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best friends part 2
Best friends part 2
Anna took her seat in math class. High school was boring. You honestly mean I have to spend three more years in this place? She thought as she took out her book and note pad. Her long blue bangs making it hard to see what the teacher was writing. To Anna all her math teacher ever wrote or spoke was 'Blah blah blah blah blah." ect. ect. Anna pushed her bangs aside. She started doodling in her notebook. Her fingers ran over already drawn lines. The sun shone through the window beside her desk. Although Anna could see storm clouds over head. It'd better pass, Anna thought, or else my other surprise will be ruined. Class was the same as always. Boring. Anna had always said there were things you'd never be able to detect in life,
1) old person eyebrow hair on your toothbrush
2) sleeping gas in math class
Anna mostly didn't pay attention. She never did in math. She just learned the concepts from Etoile when she filled Anna in. After math class, Anna met up with
Best Friends part 1
BEST FRIENDS pt 1
-Dear Diary, today was the first day of third grade. I met a pretty girl with strange blue hair. She had pretty brown eyes. She defended me from bullies. Her name is Anna. We're new best friends!
I met my best friend today. Her name is Etoile. That's french for Star. She has a pretty name. She has red hair and dark blue eyes, she is very pretty. I protected her from meanies today That's how we became best friends.
Etoile walked to school. Anna said she'd had a surprise for her the night before. Etoile was mildly exited. Anna's surprises were something to be exited but Etoile was used to it. Etoile was a tall shy girl, she had brownish reddish hair that went down to her mid back. Anna had long Blue hair and sparkly brown eyes. Anna usually wore a yellow tank top under a blue hoodie and gray jeans. When Etoile got to her class room Anna was hunched over her desk doing something. Her long blue hair covering her fac
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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