held on to the locks that were once hers, and climbed down to freedom.
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    Raquilon wrapped herself in her cloak and ran through the dark, dense, woods. She wouldn't have had to do it if Emmis had come last week. He'd climbed up her tower and promised to save her so many times, and leaving each time with a little bit of her heart. They'd finally decided on when. But he didn't come then. That was when she had started working on the embroidery. Raquilon told herself that she would only wait for him until he was done with it. Then she would leave.
    Now, she was finally finished. She'd tried to stall, adding so many details that the back side of the cloth was full of messy loops. He still hadn't come, and she knew he was well- if anything happened to a hair on the prince's precious head, the news would spread throughout the entire kingdom. Even the witch would hear.
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    Raquilon ran into a small, ivy covered cave. It had started raining- big, wet drops the size of gold coins. She opened her heavy bag and pulled out a cloak a, hunk of bread, and a wedge of cheese. After hastily pulling the cloak over her head, she gobbled her food, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep.
    The witch had raised Raquilon since she was four years old. Raquilon only knew the witch wasn't her mother because she had a hazy memory, almost like a dream, of a tall couple looking down at her. The woman had been saying, "But she's our daughter, Ernest!"