Sample Fanfiction!!

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This Is the Worst I've Ever Had (Lizzie McGuire):

His dark, penetrating eyes were the most distinctive feature on his face. They were penetrating, but not cold. In fact they offered warmth and safety to the frightened girl. His curlyish hair was slightly matted to his head. Her tongue came slightly over her lips, wetting them, before she realized what she was doing. She slowly pulled her tongue back in, catching her bottom lip with it. She tasted something foreign, and realized it was blood. She fingered it, completely forgetting all other things, until she felt a wet rag smack her face. She held it on the blood for a few minutes and surveyed her surroundings. It was a simple concrete prison, but everything seemed to brighten with the gorgeous jail guard. The group of people left, evidently trudging on to another part of the dismal building. The guard sat on a crude chair and rested his gun across his middle. He allowed his curly, dirty hair to rest against the wall. Elizabeth tried to sit down on the jail-room floor, but found her handcuffs wouldn't allow her to. She tried again, and again. Out of pure annoyance, the guard came to her and unlocked the handcuffs, allowing her to slide her back down the wall.

To Fall In and Out of Love: Morgan's Story (Boy Meets World):

The royal purple satin top hugged me in the perfect places. One shoulder had a two inch strap, with a see through purple material cascading gently down, covering my arm in sheerness. The other shoulder remained bare. The top had a slight taper on the side seams, accented with pale green jade, shaped into perfect beads. The full, satin skirt, in the same purple satin, fell strikingly around my ankles and petite feet, which were perched high on heels, encrusted with shimmering jade. My white-blonde hair was pulled back into an intricate design, somewhat resembling a lily. It was held in place by the jeweled barrettes that he had given me for my graduation. My makeup had been done professionally, along with my hair. Although I was not in the wedding party, I was to sit at the head table with the rest of my family. I was also to be in the wedding pictures, so I had to look faultless. But not for the pictures. For him. I waited in the preparation room with the bridesmaids and bride. The bridesmaids wore the same pale green jade as my beads, and carried white roses. And then, there was Angela. Her impeccable skin was illuminated by a snow-white, sleeveless dress. The bodice was decorated with gorgeous, slightly cream colored beading, which ended at her waist. A few inches of her curly, ebony hair had been pressed flat, so her veil would stay put. Her veil was a six inch headband, decorated with the same beads as on the dress. The classic white chiffon fell over her glittery hair and ended just above her hips.

Meet Her in Heavan, Jess (Gilmore Girls):

Rory had been in the passenger's seat of Dean's car. They were talking, and on their way to a Chilton reunion. The happily married couple were both laughing as she imitated person after person, telling Dean what, or who, to expect at the event. As they were carefully crossing the ice-covered stoplight, another, uncontrolled car came careening down, toward the passenger's side. It smashed into Dean's SUV, crunching the metal and shattering the glass. He was thrown to the left, and as a result, swerved to the right. The SUV rolled over the top of the smaller sedan, and the rest of the glass from the windows and windshield shattered over the two. People watched, helplessly, and listened to the screams of agony from Dean, Rory, and the other driver.

He's Back (Zenon):

"I really don't see the severity of this charge, especially when our rock star is so protective of Zenon Kar. Protozoa told us about your fancies for her." This produced a sour look on Greg's face. "Cool your boosters, and keep your hands to yourself." The CEO arched his eyebrows and with a snap, his hover chair scooted to him, and he boarded, leaving Greg standing there. He twirled around, somehow knowing Zenon was lingering a few feet behind him. His hand almost floated up to his forehead, at which point, it formed into a gun shape, with his middle and first fingers pointing out and his thumb vertically up. He straightened his arm in front of him, and as Protozoa rounded the corner, made a popping noise and jerked the "gun" upward, as if to shoot it at Protozoa. He then turned and headed down the hall. Protozoa took Zenon's hand and gripped it, almost to the point of breaking her delicate finger.

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