LFR’s Party of The Year

"The Gods were pissed off. How am I going to write that in 32 days!! I have a party to plan!”

We begin our story on the December 21, 2006 where a brown short haired and brown-eyed teenager, LFR, is banging her head on her keyboard. She is sitting in her medium sized computer room or, in her father’s terms, the office. The walls are long panels of wood with a brown border. Swords, knives, paintings, and plaques decorate the walls. With a window facing north and one south and a long snake skin on the ceiling, she sat there watching her computer screen.

“Darn you Microsoft Word!!” she yelled shaking her fist at the computer.

“Quit talking to yourself,” said Vale as he walked in with a platter full of cookies.

Vale is a tall young man with brown hair and brown eyes. The ceiling is very good friends with the top of his head and every girl is in love with him. That is, everyone except LFR.

“No!! It’s fun,” she said with a pout.

He rolled his eyes.

“Vale!!” Spader sang as he jumped on his friend.

Spader is tall and has light brown hair. He has slanted black eyes and a nice tan. No association to neutering.

“Get off Spader!”

“Someone’s being a Scrooge!”

“No I’m not! It’s just….” Vale hesitated a second.

“Aww!! He’s nervous because Sarah’s coming,” Spader taunted.

“What? What do you mean? She’s coming?” LFR asked.

“Yeah… Why?” asked Vale confused by her reaction.

“She died in my stories! How could you invite her? She’s going to kill me!” She cried.

“It’s alright. She’s doing me a favor,” said an eerie handsome voice.

“Shut-up Shadow!” she cried.

Shadow is nothing and everything. He’s the essence of evil in LFR’s mind. He has a face only LFR can see and from what I conclude she has the hots for him.

“Well, too late everyone’s already getting here,” said Shadow.

For all of you who don’t know, and if you don’t know you probably weren’t invited or was forgotten, they were having a party to celebrate the holidays.

“What! I’m not ready!” LFR cried as she ran down the hall, made a right turn, ran through the living room, made another right turn, and jumped into her room.

LFR truly despises pink yet her whole room is drowned in pink. She has silky pink covers and pillows all over her bed. The walls are painted pink with splatters of purple.

She frantically grabbed a grey plaid skirt and pulled on a white sleeveless shirt that had a hood attached to it. LFR grabbed a grey and black striped button less vest.

LFR grabbed her straightener to start on her hair.

“Why even try? You barely have any hair,” said Shadow as he walked through the door.

He wasn’t lying either. She had hair that barely tucked behind her ears.

“Shut up,” LFR said bluntly as she kept straightening her hair trying very hard to ignore him.

“You look like a boy! Really if you want a boyfriend so much you shouldn’t have gotten it cut,” he said as he walked in front of her and bent down as to expect her face.

LFR closed her eyes. She calmly lifted the straightener up as to straighten her hair but instead clasped it on his arm.

“OW!!” he screeched as he ran out of her room to the kitchen.

She finished straightening her with a satisfied smirk on her face.