Post by gingertree on Jul 7, 2010 15:20:32 GMT -5
Welcome to terminal E.R.M. Also know as Escaping Reality Momentarily. The population of E.R.M. is me. Destination of E.R.M. is where ever I want to be. Right now I’m somewhere no one in their right mind would think of going, which is of course why I am here. I am in; well I haven’t named it yet. Since Wonderland is already taken, I have no clue what to call it.
“How about The City of Ballin’ or Edge” said a very attractive boy.
This god of a male, not boy, who looks oddly like the bad boy in my school that I am so crushing on, just appeared out of a stack of cards. He just stepped right out, like it was a door.
“I like Land of Edge, but I think she would prefer Sparkles Island”, my best friend Cayla weighed in.
Apparently, she had been sitting on a giant cupcake because there was a bunch of icing on her butt.
“Well you’re both wrong because this place is called Crazyville found in the land of LA-LA, which is clearly located in the providence of Random. This is square in the world of H.S., ruled by the Queen of Sparkles.” Someone or something said.
I looked around. I was clearly confused about what was happening.
“Over here lady” came the voice.
To my surprise it was a map, a talking map. I stared at it for a second, and then smiled contently. This was what I was hoping for, something totally random.
“Good day Lady Cayla and Sir Liam.” The map said flawlessly.
I looked at my best friend in shock. Then I looked over to Liam, who was giving me flirty eyes.
“You know we like playing jokes on her,” Cayla said “Yeah she never remembers this place” Liam added.
Once again I was out of the loop. I was standing there looking clueless and then I heard the chanting of my name.
“Gentry, Gentry, Gentry”
It grew louder and louder. It was so close; I could hardly wait to see what was happening. Suddenly, I felt a jolt, which brought me back to Geometry.
“How many times do I have to warn you about falling asleep in my class Ms. Williams?” said my teacher Mrs. Blanker
I was about to answer when she held up her hand, which meant shut up.
“Detention” She said as the bell rang.
I sighed and wiped some drool from the corner of my mouth. I reluctantly gathered my books and walked out of the class room.
I was now in a far worse place, the halls of high school.
“GENTRY!!!!!!!!!!” was all I heard, before I was being tackled to the ground, by my fun sized friend Cayla.
“Goodiness Cayla give a girl warning” I said with a giggle.
“Excuse me, but did you not hear me yell your name. That’s warning enough” Cayla beamed as she stood up in the crowded hallway. She looked at me and stuck her hand out to help me up.
I accepted and stood next to my best friend since, well, forever.
Cayla was the cute little blond girl everyone loves. Okay not everyone loves her but I do. She is 5’1ish and her personality is bigger than she is. Cayla has blond hair and green eyes. Everything about her is cute and adorable. Also to answer the question most guys ask me, yes she is single.
“I love you Cay-la-la, but next time just walk next to me and give me a hug.” I said with a smile as I pushed my best friend into a wall, “Just following tradition love.”
Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I spun around hitting someone in the face with my ponytail. “Sorry” I whispered. The halls were clearing and it was making it easier to see that my books were no longer on the floor. I looked up to see who had tapped me.
“You seemed to have dropped these Gen” Jeff said to me as he handed me my books.
“Oh it’s just you.” I turned back to Cayla who was now making flirty eyes at Jeff.
“Do not say anything about impregnating my bestie Jeff.” I warned him .
Cayla laughed and smiled at me “But they would be such cute babies.”
Jeff and Cayla laughed. “LALALLALA” I basically yelled. “Cayla I have detention.”
Cayla looked up at me and raised her eyebrows. “Oh really well have fun, I have to go to ….not there.”
She and Jeff walked down to the old , crappy, pieces of wood we called lockers.
“Don’t blame me if he rapes you.” I yelled after Cayla.
Then I was alone again in the hall.
I started humming one of my show choir songs as I walked to detention, which was held in my English teacher’s room. He was one of those old teachers. Mr. Liner, My English teacher, is deaf, possibly gay, and wears ugly sweaters. No one likes him and he really only creeps most of us out. Anyway, I was walking to detention and right when I reached the door to Mr. Liner’s room. WHAM! Out of nowhere the door hit me in the face. It was a wooden door to so it hurt, a lot.
“Ow!” I yelled as I popped out from behind the door holding my nose.
It was just my luck to find that, my crush, Liam, or Hottie McHotterson as Cayla and I say, was the one who had hit me with the door.
“Sorry didn’t see you there. Um..Sorry” McHotterson said with a chill grin on his face “You here for detention?”
I was in shock and couldn’t speak if my life depended on it, so I just nodded my head.
“Okay well so am I, really sorry about the whole door thing.” Liam smiled sweetly.
I could feel my face turning red, so I darted into the class room and heard ‘freak’ coming from Shelly and her heard of banshees, who were in detention for wearing belly shirts.
I laid my head on the table and slowly drifted off into a nice deep sleep.
“How about The City of Ballin’ or Edge” said a very attractive boy.
This god of a male, not boy, who looks oddly like the bad boy in my school that I am so crushing on, just appeared out of a stack of cards. He just stepped right out, like it was a door.
“I like Land of Edge, but I think she would prefer Sparkles Island”, my best friend Cayla weighed in.
Apparently, she had been sitting on a giant cupcake because there was a bunch of icing on her butt.
“Well you’re both wrong because this place is called Crazyville found in the land of LA-LA, which is clearly located in the providence of Random. This is square in the world of H.S., ruled by the Queen of Sparkles.” Someone or something said.
I looked around. I was clearly confused about what was happening.
“Over here lady” came the voice.
To my surprise it was a map, a talking map. I stared at it for a second, and then smiled contently. This was what I was hoping for, something totally random.
“Good day Lady Cayla and Sir Liam.” The map said flawlessly.
I looked at my best friend in shock. Then I looked over to Liam, who was giving me flirty eyes.
“You know we like playing jokes on her,” Cayla said “Yeah she never remembers this place” Liam added.
Once again I was out of the loop. I was standing there looking clueless and then I heard the chanting of my name.
“Gentry, Gentry, Gentry”
It grew louder and louder. It was so close; I could hardly wait to see what was happening. Suddenly, I felt a jolt, which brought me back to Geometry.
“How many times do I have to warn you about falling asleep in my class Ms. Williams?” said my teacher Mrs. Blanker
I was about to answer when she held up her hand, which meant shut up.
“Detention” She said as the bell rang.
I sighed and wiped some drool from the corner of my mouth. I reluctantly gathered my books and walked out of the class room.
I was now in a far worse place, the halls of high school.
“GENTRY!!!!!!!!!!” was all I heard, before I was being tackled to the ground, by my fun sized friend Cayla.
“Goodiness Cayla give a girl warning” I said with a giggle.
“Excuse me, but did you not hear me yell your name. That’s warning enough” Cayla beamed as she stood up in the crowded hallway. She looked at me and stuck her hand out to help me up.
I accepted and stood next to my best friend since, well, forever.
Cayla was the cute little blond girl everyone loves. Okay not everyone loves her but I do. She is 5’1ish and her personality is bigger than she is. Cayla has blond hair and green eyes. Everything about her is cute and adorable. Also to answer the question most guys ask me, yes she is single.
“I love you Cay-la-la, but next time just walk next to me and give me a hug.” I said with a smile as I pushed my best friend into a wall, “Just following tradition love.”
Someone tapped me on the shoulder and I spun around hitting someone in the face with my ponytail. “Sorry” I whispered. The halls were clearing and it was making it easier to see that my books were no longer on the floor. I looked up to see who had tapped me.
“You seemed to have dropped these Gen” Jeff said to me as he handed me my books.
“Oh it’s just you.” I turned back to Cayla who was now making flirty eyes at Jeff.
“Do not say anything about impregnating my bestie Jeff.” I warned him .
Cayla laughed and smiled at me “But they would be such cute babies.”
Jeff and Cayla laughed. “LALALLALA” I basically yelled. “Cayla I have detention.”
Cayla looked up at me and raised her eyebrows. “Oh really well have fun, I have to go to ….not there.”
She and Jeff walked down to the old , crappy, pieces of wood we called lockers.
“Don’t blame me if he rapes you.” I yelled after Cayla.
Then I was alone again in the hall.
I started humming one of my show choir songs as I walked to detention, which was held in my English teacher’s room. He was one of those old teachers. Mr. Liner, My English teacher, is deaf, possibly gay, and wears ugly sweaters. No one likes him and he really only creeps most of us out. Anyway, I was walking to detention and right when I reached the door to Mr. Liner’s room. WHAM! Out of nowhere the door hit me in the face. It was a wooden door to so it hurt, a lot.
“Ow!” I yelled as I popped out from behind the door holding my nose.
It was just my luck to find that, my crush, Liam, or Hottie McHotterson as Cayla and I say, was the one who had hit me with the door.
“Sorry didn’t see you there. Um..Sorry” McHotterson said with a chill grin on his face “You here for detention?”
I was in shock and couldn’t speak if my life depended on it, so I just nodded my head.
“Okay well so am I, really sorry about the whole door thing.” Liam smiled sweetly.
I could feel my face turning red, so I darted into the class room and heard ‘freak’ coming from Shelly and her heard of banshees, who were in detention for wearing belly shirts.
I laid my head on the table and slowly drifted off into a nice deep sleep.