Chapter 2, Part 2, of maybe 3

As I walked out the door I decided that I was sick of my bright blonde hair and that I was going to get it dyed. And there was going to be no one there to stop me! I hurry and ran home and got some money out of my closet and grabbed the bag of cookies to eat on the way. Also, not knowing how long it was going to take I hurry and left and virtual note on the door so that when either Haiku or Isaac walked through the door a voice would tell them where I am and what I was doing. As I walked to a salon close to our house I couldn’t help but wonder why Mrs. Taylor was so sad. She had never been that way before. It took about 5 minutes to get there. I hurried and walked in the door once I arrived. As I gave the receptionists my name, age (13), and phone number I realized I hadn’t even thought about what color I was going to dye my hair. Well since I didn’t want brighter mine as well go dark. Black it is! My hair was not too short but not too long at the moment.

Some time passed. So now my hair was black. I realized it kind of gave me a dreary look now with my normally black clothing. And the black wrist band that I liked to wear. Oh well, I thought to myself. The ones that are going to be most upset about it are probably going to be my siblings. They always thought I dressed to dreary anyways. Not only that but they were very into being into the in clothing. Meaning at this time and age, bright clothing. BLAH! Not me I would much rather wear what I think I look good with.

You might ask why I care so much. Since our parents only cared if we took the first 6 years of school. And, they were always on business trips. I had a lot of time to think of such things. Not to mention other stuff like things that don’t matter. Like how my room looks. Not like anyone ever looks in there. Or that I try and buy all my stuff from my favorite brand of clothing, Scourge. Not to mention that Scourge sold shoes with lots of cushion inside of them so it made them kind of fat. Making my feet look big which is the opposite of what the fashion is. Everyone wears these little tiny shoes. They look ugly and uncomfortable I do not want! Yet still on the other hand. If we talk about stuff I do on my free time. I am a bit lost for words. I mean, I already told you I love to sing. I also enjoy buying new dark clothing for myself. Also I like time to myself just to think up things. I also enjoyed quiet. Not to mention being able to stay up late and just stair at the moon. Yet that made me start to think of my life school for some odd reason. And how odd school was itself.

All of us, me and my siblings, were kind of different in school. We all seemed to be a bit smarter than everyone and not have a problem in gym. Reading and listening to the teacher lecture at the same time was a simple task. We could run a mile straight without stopping to jog or walk and not break a sweat. All these strange things of my child hood. Not to mention the fact that my parents were always gone. So before Isaac was old enough our mom hired this baby sitter lady that was really weird herself. All she really did was make sure we didn’t break anything. Than she let us go free.

Now it is midnight marking only 2 more days tell my parents come back. I have been thinking about how I am going to approach them and what I am going to do.

Well that ended up that chapter quite nicely. Sorry that it's doubled space I had to type it in word cause I was also typing it for this thing I have to do in English. Love you all and have fun :D!

Chapter 2, Maybe only part 1

Notice the maybe part 1. Because I don't have too much time. So Instead of cutting it off like the 1st chapter I will just say sorry gotta go!

Well than chapter 2. And sorry if it is a little scattered most I have the things completely planned out but, this time, I kind of trying to make up for chapter 1.

Chapter 2
What to Do

After that conversation with my brother and sister. I decided to go over to a lady in a house a few blocks away. She was a retired singing teacher but I loved her kindness and willing to help me sing. She believes my voice is as beautiful as diamonds. I personally thought that she was just trying to make me feel good. Yet she has always been sincere. As I went up to her front door and walked straight in. I had almost became so accustomed to her house almost felt like as much as a home as my own. As I went to her kitchen, attracted by the scent, and as I turned to the corner I saw the cookies out on the table and Mrs. Taylor sitting there looking lost. She than suddenly looks up and smiles.
"Hello Kronos, my darling, have you come for another lesson. Or perhaps you want a cookie they are freshly baked." she said in a slightly cheerful tone. Although her voice was happy her face showed her true thoughts of concern
"Whats the matter Tina?"
"Oh, nothing just got some news." as indirect as always. Always never actually telling me what I thought. Usually had to interrogate her for about 5 minutes before I would get the complete truth out of her.
"What kind of news?" I asked grabbing a cookie and biting off a piece.
"Just about a family member."
"What about a family member?"
"Hey now I know what you are trying to do and it wont work this time!" she said in a slightly playful tone yet still serious. I decided to back down for a bit not wanting to make her more upset than she was.
"So are you not in the mood to listen to me sing today?" I asked thinking I already knew the answer.
"Probably not I guess. My darling perhaps tomorrow?"
"Sure Tina." I said in a slightly disappointed tone/
"I'm sorry my darling." After that she gave me a bag of her cookies.

Well I better stop. Meaning this is out of the story now. Well that was party 1. Sorry but it is getting late and don't have too much time. So see ya!

QUESTION!

Well I was meaning to put more into chapter one but I started writing it at about 10:15 pm on a school night. So I kind of rushed it. So the question is do you want me to edit the first chapter a bit and repost it a bit different or just keep going. I'm sorry if you don't care that much but I do. No just kidding. You don't have to put in your opinion. Yet cant wait tell Jack gets back. The date is coming up. Love you all. Dan good luck with school. Josh good luck with finding a job. Jenny good lucky with being awesome. Jessica good luck with Sophie. Joni good luck with job and finding money. Nicole good luck with your blog. Matt good luck with getting money. James good luck with being awesome with Jenny. Jason good luck with helping Nicole with the blog and work and being awesome on Guitar Hero. Love you all! And buenas suerte to you all!