Novelas de Christiana Cherry

Blogpost #2By @AdventuresbyNovaStatus: PUBLISHEDHey there!I know I said that I'd update you on whatever I get but, frankly, some things aren't that easy to pen down.There's the matter of discerning which informations are necessary for you. The last thing I'd want is to suggest something, you try it and it ends up backfiring or not working at all.But I have another one *said in DJ Khaled voice*Tip 2: Find your place.As obvious as it sounds, you have to be sure of the position you're in. If you're not out there yet, accept it! Also accept the fact that that needs to change.This should be the first tip but populars rank beauty first which goes to show just how vain they all can be.Acknowledging that there's something that needs chang

A pang of guilt resonated through my heart as I walked with Darcy and Mindy to the girls' locker room. I'd never ever abandoned my friends before and guilt was eating me alive, forcing me to re-see that disappointed face Indy had on.“Hey, don't feel too bad,” consoled Darcy with a pat on my back. “Think about it this way, it's not like she had a chance in the first place. Guess who's running against her?”I looked at her, racking my brain for the future senators in our class.“Josh?”She shook her dark ponytail.“Megan?”“Nope. I'll tell you. Angelica!”I gasped.No frigging way! Poor Indy. She truly did not stand a chance.Angelica Adams was tiny, but don't let that small, petite body and Cat-Valentine-like, childish voice fool you, she was ruthless whe

Saturday turned out to be the best day of my life.When I had to go home for fear of my mom killing me if I stayed past my curfew, Kenneth walked me. After bidding me goodbye he planted a kiss on my forehead. I swear I could still feel his warm lips on my forehead and smell his enticing cologne every time I breathed.When I eventually entered my house after standing rooted to the spot for twenty minutes wondering if I was in some kind of trance, I was greeted with another great surprise — which I was a bit wary of since that time my mom told me she had a surprise and bundled me in her car to the dentist. I'm not kidding, she went the whole nine yards and an extra two miles for good measure, tied me up with some rope, blindfolded and gagged me. I'm sure it's pretty clear to you why I fear her.Anyway, back to the surprise — my dad was back!I was greeted by his shaggy brown hair and his sparklin

“Hi Taylor! Glad you could make it,” his eyes twinkled with delight.“Yeah, me too,” I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and instantly regretted the bun I tied my hair in. Now what am I supposed to hide behind? Stupid me.“You look amazing.”“Thanks.”If he kept this up my cheeks were going to fill up with all the blood my body was supposed to get.“Wanna get out of here? It's way too loud.” He bent his head and whispered the words in my ear. His warm breath fanned the side of my face sending sparks of excitement through my spine.My skin prickled with joy as I nodded, not trusting my voice.He opened the glass door leading to the pool and we both stepped out.Several seniors were trashing about in it as we crossed.“Interesting party you

Blogpost #2By @AdventuresbyNovaStatus: PUBLISHEDHello earthlings!So guess what?That's right! Operation Popular is underway!I'm so excited because this is the first time I'm actually leaving my home and not for vacation.The purpose of this is to let all the 'excluded' population of LittleWood High at least get a glimpse of what it takes to be popular.Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a part of the student body at LittleWood, the only reason I'm using this particular high school is because my research shows that it is the most representative of the variables I wish to study.How am I going to get info if I don't go there? Well that's for me to know and for you to relax and read my findings.Tip 1 of the popular game is

Saturday was the day of chores in the Crewman household.Everyone — except Malcolm because apparently that kid is allergic to a clean environment — was assigned a part of the house to keep squeaky clean.Adrianna cleaned the kitchen and I took everywhere else. Not fair in my opinion, but what could I do about it? My protesting earned me more work, so the best alternative was to shut up and clean up.I woke up this morning alone in the basement and with a pounding headache and a sore body from sleeping there yesterday and was immediately handed a broom by my mother. No good morning, just a broom.To be fair, she was probably still mad at me for taking that apple pie Henry and I ate which I later found out was supposed to be dessert for the whole family. Oops.So, tying a bandana around her head to stop the sweat and hair getting in her eyes, the dauntless heroine — me &mda