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Kamis, 02 Februari 2012
Putih abu-abu
Masa masa ini dimana aku mulai melakukan segala perubahan , mulai dari sikap , fikiran dan kedewasaan . Berawal saat aku menginjakan kaki di halaman sekolah yang sekarang di juluki sekolah "kebangsaan" , ya itu pengalaman yang paling tidak terlupakan karena pertama kalinya seragam putih abu-abu aku gunakan .. . Hari-hari berlalu tanpa terasa , sekarang aku telah duduk di bangku kelas 12 IPA 1 , bertemu dengan teman baru yang dulu aku tahu namun tidak mengenalnya lebih dalam .. , teman yang ternyata begitu menyenangkan. Mereka memiliki karakteristik masing-masing , dengan berbagai tingkah konyol mereka . Diberbagai kesempatan kami mengadakan acara untuk bisa saling mengenal dan lebih akrab , sayangnya aku selalu tidak bisa mengikuti acara tersebut .
Masuk ke sekolah merupakan kesenangan baru bagiku , karena ketika libur berlangsung sering rasanya aku merindukan kesengan-kesengan di kelas , walau hanya melihat semua teman-temanku bergurau , mengajek satu sama lain . Namun aku tau di balik semua itu , ada kedekatan di antara kami yang tidak bisa di ucapkan dengan kat-kata , sebuah kekerabatan ynag erat yang saling mendukung satu sama lain tanpa memandang derajat , dan seberapa ia mampu . Hal seperti itulah yang membuat aku nyaman berada di sekeliling mereka , mereka semangat dalam diri untuk berusaha menjadi lebih baik dan memperbaiki kesalahan yang aku lakukan.
SMA KEBANGSAAN merupakan sekolah terbaik yang memberikan aku pengalaman berharga dalam hidup dengan guru-guru yang mendekat dengan muridnya. Beliau selalu berusah bagaimana murid-muridnya mampu menangkap semua materi yang diberikan , tanpa kenal lelah mereka terus memberi semangat agar kita sebagai murid berhasil dan sukses di kemudian hari .. terima kasih :)
Senin, 23 Januari 2012
bieber fanfiction :D
Chapter 1
" And that was Justin Bieber's latest single, Baby. Isn't he such a lady's boy. And isn't he absolutely cute?" the radio deejay had gushed. Violette removed he Victoria's Secret bathrobe and walked to her walk-in-wardrobe. Clothes from Forever21, Topshop, Dorothy Perkins , Ralph Lauren, Miss Selfridge, Aldo, River Island and loads more surrounded her. Dressing her life size mannequin in a mini laced black dress, she smiled to herself. Picking up a pair of Jimmy Choo's she threw the whole outfit on along with a blazer. Applying minimum makeup, she brushed her waist length, wavy hair over her shoulder. Violette stood in front of the mirror. Pretty with a hint of edginess, that's how she liked to dress. Grabbing her Prada tote, her skinny legs crossed the room.
Violette walked down the stairs of the Mansion, calling for Kelly, her personal maid; confidante as she liked to call. Kelly practically raised her when her parents were all around the world, working. Kelly was more of a Mum; she was there whenever Violette needed her and Violette needed Kelly all the time.
"Kelly, rate me upon 10!" Violette asked her routine question on her outfit of the day. She twirled around like a ballerina with a brilliant smile.
"9.8 my dear," Kelly had replied, and she didn't say it just because she knew Violette had a passion for fashion and needed to look good. Violette was absolutely beautiful, a model at age 15. She was a student and had a contract with the top notch modelling agency, Elite Modelling Academy/Agency.
"Having a photo shoot today, can't be late, gotta run Kell, love you much!" Violette kissed Kelly on the cheeks before running out of the mansion. Outside, her limousine was already waiting for her. Violette wasn't a singer, neither was she an actor, but she was famous. Famous for being the youngest model signed to Elite Modelling Agency, famous for her wealth from her parents, and famous for that pretty face. Crossing her legs gracefully, she entered the limousine. Sitting in the limousine was her best friend, Natasha.
"Natasha!" Violette and Natasha exchanged air kisses. She could smell Natasha's Angel perfume, it gave her a sense of familiarity, that her best friend was there. Violette grinned happily, squeezing Natasha in a tight hug.
"Hey! So, which magazine is today's photo shoot for? I will be there to support you sweetie!" Natasha smiled.
"Teen Vogue! But they didn't say much about what the photo shoot was going to be about and who was I doing it with, what setting it was, who was the photographer…" Violette said.
At that point, the song Baby by Justin Bieber started playing on the radio again.
"Oh my gosh, Justin Bieber! Have you heard his songs? Isn't he gorgeous?" Natasha beamed happily, bobbing her head to the song. She waved her thin arms in the air, her bracelets hitting each other.
"Ohhhh, so that's his name. He has been flooding the radio lately, Is he good looking? "Replied Violette half-heartedly.
Before Natasha could reply, Violette spoke"Hey Eric (chauffer) please drop by Starbucks okay? I really need caffeine."
Getting out of the limousine, Violette entered Starbucks. The lovely smell of coffee beans greeted her, and she sighed with relief. Heads turned as she walked over to the queue, she smiled lightly. She had always been thankful to God as to how blessed she was with her face, how she was able to pursue a career involved in fashion. The only thing that set her back was her love life. All the guys didn't love her for who she was. Instead, they dated her for fame and made use of her. Violette longed to have someone to hold her, she was still waiting. Waiting for someone.
Standing in the queue she fished around her tote for her River Island wallet, she glanced at the boy standing next to her. He had brown hair and brown eyes, dressed in a Topman shirt and a hoodie with jeans. He had Nike shoes of a stunning bluish color on too. He was, in every word cute. Violette stared at him for a moment, when he turned and smiled at her. She looked away and blushed furiously.
Oh no, he caught me looking. Oh gosh Violette! How embarrassing! I wonder why he needs shades indoors? Oh but he is so good looking!
Violette licked her lips dry of her cherry coco lip gloss, and avoided looking at the guy. The queue moved forward slowly.
Justin's View
He got out of his limousine, parked next to another limousine. Slipping on his shades he walked into Starbucks. He really didn't need any girls running and screaming before him so early in the morning. Justin needed caffeine for the photo shoot he was doing for Teen Vogue later. His manager offered to get the coffee for him but Justin needed a stretch. Getting into the queue, he saw an amazing looking girl standing poised, her large eyes framed with long lashes looked around. She dressed up really well and was stunning. Her long hair waved slightly as she walked forward to the queue. She took his breath away as she looked deep into his eyes for a few seconds.
Justin broke out of his trance and smiled at her. She widened her lovely eyes in embarrassment and looked away. Justin smirked to himself.
It was at that point where a young boy, age 5 ran into Violette and fell. He burst out into tears immediately. His silent sobs soon escalated to loud wails that attracted attention from the public. Violette tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, before kneeling down on her delicate knees.
"Awww, hush hush darling. Now, big boys don't cry right?" She reached out her manicured hand and gently wiped his tears away. The little boy began to hiccup, the after effect of crying. She reached into her tote and brought out a lollipop, unwrapped it and gave it to the boy. His eyes brightened, took the lollipop with his pudgy fingers. He jumped onto Violette giving her a big hug whispering "thank you" in his small voice. She giggled and coaxed him back to his mother. She stood up and acted as though nothing had happened, while Justin looked at her in awe.
Wow, she is really sweet, and she looks gorgeous too.
They both reached the counter at the same time
"Sir, can I have your order?" "Miss, can I have your order?"
"White chocolate chip mocha, grande." Violette and Justin said at the same time. They looked at each other in surprise and laughed. Grabbing their receipts, they walked off to another counter to wait for their drinks.
Justin noticed the charm bracelet on her skinny wrist as Violette noticed the tag hanging on Justin's neck. They were both instantly attracted to each other. Violette looked everywhere except Justin's eyes so he decided he should make small talk.
"So I guess we like the same thing huh? I would love to know a pretty ladies' name"
Violette laughed, she had such flirting before, but he seemed like a nice guy.
"Its Violette Clarke, nice to meet you Mr-Oh-We-Like-The-Same-Drink."
Violette Clarke, the young gorgeous model who is everywhere?
"Violette, nice name shawty. I'm Justin Bieber. And I suppose its fate that we ordered the same drink and the same time, we can now share a sweet conversation." He smiled.
Justin Bieber? That singer who is everywhere?
Before Violette could reply, a fan of them both shouted "OHMYGOD IS VIOLETTE CLARKE AND JUSTIN BIEBER!"
Loud screams and several violent sounds were made, by both male and female fans. They grabbed their drinks and Justin took Violette's hand as they ran out together. He had a strong grip on her hands as the continued running till they reached a dark alley, hiding behind a makeshift wall. Violette bent over catching her breath, still clutching Justin's hands tightly. Her perfectly shaped lips parted as she breathed hard, while Justin stared at her. When she got up, Justin used his free hand to brush away stray strands of her hair. Violette glared at him.
"Whoa shawty, what did I do?"
"You didn't tell me you were Justin Bieber! You are the one flooding my radio! You are the one with that Baby song! You are the one all the girls adore! Oh boy, I was looking at you just now!"
"Violette, I did tell you I was Justin Bieber, you just didn't have the time to react what with all the crazy fans. I am stunned that I was checking Violette Clarke, the pretty model every guy dreams of all the time."
"Okay so we just admitted we were looking at each other, um…"
Violette released her hold on Justin's hands and twirled her own lock of hair nervously. Justin pressed his warm palm onto her face and lifted it up.
"Its funny how a supermodel like you can get nervous in the presence of an awesome singer, when you are a celebrity too"
"Its funny how every girl I know adores you and would kill to just see your face yet you happened to be checking me out." Violette laughed amusedly.
She leaned against the wall of the alley and slid down slowly, Justin watching her quietly. He loved the way her legs angled out as she slid down, it was as though she was in a photo shoot, making her movements graceful and a high fashion magazine. Violette loved the way Justin had held her hand as they ran, it was almost protective, like how a boyfriend would hold his girl's hand.
"Hey Violette, as much as I love to look and talk to you all day, I really think we should go." Violette gave him a wary smile, and grabbed his outstretched hand to pull herself up. Cautiously, they walked out of the alley with shades. Justin held Violette's hand as they made their way back to their limousines. The both looked really sweet together, and people who passed them by thought they were dating. They stood outside their limousine looking at each other in awkward silence. Violette broke it.
"You are a sweet guy Justin Bieber, I'll see you around." Violette pressed her cheek to his and rubbed hers against his. She inhaled his scent, before exchanging smiles with him. They entered their own limousines and took off.
Justin's Limousine
"Justin! Where have you been?" His manager, Scooter Braun asked. Justin kept quiet, they knew better than to press him for an answer.
Violette… Will I ever see you again? He smiled as he reached to touch his cheek where Violette had pressed hers.
Violette's Limousine
"What took you so long?" Natasha asked worriedly. Violette kicked her shoes off her feet and grabbed a mineral water from the build in mini fridge. She leaned back on her seat and stared out of the window.
"It's a long story, I'm really tired" Violette said briefly.
~nicoledoll
" And that was Justin Bieber's latest single, Baby. Isn't he such a lady's boy. And isn't he absolutely cute?" the radio deejay had gushed. Violette removed he Victoria's Secret bathrobe and walked to her walk-in-wardrobe. Clothes from Forever21, Topshop, Dorothy Perkins , Ralph Lauren, Miss Selfridge, Aldo, River Island and loads more surrounded her. Dressing her life size mannequin in a mini laced black dress, she smiled to herself. Picking up a pair of Jimmy Choo's she threw the whole outfit on along with a blazer. Applying minimum makeup, she brushed her waist length, wavy hair over her shoulder. Violette stood in front of the mirror. Pretty with a hint of edginess, that's how she liked to dress. Grabbing her Prada tote, her skinny legs crossed the room.
Violette walked down the stairs of the Mansion, calling for Kelly, her personal maid; confidante as she liked to call. Kelly practically raised her when her parents were all around the world, working. Kelly was more of a Mum; she was there whenever Violette needed her and Violette needed Kelly all the time.
"Kelly, rate me upon 10!" Violette asked her routine question on her outfit of the day. She twirled around like a ballerina with a brilliant smile.
"9.8 my dear," Kelly had replied, and she didn't say it just because she knew Violette had a passion for fashion and needed to look good. Violette was absolutely beautiful, a model at age 15. She was a student and had a contract with the top notch modelling agency, Elite Modelling Academy/Agency.
"Having a photo shoot today, can't be late, gotta run Kell, love you much!" Violette kissed Kelly on the cheeks before running out of the mansion. Outside, her limousine was already waiting for her. Violette wasn't a singer, neither was she an actor, but she was famous. Famous for being the youngest model signed to Elite Modelling Agency, famous for her wealth from her parents, and famous for that pretty face. Crossing her legs gracefully, she entered the limousine. Sitting in the limousine was her best friend, Natasha.
"Natasha!" Violette and Natasha exchanged air kisses. She could smell Natasha's Angel perfume, it gave her a sense of familiarity, that her best friend was there. Violette grinned happily, squeezing Natasha in a tight hug.
"Hey! So, which magazine is today's photo shoot for? I will be there to support you sweetie!" Natasha smiled.
"Teen Vogue! But they didn't say much about what the photo shoot was going to be about and who was I doing it with, what setting it was, who was the photographer…" Violette said.
At that point, the song Baby by Justin Bieber started playing on the radio again.
"Oh my gosh, Justin Bieber! Have you heard his songs? Isn't he gorgeous?" Natasha beamed happily, bobbing her head to the song. She waved her thin arms in the air, her bracelets hitting each other.
"Ohhhh, so that's his name. He has been flooding the radio lately, Is he good looking? "Replied Violette half-heartedly.
Before Natasha could reply, Violette spoke"Hey Eric (chauffer) please drop by Starbucks okay? I really need caffeine."
Getting out of the limousine, Violette entered Starbucks. The lovely smell of coffee beans greeted her, and she sighed with relief. Heads turned as she walked over to the queue, she smiled lightly. She had always been thankful to God as to how blessed she was with her face, how she was able to pursue a career involved in fashion. The only thing that set her back was her love life. All the guys didn't love her for who she was. Instead, they dated her for fame and made use of her. Violette longed to have someone to hold her, she was still waiting. Waiting for someone.
Standing in the queue she fished around her tote for her River Island wallet, she glanced at the boy standing next to her. He had brown hair and brown eyes, dressed in a Topman shirt and a hoodie with jeans. He had Nike shoes of a stunning bluish color on too. He was, in every word cute. Violette stared at him for a moment, when he turned and smiled at her. She looked away and blushed furiously.
Oh no, he caught me looking. Oh gosh Violette! How embarrassing! I wonder why he needs shades indoors? Oh but he is so good looking!
Violette licked her lips dry of her cherry coco lip gloss, and avoided looking at the guy. The queue moved forward slowly.
Justin's View
He got out of his limousine, parked next to another limousine. Slipping on his shades he walked into Starbucks. He really didn't need any girls running and screaming before him so early in the morning. Justin needed caffeine for the photo shoot he was doing for Teen Vogue later. His manager offered to get the coffee for him but Justin needed a stretch. Getting into the queue, he saw an amazing looking girl standing poised, her large eyes framed with long lashes looked around. She dressed up really well and was stunning. Her long hair waved slightly as she walked forward to the queue. She took his breath away as she looked deep into his eyes for a few seconds.
Justin broke out of his trance and smiled at her. She widened her lovely eyes in embarrassment and looked away. Justin smirked to himself.
It was at that point where a young boy, age 5 ran into Violette and fell. He burst out into tears immediately. His silent sobs soon escalated to loud wails that attracted attention from the public. Violette tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, before kneeling down on her delicate knees.
"Awww, hush hush darling. Now, big boys don't cry right?" She reached out her manicured hand and gently wiped his tears away. The little boy began to hiccup, the after effect of crying. She reached into her tote and brought out a lollipop, unwrapped it and gave it to the boy. His eyes brightened, took the lollipop with his pudgy fingers. He jumped onto Violette giving her a big hug whispering "thank you" in his small voice. She giggled and coaxed him back to his mother. She stood up and acted as though nothing had happened, while Justin looked at her in awe.
Wow, she is really sweet, and she looks gorgeous too.
They both reached the counter at the same time
"Sir, can I have your order?" "Miss, can I have your order?"
"White chocolate chip mocha, grande." Violette and Justin said at the same time. They looked at each other in surprise and laughed. Grabbing their receipts, they walked off to another counter to wait for their drinks.
Justin noticed the charm bracelet on her skinny wrist as Violette noticed the tag hanging on Justin's neck. They were both instantly attracted to each other. Violette looked everywhere except Justin's eyes so he decided he should make small talk.
"So I guess we like the same thing huh? I would love to know a pretty ladies' name"
Violette laughed, she had such flirting before, but he seemed like a nice guy.
"Its Violette Clarke, nice to meet you Mr-Oh-We-Like-The-Same-Drink."
Violette Clarke, the young gorgeous model who is everywhere?
"Violette, nice name shawty. I'm Justin Bieber. And I suppose its fate that we ordered the same drink and the same time, we can now share a sweet conversation." He smiled.
Justin Bieber? That singer who is everywhere?
Before Violette could reply, a fan of them both shouted "OHMYGOD IS VIOLETTE CLARKE AND JUSTIN BIEBER!"
Loud screams and several violent sounds were made, by both male and female fans. They grabbed their drinks and Justin took Violette's hand as they ran out together. He had a strong grip on her hands as the continued running till they reached a dark alley, hiding behind a makeshift wall. Violette bent over catching her breath, still clutching Justin's hands tightly. Her perfectly shaped lips parted as she breathed hard, while Justin stared at her. When she got up, Justin used his free hand to brush away stray strands of her hair. Violette glared at him.
"Whoa shawty, what did I do?"
"You didn't tell me you were Justin Bieber! You are the one flooding my radio! You are the one with that Baby song! You are the one all the girls adore! Oh boy, I was looking at you just now!"
"Violette, I did tell you I was Justin Bieber, you just didn't have the time to react what with all the crazy fans. I am stunned that I was checking Violette Clarke, the pretty model every guy dreams of all the time."
"Okay so we just admitted we were looking at each other, um…"
Violette released her hold on Justin's hands and twirled her own lock of hair nervously. Justin pressed his warm palm onto her face and lifted it up.
"Its funny how a supermodel like you can get nervous in the presence of an awesome singer, when you are a celebrity too"
"Its funny how every girl I know adores you and would kill to just see your face yet you happened to be checking me out." Violette laughed amusedly.
She leaned against the wall of the alley and slid down slowly, Justin watching her quietly. He loved the way her legs angled out as she slid down, it was as though she was in a photo shoot, making her movements graceful and a high fashion magazine. Violette loved the way Justin had held her hand as they ran, it was almost protective, like how a boyfriend would hold his girl's hand.
"Hey Violette, as much as I love to look and talk to you all day, I really think we should go." Violette gave him a wary smile, and grabbed his outstretched hand to pull herself up. Cautiously, they walked out of the alley with shades. Justin held Violette's hand as they made their way back to their limousines. The both looked really sweet together, and people who passed them by thought they were dating. They stood outside their limousine looking at each other in awkward silence. Violette broke it.
"You are a sweet guy Justin Bieber, I'll see you around." Violette pressed her cheek to his and rubbed hers against his. She inhaled his scent, before exchanging smiles with him. They entered their own limousines and took off.
Justin's Limousine
"Justin! Where have you been?" His manager, Scooter Braun asked. Justin kept quiet, they knew better than to press him for an answer.
Violette… Will I ever see you again? He smiled as he reached to touch his cheek where Violette had pressed hers.
Violette's Limousine
"What took you so long?" Natasha asked worriedly. Violette kicked her shoes off her feet and grabbed a mineral water from the build in mini fridge. She leaned back on her seat and stared out of the window.
"It's a long story, I'm really tired" Violette said briefly.
~nicoledoll
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