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Catching Up- For LuckyStirring a spoon around the small cup, Lucky Day let out a small sigh contemplating what could have happened if she had stayed in her little mountain town. She didn't regret her decision to chase her big city dreams although she did wonder about her old friends. It had been ten years since she left South Park at the tender age of nineteen.Catching Up- For Lucky by RandomGhostie
She left on her own and managed to get an apartment in New York for little money, but soon she wouldn't need to worry about where the next paycheck would come from. After two unsuccessful attempts of being signed to an agency, she managed to break through and get signed. Ever since then her life had been one massive joyride.
From getting number one singles in the charts to going to all the A list parties and meeting interesting people. Lucky Day had broken into the music industry and became an international country singer. Paparazzi would follow her around trying to get the money shot, they would make up that she was dating different people when real
Lady kiss- For Lucy"I still can't believe my luck!" Lucy sung out softly to herself, she let out a tiny squeal as she put away the last piece of her clothing.Lady kiss- For Lucy by RandomGhostie
Around three weeks of whining and begging had finally paid off. Lucy had finally been allowed to give her good friend Jess a makeover. That was something rare in itself when it came to Jess so Lucy wanted to make it a surprise for herself as well as everyone around her.
She had gone through her wardrobe, picked out all the best clothing then threw them at Jess and told her to get ready and put on a certain amount of makeup. She had even dyed some blue streaks into Jess' hair to try and show off that she had changed on the outside. Lucy closed her wardrobe squealing once again to herself as she jumped on the spot and spun around looking to the bathroom door.
"Luce I look like an idiot" A sudden voice called from the bathroom. Rolling her eyes Lucy crossed her arms and pouted.
"Don't be so silly Jessikins!" Lucy called back wishing Jess could see the
Predicable.Life had not been what Lucky Day had expected. Once she left a not very exciting but dramatic High School she expected to have a ball in College. Learn new things, have new experiences which would teach her lifelong lessons and cause her career to take off. She had always wanted to do something with writing or photography; she took a course which offered both of these options. She chose to take both, it may have been a lot of work but she didn't mind.Predicable. by RandomGhostie
When she arrived at her dorm her roommates were the type of girls who lived and breathed drama. They squealed at things such as Twilight and went on about how they would love to find their prince charming. Lucky wondered how they even got on the courses they were on, one was even studying law!
But Lucky didn't mind talking to them, but they would get on her nerves quite a lot. But when she arrived at class it seemed it was packed, a lot of annoying boys and girly girls seemed to have taken this too. Which was probably because they include
Not so DifferentDespite the rumours that circled the castle, Pansy Parkinson was a smart girl. Students from other houses, and even some from her own, would brand her as a sidekick of the infamous Draco Malfoy. She was that girl who was on the arm of Draco for most the year but ended up being pushed away and dumped. A pureblood Slytherin, sixth year Slytherin girls who would strut around the castle with their heads held high and bitchy comments on the tip of their tongues. Daphne was her right-hand girl, not the smartest girl in the school while to her left would walk Millicent who was also not the smartest girl.Not so Different by RandomGhostie
Within arguments amongst the three, Pansy would spit out harsh insults about how they weren't the brightest apple in the bunch. Her comments were like a bite from a poisonous snake; deadly. It was easy for students to assume that she, Pansy Parkinson, was also not intelligent. Jealousy, people would claim, jealousy that she were not as smart as those she insults. Those she hurts. But t
first wordLucky made a face at the gloopy apple sauce in the small bowl, as she scooped a small amount into a plastic spoon. She looked to her son, Jojo Indigo Donovan, who sat happily in his high chair waiting for his next bite of apple sauce.first word by Leo-Kid
"I dunno how ya do it, Jo. This stuff looks pretty icky to me." She said softly, as Jojo ate up the spoonful. Lucky smiled, scooping up more apple sauce holding it to Jojo when the one year old, opened his mouth, instead of taking a bite, he let out a small sound;
"Pfff...ppah..." Jojo sounded, struggling slightly.
Lucky lowered the plastic spoon from Jojo's mouth, as the toddler struggled to speak out. His first word. Lucky held back a squeal, as she reached for her camera, pressing on record. Jojo continued to sound out the word he wanted to say.
"Come on, Jojo." Lucky encouraged softly, smiling brightly. "Do ya wanna say papa? Papa. Ya can do it, little lion."
Jojo glanced up to Lucky and smiled "Paah...paaaffbbl." he sounded. Lucky giggled. "It's righ
into dustLucky gently rocked her body back and forth, careful she wouldn't slip from her seat. Her slender fingers moving over her guitar, plucking at the right notes. Her eyes looked over the small crowed that stood still before her. There weren't so many people there to listen, but still she continued on...into dust by Leo-Kid
The Summer air hung low and sticky. The gray skies above their heads promised a storm. Thunder rumbled lowly from the moutains behind as Lucky voiced her melody.
Breathless and on again
Beside me today"
Lucky sighed softly seeing the crowd slowly moving, as rain began to drop down on them. Slow and steady. And just like the rain, the Soutener went on strumming her guitar singing for the crowd ignoring the looks she recived, and instead looked for any familair face she could find among them. There was Butters shivering as the rain soaked his jacket, but still politely remained. Jess toying at the rising mud. Lucas with Hannah under his arm. Cherry with Lul