YESTERDAY...... "how'd you like it?' I asked Violet, showing her my tablet. " It's good, it's good," she said quietly, " but it's not exactly what happened." she explained. i frowned and asked, " what do you mean?" " well....." she started to say, while biting her tongue. We were currently at the playground by our school which wasn't the best place to talk about powers and things like that, especially with the other 4th graders who thought they ran the school. Right by us a girl with her light blond hair strapped into a ponytail, stuck her head into our conversation, " SOOOOOO......" she said her eyes battering like they were innocent, " what-cha up too?" Violet shifted her head towards her, forming a fist as she said, in a tough tone, " what do you want Claire?" Claire ( that is not her real name, though it is similar, and i shall never speak it) smirked and backed up yet, carried on, " Oh, nothing, nothing," she said, her eyes narrowing down to the sidewalk as she held her friendship bracelet filled arms behind her back, " i just, you know, wanted to know what you guys were talking about!" she said as she lifted her head up towards Violet and smiled wide, as a glimmer of white, polished, teeth showed. Violet, as you might not know, is very feisty, especially to car- i mean, Claire, and she wasn't having it. " you know we're not your friends, you hate us for no particular reason, and we know what your silly game is!" she shot back her hazelnut colored hair flew behind her in the wind. with this remark Claire's eyebrow arched into an evil slide of death, and then, she screeched, " AHH!" as she stormed off towards her clique. Violet shook her head as she said, " when will that girl stop?" I shrugged and said, " she's been mean to me ever since the 2nd grade, yet i have no idea whatsoever." Violet gestured for us to moved toward our special tree where JT and Marshall ( our other friends who i'll speak more about next time) already sat. The big oak tree on the perimeter of the playground, behind the basketball court, was the only place where we felt secure. " so," i continued," what were you saying about blog post?" I asked her. " oh yeah," she answered," it's a good story and all but it's slightly off the truth, honestly, that is NOT how you found out my powers, It all went like this," and there is where i start to talk to you about the topic, that title of my blogpost.
December 2015, " Cat! Cat!" Violet shouted as she ran up to me, her snowboarding jacket hood bouncing on top of her head as her backpack streamed behind her, " I...I..." she stammered as she started to breathe fast, " HUFF, HUH, HUH HUH!" " BREATHE! breathe!" i shouted back, " now, what is it you wanted to tell me?" I asked. " I,I,I," "yes?" i said back, when suddenly the bell rank and it was time for class. " Take your seats." our teacher ordered us, " It's time to take a test on protractors and how exactly we use them." The class groaned since we all, i guess you could say, hated those darn pro-track-tor thingy-ma gigs. Anyways, i know that you guys don't want to hear how our 2 hour test went (or the fact the i got an 100, and no i did not just brag) so i'll skip to our 10 minute a day recess. We were on the seesaw when Violet suddenly remembered, " oh yeah!" she shouted quite exitedly, " i have, well let me show ya'!" she told me while scrambling through her traveling bag that she carries everywhere. " a-ha!" she exclaimed, pulling out a water bottle, " here's the little booger!" she said, getting off the seesaw, " holdth onth," she continue with a rubber band in her mouth, " pf! ugh, that rubber-band was filthy!" she shouted while zipping back up her bag. " ok," she exclaimed, " hold this!!!" she order me while leaping off the ground. I held it lightly, yet firm, so whatever Violet was about to do, i couldn't mess it up. " ok." i said, " go ahead!" Violet calmed her self down and concentrated her stormy, blue eyes onto the the bottle, then swiftly, did a gesture with her hand, when, and i'm not lying here, the bottle exploded , yep, it exploded. well, that's the best way to explain it. it, to me, seemed like a miracle. it was the best proof i'd ever seen. In the corner of my eye, i noticed Mr. Hallmark staring at us like we just another stepping stool in his plan. At least that's how i'd describe ithttp://tefiveelements.blogspot.com/p/info-about-five-elements-and-what-they.html (p.s. i have a new page on here!)
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