I would dance around asking "Why is the Rum Gone?"

Okay, well anyways I'm posting a story, in my Journal, for a reason, it's just the beginning of a story based on some things my friends did, but I haven't really gotten into detail yet, it's mainly for them, if they want me to continue I'll post it. But for now here is the beginning:


A branch breaks beneath my foot, and I get an odd feeling inside of me, a feeling of home. I look up and smile at Bill, His long blonde hair glimmering as the wind passes through, unlike my short brown spikes that feel like freshly cut blades of grass if you put your hand through it. His eyes shine in the light of the sun, then there are my dark brown eyes, if you could even call them that, I envy Jack, but I can't show it.
We stop at the top of the hill and inhale the fresh air, "Haven't been out here in awhile, have we?" I say taking a sip of the water I pulled from my bag.
"No, it's my fault though, going downunder and all." he says. I turn and look up at him, that's another thing too, I'm around five foot four inches, he's six feet exactly, "I wont leave you here next time Charlie, I promise."
"No you don't have to." I say, though honestly I love to go he cae back last time with so many amazing stories I wish I could be able to come back tell everyone how I climb a mountain or ran from wild beasts, well maybe not wild beast but it would still be great to tell everyone I survived!
"No, really I'll take you next time." Bill says, and I wont argue.
"Okay. Let's get a move on now though." I laugh heading down toward the swampy area, hearing his foot steps close behind.

SCENE

Yeah, so there it is. ^.^ Hope you like it guys. And as I said I haven't got into the real stuff yet so if you want more, just say so.

And Aileen sorry about today, I thought you guys would meet us up there.


I also realize I fail for still reading catching fire Two weeks later, I'm going to finish it tonight though.