Lucia SophiaYou always jump when my hands are fullLucia Sophia by ~Tiger-striped-Calico
You're so rowdy when I need quiet
You always chase the cat and get me clawed
You bully our Shih Tzu
Who's older than you!
You make a mess of everything
Always shredding papers
And mulching tree branches
No one believes me
When I tell them you're a Hellhound
What am I going to do with you
You make life so difficult
I remember when you were small
You were so cute and followed me around
I could hold you in my arms
And sing "Bella Notte" to you
Now you're just a monstrosity
A thorn in my side
But you know
I wouldn't have you any other way
You lay across my lap so calmly
And act like you're actually watching T.V.
You're my big bad guard dog
That likes to climb onto me when I'm at the table
You'll do tricks for ice cubes
And go crazy for lazer lights
You're my dog
And no one else can say that
:FTTT: Calico's got a crush? Impossible! I looked over at Hannah as she swept a brush through her blonde hair. She was wearing Johnny's denim jacket again. I wanted to ask her so bad.:FTTT: Calico's got a crush? Impossible! by ~Tiger-striped-Calico
"Hey sis," I looked up from my English III book. "Is there someone you like?" It didn't look as if she was really prying, just curious..
"Yeah. I do." I finished up another sentence for my literature analysis homework."Hey Han-chan...."
I looked her in the eye. "Do you have a crush on Johnny?"
Her face turned bright red. "W-what are you saying?! T-tell me first! I asked first sis!"
I looked out the window, my shoulder shrugged up to the middle of my neck. "Well... Promise ya won't tell?" When she nodded, I took a deep breath. "I really like Two-bit..."
She gasped. "Mickey?!"
:FTTT: Attack of the tigers :1:My POV:FTTT: Attack of the tigers :1: by ~Tiger-striped-Calico
I looked myself over in the mirror, smoothing down the skirt of my dress. I frowned. I really hate the way I look... I hate my freckles, I hate my frame, but I hate my height most of all.
I sighed and sat down on my bed, pulling on my nylon stockings and I slipped on my black flats. I dusted some dirt off of a pyramid stud. My stomach growled.
"Ugh... shut up stomach..."I looked in the mirror again, looking at my straightened hair. It was pin straight., not a single curl or wave. I smiled and mouthed, "Perfect".
I heard the door open downstairs. "Calico?"
"Coming Pony!" I swept my brush and straightener through my hair one last time, turned off the straightener and bounded down the stairs. "Hey guys!"