THis is my story

This a story I have been working on ..... Let me know what you think
As she looked out the window of the plane as it soared over the clouds, she was sure she had made the right decision. Vernie always was sure about everything. She wrapped the scarf around her head and put on her big square sunglasses just as the pilot announced over the intercom, “We will be reaching Paris, France in forty-five minutes.”
Forty- five minutes, that’s all she had left of her old life. After that she would embark on a journey as a writer, free of the pressure from Indianapolis. Vernie clutched her only thing she brought, an old rucksack. She turned to the lady next to her, who had been quietly reading a magazine.
“Why are you going to Paris?” She asked
“Oh, well I live their, I was visiting my brother in Maine.”
“What is it like?” Vernie questioned, glad the lady wasn’t thinking she was a freak for talking to someone she didn’t know, Vernie was talkative.
“Maine?” The lady answered
“No” Vernie laughed, “I mean Paris.”
“Oh it is wonderful, a very nice place to go.”
“You don’t have a French accent, where are you from.”
“Oh I’m from Maine; my name is Bonnie by the way.”
“Oh, I’m Veronica, but you can call me Vernie.”
“Nice to meet you Vernie.”
“Where do you live in Paris?” Vernie asked.
“In a little apartment complex…………..”
As Bonnie rattled off the address of the complex Vernie looked at Bonnie’s face. It was heart shaped, with red hair that was cut very short. She has a blue bucket hat on with a red and blue striped tank top, along with white skirt, and finalized with some red flats. She had brown eyes. This was so unlike Vernie’s long brown hair that was tied in a knot in the back of her head, which was covered by a green scarf. Her big blue eyes were covered with brown boxy sunglasses. She had a white sundress on with green heels. Bonnie looked around her age…. 27. She continued to let her mind wander until something Bonnie said caught her attention.
“You live in that apartment complex?”
“You mean la petite mansion?” Bonnie answered
“Yeah, I’m living there to. I sent my furniture there last week.” Vernie replied.
“That’s neat.” Bonnie said looking genuinely happy that the girl sitting next to her would be living there in the same vicinity.
“Do you have a car?” Vernie asked, wondering how she was going to get to her new home
“Um… No I will take a taxi, you want to come.”
“Oui.” Vernie said smiling.
They chatted quietly as the plane soured over Europe, and Vernie’s phone, which had been silenced, kept receiving texts and calls form her mom. And when Vernie sat down on the ripping leather seat of the taxi, which smelled of cigars, she was amazed that she had found a person that did not think she was a talkative freak, and not the only girl who could become best friends with someone in all of three seconds.

Hey Hey Hey

Ok so I know I have not posted in a while but I have a life..........Anyway I just reliazed 2 people read this so i got depressed....but then i put on fix you by coldplay (which is my new favorite song btw) and felt better......so school started and i have gotten sooooo busy, and know one has commented on my bassoon post so Obie might not be being used or the user thought i was a freak or somthing.........so yeah....
IF YOU ARE REAdING THIS TELL SOMEONE TO READ IT
marroon Bassoon

Saying goodbye...

Ok this is going to sound really sentimental of me but whatever..... Today was the last day that I could play my bassoon.... I will get a new one in a week or so. but still you know.... I wrote a note to the new bassoonist and put it in my bassoon case so hopfully he/she will find it.
NOTE TO THE NEW BASSOONIST:
Hi, I know you don't really know much about bassoon but if you stay with it you will LOVE IT. It is sooooo much fun. It is hard because the band does not pay much attention to you. (I know i sound like I'm addicted but it is sooooo true)
Let me tell you about the bassoon. Its name is Obie (Obie wan canobie- i know thats not spelled right) Its cool... Just if you are reading this comment on this post and tell me
thanks

Sorry..........

Well...I know I haven't posted in a while....Sorry people I Have A life...... Jk :-) anywho...to day we went to the lake......It was uber fun WHOO!!!!!!!!!!!! My friends started blog called Nocturna Journal....I will post a link.....I'm with my awesome cousin....We will have so much fun
Maroon Bassoon

Happy Fourth of July

Hey guys!!!! I ran the peachtree today (6.2 miles of pure fun :-) ) Anyway Tonight me and my cousins are going to set off fire works (7 boys and me with explosives.......) So have a great day and God bless America

What A Trip

Today my mom wanted to go out and get some stuff from some stores. We were looking for a scrapbook store because my mom is making a scrap book for an anniversary. The scrap book store that we like to go to was closed, which sucked..... So we called an operator and then my dad (the operator had no clue what we are talking about) My dad gave us a bunch of places to go to.........We went to a craft store and we couldn't find anything :-( So we bought dots (the candy) and got on the road. Then we finally got to a good place so mom went in and I went to a clothing store. The scrap book place was SOOOOOOO overpriced but she got what she needed and then we went into the clothing store. We looked at so many clothing and in the end the scrap book adventure turned into a great shopping trip.
Maroon Bassoon
PS Writer Freak is up in Martha's Vinyard and Runner girl is in Europe BUT only Writer Freak has internet so Writer Freak write a review of the movie you saw and send it to me and I will post it Luv U :-P

HEY!!!

Ok I just realized somthing- I'm using this blog kinda like a twitter- I don't mean to be doing that....I just want to write what I feel like writing................So anyway.....my neigbor is out of town and I'm taking care of their cats, watering their garden, and checking mail. I love this neighbor so I don't mind doing it. I'm actually excited they said I could hang out at their house. This would be a good place to read the book I'm reading- The Counte of Monte Cristo (the abriged version) Its getting really boring.....
Well on that note I leave you!!!
Off to take care of cats!
Maroon Bassoon