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- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Modern fantasy, Romance, Sci-fi, Hurt/Comfort, Horror, Magical
oh. Let's say she's short. Like barely 5 feet tall. cuz she's cute that way.
Lilo got up early when the sunlight streamed through her blinds at around 6 am in Kauai. This. is. crazy. She hardly ever wakes before Stitch does, but maybe today is special. A sixteen year old hawaiian born teen jumped out of bed and changed into a red bathing suit under shorts and a loose Elvis T-shirt before she giggled down the steps while Stitch and the rest of her Ohana slept. She made her usual breakfast knowing Nani was already out of the house on her way to the beach by now. She's a pro surfer and would soon be going on a tour around Hawaii so she's been practicing all the time. Nani is everything Lilo knew she could never be. Smart, responsible, mature and amazing all at the same time. Best Sister EVER.
When Lilo finished her toast with pineapple jelly, she picked up her flowery backpack to walk to Punahou High school, but just as she reached the door by the calendar, she found that it was Thursday. Lilo gasped loudly and swiftly returned to the kitchen to make a peanut butter sandwich as fast as her pudgy hands would move. Leaving the open bread and the peanut butter on the counter with the knife still sticking out of it, she was running to the beach with a manhandled sandwich in her right hand and her back pack slung over her shoulder, bouncing against her back while she ran in her dirty sneakers.
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When she reached the sand, she pulled off her shoes, shirt and shorts, hopping all the way to the shoreline in a red, whole bathing suit before diving fearlessly into the sea. Her waist-length black hair slicked back as she swam gracefully beneath the waves holding a ziploc bag containing a sloppy peanut butter sandwich in her right hand. It's Sandwich Day. Every Thursday, she brings Pudge the fish a peanut butter sandwich because he controls the weather in her town. Of course nowadays, she knows that's probably not true, but when she was 7, she wanted to make sure it wouldn't rain bad enough to get anyone she loved into a car crash. Like her parents. Today, she did it because it's a tradition and Pudge probably wouldn't have survived this long without her TLC. And the sandwiches. He has peanut butter belly.
When she found the green spotted, orange fish among the other tropical fish and coral reef, Lilo pulled the sandwich out of its bag where it quickly went soggy in the salt water. She was used to the slight sting in her eyes by now. It doesn't really affect her. So Pudge, knowing the routine, took the sandwich right from her hand and swam away with a gleeful look in his greenish eyes.
Lilo smiled and swam back to shore near the surface, body surfing with the waves all the way back to shore. Not bothering to squeeze out her hair or her body, she dashed back to her clothes, put them on in a rush and stuffed her sandy feet in her shoes before rushing off to class. No matter what she does, she's Always late to first period. Chemistry. Ugh.
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A few seconds after the bell rang, Lilo yanked the door open and put her hands up. "I'm here! I'm he-!"
Mr. Feggle glared at her dripping form, especially because he had his hand on a student's shoulder in front of the class. Lilo blinked and it clicked. She had interrupted him while he was introducing a new student. She knew he was new because she had never seen him before. She blushed, ducked her head and dropped the ziploc bag in her hand into the trash can by the door. A few strands of her wet bangs stuck to her forehead.
He was cute.
"I suppose you're sorry for the millionth time, Ms. Pelekai? Go to your seat. Next time, I'll be calling your sister."
"But--!" She wanted to say it wasn't her fault and she hadn't arrived all that late, but he cut her off and returned to introducing the new kid. Lilo left a small trail of water and sand back to her seat in the back of the class. Mertle Edmons sat two seats to her left, surely texting her little posse, Yuki, Teresa and Elena. "Weirdlo." She whispered and pushed up her glasses. Lilo sighed and looked at the empty seat beside her. The only empty seat in class. No one would ever want to be her lab partner.
No more fights. Nani will ground me again if I punch Mertle's stupid mouth.
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