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A/N: OK PEOPLE! NICOLEY AND MISS LEIA ARE BACK! Woohoo! Alright I got to go through this whole drill just in case people don't know who we are!

I am Nicoley and I post my best friend's stories here on We call her Miss Leia! So I do not write the stories people! I am only here for entertainment purposes only! Hehe! But I make sure she gets to see her reviews!

Now that that's over! This story was inspired by the movie The Matrix.


"Do not try and bend the spoon, that's impossible. Instead only try and realize the truth."
"What truth?"
"There is no spoon."
"There is no spoon?"
"Then you will see that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself."
The Matrix

(Nicoley) "Hey I don't get that!"
(Miss Leia) "That's because you don't get anything!

(Nicoley) "I know! You can totally bend one of those cheap metal spoons!


(Nicoley) "YAY! I have found a new job!"

(Miss Leia) "Oh boy! Now let's just get to the story!"

(Nicoley) "Fine!"


Boys. It's that dreaded 4-letter word every 13-year-old girl hates to hear. Boys...they are what keeps us together and what draws us apart. Because of boys, friendships are lost, hearts are broken, and egos are shut down. They play tricks on you, on your mind. They lead you on, the play you like a freaking tuba! They flirt with you, the sneak glances at you, the talk to you in the halls. Sooner or later you're going to like them, and then out of the blue they ask someone else out. Just when you were sure that they liked you, they decide they like some slutty, blonde whore better than you. The worst part is, you have to go on being friends. As much as you hate them for dating her, you can't help but love them. That nagging in the pit of your stomach that you get when you're away from them. Why do we have to fall for them? Why do they play and play with
our minds until there's nothing left of them? And when they're finally done, you feel like there's almost no more reason to live. I know exactly what you're going through, because I go through it every freaking minute of every freaking day. Who am I? My name is Cindy Vortex, and this is my story.


(Miss Leia) "I think you mean Chapter 1"

(Nicoley) "But bat mobile is more fun!"

(Miss Leia) "Let's just let the people read already!"

(Nicoley) "Ok…"

Chapter 1: My Heart Is Like The Stormy Sky

Black. The color of the stormy sky really matched the color of my broken heart. I stood at the door in my garage, staring out the window into the darkening sky. The wind whipped the trees outside, blowing through my creaky garage door and cascading over my bare arms. I shuddered and hugged my arms to my chest, but I didn't move. I couldn't bring myself to go back in there. The distant sounds of muffled screams filled the house behind me. Didn't they even notice I was gone? The sound of a shrill scream from my mother and the shatter of glass told me they had forgotten about me. I reached out and touched the cold metal of the doorknob. I wanted to run away, I wanted to be gone from all of this. My hand lingered on the cold metal for a couple minutes as I debated staying and going. I took a deep breath and turned the knob, stepping out into the cold air. The shock of the icy air took me by surprise. I gasped, wrapped my arms around my chest, and shuddered. I bounced up and down on my feet a couple times and looked around. The trees were bent over almost in half. The very tops of the trees were bent over so far that they brushed the tips of the grass. The wind blew so hard, they kept them in that position, totally still, as if they grew that way. Everything around me seemed so surreal. I couldn't believe what was happening. I glanced over at the road. That road would lead me straight to the highway and straight out of this hateful town. I turned towards it and started running. Lightning split the sky and thunder echoed through the small town. I ran down the streets, small stones and pieces of concrete stuck to the bottoms of my feet. It didn't bother me much; I could feel my feet starting to go numb from the cold anyway. I ran further down the road and into the park. Icy wind whipped into my face, making my hair fly behind my head. I pushed myself against the wind and kept running, determined to get myself out of this town. I gulped down the icy air in big breaths, watching small clouds rise above my head with every exhale. I found my feet leading me off the path and into the cold, wet grass. Mud seeped through my toes and caked my feet. I cringed at the slimy feeling of the mud, but kept running. Just a little bit further...
Little did I notice the small patch of extremely slippery mud right in front of me. I landed on it with my right foot and immediately slipped backwards. I collapsed in a heap on the ground. I sat back on my hands and gasped for breath. My throat hurt as the icy air traveled down it and turned it dry. My chest hurt from lack of air, and the blood rushed to my pounding head. I felt my heart slam against my rib cage so hard that it hurt. I swallowed hard, attempting to keep my throat from drying out too much. I combed my fingers through my hair that was matted to my face, curling it behind my ears. I felt the urge to puke within the pit of my stomach. I slowly crawled up to a tree and sat against it, taking more deep breaths. I wiped the sweat off my hands onto my pants and leaned back against the tree, closing my eyes. I felt my head go dizzy and my world slowly go black.

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