Mister Sarahbrough's school for the specially gifted

Um... 'bout Aryaa, not a werewolf, just a wolf.
And can she also be a Phoenix?
I just love phoenixes, so pleaseies?

 

i don't think this is all fantasy and stuff.it's a school, and a girl...and a mean angry boy.

Hopefulwishes, if its not too late, is it ok if i can be rich instead. :sleepy: sorry...

 

It's okay. (I'll just make you kinda humble.)

Awwww, PLEASE? I would LIKE a were-friend. :(

 

Okay, it's your story.
I don't mind.
On one condition.

 

What?

(BTW: This is a little preview of chapter 3, 'cause I'm currently fitting in some of the characters.)

Chapter Three



I woke up with Furrow shaking my shoulder. “Gaby! We’re here! GABY~!â€



“What?†I slurred. I obviously must have still looked sleepy though, because Furrow decided to jerk me around until I was WIDE awake.



“Okay, OKAY! I’m up!†I whined. I then looked around: I was already at the school.



Furrow had begun to drag me around then, despite all my protesting. “Furrow! I don wanna!â€



“Well, even if you ‘don wanna’, you’re going to have to.†He laughed.



I sighed, and then started to make my way toward the school’s main building.



+5 minutes later+



As I entered, an obnoxious laugh could be heard.



“Hahahahaha!!! That’s SO funny Karter! Ahahahaha!â€



I wandered toward the noise, and came to find a tall strawberry-blonde. (She was standing next to Karter.)

Hmmm…..she must be one of those popular-wannabe’s I’ve heard so much about but never really seen.



I noticed that she and her posse were surrounded by many of the other students.

A league of followers?





Furrow then proceeded to walk behind me, grab my hand, and started to drag me toward the back of the crowd.



“Shh. Don’t let her spot you.†He whispered quietly.



“Don’t let who spot me?!†I whispered back furiously.



“HER!!!†He whispered/yelled. “MEI!!!! She evaluates every new kid and disses them!!â€



“Oh…..why would she do that?†I asked dumbly.



“I don’t know……just…don’t let her see you, okay?†He pleaded.



Man, I don’t know why it matters so much..



“O…kay?†I answered, unsure.



Just then, my Uncle appeared in front of the crowd of students.

“Hello children!†He exclaimed. Then he proceeded to start some boring speech I presumed was about returning students.



Next to me, I heard one girl whisper to her nearby companion. “Oh. Isn’t Professor Fayen cute? AND he’s so young! (Insert fan-girl squeal here)â€



Ugh….I am SO not used to people talking about Uncle Fayen that way. I mean, I know he’s good looking and all but….PLEASE. It’s just unnatural for some one to like him that way. Well, at least…it’s unnatural for me.

 

Oh.
Well, um, the condition was that you post the update soon, but you already did.
lol.
So Aryaa is a werewolf.
But dont forget how to pronounce it.
I-ruh.
Back to the update~
Very nice and very funny.
Are Gabby and Furrow going to be bf/gf in the end?
Whoo!
Can't wait to see!

 

Wow, yeah, it's interesting, but it's too spaced out.

I can't wait to see the full one either.

 

I demand to know why there is this much spam in this story.

Hopefulwish, i'm going to give you two comments.

1. be careful about adding so many OC characters, know where to cut the limit because if you add too many, then your story will fail to be yours anymore and the story might suffer because of this.

2. why is your 'preview' triple space?

 

The stuff I got to write so far.... (sorry, I spent most of my time on the bios...)

*decides to post the next part early* OOC: SORRY I DIDN"T GET TO TYPE THAT MUCH!!!! X( My computer was down and my relitives we at my house.....


Here's what I have so far!: (From the entire story and some bios I was working on...... :D



(BIOS)
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Name: Gabrielle Ella Sarahbrough



Male/Female: Female



Age: 16 ½



Personality: Kind, some what sarcastic, can be naïve at times, unknown to her mother; she is a tomboy about half of the time.



Appearance: Coal Black hair, and azure blue eyes. She has a slender form, and normally wears jeans or kakis.



Bio: With her mom an accomplished super-model that travels a lot, her mother decided to send her to her Uncle’s Boarding school. Her father died when she was five, so she spent all of the time with her model-mommy, causing her to have been a teen model in the past years. (She was nicknamed ‘Miss October’, for all the autumn shoots she’s done.) She doesn’t like idle-chatter, so if you just speak total nonsense she’ll tell you to shut up. She likes to make people happy, but that may just be because her mom used to be depressed a lot, and at that time her whole goal in life was to make her mom smile again.

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Race/Abilities: Unknown to her, she is an elf-princess (More specifically an elf-princess with control of the elements.)



Name: Nicole Evii Cherrytree (requested by Friendly_Heartless)



Male/Female: Female



Age: 16



Personality: Outgoing, kind to others, can be aggressive when her friends are getting bullied



Appearance: Light brown hair, green forest eyes, slender form. Usually wears a green shirt with blue jeans.

Bio: Nicole loves to hang out with her friends, and then sometimes she likes being alone. She writes stories and poems in her notebook she carries to write her feelings down. Both of her parents sent her to the special school after a couple of incidents with her special powers...

Race/abilities: transforms into a green Chinese lung dragon. (She’s a shape-shift in that way kind of…)





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Name: Gami Hebo



Male/Female: Male



Age: 17



Personality: Teasing, but sweet down to the last drop. He looks out for others like a big brother. The strong-but-silent type.



Appearance: black hair, blue eyes, and is normally found wearing ‘emo’ clothes. (He’s far from being emo, actually.)



Bio: Gami has a crush on Adell, but he’d NEVER tell. The only person who knows is Adell’s brother, Abrye. He normally hangs around with Furrow, playing Rock Band or Guitar Hero. His older sister sent him to the school because of his growing appetite and because of him isolating himself inside his room playing video games.



Race/Abilities: Vampire, but he prefers to eat animals instead of humans. (A type of vegetarian, per say.J)





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Name: Abrye Losryik



Male/Female: Male



Age: 15 ½



Personality: His personality is quiet, responsible, but sweet.



Appearance: He has Honey colored hair, and green eyes.



Bio: He has a crush on Gabrielle, but he keeps the secret so quiet no one can tell. What DOESN’T know is that he also has a crush on Nicole.







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Name: Adell Losryik



Male/Female: Female



Age: 16 ¾



Personality: Random, but serious at times. She’s a vegetarian, tried and true. (But maybe that’s just because she’s a forest fairy..?)



Appearance: A bright blond, with shining blue eyes. She is normally found wearing anything and everything that has a shade of green in it.



Bio: She’s a talker, but normally she just does that to lighten the mood. She makes lasting friends REALLY fast. Underneath all her smiles, she’s lived a sad, sad, life. (Her parents are dead, and her only family is her brother.) She can normally be found chatting it up with either Nicole or Gabrielle. She likes to design clothes, and she sells them as designer. (She has her own brand; called Ring-a-bell-Adell.)



Race/Abilities: Forest Fairy, a very common fairy among the mythical.





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Name: Furrow Trisync



Male/Female: Male



Age: 17



Personality: Happy, funny, and a good friend. He’s just one of those friends that EVERYONE needs. (He’s loyal, too.)



Appearance: He has VERY odd eyes; one is green, one blue. He also has brown hair, loosely spiked towards one side of his head. He prefers to wear logoed ts.



Bio: Well, he’s lived within his ‘pack’ his whole life, and he got sent to the boarding school on a scholar-ship. (He’s the second in his pack to do that, EVER.) He has an older brother named Tabolae (pronounced Tab-O-lay), and a younger sister named Blanca (she’s almost old enough to get in, so probably by next year she’ll be with her brothers.) Obviously, his mom has a fetish for odd names. Furrow has a MAJOR crush on Gabrielle, but he wouldn’t tell.



Race/Abilities: A shape-shifter that transforms into an over-sized wolf.

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(The story..)





Chapter One

I hate Mondays. Particularly, this Monday. Would you like to know why? I’m transferring. Transferring out of MY high school into my grandfather’s Boarding School. What a bother. Why move when I like where I am already? Ah well, no use in backing out now.



I was thinking over this whole ‘transfer’ thing when my mom knocked on my door. “Gabrielle, it’s time to go. Are you packed yet, dear?” spoke my elegant and British mother.



“Yes mom. Is Uncle Fayen going to meet me at the airport?” I asked her, hoping inside that she would just call off the whole thing. Why, I remember when she gave me the news like it was yesterday.



It had been a particularly foggy day, never a good day in my book. I was reading the book ‘Twilight’ by Stephanie Meyer, when my phone rang. I checked the caller I.D, and it was my mom calling from her work.



“Ella dear? Hi. It’s Mommy. Uncle Fayen called; he wants you to go to his boarding school next semester.” I almost dropped the phone. Then, my mother continued. “I have scheduled your flight for two weeks from now. Is that okay?” Then she paused, making sure I got the message. “Kisses. See you later, darling.” With that, my mom hung up on the other end of the phone. I KNEW this day was going to be bad.



My flashback session was interrupted abruptly when my mom waved a hand in front of my face.



“Ella, earth to Ella~ It’s time to go~” My mom sang.



I snapped out of my trance instantly. “O-oh. Sorry mom. Okay, let’s go.” I stammered, trying to regain my cool posture.



With that, my mom grabbed my bags and shooed me out the front door of our house.



When we arrived at the airport, I looked at my watch. We were two hours early.

“Uh mom? Why are we two hours early?” I asked my mom with a questioning glance.



“Because my little Ella, we have to go through baggage and such.” My questioning look didn’t fade, so she continued. “Why don’t you just freshen up in the bathroom while we wait for our turn to have our stuffed scanned?” My mother stated, pointing to a nearby bathroom.



With that, I walked over to the restroom to change and redo my hair.

When I arrived inside, I looked into a mirror at myself. As I brushed through my dark-black hair, I glanced at my white long-sleeved shirt, accompanied by a black beret and spaghetti-strapped dress.

“Ah, not bad.” I stated to the image in front of me, calculating.

After a few minutes of looking at myself, I decided I could do better. So I went into a nearby stall and changed. I was wearing the same long-sleeved shirt, but with a small kaki jacket over it. I was wearing jeans too, with a red plaid mini-skirt on top.

Once I looked at the mirror again, I was pleased with what I saw. “Nice.” Well, I was done changing, so I calmly walked out of the bathroom in my new getup.



When I walked outside into the crowded airport terminal, I started looking around for my mom. “Mom? Mom~?” My efforts were fruitless.



Suddenly, I bumped into a boy. After I gave him an once-over, I noticed he looked about my age.



“Watch it!” The boy spoke. He had blond hair, dazzling blue eyes, and a cute aura about him. The only bad part about him was the mean look on his face.



“What are you looking at?!” He yelled at me rudely.



Okay, I am so NOT in the mood for this. So instead of answering his question, I looked over his shoulder to see my mom sitting on a chair.



“Hello? Answer me!! What were you looking at?!” Whoa. Obviously, he had MAJOR attention issues.



“Excuse me.” I said abruptly, weaving my way around him instead of actually confronting him.



I ran to my mom. “Mom I’m back!” Suddenly, I noticed a weird look on her face.



“A boy? Come on dear, we’re going all the way to England!! This is no time for little crushes!”



I started to feel heat rise to my face. “M-mom! I don’t think of boys that way yet! Stop kidding! I have a lot more restraint than you, you know!”



My mom had this crazy cat-like grin on her face. “Oh Ella, if I were as young as you I would go after every chance I had!!”



She wasn’t going to let this go. Thankfully, our flight was called just that moment.



“Flight 46B is now loading! All passengers to flight 46B may now board!”



With a large sigh, I climbed onto the plane that was to take me to my destination.





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Chapter Two

“I’ve been on this blasted plane for about four hours and counting!” I whisper/yelled to my mom.



"Ella, it’s not that bad. You should-" she started, but I interrupted her.



“Mom, that’s just because you think all the male flight attendants here are cute.” I stated.



“Hey, it’s not my fault they seem to only hire the hot guys.” My mom told me admittedly.



My mom. We were more like best friends than mother and daughter. What a sight WE were. I was more mature than my mom in MOST ways possible. That is, unless it came to relationships.



Mom was WAY more mature when it came to relationships. Yeah, that may be because she’s older than me, but she was even this way when she was MY age. (16) Trust me, Gramps told me so.



Suddenly, I noticed a boy stand up and walk toward the airplane’s restroom. Wait……he looks….familiar. Oh crap. That was the boy from earlier.



Obviously my mom noticed where my view was directed, because she got that SAME cat-grin on her face. “Aww Ella, isn’t it nice that your little friend is on the airplane with us?”



I felt my face get hot again. “MOM! Don’t say that!” I whisper/yelled once again. I mean, that guy is cute, but you shouldn’t talk of boys as if they were pieces of meat.



Thankfully, the airplane’s intercom started blaring, and the head flight attendant was heard. “Attention flyers of airgreen© flights! (My version of jet blue, please don’t sue me.) We have arrived early. We should land within the flight zone in 10 minutes. Please put your seat belts on. Thank you.” She put the microphone down with a smile.



How fake.



As I watched her walk back down the isle, I saw her smile or wave briefly to every boy she passed.



Flirt.



Even my mom wouldn’t go THAT far. My mom only preys on one at a time. That woman appeared to go all-out.



I saw the boy walk out of the bathroom then. As he walked past me, I was thankful my mother was blocking his gaze.



+Three hours later+

I was sitting in a bus, one that seemed to be holding some other students who were ALSO to go to my Uncles’ school. Subconsciously, I started to listen in to some of their conversations.



“Dude, look at that little number with the kaki jacket. She’s hot!” Spoke the red-head who sat behind me, speaking to his comrade. Since that conversation happened to be solely on me and how attractive I was, I ‘conveniently’ lost interest.



But unfortunately, I got bored again. So I decided to listen into the conversation in front me instead of behind.



I was happy to realize that THEY weren’t talking about my looks. Instead, they were happily chatting it up about some wizard game.



Heh, dorks…..



My thoughts were interrupted by someone tapping my shoulder.



“Excuse me, but are you new here?”



I turned my head to get a look at the brave person who greeted me. “Yeah.”



It was a boy. He had VERY odd eyes; one was green, one was blue. He also had brown hair, loosely spiked towards one side of his head. “Hi.” He breathed. “My name’s Furrow. Furrow Trisync.”



Cool name.



He was looking at me in silence, so I guessed he wanted to know my name too. “Oh. My name’s Gabrielle. My full name’s Gabrielle Ella Sarahbrough, but you can call me Gaby.”



You know in those old-fashioned cartoons, when someone’s jaw drops to the floor in surprise? Well, if that was truly possible, that would have happened to Furrow.



“Isn’t Mister Fayen a little--?” He started.



I cut him off. “He’s my Uncle.” I smiled briefly, and then continued. “He’s my father’s youngest brother. Um….you can pick your mouth up off the floor now.” I stated while giggling quietly to myself.



“Oh. Hey, want to; you know….want to be friends?” He asked, hope in his eyes. He looked like a lovesick puppy. He probably was.



“Sure.” I guess transferring wasn’t so bad after all, because I got to meet Furrow. My thoughts immediately came crashing down though, because GUESS WHO I SAW IN THE BACK ROW OF THE BUS?



“Crap.” I whispered quietly.



Furrow must have some REALLY good ears, because he heard me. “Who? Karter? Yeah. I see what you mean.”



Hmm….so his name is Karter…….I’ve gotta remember that for next time. Maybe I can ask around for some dirt on him…..



I fell asleep on Furrow’s shoulder, becoming tired from all the plotting I was doing.





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Chapter Three



I woke up with Furrow shaking my shoulder. “Gaby! We’re here! GABY~!”



“What?” I slurred. I obviously must have still looked sleepy though, because Furrow decided to jerk me around until I was WIDE awake.



“Okay, OKAY! I’m up!” I whined. I then looked around: I was already at the school.



Furrow had begun to drag me around then, despite all my protesting. “Furrow! I don wanna!”



“Well, even if you ‘don wanna’, you’re going to have to.” He laughed.



I sighed, and then started to make my way toward the school’s main building.



+5 minutes later+



As I entered, an obnoxious laugh could be heard.



“Hahahahaha!!! That’s SO funny Karter! Ahahahaha!”



I wandered toward the noise, and came to find a tall strawberry-blonde. (She was standing next to Karter.)

Hmmm…..she must be one of those popular-wannabe’s I’ve heard so much about but never really seen.



I noticed that she and her posse were surrounded by many of the other students.

A league of followers?





Furrow then proceeded to walk behind me, grab my hand, and started to drag me toward the back of the crowd.



“Shh. Don’t let her spot you.” He whispered quietly.



“Don’t let who spot me?!” I whispered back furiously.



“HER!!!” He whispered/yelled. “MEI!!!! She evaluates every new kid and disses them!!”



“Oh…..why would she do that?” I asked dumbly.



“I don’t know……just…don’t let her see you, okay?” He pleaded.



Man, I don’t know why it matters so much...



“O…kay?” I answered, unsure.



Just then, my Uncle appeared in front of the crowd of students.

“Hello children!” He exclaimed. Then he proceeded to start some boring speech I presumed was about returning students.



Next to me, I heard one girl whisper to her nearby companion. “Oh. Isn’t Professor Fayen cute? AND he’s so young! (Insert fan-girl squeal here)”



Ugh….I am SO not used to people talking about Uncle Fayen that way. I mean, I know he’s good looking and all but….PLEASE. It’s just unnatural for some one to like him that way. Well, at least…it’s unnatural for me.



+ Two hours later+

After the boring speech made by my Uncle, we were sent to our dorms. I had a three-room dorm, and I shared it with two other girls.

One of the girls introduced herself. “Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~! I’m Adell! Nice to meet you!”

Then she hugged me. SHE HUGGED ME. A complete stranger, of whom I do not know what-so-ever, HUGGED ME. I don’t even let MOM hug me! Well……not often, at least.

Then, to save me from my fate of death by hugs, the other girl spoke. “Aww Adell, loosen up on the hug. We want to welcome her, not kill her.”

 

Very impressive!
*clap clap clap*
*looks around*
Oh, I though Aryaa would be in it.
Whatever.
But still, good work.
I loved it.

 

You don't need to add my OC(don't , just don't)

but, I will advice you on something.

This thread is full of spam, I suggest against it, mainly because your story keeps bumping up and downing stories that are actuallly much more advanced than yours(as in more chapters)

so try to keep spam to a minimum if you intend to continue this story.