User blog:RedMonkey101 Studios/The Century Wars: The Ice and Warmth

This is a book I'm writing, i'm not done with it but I wanna see what you guys think of it.

Chapter 1
“Juliet” I hear my principal announce in a stern voice, this was my third time in his office this year and as far as this was going I think this time I was going to be expelled from school... forever.

“Ms. Hampton, I don't understand why you do these stunts, I know its a new year and everything that happen to your mother...” he says.​

My mother past away 2 months ago, I’m still recovering. She told me that she knew it was going to happen to her sooner or later and told me to be brave while she was gone... but this is just to hard for me.

I've been getting in trouble a lot lately mostly because of her pasting but manly cause I don't want to be the do gooder that I was in the past. My name may sound beautiful and happy but that's not who I am.

“And Juliet, your teacher and I have seen you in the past so we don't understand why you of all people would purposely shove Mr. Cardwell into a brick building in the courtyard” he continues.

Luke Cardwell and others just like him are called The Icies Bloods because of there pail skin and icey cold personality and people like me are called Warm Bloods we are the opposites of The Icies. For as long as we could remember The Icies and The Warms hated each others. I have no idea why, I don't even hate them. Seriously. But Luke and this gang hate Warm Blood so much and I don't do anything!

I flashback to minutes ago, where this Luke and I Thing all started:

I was walking to my next class for Music when all of a sudden Luke and best friend Justin Weithermen walk right in of me and was blocking my path to the next class.

“So Juliet... You find any good Cold Bloods to beat up lately? You know because rumors been spreading about you hitting Jack Micheal” Luke says. Cold Bloods are what The Icies call themselves guess they don't want to be called after a frozen drink they serve at 7-elevens.

It wasn't true! Jack was at the hospitable when my mom died and well I was so angry that I slammed him ageist a wall to get him out of my way but I never hit him...

“Hello to you to Luke” I say sarcastically, then trying to past him but he wouldn't let me.

“Come on Juliet, we all know what happened to you. Your mom died and now you think you can beat up any Cold Blood you like”

“Seriously that’s what you think I do with my spare time?? Wow I think you need to work on your guessing ability some more” I say still trying to get past him, but he still wouldn't move.

I look over at Justin who is practically just standing and starring at me the whole time.

“Wow your such a fake, like all people, you have a soft side and we all know it and--” before he said anymore, I slammed his face ageist the wall. I was not going be called soft by spoiled brat.

“OK, you think I have a soft side. Well not anymore, Bub. I rather punch out your guts then pick flowers in a meadow... so guess which on ill do to you?” I say shoving him harder ageist the wall, I could hear little screams here and there but I knew I wouldn't damage anything.

“Oh you are so going to get it, wait until the Principal fines out-”

“Ms. Hampton...” I hear a voice say be hide me, I turn around to see Principal Bradwell.

I let Luke go and he walk over to Justin who was still just looking at me, no expression on his face. I think Justin never talk or if he does its never around me, probably cause he thinks ill beat him up like most Cold Bloods do.

“Lets go to my office” I hear Bradwell say as he guides my shoulder to is office.

“So Ms. Hampton, can you explain why you did what you did?” he asked snapping me back to reality.

“Well you see, sir, I was just on my music class, Abby can prove it” I say.

Abigail Mortals, my best friend, whom I’ve known for at least 7 years now and knows I would never ever beat up anyone unless they started the fight.

Abby is the kind of person who can be friend anyone and I? Well you've seen my personality....

“Yes but Abigail can not help you with the others,” he stands up and go over to this desk. He pulls out my file.

Oh no.

“Lets see, Ah” he begins. I embrace myself for actions I did in the past and now.

“Fights, skipping classes, over due homework, do I need to continue?” he asks.

“No I get it, sir” I say slouching in my chair arms crossed over my chest while I try not to make eye contract.

“Juliet I know, and believe me, I know that this is hard for you and its a shame to see a 14 year old girl who was an honor student, class president and leader of the marching band, to go so sour so quickly” he says as he bends down to look me in the eye.

First of all, I hated marching band and being class president they just were hard for me to do and I only did them because of my older brother, Kyle.

He made my dad proud of him and he made me envy Kyle, “Juliet, be more like Kyle and join a sport” or “Juliet, why can't you be like Kyle and be class president” I always heard him say.

My mom on the other hand wanted me to be me and didn't compare me to Kyle but I just wanted my dad's approval so much that I made myself do these things.

“You and me both, sir” I say.

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Well thats all I have so far so tell me what you think.

If you could rate from 1 to 5 to tell me how good it is. If I misspelled anything let me know and Ill fix it.

Thanks! ~RedMonkey101