Michael+B

Where I am From Poem

I amd from tennis shoes from softball and potato chips  I am from the art of sarcasm  I am from roosters and soft blankets  I am from movie and quotes  and good sense of humor and respect  I am from enjoyment  and technology and games  From "use your head" and "be accepting"  I am from good times and hard moments  From high times and adventures  But most of all...I am from Boise.

25 things You Didn't Know About Me

1. I hate candy, but I love chocolate. 2. I love 80's movies. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">3. I am a //Harry Potter// nerd. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">4. All of my pets are named after //Harry Potter// and //I Love Lucy// characters. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">5. I love acting. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">6. I stood three feet away from Jeneatte Mcurdy and Jon Favreau, the director of //Iron Man.// <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">7. I love to dance. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">8. I play lots of video games. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">9. I love to read. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">10. My favorite T.V. shows are //How I Met Your Mother//, //Smash//, and //The Big Bang Theory//. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">11. I write novels. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">12. I've performed on the Morrison Center stage. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">13. My favorite food is pizza. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">14. I play tennis. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">15. If I can't be an actor, I want to direct. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">16. I listen to every kind of music except rap and classical. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">17. I've worked with a competitive gymnastics coach. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">18. I sing loud...and alot. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">19. I love midnight movie premeirs. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">20. I played the Giant from Jack and the Beanstalk when I was in third grade. It was my first role. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">21. I have a major fear of spiders. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">22. I've always wanted to put my foot over my head. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">23. When I'm home alone, i sing really loud. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">24. I have a little OCD, some things really bug me. <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">25. I want to visit England and sleep in a four poster bed.

<span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">Hey guys, this is the first chapter of a book idea I had. So enjoy, and comments would be great! <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">Xion Chronicles <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">Chapter One <span style="display: block; font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">Josh <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Xion University, right?” I ask. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Yes,” she replied. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“That’s so cool, I go there!” <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Cool.” <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Hey, is this seat taken?” I point to the empty seat in front of her. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“No, it’s not.” <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I sit. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">There is a bit of silence, and I take this time to take her in. She is wearing the Xion University uniform, tall socks and a pair of tennis shoes. Her long blonde hair flows to her shoulder, and her eyes are a light shade of blue. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“I’m Josh,” I hold out my hand. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“I’m Jessie,” she takes my hand. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">She moisturizes. That’s not to creepy, right? <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Quick question,” she says, “hasn’t school started?” <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Okay, so I ditched. Maybe that wasn’t the smartest idea. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">“Yes, but I was volunteering at the animal hospital downtown,” I lied. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">She chuckles. “Right. I may have been here for three hours, but I know all that is here is the village and the school. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">You see, Xion University is in the middle of some mountain range in Germany. It's such a prestigous academy, we were blindfolded before being flown in. As you get off the plane, you take a twenty minute car ride, blindfolded again, into the village, the living space for all students and faculty. Safety measures they said. I still have a hard time believing that statement. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Fair game," I say. "So why you here?" <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"My parents got the letter, and here I am! Not very exciting story, I know," she hides her face from blushing. "Why are you here?" <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">That wasn't a story I really wanted to get into. I came here about two weeks ago. My parents got divorced, and my dad travels all the time. When i left with him, he dropped me off here, alone. I haven't heard from him much, and whenever I do, he always talks academics or sports. Never the important things. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Like feelings. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"My dad heard about it, and he was excited, you know. Fancy school, all free. He just couldn't say no," I lied, yet again. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">And she knew I was, but she didn't want to say anything. I can tell. She knew about the sensitive side to every story. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Something buzes, and Jessie pulls out her cell phone to check a message. As she looks at it, me not wanting to be a creeper, I look around at the view. Outside, a vast mountain range stands strong, protecting Xion like a giant wall. Snow lays on the grass like it's a warm blanket. Suddenly, the outside world disappears to the dim walls of a tunnel. We take a sharp turn. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I change my view to inside the train, looking at the passengers just minding their Tuesday morning with warm coffee on their way to work. I then notice a nother girl that looks almost similar to Jessie also wearing a Xion uniform and holding a phone in her lap, texting, looking frightend. I look between the two girls again and again. Jessie looks up from her phone to see me staring at the other girl across the way. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Oh, that's my sister, Amber," she explains. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Oh." <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Amber takes her eyes away from her phone and looks at me. Her eyes open wide, and she lets out a silent gasp. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">She's scared. Not nervous, genually scared. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I look over at Jessie and see her looking out the window. I hadn't even realized we left the dark tunnel. Jessie was looking at Xion University for the Gifted Youth. It's like a castle with all the snow on it, pretty and majestic. The swirling towers, the large windows, and the brick work made it look like something out of Mr. Hue's history textbook. Jessie looks back at me, breath taken away. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Thats...thats Xion!" she exlaims. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"In the flesh." <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"It's beautiful," she exhales. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"It is." <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Hey, what classes do you have?" <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I tell her. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Sounds like we have second and sixth period together. It also sounds like you have plenty with Amber...Could you do me a favor?" she asks. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Um, sure. What do you need?" <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Please say a tudor, please say a tudor! <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Will you keep your eye on Amber for me?" <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">That wasn't what i hoped for. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Seeing I was stunned by the question, she says, "She is having a little trouble getting used to a whole new life, and your a nice guy, and she may need a friend more than a sister," she looks desperate. Maybe she has had to deal with her sister for a while, and the shocked look on Amber's face may have been anxiety. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Um, sure, yeah I will," I smile. We pull into the station. People start to gather their things. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"And, hey, do you wanna, maybe, hang out some-." <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">A bullet crashes through the window of the train and hits Jessie square in her shoulder, knocking her uncounsious. Screams erupt from the cabin. I catch her in my arms, blood dripping onto my shirt. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Jessie!" I hear, who I believe is Amber, scream. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Sudennly, the doors to my right burst open, and men in all snow camo burst in the train. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">All carrying automatic rifles. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Drop the girl!" one orders. I'm so shocked, i don't know what to do. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">The man makes the decision for me when he fires at my head. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I quickly duck, letting go of Jessie. I didn't want to leave her, but i din't have a choice, I turned to run, but saw more of these crazy goons coming from the other side of the train. I look around, but all sides are blocked by people pushed up against the windows in fear. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Guess I was going up. I unlatched the emergency exit door on the top of the train and jump. I grab the edge and start to pull myself up when someone yells. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">"Stop, kid!" <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">Of course, I didn't. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I scramble up and onto the roof of the train, and jump off the opposite side of the train from Xion. I land hard, but I start to run into the forest. <span style="font-family: 'times new roman','serif'; font-size: 16px;">I guess the mountains couldn't protect us, after all.

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