There are many stories and fairy tales in the world, many are made up or over exaggerated. There are also many untold stories, some are too dark so they keep those stories in the shadows, little did you know that you are about to read one.
A normal day for a 6 year old girl would usually include playing with toys or going to school, maybe even playing soccer. But no, Juniper Gilmore was no normal little girl, she was a genius. She already went to college and had a degree in math, coding, engineering, physics, journalism, etc., there was nothing she couldn’t do besides be a “normal kid.” Sometimes she went outside to try and jump rope with other girls in the neighborhood or play pokemon or yu-gi-oh with the boys but they always refused to let her join them. She tried to research how to fit in and calculated and predicted all the chance and everything she could do to fit in. No matter what she tried, she failed.
As she grew up, she managed to make a friend, her name was Isabella(Izzy). Juniper was grateful and all to have Izzy, she didn’t deserve such a good friend. When Isabella went on a family camping trip to celebrate her completion of junior year, Juniper decided to make a new friend in the 9 days she would be gone.
Day 1-Juniper:
Yes, I’m sad that the first 777798 seconds of summer I’ll have to survive without my bff, but it’ll give me a chance to make new friends. How did that sound? I’m trying to sound incredibly stupid, is it working? Let me try again. Dude, I’m so pumped that it is summer. Like, I will miss my bestie but I like totally can’t wait to party and drink all summer. Hells, yeah. I know, I sound ridiculous but no studies (not even the smartest person in the world (not that I am a bragging person, but I am literally the smartest person who ever lived)) can figure out how to make and maintain a relationship your whole life using research and science. Anyways, I’m trying to use dumbed down words right now, let me keep practicing.
Day 1- Night
I just figured out that there is going to be a beach party tonight at 7, it is only 5 pm right now and my mom is already forcing me to get ready. She seems way too happy, like she never gets to feel proud of me. For gods sake, I have a 162/162 IQ.
Why me, I know that I have a pretty good life and all, but my mom is FORCING me to wear a “little” make-up, she will pay for this. Oh no she didn’t, she just pulled out a strap on around the shoulder, red, kind of see through around the stomach, short dress. Uh oh. She also pulled out a chanel clutch too…..and a curling iron…she keeps pulling out things like she has been waiting for this moment her entire parenthood. I don’t blame her, I usually wear jeans, boots, t-shirts and hoodies with leather jackets over them. I do feel bad though, she never before dressed me or wanted to dress my brother, Zach. I guess I will just go with the flow.
I end up with that short red dress, tights, ankle boots, large feather earrings, and a high bun. It took me (surprisingly) 10 minutes to get dressed, 30 minutes doing my hair, 40 minutes sitting down while my mom “fixes my hair,” and 40 minutes doing make-up. When we realize that it was time, I (silently) thank god that there wasn’t enough time for my mom to put jewelry and other unnecessary items on me.
By the time we arrived to Nissi Beach, the kegs were practically empty and everyone were already having a good time. During the car ride, I debated whether or not to go. I first decided not to go and pretend to be someone else, but then I felt this negative energy coming from my mom. I could tell that she doesn’t think I could do this. Then I said to myself, this is an experiment, shouldn’t scientists always wonder? In conclusion, I decided to find a group to hang out with first then I will make individual friends, that is why I am walking over to the beer pong table.
“Hi, I’m Juniper. Do you mind if I join you?” I say, standing by a boy who seems to be losing.
“Do whatever you want,” the boy responds.
I quickly note his lack of enthusiasm before joining him. During the game, I learned that James and Hailey were really good at beer pong but I also learned that I am almost immune to alcohol. Notice that I used almost, I felt sick after awhile so I went to sit down and watch the tides rolling in and the sunset.
I sat down, the sunset was ok considering that it happens everyday. For some reason, I couldn’t sit still and relax, I looked around, everyone (except me) was having a good time. I looked back to the sunset, looking for something interesting. Just then, a boy sat next to me (at a safe distance) and introduced himself.
“Hi, I’ve seen you around, you live in that green house, right? My name is Noah, Noah Jacob Sanchez,” the boy said, holding out his hand.
At first I hesitated, but I shook his hand anyway. “My name is…Sophie…Sophie Anderson-Taylor. You don’t have to talk with me, it’s fine. I enjoy being alone.”
“That’s a first, usually girls immediately swoon.”
“Ha.Ha. I think I’m gonna take off. It was nice meeting you though.”
“I know, this party is so lame. How about we go somewhere else.”
“I really gotta get home.”
“Come on, I promise you will have fun. I’ll make you a deal, you hang out with right now until..11, and you are still bored and not having fun, I will leave you alone. But, if you have fun, you owe me another date. Deal?”
“I bet you say that to every girl you ask out,” I say grabbing my coat.
“Please? You won’t regret it.”
“I gotta go,” I said leaving. I did actually want to go home, I just had to taxi home. My mom is making me stay out until 10:30 and it is only 9 right now. I could’ve gone but he was way too confident which showed he usually gets what he wanted. I think I should go to the pier right now, I am right here so I guess I should.
Ok, I bought 5 tickets with my cab money and each ride costs 1 ticket so I have to plan this out.
Here is my list:
1.Pendulum Thrasher
2. Drop Tower
3. Gravity Ride
4. Abyss
5. Ferris Wheel
I feel sick, that was too many twists, drops and turns on that stupid abyss ride. I should have one more ticket,
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Alright so I see it’s incomplete. My mind says that this story is going toward haunted ending. I don’t know, I’m weird so I’m predicting that this guy wants to kidnap her and use her brain energy to take over the world. Sorta like the modern day version of a Flannery O’Connor short story.
I thought this was a great start. The beginning paragraph made me feel like I was on a rollercoaster about to dive into something weird. I love beginnings like that which speak directly to the audience.
It was so funny to me because this character sounds exactly like me, but I am nowhere near brilliant.
I think this piece should have a surprise ending, one that ties all details together and leaves the reader in awe.