"The Survivor" by lupe_hunter_7 I remember when the gypsy caravan arrived on our street. It was warm and sunny, just a typical summer day. Like the rest of the residents living on Rainbow Lane, I wondered why a caravan had chosen to come here, of all places. I went out of my Neohome, curious to see what would happen next. A few seconds later, three girls, a Pink Aisha, a Red Wocky, and a Blue Usul, came out from the back of the caravan and began setting up their shop. All three of them wore the same patched up clothing...
Peppermint Latte Poets Society The Peppermint Latte Poets' Society was one of my favourite things in the world. Our club meetings were the highlight of my week.
Delicious Debating or How To Win Your Argument Imagine you're on your favourite board, posting happily away when suddenly someone else challenges you. They might say you’re a "n00b" or that your account is too young for you to have a clue about anything.
Some Kind of Superstar: Part One I've always wanted to be on Neovision. I want people to know my name. I want people to look at my face and instantly think, 'Kristen the Purple Shoyru.'