Part 4 (From Caryn's point of view)

Part 4:
I'm going to carry on in Caryn's POV. It's annoying writing like i'm stalking her.

Dad told me this morning that Mr Alex was coming round to look after me while he went to work. "Dad!" I said desperately, "Please! I will be fine!" Seeing him was the last thing I wanted. It made me feel sick at the thought. But Dad was not giving in. Mr Alex came around early. He looked strange dressed up like that. He was only maybe 19 but he had dressed like he was 50. I felt queasy looking at his cords and his leather jacket. After Dad had left, I give him a steely glare. "Hey, Car, don't look at me like that!" He said, pretending to put his hands up in surrender. "While you are here," I said angrily, "You will not flirt with me!" He drooped. I sighed. I went back to my room and sat up in bed and started Little Women again for about the hundredth time. I chanted along with little meg, fiesty Jo and peacemaker Beth. About and hour later, I snapped my book shut and walked downstairs. Mr Alex had fallen asleep. I walked past him and into the kitchen and there was a note pinned up on the memo board. It read, 'Caryn I'm sorry I acted that way to you. But you are such a shy, sweet, girl anyone could fall for you. If you want, we could just be friends. Or even just Teacher and Student. Please, Caryn. I just want you to love me back. Please don't keep with that teacher's pet name, Just call me Cal.' I snatched down the note and ripped it to pieces. I let the pieces of paper fall to the floor and fell on my knees and put my head in my hands. I suddenly smelt leather and a tender arm was around my shoulder. My head jerked. I looked at Cal. I suddenly felt my lips on his. We were kissing. I let go and rested my head on his shoulder. "Mr. Alex, I can't go on this way." I said. "It's not convienient." "I know.." He sighed. He tried to kiss me again and I pushed him away. He grabbed a hold of me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I unhooked myself and ran upstairs, a tear forming in the corner of my eye.

Part 3 of the club story

Part 3:


Whe Caryn woke again her Dad was sitting beside her bed. Mr. Alex had disappeared. "Hello," Caryn mumbled. "What happened?" Her Dad asked, frantically. Caryn desperately wanted to to tell him everything, but Mackenzie would get her and she was no tell-tale. "I f-fell and h-hut my head on a b-bench.." Caryn said, trying to smile, "Clumsy old me, eh?" Her Dad still looked grave. "Caryn, one of the girls from your year called Caria, I think it was, reported that a girl had floored you and kicked you in the head with a pointy high-heeled boot!" Her father exclaimed. "Caria!" Caryn yelled, "Is she alright?" "Yes, of course she is! She had no harm done to her!" He said, and ruffled Caryn's curls. "But she was floored too!" Caryn sobbed. "I should have protected her!" "What?" Her father looked confused. "Caria was kneeling beside you and rocking you when I got to you!"  "I must go see her!" Caryn tried to get up but she felt a sharp pain in her head. She felt her head and it was all bandaged up. "What happened to my head?" She asked. "It had a huge bruise and there was a huge cut across the front and the blood!" Dad shuddered, "Your skull is fractured, too." The door swung open and Caria waltzed into the room. "Hiya!" She said, and sat at the end of the bed. Caryn was slipping down the bed. She sat bolt upright and grabbed Caria's collar. "Why didn't you say you were floored too?" Caryn demanded. "Was I?" Caria pretended to scratch her head and think about it, but Caryn saw the twinkle in her blue eyes. "Caria!" Caryn squealed. "Okay, okay!" Caria grinned "Maybe I was floored too!" Caryn sighed, exasperated and lay back. "Were you floored, Caria?" Caryn's Dad enquired. "I was, Mr Downie, but I was fine because Mackenzie didn't kick me in the head." Caria said, and remembered she had said Mackenzie's name and covered her mouth. "Mackenzie who?" Dad said. "Wiseman.." Caryn whispered. "Right!" Her Dad said, jumping up. "I'm going to go phone the school and the police!" Her Dad said, storming out of the room. "No!" Both girls yelled after him, but he was already downstairs. "We're dead meat." Caria sighed. "I know!" Caryn said, and lay back and closed her eyes. Caryn suddenly remembered Mr Alex. "Hey, Caria, was Mr Alex with me at any point today?" Caryn asked. "Yes. He came home with you and stayed with you when your father went out to work again to explain he wouldn't be back in today." She replied. I gasped. Caria noticed. "What is it?" she asked, curious. Suddenly, Dad yelled upstairs to us. "Caria, pet! Your Mum is here!" Caryn blinked. "She's not my Mum!" Caria called back. "She's our cleaning lady running an errand for my dad!" Caryn relaxed. "Well, I'd better go, Caryn! See you soon! Get well!" Caria said, and flounced out of the room. She poked her head back around the door. "And I will find out that secret!" she declared.

The Little Princess Trust

Hey, guys.

I know this hasn't got anything to do with anything the , but would you mind looking at this?
click here to go to the website.

The Little Princess Trust is a charity that supplies wigs for children who have lost their hair through cancer or whatever else. The charity asks people to send hair to them and they send them off to a factory in China to be made into wigs.

I love that charity and I think I will maybe do some Voluntary work for them sometime.

Angel xxx

Part 2 of Club Story

Here's part 2:


"Are you okay?" Mr Alex asked Caryn. "Fit as a fiddle, Mr Alex." Caryn replied. She started to walk away. Mr Alex caught her by the shoulder. "They don't annoy you, do they?" He said. Caryn winced. "Do they? They annoy me everyday!" Caryn thought, but she didn't say it out loud. "No, Mr." said Caryn. Mr Alex considered her for a moment, then let her go and she walked of to lessons. "Here," said Caryn, handing Caria half her Twix. It was now afternoon break and Caria and Caryn were sitting on the same bench as they had been at lunch. "Hey! I still don't know your name yet!" Caria said, biting into her half of the Twix. "It's Caryn." Caryn replied. "Wow!" said Caria, "I like it!" Caryn blushed. "You shouldn't. It's just a normal name!" Caryn whispered. "Well, I do. My Mum was called Caryn." Caria said. Caryn suddenly felt really guilty. "Sorry.." Caryn mumbled. "You weren't to know." said Caria. Caryn suddenly was on the floor. She heard a cackle of laughter. Mackenzie. Then, Caria was on the floor with her. Caryn felt a boot on her head and everything went black. She opened her eyes and Mr Alex was sitting at the end of the bed, his head in his hands. Caryn sat up. "Um..Mr Alex?" she said. Mr Alex's head jerked. He suddenly hugged her tight. Caryn pushed him away. "Mr Alex? What are you doing?" she said, confused. "I love you, Caryn." He said. "What?" Caryn mumbled. She was slowly dropping into unconcioussness (I can't spell it!)  Mr Alex grabbed her hands. "No, Caryn!" He yelled. She couldn't hear him anymore. All she could see was blackness.

PART 3 COMING SOON! :D

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Yaya!

I have a new banner now, courtesy of Paint!

It took me ages, and one thing I now know is I will never get a good grade in ICT!

Bye x
Angel xxx

Club Story part 1

Club story..

So, yeah. We've decided to do a story to attract members. But, there will be two stories. One by me, and one Marissa. Huzzah! she will be posting!

I'm going to start mine here. I'm making it up on the spot. I have come to save you with a story from your dull, boring lives! *superhero pose*

I'm going to start now.

Caryn was flicking through her book and eating chewits. Another normal day. At least it was something to be proud of. I mean, she could even win a medal for the 'Longest time doing the same thing'. It didn't matter to Caryn, but it mattered to her friends. "Caryn!" They would say, "Get up and come to town with us!" or, "Caryn, we're going Ice Skating today. Do come!" Caryn always replied to their pleading reluctantly with a simple "No." You see, Caryn had a thing for books. Caryn's Mum had been a librarian before she died. Caryn's Dad told her that her Mum wished that her daughter would develop the same passion for books as she did. Caryn vowed that she would make her Mum's wish come true and Caryn would some day be a librarian. At least she thought she would. Suddenly, Caryn's bench felt a lot more heavier. She looked up from her book to see a plump girl sitting next to her. She looked like an elephant compared to Caryn's skimpy skinny body. "Hi!" said the girl cheerily, "I'm Caria. I'm new. Do you know the way to class 5b?" Caryn pointed vaguely down the hall. "Thanks," said Caria and got up. The bech rocketed upwards and Caryn jumped. "No problem?" Caryn said, and closed her book. Caria looked at her dog-eared copy of Little Women. "Little Women?" Caria said. "Yes," said Caryn "It was my mum's favourite book." Caria reached into her satchel and brought out her own copy of the book. "My Mum liked it too." she said sadly, "My Mum passed away giving birth to me." Caryn jerked. "I know how it feels," Caryn whispered "My Mum had the same fate." The bell suddenly rang for afternoon lessons and a swarm of children came into the hall. "I'll see you at afternoon break!" Caria yelled over the noise. "Okay!" Caryn yelled back. "Wow!" said a sneaky voice behind her "Mouse has actually communicated!" Caryn whipped around to see a slim girl with black shiny hair tumbling down her shoulders and blue eyes. Mackenzie Wiseman. Most popular girl in the school. a.k.a Trouble. "And with a little fatty!" said one of Mackenzie's gang. Caryn felt a grip on her shoulder. "Mackenzie," said a strange voice "My office, please." It was Mr Alex. Deputy head of the school. Mackenzie stormed off, muttering foul words under her breath. Mr Alex gave the other girls a steely glare and they hurried off. "Thanks, Mr A." Caryn said, and picked up her satchel, swinging it over her shoulder.

PART 2 COMING SOON! :D

Hello from *_bee_*

Hey there everyone =)

I'm just making this my introducing post on this blog, I hope we can achieve something from this.
This is Marissa, the former owner of the roleplaying club, most of you may know who I am, for those of you who don't, well this is me ahahah

I'm sorry for the short post but I don't really know what else to write.