Categories > Celebrities > My Chemical Romance > I Cant Belive This Is Happening To Me! (Gerard Way) [chp.1]
I Cant Belive This Is Happening To Me! (Gerard Way) [chp.1]
1 reviewOk, Tristabella, (main character) lives with her Mom, Dad, younger sister Bella, and there 3 cats and a dog. In this chapter she must move away from her old house, and go back to public school afte...
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Hello, my name is Trista. I hate my name! I want
the name like, Isolde, or, Juliette, or heck, even
Isabella, something more poetic! My name is so lame!
I mean, Trista! Some kid comes up to me, says "Hi,
My name is Molly," and I have to say my name is
Trista! Come on! I hate my name! I completely hate
it! I want a better name! Trista, sounds like some
fancy french parakeete! I hate my name! Anyways, I
am 17, I am homeschooled, (I love homeschool!
noone to bother you, cheat off your papers, nothin!
I hate normal school! I am glad to be homeschooled!)
and I am kinda punkish, with blonde hair, with
orange, purple, pink, blue, and green streaks in it,
I have my ears peirced 4 times, and I always wear
a ponytail. I get bored easilly, and am very mad at
my Mom right now, cuz were moving! I cant believe it!
I am so mad! And, since were moving, I have to go
back to normal school!
"Oh Trista, you need some friends." She says.
"No! I dont! I am very sollitary! I hate people! All
of them! I wanna be homeschooled! I dont need friends!"
"Oh, come on sweety."
"No! I am not gunna..."
"YOUR GOING AND THATS FINAL!!!!!!!!"
I cant believe her. I am so mad!
******************
Ok, well, we have arrived at our new house. I get to
check it out, then go to bed and rest up for school
tomarrow. I am so mad. I dont need friends! I need
homeschool! I was pulled out of school for fighting!
Now, I have to go back! What a cruel and unfair
punishment I have to suffer for I guess what happened
four years ago. Its not fair! Anyways, my room is
big, it has red walls, and a purple carpet, and a
huge closet! Also, Oh My Gosh, A BIG SCREEN TV!
IN MY ROOM! WOW! That is the only good thing to
come out of this move. Finally! My own room, with
a bigscreen! I have always had to share a room with
my sister, Bella. I liked her name better. Why did I
have to get stuck with Trista?!?!?!?!?! I am a girl who
is poetic, and likes the name Juliette, or even Julia!
Anything but Trista! Anyways, my room has a stupid
veiw though. One window looks out onto the street,
and the other one looks to the next door neighbors
house. There window actually. I always keep a curtain
on mine though, so they cant see my fantastic room!
My Fan-freakin-tastic room! Well, I got ready for
bed, and looked out the window leading to the street
and saw all the other houses. They were all about as
big as ours. They were mostly white though, ours was
blue. Dark blue even. Well, I looked at the next door
neighbors ugly colored house. It was a creepy shade
of brown, and It sucked! Ha! Lucky us! We get a blue
house. Anyways, the window I noticed was purple.
Not a good color to put with discusting brown.
Well, I accidentally looked into their window. I saw
another person about my age. He was kinda cute! He
looked out the window, I stared at him for like, 20
seconds, and shut the curtains. He had long black hair,
and hazel eyes, and he was kinda pale-ish. All I
could see of his room was that it had an Iron Maiden
poster on the wall. His room had a nice color. It was
kinda purple-ish, (I know, I say "ish" alot!) and it
was a great color compared to the rest of their house.
He was cute! Im sure he didnt think the same thing
about me though. I am tall, pale, and chubby. I already
said my hair color, and I have an unusual shade of
blue eyes, kinda purple-ish, green-ish, blue-ish. Lame!
Went along with my lame name I guess. I went to sleep,
imagining how much torture my first day of school in
four years was going to be. I couldnt wait. Ya, right.
Hello, my name is Trista. I hate my name! I want
the name like, Isolde, or, Juliette, or heck, even
Isabella, something more poetic! My name is so lame!
I mean, Trista! Some kid comes up to me, says "Hi,
My name is Molly," and I have to say my name is
Trista! Come on! I hate my name! I completely hate
it! I want a better name! Trista, sounds like some
fancy french parakeete! I hate my name! Anyways, I
am 17, I am homeschooled, (I love homeschool!
noone to bother you, cheat off your papers, nothin!
I hate normal school! I am glad to be homeschooled!)
and I am kinda punkish, with blonde hair, with
orange, purple, pink, blue, and green streaks in it,
I have my ears peirced 4 times, and I always wear
a ponytail. I get bored easilly, and am very mad at
my Mom right now, cuz were moving! I cant believe it!
I am so mad! And, since were moving, I have to go
back to normal school!
"Oh Trista, you need some friends." She says.
"No! I dont! I am very sollitary! I hate people! All
of them! I wanna be homeschooled! I dont need friends!"
"Oh, come on sweety."
"No! I am not gunna..."
"YOUR GOING AND THATS FINAL!!!!!!!!"
I cant believe her. I am so mad!
******************
Ok, well, we have arrived at our new house. I get to
check it out, then go to bed and rest up for school
tomarrow. I am so mad. I dont need friends! I need
homeschool! I was pulled out of school for fighting!
Now, I have to go back! What a cruel and unfair
punishment I have to suffer for I guess what happened
four years ago. Its not fair! Anyways, my room is
big, it has red walls, and a purple carpet, and a
huge closet! Also, Oh My Gosh, A BIG SCREEN TV!
IN MY ROOM! WOW! That is the only good thing to
come out of this move. Finally! My own room, with
a bigscreen! I have always had to share a room with
my sister, Bella. I liked her name better. Why did I
have to get stuck with Trista?!?!?!?!?! I am a girl who
is poetic, and likes the name Juliette, or even Julia!
Anything but Trista! Anyways, my room has a stupid
veiw though. One window looks out onto the street,
and the other one looks to the next door neighbors
house. There window actually. I always keep a curtain
on mine though, so they cant see my fantastic room!
My Fan-freakin-tastic room! Well, I got ready for
bed, and looked out the window leading to the street
and saw all the other houses. They were all about as
big as ours. They were mostly white though, ours was
blue. Dark blue even. Well, I looked at the next door
neighbors ugly colored house. It was a creepy shade
of brown, and It sucked! Ha! Lucky us! We get a blue
house. Anyways, the window I noticed was purple.
Not a good color to put with discusting brown.
Well, I accidentally looked into their window. I saw
another person about my age. He was kinda cute! He
looked out the window, I stared at him for like, 20
seconds, and shut the curtains. He had long black hair,
and hazel eyes, and he was kinda pale-ish. All I
could see of his room was that it had an Iron Maiden
poster on the wall. His room had a nice color. It was
kinda purple-ish, (I know, I say "ish" alot!) and it
was a great color compared to the rest of their house.
He was cute! Im sure he didnt think the same thing
about me though. I am tall, pale, and chubby. I already
said my hair color, and I have an unusual shade of
blue eyes, kinda purple-ish, green-ish, blue-ish. Lame!
Went along with my lame name I guess. I went to sleep,
imagining how much torture my first day of school in
four years was going to be. I couldnt wait. Ya, right.
the name like, Isolde, or, Juliette, or heck, even
Isabella, something more poetic! My name is so lame!
I mean, Trista! Some kid comes up to me, says "Hi,
My name is Molly," and I have to say my name is
Trista! Come on! I hate my name! I completely hate
it! I want a better name! Trista, sounds like some
fancy french parakeete! I hate my name! Anyways, I
am 17, I am homeschooled, (I love homeschool!
noone to bother you, cheat off your papers, nothin!
I hate normal school! I am glad to be homeschooled!)
and I am kinda punkish, with blonde hair, with
orange, purple, pink, blue, and green streaks in it,
I have my ears peirced 4 times, and I always wear
a ponytail. I get bored easilly, and am very mad at
my Mom right now, cuz were moving! I cant believe it!
I am so mad! And, since were moving, I have to go
back to normal school!
"Oh Trista, you need some friends." She says.
"No! I dont! I am very sollitary! I hate people! All
of them! I wanna be homeschooled! I dont need friends!"
"Oh, come on sweety."
"No! I am not gunna..."
"YOUR GOING AND THATS FINAL!!!!!!!!"
I cant believe her. I am so mad!
******************
Ok, well, we have arrived at our new house. I get to
check it out, then go to bed and rest up for school
tomarrow. I am so mad. I dont need friends! I need
homeschool! I was pulled out of school for fighting!
Now, I have to go back! What a cruel and unfair
punishment I have to suffer for I guess what happened
four years ago. Its not fair! Anyways, my room is
big, it has red walls, and a purple carpet, and a
huge closet! Also, Oh My Gosh, A BIG SCREEN TV!
IN MY ROOM! WOW! That is the only good thing to
come out of this move. Finally! My own room, with
a bigscreen! I have always had to share a room with
my sister, Bella. I liked her name better. Why did I
have to get stuck with Trista?!?!?!?!?! I am a girl who
is poetic, and likes the name Juliette, or even Julia!
Anything but Trista! Anyways, my room has a stupid
veiw though. One window looks out onto the street,
and the other one looks to the next door neighbors
house. There window actually. I always keep a curtain
on mine though, so they cant see my fantastic room!
My Fan-freakin-tastic room! Well, I got ready for
bed, and looked out the window leading to the street
and saw all the other houses. They were all about as
big as ours. They were mostly white though, ours was
blue. Dark blue even. Well, I looked at the next door
neighbors ugly colored house. It was a creepy shade
of brown, and It sucked! Ha! Lucky us! We get a blue
house. Anyways, the window I noticed was purple.
Not a good color to put with discusting brown.
Well, I accidentally looked into their window. I saw
another person about my age. He was kinda cute! He
looked out the window, I stared at him for like, 20
seconds, and shut the curtains. He had long black hair,
and hazel eyes, and he was kinda pale-ish. All I
could see of his room was that it had an Iron Maiden
poster on the wall. His room had a nice color. It was
kinda purple-ish, (I know, I say "ish" alot!) and it
was a great color compared to the rest of their house.
He was cute! Im sure he didnt think the same thing
about me though. I am tall, pale, and chubby. I already
said my hair color, and I have an unusual shade of
blue eyes, kinda purple-ish, green-ish, blue-ish. Lame!
Went along with my lame name I guess. I went to sleep,
imagining how much torture my first day of school in
four years was going to be. I couldnt wait. Ya, right.
Hello, my name is Trista. I hate my name! I want
the name like, Isolde, or, Juliette, or heck, even
Isabella, something more poetic! My name is so lame!
I mean, Trista! Some kid comes up to me, says "Hi,
My name is Molly," and I have to say my name is
Trista! Come on! I hate my name! I completely hate
it! I want a better name! Trista, sounds like some
fancy french parakeete! I hate my name! Anyways, I
am 17, I am homeschooled, (I love homeschool!
noone to bother you, cheat off your papers, nothin!
I hate normal school! I am glad to be homeschooled!)
and I am kinda punkish, with blonde hair, with
orange, purple, pink, blue, and green streaks in it,
I have my ears peirced 4 times, and I always wear
a ponytail. I get bored easilly, and am very mad at
my Mom right now, cuz were moving! I cant believe it!
I am so mad! And, since were moving, I have to go
back to normal school!
"Oh Trista, you need some friends." She says.
"No! I dont! I am very sollitary! I hate people! All
of them! I wanna be homeschooled! I dont need friends!"
"Oh, come on sweety."
"No! I am not gunna..."
"YOUR GOING AND THATS FINAL!!!!!!!!"
I cant believe her. I am so mad!
******************
Ok, well, we have arrived at our new house. I get to
check it out, then go to bed and rest up for school
tomarrow. I am so mad. I dont need friends! I need
homeschool! I was pulled out of school for fighting!
Now, I have to go back! What a cruel and unfair
punishment I have to suffer for I guess what happened
four years ago. Its not fair! Anyways, my room is
big, it has red walls, and a purple carpet, and a
huge closet! Also, Oh My Gosh, A BIG SCREEN TV!
IN MY ROOM! WOW! That is the only good thing to
come out of this move. Finally! My own room, with
a bigscreen! I have always had to share a room with
my sister, Bella. I liked her name better. Why did I
have to get stuck with Trista?!?!?!?!?! I am a girl who
is poetic, and likes the name Juliette, or even Julia!
Anything but Trista! Anyways, my room has a stupid
veiw though. One window looks out onto the street,
and the other one looks to the next door neighbors
house. There window actually. I always keep a curtain
on mine though, so they cant see my fantastic room!
My Fan-freakin-tastic room! Well, I got ready for
bed, and looked out the window leading to the street
and saw all the other houses. They were all about as
big as ours. They were mostly white though, ours was
blue. Dark blue even. Well, I looked at the next door
neighbors ugly colored house. It was a creepy shade
of brown, and It sucked! Ha! Lucky us! We get a blue
house. Anyways, the window I noticed was purple.
Not a good color to put with discusting brown.
Well, I accidentally looked into their window. I saw
another person about my age. He was kinda cute! He
looked out the window, I stared at him for like, 20
seconds, and shut the curtains. He had long black hair,
and hazel eyes, and he was kinda pale-ish. All I
could see of his room was that it had an Iron Maiden
poster on the wall. His room had a nice color. It was
kinda purple-ish, (I know, I say "ish" alot!) and it
was a great color compared to the rest of their house.
He was cute! Im sure he didnt think the same thing
about me though. I am tall, pale, and chubby. I already
said my hair color, and I have an unusual shade of
blue eyes, kinda purple-ish, green-ish, blue-ish. Lame!
Went along with my lame name I guess. I went to sleep,
imagining how much torture my first day of school in
four years was going to be. I couldnt wait. Ya, right.
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