Rosie tumbled off her بستر and hit her head (Rhyme!) and now she has and ice pack.
"What the heck happened?" she signed.
"Well, I shook آپ out of بستر and آپ tumbled to the ground," I signed back. I am so relived that I finnally have someone to talk to things about, plus, no one can understand یا 'hear' us. Rosie gave a little chuckle snort and I laughed hystaricly. Her stoned look at me told me I was in deep trouble. Shit. We started the walk down to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ because there is nothing better than eatting after آپ made your best friend fall off her bed.
"Good Morning Rosie, Rene. I would like to remind آپ that are سیکنڈ new trainee is coming later this week. her name is Maxine Annalise Ivory. She is a first degree black بیلٹ, پٹی in Karate and has persuasive magic. Enjoy the rest of your day," and he walked away. I really wish there was NOT going to be any new trainees'. I am good just sticking with Rosie, which سے طرف کی the way, looked quite puzzeled as if she were doing an intricate puzzle in her mind.
"Are آپ OK?" I asked Rosie. She nooded, grabbed a pop tart (the healthiest breakfast in the WORLD) and sat in the chair. I left her alone for awhile, آپ know, personal bubble space. I sprinted to my room after I ate and put on ACCTUAL clothes, not raggy pajamas. I was feeling, yellow and pink-ish. I put on my long sleeved رسبری, تُوت الارض colored leotard, my پسندیدہ yellow puch belt, and my yellow baggy boots. Rosie walked in the door as I put my hair into a french braid.
"I am sorry," she signed," I just don't feel comfortable with another person, but i'm better now." She sounded terrible, like a cat scrached the inside of her throat.
"Get some rest," I signed," آپ need it. I'll tell Kaldur آپ don't feel well, OK?" She slightly nodded yes and got into her bed. I slowly started to walk, so it didn't seam like I was in a hurry (even though I was) and as soon as I couldn't see یا hear anyone, I sprinted so fast it felt like I was flying. Training room was exactly where I needed to go. As I walked in, I ran in to Kaldur, Thank God.
"Hello Rene, where's Rosie?"
"That's what I would like to tell you. She was not felling well and will not be attending training today," I said.
"OK, thank آپ for telling me," and he walked away. As soon as I got to my usually corner, some girl walks in. She had shoulder length platinium-blond hair and sky colored eyes. She wore a cut of dark green T-shirt, (so her stomack was showing) a black mini سکرٹ, گھیرنا with light green ripped leggins over dark green ones, a light green belt, and black boots. She looked like a walking plant.
"Hullo, I'm Maxine Ivory, from England. Are آپ a new trainee as well?" she asked.
"Yes, I am Rene Oshea. The other trainee, Rosie Adkins, is sick today."
"Oh, tell her I کہا hi and feel better. Bye," and she skipped her way over to the other teammates. This will be the longest سال EVER.
"What the heck happened?" she signed.
"Well, I shook آپ out of بستر and آپ tumbled to the ground," I signed back. I am so relived that I finnally have someone to talk to things about, plus, no one can understand یا 'hear' us. Rosie gave a little chuckle snort and I laughed hystaricly. Her stoned look at me told me I was in deep trouble. Shit. We started the walk down to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ because there is nothing better than eatting after آپ made your best friend fall off her bed.
"Good Morning Rosie, Rene. I would like to remind آپ that are سیکنڈ new trainee is coming later this week. her name is Maxine Annalise Ivory. She is a first degree black بیلٹ, پٹی in Karate and has persuasive magic. Enjoy the rest of your day," and he walked away. I really wish there was NOT going to be any new trainees'. I am good just sticking with Rosie, which سے طرف کی the way, looked quite puzzeled as if she were doing an intricate puzzle in her mind.
"Are آپ OK?" I asked Rosie. She nooded, grabbed a pop tart (the healthiest breakfast in the WORLD) and sat in the chair. I left her alone for awhile, آپ know, personal bubble space. I sprinted to my room after I ate and put on ACCTUAL clothes, not raggy pajamas. I was feeling, yellow and pink-ish. I put on my long sleeved رسبری, تُوت الارض colored leotard, my پسندیدہ yellow puch belt, and my yellow baggy boots. Rosie walked in the door as I put my hair into a french braid.
"I am sorry," she signed," I just don't feel comfortable with another person, but i'm better now." She sounded terrible, like a cat scrached the inside of her throat.
"Get some rest," I signed," آپ need it. I'll tell Kaldur آپ don't feel well, OK?" She slightly nodded yes and got into her bed. I slowly started to walk, so it didn't seam like I was in a hurry (even though I was) and as soon as I couldn't see یا hear anyone, I sprinted so fast it felt like I was flying. Training room was exactly where I needed to go. As I walked in, I ran in to Kaldur, Thank God.
"Hello Rene, where's Rosie?"
"That's what I would like to tell you. She was not felling well and will not be attending training today," I said.
"OK, thank آپ for telling me," and he walked away. As soon as I got to my usually corner, some girl walks in. She had shoulder length platinium-blond hair and sky colored eyes. She wore a cut of dark green T-shirt, (so her stomack was showing) a black mini سکرٹ, گھیرنا with light green ripped leggins over dark green ones, a light green belt, and black boots. She looked like a walking plant.
"Hullo, I'm Maxine Ivory, from England. Are آپ a new trainee as well?" she asked.
"Yes, I am Rene Oshea. The other trainee, Rosie Adkins, is sick today."
"Oh, tell her I کہا hi and feel better. Bye," and she skipped her way over to the other teammates. This will be the longest سال EVER.
'Flying at the speed of light caught her hand'
