Short Stories

Pottergirl1145 (part 2)

I'm very excited about all the feedback we are receiving, already this account is successful and I'm am so proud that I could be a part of this and that my contest was so successful. This leads me to publishing my next preview, a very important preview more so for my fellow co-owners even than the readers.

  The preview to our Co-Authored book. How exciting! Here we go!!

Preview for- With the wind
 

   "Hi! My name is August" I started nervously, glancing out on the crowd. "I guess I should tell you guys a little about myself. Well for starters, I have always been teased about having curly red hair and a weird name. Silly right?" I took a wary breath, but I was beginning to steady myself.

  "Well, that's what Bullies do. And I'm here to tell you that you can help it. I say that I was bullied, because I stepped up. I didn't let myself and my friends be dragged down. Now, your school called me here as a motivational speaker, but I'm more than that"

"I'm here as a powerful motivation to step up, get moving, get those gears turning! Bulling, broken down, is technical. They feel resentment towards themselves, they transfer the code onto you, and they update their self esteem as you brake down"

  "Bullying is a virus! It spreads from the bullied to their source of relief. So right now, I'm going to target Hand-me-down bullying"

  My speech went on for a while. I got out of breath, and I was sweating by the time I stepped of the stage of Emerson Elementary school.

   June hugged me tightly, her brown curls swinging across into my red hair. Her knee-high bright pink converses contrasted widely with her dress. She was also smudged entirely in paint. I noticed last week's bruise was still there. I grimaced, but didn't say anything.

  "That was great!" She said. I rubbed a bit of paint of my triplet sisters cheek with my thumb. "Where is Ju-Ju?" I asked. June shrugged.

  I walked around the backstage for a little, mostly looking for Ju-Ju. I flicked my red hair out of my eyes. My converse shoes thudded as a I walked slowly across the wood, breathing in the smell of old wood.

My white-washed jean shorts and my Blue ruffled top were suddenly reflected all around me. The sunflower that occupied my crazy red curls began to stare at me from all angles. I had walked into the dressing corridor.

And I still haven't found Ju-Ju. "Ju-Ju! Ju-Ju!" I called. "Auggie?" My other triplet sister called. Out from behind one of the mirrors stepped July Jewel Winters.

   Her blonde hair whisked around her shoulders, her tight blue shirt was tucked into her white-washed jean shorts quite fashionably. Her purple converse's were scuffed at the toes, and her rose that was stuck in her hair was slightly wilted.

  "So did you finish the posters with Juney?" I asked. "Yes, Auggie. How did the speech go?" July asked. "Oh, it went fine" I answered passively.

  July gasped loudly, scaring me. "What time! Auggie what time is it?!" She shouted. I fumbled for my iPhone. I clicked it on, and a picture of a "no bully" sign painted by June lit up the screen, as well as the time.

  5:00 blocked up at me. A tear slipped out of the corner of my eye. We. Were. Late. In fact, one of July's bruising could barely be seen on her hairline from the last time we were late. And I knew mine still branded my back.

  "Oh, Auggie. What are we going to do?" July pleaded.

 

   Wow! That was quite dramatic, but the actual story will start sooner than that. It is about triplet sisters (based of our profile picture) who are heavily abused a home, but are motivational speakers as well at school and other places.

  August is the speaker, she really has the way with words. (I will write her perspective) And she is based of of the red-head in the picture.

  July (or Ju-Ju) is the designer. She writes the speeches and designs the posters. She is based off of the blonde in the picture. I would like Fire_Heart_Amity to write for her. 

  June (or Juney) is the painter. She is an amazing drawer, a bit shy, but very kind. She is based off of the brunette in the picture. If you don't mind, Magentee could write on her behalf.

  So that's it, and I will let the others post. Sorry, I'm a bit eager.