Wow. I'm honestly very disappointed in myself. I haven't updated this for such a long time! I think I've updated Twitter more than this. Definitely.
Anyway. Let's try this again.
Below is a piece of writing that as of right now I don't know what's going to be about. I'm going to go on the NaNo forums and go to the "Adopt an Opening Line" thread. I'll go to page 9 and then pick one of the first three I like. Sounds good? Okay. Let's get started.
--S/he had always know that if there were ever to be a day that s/he died, it would be a Monday.
--Like most things, it started with a boy/girl.
--MC had prided her/himself in never being surprised at what the world threw at her/him, and always took things in stride. Needless to say, finding a dead man in her closet was not what she had expected that Saturday morning.
Okay. Not the best of choices... but that's what impromptus are, right? Be imaginative.
I'll pick the second, I guess. Romance, of all things. What is wrong with me? >.>
Like most things, it started with a boy, in a cliched beginning.
On Monday morning in Class 3-A of Emery Middle School, there was a high-pitched shriek from Olivia, debatably one of the most popular and spoiled girls in the whole school.
"Oh my gosh--Oh my gosh!--OH-MY-GOSH!" she screamed in three successive bursts, waving her hands like a hyper and unnaturally excited little girl. Which she was.
Kalena, the strong and moderately-beautiful protagonist of this story, asked, "What is it?" politely to keep Olivia from dying from lack of breath... or her fist of doom.
"The Reilly Brothers are coming here! HERE! TODAY!" she screamed, and faked passing out in excitement.
"The Reilly Brothers? Who are they?" Kalena asked a random person behind her.
Unfortunately, it happened to be a girl, and a crazy fan girl at that. "They're just the greatest and coolest and awesomest singers EVER!" she shrieked, and proceeded to promptly give a sigh of wishful thinking.
"Ah," said Kalena, but not really understanding. "So they're coming to our school? So what?"
Olivia, noticing that she had been ignored when she'd dramatically fainted, sat up and answered. "They're only the biggest celebrities in like, the WORLD, Kalena. Where have you been these last ten years?" she snickered.
"Not in the gutter," Kalena muttered as she sat down.
Thankfully Olivia did not hear and so did not respond one of her girly-girl, excited, angry, or downright hysterical responses. The teacher then took his cue to start the class. After all, who could speak over Olivia's screeching fangirl-isms?
"Now then," the teacher said slowly, as if preparing for an outburst of screams. "We were going to have some transfer students--"
Olivia, who obviously heard only the words 'we,' 'transfer,' and 'students,' screeched, "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, are they HERE yet?!" and proceeded to flip out a mirror and prune herself for the arrival of the singers.
"We-ell..." the teacher trailed off reluctantly.
"You said 'were'?" Kalena asked, raising her hand.
"Yes... They decided last-minute that they couldn't afford to take a side trip to our school and--"
In that instant three quarters of the girls in the class started to bawl.
"Why? Why? WHY?" cried Olivia, faking a sorrowful death from the news.
The teacher coughed to get everyone's attention. "Well, I'm sorry they aren't coming, but I think you'll be happy to hear that instead of the Riley Brothers, there will be another music group that will be coming, KJ49--"
As if on cue, another tremendous scream from the girls sounded, and Kalena was amazed the windows didn't shatter.
"Aren't you amazed, Kalena?" her friend asked her.
"Who are KJ49?" she responded.
Her friend excitedly proceeded then to describe this awesome band that was so "in" these days and how they'd reached the Top 20 CDs of 2009 and everything else absolutely possible.
Meanwhile Kalena's hands slipped into her desk and crumpled two letters for her with the return addresses "Riley" and "KJ49" on them...
This is why I don't write girly-girl romances...