Mister Sarahbrough's school for the specially gifted

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 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 image. I was wearing a 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. Hmm.....he looks 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.

Ok, I am 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.



Well, that's chapter one! Tell me if you have any ideas for new charcters please!

 

lemme...wait *checks tags*

oh no *facepalm*

anyways.

you need to be more descriptive, i felt this was very undefined, and what is the girl's name?

ella, or Gabrielle?....if its not gabrielle, then i suggest that you spell check things before you post them.

and she bumped into a boy about her age?

how could she tell by only bumping into him?(if she bumped him, it was because she didnt see him)

after he talks to her, i think you should have placed her estimation of his age and a more descriptive sentence about the boy, and im not reffering to the clothing(clothing shouldn't really be that much of an emphasizing point, unless needed)

like when she changed.

anyways use italics when characters are thinking....and this needs spell check...it is also short, considering the descriptiveness it needs.

anyways, if i think of any characters, i will surely come to you.

 

:O

Oh...didn't think of that. When I said 'she bumbed into a boy about her age,' I ment that she didn't see him at first. Once she looked, he seemed about her age. BTW: She happens to be 16, and her name is Gabrielle. Her mom calls her Ella, but she likes being called Gaby.
Okay, I just edited the thinking tidbit....better? I'm gonna be more descriptive in the next chapter, so don't worry. I'll drop the unneeded clothes description in the next chapter. Now.....to work on the description of the faces.....

 

Mmmm... the title....

The title brings back memories from fourth grade.
My worst memory of all: My teacher.
Her name was Mrs. Scarborough, and HATED her!
But enough spammy post, the story sounds like it's coming along nicely, and soon you'll have alot of fans.
Can't wait to see how it ends!

 

youve made it better.

thats good.

now this seems much more promising.

some minor grammar errors like "stuffed" instead of "stuff" and well....its getting better.

i might just suggest some characters.

 

:D

Good. I've though up most of the main boy characters, but now I need some girls. Here's how to request a character:

Age: (must be old enough or smart enough to be in high school)
Male/Female:
Hair color:
Eye color:
Personality:
Race: (like shape shifter, vamp., werewolf, ect.....)
Name: (Please use odd names. Normal ones happen to be VERY boring.)

Chapter Two
+Four hours later+
“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?â€

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.

What. A. 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?â€

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

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.â€

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 Sarahbrough, but you can call me Gaby.â€

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, 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 isn’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.â€

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



Well, that was chapter 2. I HOPE YOU LIKED IT!! I know it was shorter than the last chapter, but they'll get longer as we continue on!! On a side note, Uncle Fayen Sarahbrough happens to be 26 years old. :D

 

XD

I ONLY WISH!!! I need some more characters for the next chapter to work, so now I guess I'm at a stand-still till my creative juices start flowing again. *sigh*
(Here's a new character's info!)
Name: Nicole Evii Cherrytree

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 kinda… :))

BTW: This character was requested by my good friend Friendly_Heartless, but if you want you too can have a character! (All you have to do is message me the info or post it on my thread. :D)

 

i'll be sending character info.

i want to see how you deal with un-sterotypical character's.

hehehe.

 

• The Mother's dialogue gives her a distinct British feel.
• I wanted more from the angered boy. If he is going to play a part further down the road, then we should at least see a bit more of him.
• Some sentences and dialogue quotes have an over emphasis to harpen the point. sometimes just "He said, or she said works just as well
• Story is better than the other one, and i have not read part two, i'm still catching up.
  

 

Thanks for the info, Shades!! I wanted to keep the angered boy a little mysterious for now, so untill later I won't really elaborate on how he acts. (That and I'm REALLY lazy)

 

:D

Yay verily. You're the either the 3rd or 2nd person to join. XD I'll add you in as soon as I possibly can, promise. BTW: I've been on vacation for the past week, so my updates will be posted soon. :)

BTW: WHAT'S THE NAME?!?!?!?!?!?!??!!?!?!?

 

Age:16
Male/Female:Female
Hair color:Blonde with blue streaks
Eye color:Black and grey
Personality:Sweet to others, but with a dark side.
She hates to see her friends getting picked on or hurt.
Race:Human/Salamander/Wolf
Name:Aryaa(I-ruh) Torch
Appearance:She tends to wear dark coloured shirts with short short shorts and an aqua necklace around her neck.
I hope this helps.

 

Good. :) Nice description, too. Want to be a werewolf? No prob.

A werewolf? GREAT! (Now I have a mate for Aryaa. XD )

 

i'ma be in it! right sissy?

PLZ?!!!

Name: Rikka Nyly Thyme
gender: female
age: 17
birthday: feb. 12
hair: midnight-black with navy-blue highlights
eyes: gray-blue with a hint of sky blue
skin: a bit of a ghostly pale color
personality: mostly silent, always looking out for the few friends she does have, sometimes explained as a jellyfish, has a venom tounge when insulted, fairly friendly; loves to sing, but doesnt like it when people bust her singing to herself, a bit shy.
race: human/a bit of song fairy

remember u said i get a vampire??? :D

 

Yes, yes I do. (Now I need a boy to sign up as one..)

 

yay, can i join as
Name: Kayne Whiteman
gender: male
age: 17
birthday: apr 1
hair: curly messy dark brown hair
eyes: grayish blue
skin: just normal
personality: Little bit attention seeking, and quite noisy but knows when to be silent, rebellious
race: human

 

Okay Ollie<3, I'll put you in there. (But you'll either have to be tremendously rich, or a supa-genius. Take your pick :))

 

here's the character i wanted you to work with....i'll give you the measurements...heh, heh...i want to see your next chapter.

Name: Eclerio Vespertine
gender: male
age: 16
birthday: (take your pick)
hair: brown hair,curly (plain enough)
eyes: brown
skin: white, rosey
personality: quiet, and timid, sarcastic but nice and will help if needed
race: soul calmer(lemme explain)

soul calmer's(totally made up) can control souls of dead, feel the souls of living, and are mostly accompanied by butterflies(wich are actually souls)

height:5"9'-5'11"
weight:220 pounds.

this last piece of info, i placed because i deem it important....important to description, i mean, and would help you a lot, and i was gonna give you a normal character, but i thought "screw that" and gave you a not so perfect looking character.

anyways there you go.

now lets see how you integrate so many characters in the story, you're getting a lot of them lately.

 

:/ How about instead of making him fat, I make him REALLLLLLLY tall? And I think I'm gonna cut his weight to about 160, okay?

 

whatever you say, i'm sorry i just wanted to present you with a challenge , most people don't dare write about people with defects, for me it's kinda hard.

but i do regret not doing so, it would make writing much more reader related

yup, just change him to be perfect, like the rest, change his measurements or whatever.

when is the next chapter coming up?