curly

I'm trying to get tickets to that gig! Any way, errr i think just be nice to him! (if you meet him) lol maybe get him a prezzie, a toy or something!

BUMP Pretty Pleaseeeeeeeeeee

I know daisy already made one like this for her but i was wondering if anyone has 2 spare tickets to this gig or if two people each have one spare??? It's the only one i can get to before November and i live in Manchester! So please if you have 2 or if two people have one each, please PM me! Thanks x

Yay! Another Manc!!! Welcome!

Ohhhhh me me i wanna be a patient! Can i????

And me!!!

Okies ladies (and gentlemen if there are any reading ) heres the next installment mine! Enjoy NOTE: Again it's not half as good as other peoples on here but i had a go lol. PART THREE She knew she shouldn't have been thinking these things after literally two seconds with this man, but she couldn't help it. Her mind wandered. "What are you thinking about?" Mika asked, exploring her facial expression to try and work how she was feeling. He'd never felt so strongly to know everything about someone until he'd seen her. He was captivated by her accidental mystery that he almost demanded her to pour her heart out. Why was he feeling like this? He didn't know this girl. He din't even know her age, or where she'd come from...or anything past her name. And yet he felt he'd known her all his life. Tamar tried to think of something to say quickly but got panicky and embarrased. "You..." she finally blurted out, with a glint in her eyes. Her face blushed and she turned her head. Mika didn't know how to respond. "Oh..." he breathed with a slight grin on his face. In her head, Tamar cursed herself over and over for saying such a stupid thing. It seemed she'd embarrased both of them and the silence that followed that one word was begining to scare her. After a few minutes Mika let out a sigh, "Mum..." he muttered under his breath. Tamar could only just about make out what he said. She thought about her own mum and how much she missed her. The thought of never seeing her or any of her family again haunted her until a single tear rolled down her cheek. "Are you alright?" Mika asked concerned. Tamar sniffed. The the kindness in his voice made the tears flow more. Seeing how genuinely sad she was, Mika put his arms around her and rocked her as if she were a small, frightened little girl. She buried herself in his chest, sobbing uncontrollably now. "It'll be alright." he whispered into her golden brown hair. "I promise."

Yay! All the latest ones are amazing as usual! The next installment of mine should be here in about 2 and a half hours! I'm in school at the moment but i will post it when i get home!

Ohhhhhh the front page looks great! There are 2 mika haters in my house...... my brothers!!! I'm trying my best to take 'em down... almost impossible!

OMG!!! I live in Manchester!!!!!! If anyone has a spare ticket give it to Daisy!!!!! If anyone has three spare i'll buy 2...

Okies, shall i just design it for now and then when you have a definate size, start making it?

How big does the patch have to be????

That's one lucky girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not at all feel free to use it!

That happens to me all the time very annoying!

I've never read that but i have seen the film! *goes to find a copy of Jane Eyre*

Oh god this is my new hime lol it's impossible for me to keep my mouth shut! I'm always saying something (mostly something that doesn't need to be said!) but i can't help it!!!

The last book i read was 'The Next Big Thing' by Sara Caspian and then before that it was 'Love Lessons' by Jacqueline Wilson! I love romance books!

I'd love him to do manchester on the 8th dec... my birthday! *prays to ask if it's possible* Thanks for the update btw!

Here's the next installment of mine, it's not as good as the first part... but it's still as short Hope you like it! PART TWO Tamar's eyes gazed into his, they were big and soft. He struggled over to her, desperately trying to determine wether she was real or just an illusion. He had been walking along the beach for hours and was thirsty and tired. Feeling foolish, Tamar stood up to face him. He lowered his brow and focused his eyes. His head was spinning and his feet burning from the hot sun. 'I'm Mika...' he said half concious, then without warning he dropped at Tamar's feet. When he awoke he was lay down underneath a group of trees. His shirt sleeve was torn and was wrapped around his left hand, covering a deep wound he hadn't even noticed. Tamar was busy filling up half a cracked coconut shell with sea water. "Here, cool yourself down with this," she said once again gaznig into his deep eyes. "Thanks," he replied sleepily. He swilled the water over his sunburnt face an felt an instant cooling sensation. Tamar couldn't help but watch his every move, she was mesmerized by his dark curly hair and perfectly shaped lips, that she long to press aginst hers. Mika noticed her staring dreamily and interupted her thoughts. "I'm Mika by the way," he said once again with a cheerful smile. That smile! She could just about contain herself from taking his head in her hands and tasting those soft lips, whilts running her fingeres through his thick curls. "I'm Tamar," she replied breathless at the fantasies running through her head...

Did you win????????

Okay so i decided to have a go at these stories PART ONE Waking up to the warm sun, that was currently drying her falling tears, Tamar couldn't help but think she was there or a reason. Thoughts lingered in her mind like the bad smell drifing round the air from the bodies surrounding her. Lifeless beings were scatterned across the beach and through shock she was frozen to the spot. When the full impact of where she was finally hit, the tears flooded down her cheeks. A deserted island in the middle of nowhere was no place for a 17 year old, especially when she was alone. Her legs ached and she was still in shock but she managed to haul herself up with the help of a branch off a nearby tree. The view, she saw to the left, was the same for miles down the shore but to her right the amount of bodies decreased. She tried not to look at them as she set off down the beach but her eyes wouldn't let her. It was as if she was being forced to look at them as punishment for all she had done. Averting her eyes quickly she tried to erase the image of a bloodstained baby faced down in the sand. it stuck in her mind, tormenting her until her legs buckled and she sobbed weakly into the bark of a tree. Then.. a noise...an intake of breath...a man...alive...

Ohhhhh i could get my DT teacher to help she's great with that stuff but i'll design it! Can i be part???

I only have this one... Any good?

The magic of ms paint!