Author has written 5 stories for Romance, Life, and Young Adult.
Hey, guardgirl here, or u can just call me GG. Obviously, i'm in colorguard, and would have it no other way. guard is the best thing EVER! Yes, I am obsessed, but hey! at least i have fun! lol. :D
Ah...gr8 band quotes...some from my life and some found on the net;
What's the football team doing on the marching field?
This isn't K-Mart...we don't like sails (4 all u non guard ppl, sails r wen ur flag gets caught on the top of the pole)
If colorguard were easy, it would be called CHEERLEADING
Show those judges who brushed their teeth this morning!
Guard is the only place where you can legally flip it, strip it and whip it in public (only guardies would understand, lol)
My Life (as crazy as it is...lol)
Instructor: Come on, guys! It's just a six foot pole with a bedsheet! SPIN TOGETHER!
Naomi: Well...when you say it like that it seems stupid...
Katey: Spinning equipment isn't like, "Oh ehm gee, I'm ruining my nails!" no, it's like "I'm gonna fucking kick your ass, bitch."
I'll think of more later, but for now, have fun reading my stories! Remember: Reviews = Love!
Falling For Him
She didn't want it to turn out this way. She didn't want to be another one of those girls who fell for him, but what's done is done and she can't change the past even if she wanted to. has band and colorguard in it.
He Makes Me Forget (a poem)
Just an idea that popped into my head. Hurtcomfort, sad little poem about physical abuse and dark comfort.
Cadence May Glass. Funny, caring, smart, athletic, popular and beautiful. I was lucky enough to be her best friend. She was what everyone wanted to be. Until she met him. He was the one that destroyed her, that broke her into a million pieces...and I couldn't fix her.
STORIES COMING UP SOON:
Falling from Grace
The name my mother gave me was Natalie Grace. But how could she know that she would die when I was eleven and leave me with my father, who then became an alcoholic and abusive? How could she know that I would find comfort in something so wrong? So much for grace, huh? Based off of my poem He Makes Me Forget.
What If? (title suggestions would be GREATLY appreciated. i hav noooooo idea wat 2 name this thing lol :-P)
What if Romeo did get the letter from Friar Lawrence, therefore knowing about the plan? What if he went along with it, and they both ran away to Mantua? This is my alternate ending of Romeo and Juliet, and what would happen if everything went right.