Post by Quinn Pensky on Apr 17, 2008 19:23:21 GMT -5
Well, I know it's not an ad to a site, but it's an ad to my new oneshot, which is a Choey oneshot, well, the title undecided, but for now, Quarantine. Basically it's an alternate scene to when Zoey and the gang are playing dead to freak Chase out. Let's say it worked...
Here is part of it!
Visions swarmed through his mind as he saw each of his friends, on the floor. Some eyes were open, others closed. The boy felt his breath catch as he stayed, frozen on the spot. Tears began swarming around his eyes as he looked at his now dead friends, motionless and lifeless. All of this was because of Quinn’s freaky germ. The bushy haired boy’s eyes traveled around the room to the group. His eyes landed on Michael first. He was leaning against a wall, his eyes open and his arm draped down, coincidentally on Lola’s shoulder. He wore no smile as he remained lifeless. He couldn’t believe his best guy friend was dead. Just like that. He didn’t even say goodbye. Just like he never said goodbye to his grandmother. His grandmother, his grandmother’s image shot into his mind so quickly as so suddenly, He was mentally unprepared. He lost his grandmother last week, on their birthdays, and he was acting happy?! What kind of person was he?
Chase Matthews forced himself to shake off his thoughts as he looked down to Lola. Her eyes were closed, a faint smile playing on her lips, but she remained lifeless as well, her hands on the ground, one hand touching Michael’s shoe. Her hair was out like an open fan on the floor. She looked so innocent, as if she didn’t know the unfortunate even that was placed upon her, just like his grandmother didn’t know she was going to die. More images of his grandmother flashed through Chase’s mind at warp speed, memories consuming him.
That's the first two paragraphs. What do you guys think?
Here is part of it!
Visions swarmed through his mind as he saw each of his friends, on the floor. Some eyes were open, others closed. The boy felt his breath catch as he stayed, frozen on the spot. Tears began swarming around his eyes as he looked at his now dead friends, motionless and lifeless. All of this was because of Quinn’s freaky germ. The bushy haired boy’s eyes traveled around the room to the group. His eyes landed on Michael first. He was leaning against a wall, his eyes open and his arm draped down, coincidentally on Lola’s shoulder. He wore no smile as he remained lifeless. He couldn’t believe his best guy friend was dead. Just like that. He didn’t even say goodbye. Just like he never said goodbye to his grandmother. His grandmother, his grandmother’s image shot into his mind so quickly as so suddenly, He was mentally unprepared. He lost his grandmother last week, on their birthdays, and he was acting happy?! What kind of person was he?
Chase Matthews forced himself to shake off his thoughts as he looked down to Lola. Her eyes were closed, a faint smile playing on her lips, but she remained lifeless as well, her hands on the ground, one hand touching Michael’s shoe. Her hair was out like an open fan on the floor. She looked so innocent, as if she didn’t know the unfortunate even that was placed upon her, just like his grandmother didn’t know she was going to die. More images of his grandmother flashed through Chase’s mind at warp speed, memories consuming him.
That's the first two paragraphs. What do you guys think?
