Not Official Prologue- New Series

Prologue-

This wasn’t meant to happen. It had to be fate, destiny, locked up together with a nightmare. No. I’m not talking about that nightmare-you-get-on-the-bed. This was real. The only problem was: it wasn’t. Get the picture? Why was I ever adopted? Couldn’t I have stayed six more years in the orphanage until I reached university? No… Stupid Matt had to come and ruin my peaceful life and idiot Eddie had to put a spell on me. Why did I ever listen to Victor? Now both Matt and Eddie were expelled and everyone from school was against me- including the teachers. Maybe even Eddie. What the heck? Eddie wasn’t even in my school anymore. Why do I keep on thinking about him?

The salt-water tears spilled down my cheek, framing my face with a wet layer of moisture. I buried my face deep in my hands and removed the bracelet on my wrist. It didn’t matter anymore. Everything in my life was gone- ruined. I felt the emptiness around my swollen wrist. I had never taken this bracelet off before. Now it wouldn’t matter. It would never matter. This was fate- destiny.

BY THE WAY I STILL NEED A NAME FOR THIS SERIES! This is probably a stimulus for the name of this series.

Please comment on any improvements necessary!

xoxo
Berenice

Important! Read! 2.1# (updated)

(refer back to older posts)

Well, I have decided to put the prolouge here as well as in my official story blog.
I will start writing it when I've got spare time.
I need at least 10 suggested series names before I am going to start my series!
It is about an adopted 15 year old girl (Di), her "brother" Matt, his best friend Eddie and the idiot enemy Victor.
It's sort of a romantic.
NOTE TO JESS: Is this ^ what you were looking for??
Comment here if you're too lazy to comment on the other posts.
xoxo
Berenice

My Weird Diary

Dear Diary,
I was blogging today, 6:51 p.m. 12/2/09, when I stumbled across a very interesting blog. (Or maybe I just clicked on it [this is your blog Jess!])
Well, whatever it was, I was completely surprised. On the right of the blog, was a very interesting poll. Checking the results, I was stunned to find someone voted for a certain answer.

Q. Victor goes up to you and says "I LOVE YOU" What do you do?
A. Piss off idiot (0%)
A. uhm... (0%)
A. I LOVE YOU TOO (33%)
A. No you don't. You love Martin, Richard and Vince (66%)

Shocked that someone loved such a fat ugly pig, I screamed in horror. (more like whisper)

So dear diary, yeah.
From Berenice