Some apologies.

Hey guys! It's the girl you've never heard from!

Yes, Alice. Alice Kingsley.

SOO, my introductury thing (first post and all that) will be up not so soon, as soon as I remember to have my journal where I write my posts first (editorial reasons. Chill, I'm a writer!) when I'm around somewhere with a working blogspot.

Anyways, we  need to apoligize because we haven't been accessable to the blog. Our shared computer go t ruined *cough, Penny, cough* and the one on our phones won't connect to the blog.

Also, I have heard we, as in the dorm, are getting a new girl. According to Lanie, her name is Stevie Nash, and she's an art prodigy. That's all we got.

So, again, sorry for being non-existant.

~Alice

Some people just don't get it.

By 'some people' I mean people in different situations. Let me explain.

It was Friday morning, and I was re-curling my blonde hair. I walk out of the dorm vanity (all the rooms have the little room so the bathrooms won't get crowded) and there I see Mark, Shawn, and Killjoy. Even I can't help calling him Killjoy. It's catchier than Keith. Anyway, my hair is full of curlers, and I'm in my pajama's still, a purple tank top and mini shorts. They all turn around and look at me, and I see Mark and Shawn blush like mad, and Killjoy seems to be in between blushing and smiling.

I start to back away, and I go into the closet through the door in the vanity. I slump down, feeling utterly embarrassed. This is just going to make things awkward between us. But it turns out everything was fine, and nobody was that inflicted. Anyway, let's move on later that day...

I was walking towards history by myself when I heard someone calling my name. I figured it was Strawn trying to convince me to join her 'posse' of pops. Then I heard running, and stopped and turned around, because I know from a fact of being in her gym class, Strawn doesn't run. Killjoy was running up to me, probably to make fun of my oh-so-beautiful curlers.

"Hey, Lan... sorry we came in this morning, we just... uh... had to... um... get some notes for the music history.... project thing from Jayla..." Killjoy said. For some reason he is always like this around me.

I could see he was stumbling over his words, and I decided to just give him some support.
"Look, I get it. Jayla explained it to me. And there was no damage."

"Oh, wait, what? Jayla explained what to you?" asked Killjoy, looking panicked for some reason.

"That you needed the music history notes. Nothing big. Except you did have an odd look on your face..." I said teasingly, but the fact of my teasing didn't seem to get through his head. "Look, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. You saw me in my pajamas."

"Yeah, I guess. You hair looks cool, though," he said as we walked in the history room. Everyone was already there except Shawn and Alice. They must be having their parent phone-conference on how they're going home. They're cousins, so why not do it together?

"Oh, Holland. Come 'ere," said Coach Smith as we walked in. When I got to her desk, she said: "You go to the office when Cook and Kingsley get back, got it?" I nod and head to my desk.

"Hey, Lan. Do you really curl your hair every morning?" Mark teased, smiling his brilliant white smile.

"Do you really want to find out? Because I can give you some tips," I retort, knowing it was a very lame comeback. I try to fix it by saying, "And you looked pretty happy to see me, by the look of beet red blush on your face. You must tell me where I can get the color," but it doesn't help.

"Wow... try harder or you'll become Strawn," Avery giggled, probably thinking absurd something in her rainbows and lollipops mind.

"Oh, come on, give me some slack! I have to, my mom makes me, and, it gives me an excuse to leave my hair down in gym," I say back, and everyone cracks up as I finish.

"Hey Lanie," I hear a voice behind me and see a flicker of pink in the corner of my eye. By the suddenly greater humored look on my friend's faces, it must be Strawn behind me.

"Strawn, I'm not going to sit with you at lunch, I'm not going to discuss what shade of lip stick looks best. I may be in to everything you are but I--" I cut myself off as I see the shade of Strawn's hair. It's a disgusting deep, deep pink. "Okay, I must tell you one thing. You are not perfectly pink."

I see the hurt that only she could feel about this in her eyes and she spins off with a sharp intake of breath. It's amazing that she's from South Carolina instead of Beverly Hills.

I turn around and see everyone smiling without teeth, obviously trying to conceal huge amounts of laughter. "WHAT?!? It's true," I say in my defense, then everyone bursts out in laughter, and Killjoy is just smiling, looking at me in an odd way.

Shawn and Alice walk in, and I go to the office, just going to have a chat with my parents since I really don't need to know when we're leaving since both of them are the head people in the office. I mean, my mom's the headmistress, and my dad is the headmaster. I think that's what it's called. Anyway, he's the head for the guys.

I walk in, and my mom immediately says, "Honey, don't pack, we're staying here! We didn't think we needed to stay since the whole staff has to stay here for work against their will for the holidays, but you are staying in your dorm and your friend Jayla will be here, along with Jackson and Marcia!" At that I turn heel and go out.


What? How can the board be keeping us here? Then I think about the last sentence. Jayla and Marcia, and Jackson; okay, Marcia's nice, but Jackson? Really? Jackson Henry has had a crush on me forever. His mom and my mom are best friends, so I see him a lot, but really, I am not spending my holidays with him. He's an annoying creep and he won't leave me alone. I wish one of the guys are staying. And my wish comes true.

When Killjoy comes back from his parent meeting (his parents are in the transfer office) it turns out he's staying too.

"Oh, thank you! I might have had to spend the holiday break with Jackson!" I cry in relief as Killjoy and I walk to lunch.

"That creep's coming? Oh, give me a break, he doesn't have a chance with you! He even asked you to the dance!" Killjoy said in mock disappointment.

"Yes, but now I have you and Jay to hang out with, and we get to spend Christmas together! Yay!"

So, it turns out that there's a plus side on most of these. My hair turned out fine after some embarrassment, and I have to stay at MagTine over the break, but I do get to stay with my friends!
So... yeah...
Bye!
-Lanie

It was AWESOME.

It was insanely awesome!

The dance, to say in particular... it was post-exams by the way.

We had 2 hours after the test to get the gym prepped for the dance. I had to go in the stuffy outfit Avery made me wear, including a purple tutu, a polka dotted tank-top, with a bow on it, and a sweater.  The only thing that was normal old Jayla was the black converse.

And apparently Avery had gotten to the others, too. Lanie no purple on, except her brett. Mote had on just  jeans and a purple t-shirt, and for some reason Shawn and Killjoy had the same outfit.... jeans and a white t-shirt, with a purple vest. Where she got all this, I don't know.

But the dance was so fun! Here's some snippets:

As I strung the multi-colored lights through the basket ball hoops, I hear the Cupid Shuffle blast out of the speakers. "To the right, to the right, to the right, to the right, to the left, to leeeft, to the left, to the left!"

As I turn around, I see Shawn and Mote standing over the music system, then hop back, overcome by the sound. I stifle a laugh, and it comes out as a giggle. I run over and jump onto the stage, and click the sound button to turn it down.

"Uhh! Thanks, Jay," says Shawn, coming back over.

"No problem. Why are you so shaken? It's just the Cupid Shuffle..." I say teasingly.

Later, when the dance was in full swing, Avery shows up with Lanie, and goes and dances with Shawn in the Cupid Shuffle. She's actually quite talented at it, and I go over to the snacks to get a soda, and turn to find myself bumping into Mote, talking to Strawn. Oh, what is she doing now? He doesn't like pops, and she knows it!


I listen to their conversation, seeing what was going on. Mote was turning Strawn down, which she took very dramatically. "Look, Strawn, you know I don't like you, right?" says Mote, looking at Strawn with such fake sympathy, anyone can see it, but Strawn doesn't.

"What do you mean? I'm too likable to not like!" she says, tears welling up in her eyes.

I take this as a chance to just put Mote out of his confusion. "Hey, Strawn, what's wrong?" I say with just as much fake sympathy.

"Mote says he doesn't like me! I mean, everyone likes me, right?!" answers Strawn.

"Oh, he's just joking around," I say. "Mote, let's go dance with Avery and Shawn."

"Okay, later Strawn..." Mote replies, still looking confused for Strawn.

"What is up with that girl? How could she think everyone likes her?" questions Mote as we get on the dance floor, walking up to Avery and Shawn.

"Who, Strawn? Oh, she is way to self-centered to believe there is any hate headed her way," says Avery.

Amazingly, Lanie danced with almost every guy who was there. She could be a pop (Popular person), but she doesn't like the thought of hanging out with Strawn. Anyway, she danced with every guy. Even Hoss (who's real name is Hayden), Strawn's "boyfriend". This infuriated Strawn, who almost pulled out the blue streak in her hair. I thought this was quite funny. ; )

Everyone was having an awesome time. They played the Cupid Shuffle many times, on request. They also played the electric slide and the Hustle many times. They had a photo booth, and many beautiful decorations.

We actually sung songs, the music class. Due to half of us being way too nervous to play our own songs, we just sung our favorite songs. Shawn sang Viva la Vida by Coldplay, I sang Ours by Taylor Swift, Mote sang It's the End of the World as we know it by R. E. M., and Killjoy sang Raindrops by Basement Jaxx. We all had an awesome time, and we even heard that Alice is still coming back around Christmas.

Peace, Jayla

Turns out... odd.

Half-Time report cards came out. Or that's what we call them at least. We have until Friday to view them before we have to return them to the admin. offices to be sent to our parents. My mom would be seeing mine soon anyway, since she works in the admin. office. Let me tell you the story about it, along with the other's:

It was last period. Math for us and all the other girls in 7th grade, since the guys are in athletics. We were just goofing off, while the sub did the same thing, but on the computer. I should say that too for Strawn and  her posse, because they had their phones out texting like mad, and for what I could see, facebook, youtube,  twitter, and other top sites.

"Class" the sub called, getting our attention. "Progress-report cards!" she said in a shrill, singing voice.

As she passes the important-looking envelopes around with our names on it, we took them out, looking at our cards, hoping we wouldn't have to go to tutoring for the next few weeks until the next report card.

"Oh. My. Gosh." I whispered, amazed at my report card. "This is insanely different!"

"What?" Avery asked, reaching for the paper, setting her's aside, and as it settled on the desk, I saw that she got... History- A+, English- A+, Athletics- A-, Science- B-, I can see that, she can stand disecting things. Math- A+, and Design- A+. Not a surprise.

"Oh my gosh!" Avery exclaimed. "Look! This is amazing!" Showing the others, I sat looking at the girls, feeling happy for myself. I got History- B-, English- C+, Athletics- A+, Science- A-, Math- B, and Music- A+. If you don't know me, that's over the top for me.

Lanie showed me hers, and of course it's her regular strait A's. As Avery looked at Penny's I caught a glimpse of Pen's. History, B-. Ouch. That's the easiest non-talent class. English- C. Average Pen. Athletics- A+, Science- A-, one of her best subjects, Math- C-. Another sign of average Pen. And of course, A+ ing Jr. Coaches.

We all have averages, except this was a change for me. I usually get 1 or 2 grades below that. This was a shocker. My mom will be happy with this for sure.

Later, I met up with the guys to discuss the songs we're playing at the dance.

"So, Ms. Jay, how do you suffer?" Killjoy asked in his British accent.

"Well... not to death, but maybe up to the dance level..." I replied, seeing the amazement of my friends faces appear.

"Well, let me see it to get this strait," Shawn said, reaching for my report card as I took the paper out of my bag.

"No way..." Mote said, looking in amazement at the half-time card.

"Yep! And I get to go to the dance, and I get to go to the post- and pre- exams dance!" I said, getting my guitar out, ready to get started before we would need to have to go to dinner.

"Well, okay then..." all 3 of the guys said at once, getting their songs and instruments out.

Yeah, that's the story.

Peace, Jayla

I feel mixed emotions.

Why? Because we have to go back to MagTine tomorrow. Not that I'm not happy, but it means not getting the hours of sleep I need and having to wake up at 7 in the morning. And I get to see Strawn. This post is going to tell you people about the people here at MagTine who will be mentioned the most.

I told you I would tell you about Strawn Macs and I will now.

Strawn is a know-it-all who thinks if you don't fit into her crowd, or she doesn't like you, your inferior. That's all. Oh, wait, she hits on every guy who is "cute" in our grade! Including Killjoy and Shawn. She doesn't hit on Mote because she knows he's taken from her by Jay. But she should know that Shawn is taken by me but unoffic-- oops.

But there is another yay, but it's said in a totally different way!

I get to go back and see my closest friends that are here at the Production Studio!

But I must say it is freezing in my room!  And probably will be in the dorm, too, because they don't run the heaters while we're gone! No, really, the heater is out in my room.

My friends that aren't at the PS are: Alice, Shawn, Penny, and somewhat Killjoy and Mote. For some reason, We all hang out with Killjoy, Shawn, and Mote, even though they're in Jayla's talent, but they're nice to us. Alice thinks it's because they know Penny can hurt them, but I kinda--oh, you'll hear about that later.

Okay, you'll hear about it now.

Shawn Carter is the most dazzling guy I have ever met! Not in the school, Jayla has pointed that out to me (she likes Mote if you are new to this). He has fiery red hair, sparkling green eyes, and the cutest freckles! He knows I like him, and he doesn't mind when I do sit by him, or anything like that. He likes to hang out with me though, so I know he must like me back kinda-sorta. Anyway... Jayla does like Mote and Mote must like her back because they're going to the dance together, though they both claim they're going as friends. Pst! Whatever! This is definitely a happy yay.

So if you are confused, read this, if you aren't, then you don't have to.
HERE IS A CHARACTER DESCRIPTION FOR ALL OF US:

Jayla-Tall; long, strait, blonde hair; deep, chocolate brown eyes; light skin.
Mark (Mote)-Taller than Jayla; Average long, sandy blonde hair; peiricing blue eyes; light skin.
Avery-Shorter; Average length blonde hair; bright blue eyes; light skin.
Shawn-Taller than Jayla, and shorter than Mote; fiery red hair; green eyes; freckles; pale skin.
Penny-Same height of Avery; Brown hair; blue eyes; freckles; light skin.
Killjoy-Taller than Avery, an inch shorter than Jayla; dark brown hair; darker complexions,
Alice-Same height as Penny and Avery; Red hair; dark green eyes; freckles; pale skin.
Lanie-Same height as Killjoy; blonde, wavy hair; hazel eyes; light skin.
Strawn- Short; Long black hair with various colored streaks in it; deep gray eyes; olive skin. PERFECT COMPLEXION! that is the worst part. She thinks it's the end of the world when she gets a zit. >:<


I just thought you should know.

Sorry that we have been posting so much lately, but we're obsessed with this!

~Avery Jove

Mote and Jayla, sittin' in a tree...

I want to let you know about my best guy friend, Mark Curtis. (aka: Mote. We don't know why, he just said to call him that at the beginning of the 6th grade year, and we have.) He has piercing blue eyes and long, sandy blonde hair, longer than normal, but not super long. Just, long. And he's tall. Taller than me, and I'm the tallest girl in the grade! Only he and one other guy are taller than me.

Here's a story that happened a few days back:

"Jay! Jay! Wait up!" Mark called, running across the courtyard to catch up to me, since we were both heading to Music next; we were both accepted into MagTine for that reason.

"Sup, Mote?" I asked as he caught up, out of breath. "You should definitely work out more." Tapping him on the shoulder, as we always do to greet each other. That's what we've always done.

"Nothing, and no, I don't!" he said giving the tap back, then shoving me harder, to where I stumbled sideways.

"Stop that! Okay, I have a question. Are you going to the dance with anyone?" I asked "Not that I like you or anything like that, but I just--" I added quickly seeing the humorous light in his eye die as I asked my question.

"Uh... sure...? No one's asked me, but I guess I need a date if my song doesn't get picked to play. So yeah." He replied, not sounding so awkward as he finished. "Wear something pretty." He added mischievously before bolting off towards the talents building.

"Hey!" I shouted, jogging after him. By the time I got in the music room for 6th-8th graders, I saw him telling the "exciting" news to his buddies Shawn and Killjoy, (Killjoy's real name is Keith, but he had a bad experience with a movie last year, and he got his nickname and it stuck to him ever since) and as soon as I walked in, Mote whipped around and instantly sat beside Shawn, to where the only place I could sit was beside him because all the other seats were full.

"Nice move." I commented as I sat down, getting my song, chord books, and guitar out for class.

"Not as nice as the next one." He replied, getting his bass out and drawing the strap across his shoulder as the bell rang.

"Okay, guys and ladies! Lets get started by the attendance." Oliver, our music coach, as he likes to be called, said as everyone settled into their seats. "Jayla, okay, Jojo, okay, Mote, okay, Marcia, okay, Shawn, okay, Kara, okay, Killjoy, okay,  Tyler, K, and Zoe, K. Couple of things I have to say today before you present your songs. We have a new couple amongst us!"

At those words I froze and glared at Mote. He glanced at me and a wide grin spread across his face. Isn't he a jerk. Then Oliver defrosted me.

"Tyler and Marcia everyone! Big hand for them please!"

I looked at Marcia. She was blushing beet red, while Tyler looked around proudly. Poor girl. Tyler isn't the smartest of the bunch.

As Oliver went to his desk to get everything prepared for the next class, we did our warm-ups. I looked at Mote. God, he's cute... wait. What am I thinking? He knows we're just going as friends and that's how it is. Just friends. Sadly...

"You were about to be crow-food." I whispered to him.

"Yeah... what were you gonna do? You're to small." He replied, giving me a wink.

"Yes, but I've got Penny."

"Oh yeah? I've got the biggest twit in the grade. You win."

At that I couldn't conceal a giggle. Wow... he's so funny! I'm glad I'm friends with him! Maybe more than friends after the dance... uh! Jay, stop thinking like that! *insert lightbulb above my head here*
We should so sing our songs together at the dance! If they get picked...

"Do you agree?" I whispered out loud.

"With...?" Mote whispered.

"We should sing our songs together if they get picked!" I whispered excitedly.

"Sure. Sounds fun." he replied. He gets really serious when he is with his music.

"Ready?" Oliver started out.

^_^_^

"Oh my gosh! They got picked! Both them!" I screamed with joy in front of the talents building the next day after lunch. I sprinted over to the oak tree, where Mote, Shawn, Killjoy, and Penny were sitting. I slowed to a jog and sat down by Mote.

"Spit it out, Jay.  None of them are paying attention." Penny remarked, looking at the guys.

"Hi, Jay. Where's the fire?" Shawn asked, looking up from his piano.

"All of our songs got picked! All four! Oh my gosh we get to perform together!" I hugged Mote and jumped up, dashing to my dorm with Penny in my wake, waving bye to the guys.

"Eek! I can't believe this!"

(continue on Avery's first post)

Surprises...

This was wonderful for me!

As Alice and I were walking back to the dorm from science, we were pretty happy. We were talking about how much we wanted this, and how much we wanted that for Christmas. Thus, we were overjoyed to see what lay in our wait when we walked into the dorm.

It was a silver Christmas tree, with red tree bulbs and little mickey mouse ornaments piled to the side, waiting to be placed on with care.

"Hey, look what my mom dropped off!" Lanie said, typing 9-o on her computer, probably typing a thanks letter to her mom, the head mistress.

"It's silver! Well, I guess thats for you..." Alice said.

"Yeah, it was for her. I asked when she dropped it off as soon as I settled down for a nap!" Penny called from her top bunk, obviously mad that she wouldn't be catching up on sleep before athletics.

As I looked around, I realized that Avery was on her top bunk, sketching what I guess was a new design for Miss Hark, the home economics teacher.

"We all decided to wait for you two to show up to decorate it." Avery said, shutting her book and climbing down from her bed.

"Well, let's get started!" I cried joyfully, ready to take care of the most fun chore of Christmas.

-Jayla