Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

I was inspired today when I went for a walk down the rode. The sun was setting across the long pasture and their were horses outlined by the sun and it was simply Beautiful! It inspired me to write a story! The first part will be up soon! Here are the two main characters!

Jessica Kole- Brown hair and gray eyes. Her hair is perfectly straight and it flows to the middle of her back. She is think and curvy. She is 5'5 and is very thoughtful.

Joshua Hardmen- Dirty blond hair with piercing blue eyes. He has an atheletic build and very full of himself.

Josh is the most popular guy in school. Jessica doesn't socialize with anyone except her friend Jamie. All the girls swoon at the sight of Josh, Jessica doesn't. The two don't socialize they only have every class together! What'll happen?

This story is going to be told from both of their points of view. Part one will start with Jessica and then go to Josh and then back to Jessica and so on.

Part 1

Jessica

The cold morning air rushed through my hair. I could see the sun rising in the distance as I walked down the road. I could tell it was going to be a beautiful day. I watched as the city came into view. I walked to the bus stop every morning. I lived out in the country, about two miles out. No one understood why I walked two miles every morning and two miles every evening. They don't understand what the outside world does for me. It inspires me. It brings me joy that I didnt really know exsisted. I've grown up in a broken home and I have to say I'm closer to my horses than I am with my family.I'm basically an only child,my older brother is in the army, so I don't get to see him as often as I would like, so I get to sit at home and listen to my parents argue all day long. It breaks my heart over and over again. But I've learned to deal with it.

I sat on the bus stop bench and waited for the bus to come. I knew what was about to happen. I would get on sit in my normal seat number five, and be bombarded by guys wanting my number. Its my normal routine that I have gotten used to for some time now. It makes me angry that these guys can't get a life. I do wish I could meet someone special, someone who could hold my heart, but I'm not interested in any of the guys that are in my school. They are all too full of themselves.

The bus pulled up and the loud noise of loud teenagers filled the air. I climbed in and sat down. I heard some guys whistle. I hated it when they did that. I don't consider myself ugly, but I think its rude when guys do that. Matt Hampton sat beside me. "Hey Jess, hows it goin? Will you talk to me?"

I rolled my eyes. "Get a life." I muttered.

Matt gave a puppy dog face, "You could be apart of the life I get, you're extremely hott."

I looked at him. "Matt, I don't want to be a part of your life and I never will be. So quit dreaming."

That got his attention. He got up and walked to the back of the bus, his friends laughing at him for the fool I made of him.

Eddie came and sat by me. He was your average nerd but he was really sweet. He had the red curly hair and the thick rimmed glasses and it looked like he swallowed a dollar and broke out in pennies. Yeah, he had a lot of freckles. He was also captain of the Chess Club, Math Club, Trigonometry Club, and the Band Club. Yep, your average nerd.

"Hey Eddie." I said smiling.

"Hi Jessie. Can I sit with you?" I nodded.

The bus stopped at a huge house. And out walked Joshua Hardmen. His perfectly tanned skin with his pericing blue eyes. I heard all the girls sigh with pleasure. As he got on the bus he was greeted by everyone. Except for me. I avoided eye contact and just stared out the window. "Hey Jessica." I heard him say, but of course I ignored him.

The bus arrived at school and we all piled out. I went straight to my art class. Josh followed me the whole way there. But of course, he wouldn't speak to me. He said Hi every morning, but that was it. It was like he was taunting me all afternoon. We had every single class together. Which was extremely awkward. He's assigned seat was always next to me. Unless we were in art. Which is where we were right now. I walked over to the window and began to paint what I had been painting for the past two weeks. It was almost finished and I was proud of it. I looked over at Josh's he was a great artist. I sighed.

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