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9- Drafty Days**7's POV** Most drafty days held a certain bittersweet feeling to them. The raindrops brought back old memories, some good, some bad. But the rain brought life. Life to the ground, life to the newly growing trees, and life to my soul. At the same time, the ground was
-Rivalry- I couldn't believe it. After everything. Two whole years of my dedication for him to just dump me like I didn't matter. I loathed that Gwen. It was her fault I felt like this. It was her fault she liked my boyfriend in the first place and it was her fault she made him love her back. Everything was Gwen's fault. I thought about it, what had I done wrong to her? Did she want payback? Was she mad that her last relationship went downhill? I did accuse her last year of stealing Duncan away from me... was she mad about that? No, no she wouldn't be. In fact, she's probably coming to tell me right now that I was right about her and Duncan being in a secret realtionship. Did Duncan lose interest in me? Was I all of a sudden not good enough? What did Gwen have that I didn't? I walked back to the Second Class cabin. Cody, Heather, and Sierra were all sleeping in seemingly uncomfortab
-Making History-So I saved a boyStop making a big dealI hate this new fameI jumped in waterWith a raft and a tight ropeSo why do you careHis mom is thankfulYeah, the attention is niceBut fame is not funHaikus are funBut sometimes don't make senseRefrigerator
-Complicated-*Note* For those of you who know my OC's Snow, Wind, and Rain. I will be using their Na'vi names. Snow is Pänutìng, Wind is Hufwe, and Rain is TompaAnd when you see "< and >" before and after words, that means whoever is speaking is talking Na'vi) Pänutìng ran her fingers through her long, black hair as she watched the waves of the Western Sea smash into the rocks. The night brought an eerie feeling to the cliff side. Hundreds of different creatures screeched in the distance. Stingbats and ikrans called to there young and viperwolves ululated into the night. She let out a stressful sigh and closed her eyes. This was not right. None of it was. Earlier that evening, her mother had saved the life of the clan's Olo'eyktan, Sansu'pal. The Tsahik was so pleased that she asked Pänutìng's mother if there was anything, anything at all, that she could do for her. After a bit of thinking, she asked the