Post by Amber Craze James on May 28, 2012 0:24:05 GMT -5
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A dusty wind pulled it's way through camp half blood as a spunky young girl with a head full of thick curls ran her way through. Her green shirt with sleeves up to her elbows and her shorts to her middle thigh. She had curled her hair that morning, and plastered it with hairspray so it wouldn't fall out. Her classic style: Casual yet nice.
Her sneaker-clad feet pounded heavily on the ground as she ran. She had no idea why she was running, to be honest. All Amber knew was that she was standing still one moment, then running the next. Randomness was the way she rolled.
She ran smack-dab into someone, then shouted and apology before keeping running. She thought that she had run into Emiily, a very, very mean girl. So that would be why Amber wasn't sticking around.
Just the other week, Emily had taped a paper to her bed that said ''U R A FREAK''. All Amber did was write ''Learn some spelling, then lets try this again.'' and taped it to Emily's bed. The whole thing had Amber laughing for days, as the look on Emily's face was priceless. A few days later, Amber had found another paper. This time it said ''YOU ARE INSANE AND USELESS, AND THAT'S PUTTING IT NICELY.''. Amber had cracked up at this, then written ''Emily, you are a very, very nice person.'' on the back and taped it to her bed yet again.
Little did Emily know that the word ''nice'' originates from the Greek word for ''arrogant'', so when you call someone nice, it has the oppisite offect. Amber laughed at the thought of Emily's face. The problem was that when you laugh while running, you can't get enough air in and you momentarily suffocate and you trip. Then, if you where running where Amber was, you go tumbling down Half-Blood Hill.
You have to admit, Amber's got skills.
She tumbled down, a few ''oof''s and ''gahh''s slipped out of her mouth as her head hit rocks and her knees scraped against dirt. Her arms flailed wildly, trying to catch on to something before she could tumble further. She missed every time. So, again: skills.
When she finally crashed into the bush, she did nothing but sit there like a startled deer in front of someones headlights. Then, she pushed herself into a sitting postion (which was a bit harder then she had thought it would be) and started laughing. No, not laughing. Cackling.
What other person would laugh and cause themselves to fall down a hill? No one. That's who. Well, no one except Amber Craze James. Then again, Crazy was her middle name. Sort of.
Hearing voices made Amber shoot back down flat onto her back. She recognized the voices instantly. Pandora and Brandon.
Was she going to walk away, possibly be seen, and ruin what might be a moment? No. She was gonna be a good friend and wait until they left, so that she didn't disrupt anything. She honest to gods thought she was doing a good thing, hiding where she couldn't be seen, but she would soon find out she was wrong, and there would soon be destruction with words.
until you brought her down.
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