Okay I'm here in my room, a pencil in my hand Pagsulat about an extraordinary term I've had.
He walked me home, his arm over my shoulder and when we got to my door...
"Hey dork are you coming or not?" I turned around to see my 9 taon old brother Liam in my doorway.
"I'm nearly finished. Wait" I sinabi as I turned back to my notebook.
"Hey! I wait for you to try on your clothes at the mall. You try out like a bisillion (that's not a number) clothes and every time you look in the mirror your like
Does this dress make me look fat?" he sinabi in a little girl voice. "Well b!tch it does!"
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!" I yelled as I threw my unan at him. Then another boy came out from behind him and said
"He sinabi your fat. Are you def or something?" they looked at me with their evil grins.
Yep. I grew up with evil twin devils.
I jumped off my bed, grabbed my bag and put it on my back and...
Chased them.
Every morning, the same routine. They barged out of the door with me on their tail. Spot (our dog) decided to tag along and chased me.
We ran all the way to school. We stopped in front of Bayside primary and catched our breaths.
"I'm *huff* telling *huff* mom what *huff* you sinabi earlier *cough cough*!"
"Like she'll believe you, you" I spotted Mr Price coming our way. I shoved my hand over Liam's mouth and pushed him behind me.
"Mr Price! Back from your holiday huh?"
"Well yes and I see that your brothers have been driving you crazy?" he looked right into my eyes and I had to confess.
"Yes..." he reached out and rubbed my shoulder.
"That remembers me about a story I've had with my two sisters..."
"Okay heard that!" I choked out as fast as I could. "Lets go Liam and Leo" I pulled the twins into their school, sinabi a quick goodbye and headed across the road to Bayside Highschool.
Sorry I didn't introduce myself! I'm Amy Phillips. 14 years old (well soon) and a big tagahanga of Young Justice. I just drool about them all araw long. I draw tagahanga art and to be honest I'm pretty good. While most fangirls on fanpop love Nightwing, I guess I'm different cause I love...Wally!
I can just talk about him all day! Oh and about the "Extraordinary term I've had" it wasn't real. The truth is term 4 just started. Graduation for some and another taon for others. Every taon we have a prom and this time I'm trying to get a date. I usually hang with my mga kaibigan but this time, I'm going all out to find the boy of my dreams. But if you think about it, my dream boy is Wally. Now its impossible to find a boy just like Wally. Who looks like him, hes fast, funny, a flirt. But I try not to get my hopes down.
The kampanilya rings and I sit at my mesa I've had all year. Then someone throws a paper at me from behind.
Artemis.
Its weird huh? Shes not a double agent, who fakes her death. Shes a big slut always at the top. Head cheerleader and has gone out with nearly all the boys in the school. She bullies me a lot and teases me on how I draw Wally. I hate it!
And shes a natural blonde too! Her wavy hair, blue eyes and sexy body are her bituin looks. The boys say shes the sexiest girl in the school. I have soft brown straight hair, green eyes and a pretty good body. But the rumors just bring me down.
Math. I hate math. Our teacher is usually drunk every Monday because of the weekend bar he goes to. So I get out my notebook and start drawing Wally. This time shirtless. I decided to give him an eight pack to see what he looked like. The teacher was introducing the new kid in our class. I bet hes a real moron. So I continued drawing. His hair wet after surfing at the beach. His hands in his lightning shorts with a tabing-dagat background with the sun setting. I started to write Wally X Amy in curly writing. The new kid started to walk to the upuan beside me when he stopped to look at my drawing.
"What are you looking at newbie?" I sinabi sternly as I started the red pag-ibig puso around the words. "Can't a girl get a little privacy?" he put his hand on my mesa leaned closer to my ear and said.
"I didn't know I had an eight pack?" my pencil broke. I recognized that voice. I looked up to his face. Red hair, red over sando over a white shirt, denim jeans. Could it be?
Am I staring at my dream boy, Wally West?
He walked me home, his arm over my shoulder and when we got to my door...
"Hey dork are you coming or not?" I turned around to see my 9 taon old brother Liam in my doorway.
"I'm nearly finished. Wait" I sinabi as I turned back to my notebook.
"Hey! I wait for you to try on your clothes at the mall. You try out like a bisillion (that's not a number) clothes and every time you look in the mirror your like
Does this dress make me look fat?" he sinabi in a little girl voice. "Well b!tch it does!"
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!" I yelled as I threw my unan at him. Then another boy came out from behind him and said
"He sinabi your fat. Are you def or something?" they looked at me with their evil grins.
Yep. I grew up with evil twin devils.
I jumped off my bed, grabbed my bag and put it on my back and...
Chased them.
Every morning, the same routine. They barged out of the door with me on their tail. Spot (our dog) decided to tag along and chased me.
We ran all the way to school. We stopped in front of Bayside primary and catched our breaths.
"I'm *huff* telling *huff* mom what *huff* you sinabi earlier *cough cough*!"
"Like she'll believe you, you" I spotted Mr Price coming our way. I shoved my hand over Liam's mouth and pushed him behind me.
"Mr Price! Back from your holiday huh?"
"Well yes and I see that your brothers have been driving you crazy?" he looked right into my eyes and I had to confess.
"Yes..." he reached out and rubbed my shoulder.
"That remembers me about a story I've had with my two sisters..."
"Okay heard that!" I choked out as fast as I could. "Lets go Liam and Leo" I pulled the twins into their school, sinabi a quick goodbye and headed across the road to Bayside Highschool.
Sorry I didn't introduce myself! I'm Amy Phillips. 14 years old (well soon) and a big tagahanga of Young Justice. I just drool about them all araw long. I draw tagahanga art and to be honest I'm pretty good. While most fangirls on fanpop love Nightwing, I guess I'm different cause I love...Wally!
I can just talk about him all day! Oh and about the "Extraordinary term I've had" it wasn't real. The truth is term 4 just started. Graduation for some and another taon for others. Every taon we have a prom and this time I'm trying to get a date. I usually hang with my mga kaibigan but this time, I'm going all out to find the boy of my dreams. But if you think about it, my dream boy is Wally. Now its impossible to find a boy just like Wally. Who looks like him, hes fast, funny, a flirt. But I try not to get my hopes down.
The kampanilya rings and I sit at my mesa I've had all year. Then someone throws a paper at me from behind.
Artemis.
Its weird huh? Shes not a double agent, who fakes her death. Shes a big slut always at the top. Head cheerleader and has gone out with nearly all the boys in the school. She bullies me a lot and teases me on how I draw Wally. I hate it!
And shes a natural blonde too! Her wavy hair, blue eyes and sexy body are her bituin looks. The boys say shes the sexiest girl in the school. I have soft brown straight hair, green eyes and a pretty good body. But the rumors just bring me down.
Math. I hate math. Our teacher is usually drunk every Monday because of the weekend bar he goes to. So I get out my notebook and start drawing Wally. This time shirtless. I decided to give him an eight pack to see what he looked like. The teacher was introducing the new kid in our class. I bet hes a real moron. So I continued drawing. His hair wet after surfing at the beach. His hands in his lightning shorts with a tabing-dagat background with the sun setting. I started to write Wally X Amy in curly writing. The new kid started to walk to the upuan beside me when he stopped to look at my drawing.
"What are you looking at newbie?" I sinabi sternly as I started the red pag-ibig puso around the words. "Can't a girl get a little privacy?" he put his hand on my mesa leaned closer to my ear and said.
"I didn't know I had an eight pack?" my pencil broke. I recognized that voice. I looked up to his face. Red hair, red over sando over a white shirt, denim jeans. Could it be?
Am I staring at my dream boy, Wally West?
How did I survive?
It was peaceful
Then they came
They took all ‘smart’ and ‘intelligent’ ones
They burned our houses
They burned our city
They burned our people
They almost burned me
She almost burned me
I will never forget her face
Long hair
Blue eyes filled with fire
Angry...
So angry...
She held apoy in her hand
It didn't hurt her
The apoy just danced in her hand
She looked at me
Then my parents
Then me
She burned my parents
I ran
It was hot
So much fire
So much burning
I ran
I hid
I dissapered
Now I am here
I am Rostlina
And I am going to kill the apoy casters.
It was peaceful
Then they came
They took all ‘smart’ and ‘intelligent’ ones
They burned our houses
They burned our city
They burned our people
They almost burned me
She almost burned me
I will never forget her face
Long hair
Blue eyes filled with fire
Angry...
So angry...
She held apoy in her hand
It didn't hurt her
The apoy just danced in her hand
She looked at me
Then my parents
Then me
She burned my parents
I ran
It was hot
So much fire
So much burning
I ran
I hid
I dissapered
Now I am here
I am Rostlina
And I am going to kill the apoy casters.
Dozens of reporters swarmed around the billionaire from New York, but he calmly walked past them all and into the limousine. A bodyguard turned around.
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he sinabi in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. I told you the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl sinabi it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
"Mr. Grant has no statement to make." he sinabi in a heavy accent, and got into the car with the billionaire before it drove off.
"Target moving north."
"Nightwing?"
"What?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Yeah. I told you the target was moving north."
"It sounded like a girl sinabi it."
"Do I sound like a girl to you?"
"No."
"Then keep an eye on the target, Batgirl. Nightwing out."
The Red Army Rises:
June 2012
For a moment, Revenge was pressed against her in the narrow hallway in complete darkness. Then, there was a light, from Revenge's mask, and the hallway was lit in a dim red light.
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any madami smart remarks?"
"Ladies first." Revenge said.
"Scared?" Batgirl asked.
"Funny." Revenge said. "I'll take point."
Barbara cut him off. "I'LL take point." she said.
"I've got the light." Revenge said. "And the armor, and the brains."
"Har har, funny."
"Indeed. Watch my back."
"From the scary dark?" Batgirl asked in a mocking voice.
Revenge turned and tossed a dagger into the darkness behind them. It went farther than the three feet of the iron door through which they had entered.
"Any madami smart remarks?"