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Situation: A girl and three boys are having a fun time walking back to one of the boy's house on the streets of rich Atlanta.

1st person: As I stepped back into their conversation, I was more uncomfortable hearing them than actually being the only girl. Of course, it didn't help that I was also sweatier than a basketball playing after playing a day worth of games. It was that bad. "Nel, listen to me!" Chase pleaded. I snapped out of it. Without giving much thought, I turned and was not only face to face with Chase but, also mouth to mouth. Now every car driving along this road knows me for the girl hanging with all guys and smooching. He pulled back and continued walking with his...my...our friends. Leaving me to figure out what just happened, why it happened, and to pray that know one driving by knew my mother.

3rd Limited: Madeline thought it was a great calm day to drive in the Morningstar area of Atlanta. There weren't many cars on the street and the streetlights seem to be moving so quickly. All great until one single spot. She noticed one thing that didn't fit into her perfect driving day. A group of boys walking alongside the road. If that wasn't enough their happened to be a girl walking behind them. Madeline kept her eyes on the road but tore at the scene that played out in front. Now these children were all standing around as the girl kissed the young man. She noticed that this wasn't any girl. It was Nel Pertelli. Shocked she continued to drive on waiting for the next time she could talk to that young lady about proper manners.

 3rd Objective: Thomas watched in disbelief as his two best friends snogged on the side of the road. He hadn't even wanted Nel to come today because. that would mean she would be alienated. He thought she was fun but, he didn't want to share her. Now, his two best friends were going to get together and forget all about him. He kept going to let them do what they do. Jay started to walk with him but, he left him behind. He was the one who told Chase to do it. It wasn't as if he could complain either so kept pushing one foot in front of the other. It didn't mater the two of them caught up anyway. Who was he kidding, he couldn't be angry they were his boys. And Nel... Nel was his bestfriend. That was it!

Cameron Citi and The Wall Fly

I apologize for it being so long... Enjoy!
"Are you kidding? The students at this institution are great. I will not stand for this!" Headmaster Citi belched at the Department of Western Boarding Schools. They arrived on his campus, Denver Academy, to say that they were giving him one year to rid his school of problem children or they were taking away his accreditation. Naturally, one would panic in this situation but not Cameron Citi. He had it all under control. "Please excuse yourselves out. I have a lunch appointment." His tempered lowered as he gathered his materials from the head of the table. "Remember Headmaster Citi, One Year." The leader of the department calmly stated... With one shake of his head, Mr. Citi glided out the room. He left the John C. Depp Conference Building in a rush to his lunch appointment: the Thai basket laying on his desk.

"Has anyone seen Mr. Citi," Landon Johnson asked a couple making out in the hall. Mr. Citi was never late to their private AP Music Theory class. Landon had been waiting in the classroom since 7th period started 30 minutes ago. It wasn't like him to be late or absent. *Text Ring* Hey on the sunroof. Let's have some fun! This girl who he hadn't even bothered to remember the name of texted him. Well as long as Mr. Citi wasn't here. What was the harm?

 "LANDON! LANDON! Where are you going?" Mr. Citi asked from behind his desk. Landon had stared right at him and didn't even notice him. Landon was doing so well and then he had to go and disrespect him.
Getting up, he noticed a few things: how easy it was to move, how he felt like he was lighter than a penny, and  how know one seemed to know he was there. "Ahhh a fly!" One of the eighth grades yelled. He glanced around but saw none. "Get him!" another yelled. Once again, he looked for the fly right when a hand smacked him down. Ouch! He moved quickly down the hall getting away from the girls. No matter where he went there were people hitting and slapping at him. Which led him to only believe one thing... and he didn't want to say it. He remember when this happened to every other single person in his family and they hated it. Everyday since he was born, 32 years ago, he hoped he wouldn't get the Citi Transformation Curse. However here it was. Anger took over him as he realized a fly wasn't what he had in mind. Maybe a killer wasp or white tiger. Without think, he searched everywhere for Landon. Finally, hitting the sunroof, which made no sense but there was a slight possibility. He heard a quiet bass. Peering over the roof, were about 10 kids. Doing everything: drinking VODKA, dancing, and everything else. Why weren't these kids in class? It didn't matter right now. All he had to do was find Landon. Which also meant for  pretend the board of WBS wasn't right. He flew around back towards the column and stop short when he heard the faint noise of people. Turning the corner quietly as if he was still a human, there was Landon and a girl. He couldn't pin down her name which was sad because he knew everyone. He refused to admit to what they were doing and took off towards his office. Passing a couple of boys gambling, some smoking, and two girls fighting, he finally realize what he'd been missing. The same group of people that claimed they were changing just changed the hours in which they misbehaved. He knew what he had to do but, couldn't bring himself to it. Finally landing on his desk, he closed his eyes hoping this wasn't happening.

"Mr. Citi, Landon is here!" Agnes, his assistant, rang on the buzzer. Cameron opened his eyes and stared down at his now present fingers resting on the desk. He smiled to himself as he recognized himself again. "Send him in Agnes" He waited a few seconds till Landon finally opened the door. "Mr. C! Where were you during class?" "Around Landon. We need to talk." "What's up?" "I'm suspending you for two weeks." "WHAT! Mr. C, What did I do wrong?" "You know son. You know. I'll be sending your academics to you. Now you should get ready for rugby. Your sister will be here to get you in the morning." He watched as his favorite senior left his office. The one thing he hated most was upsetting the people he loved. But, it had to be done. Even if it was his own nephew. "Agnes, Please send for Michelle Wagner."

NED

The infamous National "Eating" Disorder that has corrupted the United States  can be defined in differentways. To me eating disorders is mostly a state of mentality. Of course, anyone who has an eating disorder will generally show visibly but it is the inner self. It is about the way the person feels and treats themselves. Most foods and restaurants can be blamed for a our national eating disorder but it is the person who creates the actual disorder. I understand it is a crazy theory but, think about it. There are people who eat McDonald and Wendys a bunch but they know they have to work to balance. Then there are people who don't and it shows. It is the same when someone has to think and feel like they are not skinny or fit enough. So, there is a disorder, it just isn't entirely the foods fault.Do You Know Your E.D facts?

Hey!

Olá... which means hello in Portuguese! Thanks for coming to my blog for World Lit. I have a feeling its going to be a great year. First How was your summer? Mines was amazing. I went to Puerto Rico for a mission trip which was beyond great. I met so many new friends, Boriquen and Atlanta people... I also had a birthday on July 14 which was amazing. I celebrated it with my two best friends, Roderick and Tahiba, at a pool party they Roderick threw for me. Secondly, I went to The World Leadership Awards which was hosted by Usher. There were performances by Justin Beiber, Ciara, and Usher himself. I liked it so much that I went to another Justin Beiber concert as well as Rascal Flatts. It was a great summer. I hope your was good to. SO, we were told to write an opening to our blog that featured information no one knew about us. Well, my favorite thing to do is read and write. I actually have four books underway. One in which is almost completed and is being viewed by a publishing company. Hopefully, they are so excited they say: 'Minna, we love everything you write. We want to help you become a New York Times bestselling author by the time you graduate college.' Probably won't happen but one can only dream. I'm excited for this years class and hope that you find the things I write very inspiring. Thanks again and Pa Pa... which is bye bye in Romanian! (Yes I am very exotic)