post #4

For the piece I chose I picked the character writing because I feel like I put into words what I was thinking very nice and you can hear a voice through out the story. I think this is my best so far and I liked how it turned out.

 

                                                                    Not So Peaceful

Everyone wants to keep their word of best friends forever. But the harsh reality is that it’s not going to go as you plan or how you want. And this was the harsh truth of what my “best friend” and I had become. When you both go separate ways across the country to go to school the random texts and facetime conversations aren’t like being with each other every breathing moment. I was about to go on a trip that I thought would help solve all of that. I would travel to California with my best friend who I hadn’t seen in almost 3 years. I thought it was just want I wanted but, it wasn’t how I wanted.

As I open the door into the shop the bells ring to let them know of my presence. I scan the shop all around looking for Jessie as I say a polite hello back to the cashier.  As I walked all around it wasn’t until I walked to the bathroom with the one table there with a girl that looked completely different, but familiar.

A flip phone in hand, long brown hair brushed against the table with a peace sign necklace mixing in strands. I didn’t want it to be Jessie. The girl was perfect, everyone loved her, she had everyone wrapped around her finger, now she has turned into a dirty looking hippie. 

“Jessie...” I say hoping to not get a response

“SARAH! Oh my gosh! You look great!” she says to me draping her arms around my shoulders.

Jessie has changed so much since the last I saw her. I really have no idea what I’m getting into, but maybe this will be good just like the old times. I’ve been looking forward to going to the beach and getting away. Shopping and meeting cute boys with my best friend but by the way it looks it doesn’t look like she will be into any of that.

“Jessie hi, how have you been? It’s been 3 years!!” I say showing the complete shock that I’m in.

“I’m alright I guess so, you ready for this trip?” she asks flashing a peace sign at the end of her sentence.

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” I say with sarcasm in my voice. We walk out the door to see all my bags just waiting on the sidewalk I’ve got them separated and ready to go. It took me hours to pack because only the cutest outfits are allowed for California. 

“Here let me help you get these. My car is right over there with my bags already to go!” Jessie says to me as she points to a huge tacky van that waits in the parking lot. A huge orange car with a peace sign on the door frames. If anyone sees me getting into this I’m dead.

                After all my bags are put away with just her single suitcase we sit down to what is going to be a long journey with lots of awkward silence.  Jessie rummages through a pile of scratchy CD’s and picks one up smiles and looks at me like you’re going to love it type of way. She plays the CD that has music you would hear in a garden store. She starts swaying with the music and looks over at me. I give her a angered grin and look forward again. I don’t know how much of this I can take. The awkward small talk and silent breaks and the weirdest music I have ever heard in my life.  

“So what have you been up to?” I say trying to start a conversation with her.

“Nothing really. I just like being outdoors and being in the environment not really into the whole hair and make-up aspects anymore.”       

“Obviously.” I say under my breath turning to the comfort of looking out the window. I can barely get a 5 minute conversation out of her. I start to really question how this trip is going to work out if this is all that we can manage to have.

                Five hours of our journey has past, I haven’t turned my head from the window once. We are so close to California I have to pep talk myself like I’m running a marathon or something. It shouldn’t be like this. After being such good friends that I can barely make myself sit in a car with her. She starts singing to her music and that’s my breaking point, I can’t take anymore of her weirdness.

We roll up to a red light and before I know it, I’m opening the door to reveal the asphalt street and cars going by. I open the door and start to slam my bags on the ground.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Jessie yells to me. I don’t answer her.

I slam the sliding door shut as I get all my bags and stick my head to the open passenger window

“I CANNOT TAKE YOU AND ALL THIS.” I say waving my hands all around.

She tries to convince me to get back in. We can work this out is all she’s saying to me.  But the truth is we are too different from each other. Polar opposites actually.

                I grab my bags off the asphalt and lug them to the sidewalk while cars honk flying past me. The hospitality in California is none existence, I already hate it here. Nothing went the way I wanted. My “friend” is a completely different person. I was supposed to have the trip of a lifetime here in California and I hated it.

                I walk a few blocks and come up to a cute little café I can’t help but crack a little grin. I open the door throwing my bags in front of me, all eyes on me I walk to the host that is giving me a harsh glare.

“Just one.” I say embarrassed

She seats me to the table on their outdoor patio. The scenery surrounding the restaurant is like the movies. Breathe taking. But the people here where another story. I sit and think how am I going to call my parents and say I’m coming back home the same day that I left.

After sitting there after the bill is already paid I just sit and sit around realizing I have no were else to go. I finally leave and take all my belongings and start walking for the LA airport. Blocks and blocks pass and the Californian sun beats down on my skin that’s not ready for the intense heat.  Once I turn the corner, the airport smacks me in the face and I can’t believe what’s in front of me.

I think this really shows that characters because you get to know about the character without having too much. also you get to see her attitude that she has for everything. and how she reacts with Jessie the other character.

 

 

Post #3 the Hunger Games

In this scene of the hunger games you see Peeta getting yelled at by his strict mother. He is getting yelled at for burning a batch of bread that he made in the bakery that he works at. When he walks outside to throw it to the animals he see Katniss sitting there in the rain and instead of the giving it to the animals he throws it 

 

 

 

 

 I think this represents Peeta as his character to a T. Since they are in the same district they are supposed to just work and not care for anything else but it really shows his personality.  It tells that he is actually a caring person not what the other say about him is false and actually different from everyone else in the district. Also that katniss should trust him because he isnt what he seems.

My Favorite Scene

For my favorite scene I chose the book the fault in our stars. Though its not a movie yet, the reading is so detailed and nice that once you start this book you wont be able to stop in till find out the twisted ending. Its like a movie in your head while reading. I chose to spotlight the part of the book after Hazel finds the letter that Augusts had wrote to her favorite author, kind of telling him to get his things together because when they met him it was nothing they were expecting. its the very end of the letter and it really just wraps up how she feels for him truly and makes it all come together. I really like this part because its the ending of the letter and she has just finished and saw how much he cared for her and how they really were together. also because I love Augustus and how him and Hazel fit together he is good for her and she is good for him in their own separate ways. though its not the part when they first tell each other that they love one another I think its more than that because in the letter how he talks about her and thinking she would never see it but still talks so highly of her really is more than just them saying I love you. This was very hard to chose because through out the whole book John Green just makes you fall so into the you forget its really just a book

creative writing post #1 broken to pieces

Broken To Pieces. It even says it right as you turn the game on, also with a nagging mom in the background “Don’t you need that bracelet thing Sofia? That’s going to go right through the TV screen.” If only then I would have listened to her. It was a cold day in the middle of winter break, too cold to do anything. So why not sit inside and play games with warm cups of hot chocolate waiting at our sides. After playing in the snow for a while, sledding, even with our cherry red, wind burnet cheeks we sat wanting to stay out longer and try to hide from my mom so that she couldn’t find us so we just had to stay out and play longer but when she was getting frustrated with us goofing off we had to go inside. Once we played some bored games and was bored to death we decided to play the newest, coolest, game in the world the brand new Christmas gift I got that was only just a few days old the Wii. But little did we know that us playing would cause so much trouble. About after we played for a half hour my friend suggests “why don’t we play just dance?” The new game that lets you dance around, and make you feel like you’re on a stage performing to some of your favorite songs. So of course I agreed with just a “you’re going down!” I slid the disk into the Wii, and once again right in front of our face the game credits rolled by warning you again with the word DANGER written across the top with huge arrows pointing to the wrist bracelet. Still didn’t listen. Half way through our fifth or sixth dance our scores are just a point off from each other I start to exaggerate the moves of the dance flapping my arms all around like a fish out of water. Laughing at the dance performance I’m putting on, the remote slips out of my hand. It all looks like its happening in slow motion. My mouth drops open with my hands slowly meeting up grabbing my head as I process what all is going on. As the remote fly’s through the air but its path gets interjected with the corner of the TV screen causing it to drop and hit head on with the picture frames that rest to the side, before it takes its last hit and crashes into the fall and slides down as it falls to pieces. Just standing there in shock of what is going on as the TV is stacked and vibrating off of the hit it just receive In the background as I hear footsteps picking up speed as they got closer and closer. My mom turns the corner and exams the whole living room and sees what all she had just missed. Looking around then to me her arms bend at her elbow and she pressed her hand into a fist that her hands started to turn white, she might as well just have smoke steaming out of her ears. “WHAT did you do!” she exclaimed as her eyebrows crease up in anger “what did you do Sofia!” she continues .“I told you to put the safety bracelet on or it will fly off! I told you that!” “I’m SO sorry mom it was an accident!” not knowing what to say as I pick up the fallen picture frames that ironically is a all smiles family photo from the beach. Once I walked my friend home and go to her after she’s calmed down sat in the kitchen “Is it alright, the TV and Remote?” I asked concerned more to hear about the amount of trouble im in rather than the remote itself. . “Just wait in till your dad see’s this you’re brand new game not even a week old Sofia, you lucky you didn’t break the TV too.” She sneers back at me after I let out a breath that I didn’t break the TV. My dad gets home later on and I think to myself that I need to tell him before my mom gets him first. As I’m sitting on the couch I hear the door lock start creek open I jump up and run to the door to greet him even before the door is all the way open. “DAD LET ME EXSPLAIN IT WAS A ACCIDENT I SWEAR IT WAS A ACCIDENT!” Slurring my words I’m talking so fast as I feel my moms eyes glaring through the back of my head as she’s resting at the corner. “What are you talking about sofia?” my dad says while dropping the mail in his hands on the dining room table. “ I broke the remote to the WII and maybe hurt the TV a little.” I say looking down at feet moving side to side. “ That brand new game that you just got!?” “Yes...” I say quietly. He dismisses it walking past me shaking his head letting out a large sigh. My mom shows him the remote that’s in pieces. I didn’t think I flew with that force that it would hit and fall the pieces. After they talk my punishments is I get my new game that I love taken for 2 weeks and to make it worse have to do chores so I can pay for a new remote. I guess it could be worse I think to myself. Its almost 5 years later though I don’t play the game nearly as much as I used to nor would I cry if I got it taken away. But the times I do like on holidays with cousins the first thing I do before the game is even on, is check to see everyone’s got their bracelet on so we never have to go through that misery again.

Post #11 Book Talk

Post #10 Book Review

“Brittany flashes me a triumphant smile, thinking she’s won this round. Guess again gringa. Game on”. Simone Elkeles knows how to make your blood boil and make you feel like a hopeless romantic in the book Perfect Chemistry, you meet two very different people Alex and Brittany. They both go to Fairfield high school in Illinois a school were two very different towns and groups of people meet, and Alex and Brittany come from different sides. Brittany lives in the “nicer” part of town she leads everyone on to believing she lives a perfect life with a perfect family, but none of that is true she has a judge mental, strict mother who watches her every move and a disabled sister and a father who is consumed by work. Alex on the other had lives in the run down side of things, him his mom and two brothers live in a very small house, though they don’t have much they still love each other and are like a actual family. Alex is in a gang the Latino bloods, after watching his father get killed right in front of him at the age of 6 he has no choice, being in the gang is the only way to protect his family even if he doesn’t want to be in it and he actually wants to make something of himself go to college do something and meeting Brittany could change all of that.

 

Although when people hear the word romance as the genre for the book they turn away that should be the case here. Though the book is mainly romance but it has a little bit of everything, to interest everyone. Unlike most romance books with the slow begging of people meeting then getting to know each other it’s not the case here she adds in little sparks here and there even if it just last for a second it keeps it interesting and intriguing making you want to keep reading and find out what else is going to happen. Even though the story line is a little predictable the good girl wants the bad boy, she makes you hate that you like Alex so much he’s so nice and cares for Brittany that you just can’t help but it the same for Brittany and little does she know that she’s turning him into a better person even if her parents can’t get pass the fact that he’s in a gang, they are good for each other

 

Elkeles takes a twist in her writing that I have never seen before by each chapter changing it from either Brittany’s to Alex’s perspective on things and sometimes over lapping   so you can get each side of the story and how they are feeling about it.  Just like as they go through a break up Alex’s chapter ends with a “That will definitely be my undoing. “Yeah it does” I say with tears forming in my eye’s I drive off.” But, then Brittany’s following chapter starts with “After I used two boxes of tissues, Sierra gave up on trying to cheer me up and let me cry myself to sleep.”  It was a different way to read a book, it wasn’t good or bad just different you really start to like how you can see what feeling then switch and see what the other person is too. You get to almost get inside their heads in a way then    

Post #9

The characters in my book Perfect Chemistry are two polar opposites that end up getting paired together as chemistry partners. Alex is the typical bad boy, has been through a lot in this lifetime like watching his father get killed right in front of him just at the age of 7. He is in a gang and everyone at the school is terrified of hi. Then you have Brittney high school is her kingdom caption of the school pom team and every since person in the school thinks she lives a fulfilling perfect life but she has to work so hard to keep that image because in reality her life is far from perfect. She has a disabled sister and a mother that criticizes her every move.

Every chapter it changes the narrator between Alex and Brittney and for Alex it’s a hate to love thing because though he’s the bad boy he actually starts to care for Brittney even though she just think that’s what he does with every girl he meets. Brittney is someone that you think you would hate because she’s a girl that’s got it all but then you get to know her not just the Brittney that everyone thinks that they know, but you see that she struggles so much and cares for everyone but herself. So in a way you actually feel bad for her, because she and Alex are from what seems to be like two different worlds so they couldn’t be together even though deep down it’s what they both want. So all in all I don’t think the narrators really fit with the romantic genera because they are not at all what you would expect to be in a romance novel because they are just so different.