This is Thea Dankworth up above or what I imagine her looking like.

This is Daxton Jackson up above or what I imagine him looking like.

This is Alayla Miracle up above or what I imagine her looking like.

This is Alexander (Alex) King up above or what I imagine him looking like.

This is just the character introduction and other stuff that you need to know about this Novel.

This was a creative writing thing in ELA, but I got a little attached to this beautiful piece of art. So I transferred my work on to ******* then here, so that's why there are those descriptive details that I did not actually say the word. And I didn't want to change the words because I'm lazy. This Novel has Girl Love, Boy Love, Action, Romance, Mystery, and a few other things that I can not think of at the moment. But continuing on here’s a preview of the story so far...

“... ‘Okay, ma'am, but-,’ he was cut off by my phone ringing.

I look at the name before answering the call, an unknown number, we have the same call zone so I'm not gonna worry too much.

‘Hello?’ I ask.

‘... *static*... help me... *static*...’ is all I heard from the other line before they hung up.”

Also my work is very cringe in the beginning because I was is 6th grade when I started this and I just forgot about it for a few years. And then my creative juices came for the story when I reread it and had a moment of I can make a better ending. So after awhile I wrote some notes down and continued where I left off of and had a few chapters done posted them and went on to a different story and worked on that one translating it from English to Spanish, and English to Russian. I can’t read Russian Or translate it my friend who can read Russian translated it. I only translated the English to Spanish one with help of family.

I don’t usually translate stuff but I did it for a bunch of my readers on *******. And I’m off topic. I’m just saying random things so I can have 500 words and I’m basically ranting so I can publish my Novel I’m on 4 hundred 2 words. Which is 402 in numbers and I just need 98 more words I think but then again I’m just estimating how many more words I need. I’m just trying to find things to say and it’s hard when you have nothing to say. But I is going to keep trying to write random things. I wonder if I will ever be a better writer? Maybe I might magically become a brilliant writer over night? Probably not just wishful thinking, but hey on a lighter note I’m a complete doche bag! Wait nvm, that’s not a lighter note- ... uuuuuummmmmmmm... I think my dog just p***ed on the floor.

As I walked into the art room just on time by one second then the bell rang.

"You're late," The art teacher said in a singsong voice, a plump African-American woman in an ugly beige dress.

"No I'm not," I replied with as much annoyance, "I came in one second before the bell rang so I'm not late." As I'm saying this my crush is staring right at me almost as if I'm not even there. A dead stare but with a little humor in his eyes, 'ya know that one kid in the class that thinks no one likes him but in reality like one girl actually does like him, yeah, that kid.

Ms. Hanock, a.k.a., the art teacher, gave me a steely glare as I sat down with my friend, Alayla.

"You really didn't need to argue with Ms. Hanock, " she said.

"Well, she was wrong about the time so I had to say something. Just wasn't about to let her put me as tardy. No way. No how."

As we pulled out our some clay figures trying to replicate a brownish-black figure of a ***** Apollo adding a loincloth. As I'm configuring my statue I look to my friend for inspiration. She's an orange-reddish head, with some banged up glasses that have butterflies on them, her eyes a blue with a greyish tint.

"I'm just wondering why you did chose this enrichment, like I was forced to be here so I don't know why anyone would want to have art as their enrichment," Alayla said

"I'm only here because I like art and my crush has this enrichment so, yeah," I said

She looked at me as if I told her I killed someone, her mouth hanging open like a bullfrog's, saliva almost dripping from her mouth.

"What!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she shrieked everyone looked in our direction like "who did that" except for Daxton, a.k.a. my crush, who was already looking at us or rather me. I had already caught him looking at me two times that class period and it was unusual because he never looks at me.

"OW!!" I cried dramatically as I could as I cut myself with an orange grip and black moving item that has a metal blade that sticks out. I have a tolerance to pain.

"Oh, child. Why in the name of God did I let you use that thing?" Ms. Hanock said knowing my "condition".

RRRRRRIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The bell rings. Saved by the bell yet again.

As we are walking from the art room I split from Alayla and walked over to Daxton who has short long brown hair that's almost black (like mine) with blue eyes and a Dead Men Tell No Tales sweatshirt, who is waiting by the door for someone. When he sees me his eyes go from a dead stare to a jumble of emotions that I can't straighten out so I can read them almost as if he knows what's coming....

"Hi," I say a little bit high pitch and too enthusiastically, "Sorry, that sounded so unlike me. But I didn't come here to talk about how voices sound. so, why were you staring at me in class?"

He looked down to hide his flushed red face, burying his face in his hair. Daxton cleared his throat. "Um, I just happen to find you, um no, something in your direction?" He started to question himself. He definitely has something going for me. I blushed in tum.

I think I'm falling for Daxton even harder now, like really hard. Ahh! What's wrong with me!!! Why do I feel so much more attracted to him than I usually do? Ugh!! Boys are so confusing and feelings.

Now we were both blushing and I had to do something to break the heatwave that had just blown in like a blizzard.

"Were you about to say something else?"

"Uuuhhh, um, uh, um, maybe?" The way he said it was so adorable I didn't know what to do so I stared at him in shock and while I was staring I was blushing as heck.

Then he asked me a question that I wouldn't have answered to anyone except Alayla and him maybe? I don't know.

"Do you like me?" Daxton asked getting brave.

"Maybe," I said in a low high pitched voice turning my head away blushing really, really, really hard. And I didn't need a mirror to tell me so because my cheeks felt like they were burning off.

"I'll take that as a yes then" He said walking out of the classroom leveling me there to be scolded by Ms. Hanock and taken to the nurse since I had not done so.

You little b***h, I thought very pissed off. When I see you next Daxton, you going down if I'm not staring at you're handsome eyes.

As I was leaving the nurse's office Daxton was waiting for me in the hallway, and said: "So, you like me huh?"

"Um," I said in the squeakiest voice as possible. "Um, I guess so. But I said 'maybe' I did not say yes I said maybe. Oh, wait I just said yes. Sh*t,"

"Why do you like me?" he inquired

"I guess because of your looks and because at times you are brave, and outgoing?"

"... I-I-I... d-don't kno-ow w-w-what to s-s-say." He said stuttering after a paining silence.

"I-I...um. I have to go," I raced down the hallway and through the front doors of the school and caught a cab.

"xxxx xxxxxxxxx xxxxx, xxxxxxxx, xxxxx please," I asked giving him a five-dollar bill.

"All right, dralin'," He said in a Texan accent.

\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~time skip brought to you by Deku's cinnamon roll face with extra innocents (about 20 mins) \~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~

"Thanks!" I yell at the cab driver as he drives off.

I look at the store sign, Barns & Nobles we meet again, I think I haven't been to Barns & Nobles in about two or three days.

I walk up to the doors and pull them open and the same to the other doors. I love the smell of new and old books, there's just something about the factory sent that makes them smell amazing.

As I'm walking through the shelves heading towards the manga section I see my ex-girlfriend, and I still find her attractive.

I hope she doesn't see me, I walk with my head down looking the other way she doesn't notice me, phew I got past her. Now I head to the manga section. As I'm looking at this manga called My Hero Academia, I don't notice someone sneaking up on me until it's too late.

"AH! F*CK!" I yell as someone covers my eyes making me drop my manga. "WHO THE F*CK ARE YOU?!" I ask still yelling and freaking out. My eyes are still covered with a hand that smells like paint and blood.

"It's just me Thea," they said. By the sound of their voice and feel of their hand, they are a male I concluded.

"Huh?"

"It's me Daxton," he clarified.

Dun, dun, duaaa! Cliffhanger because I'm an sshole and because I'm running out of ideas for this chapter. Anyways I really like the fact that* *MangaToonis making me censor my words because it helps me to stop cussing irl, but I like ******* more we could put any amount of words even if it was one word and we could publish it. But I took it down because I didn’t like how some of the comments on there portrayed me, and I really didn’t feel like having to delete the comments every time someone did say something. I really don’t care anymore so roast me all you want.***