Chatterbox: Inkwell




hey guys so I'm writing a book, and I'd love to hear what you guys think. I'll post the first page, and I'll post a couple pages per day. feel free to make a charrie there's no guidlines just have the personalaty appearence name and age, most of the charries are around 17, and I need a british boy charrie, so some one can make him...

anyway... the book is called, When in Doubt Have Your Brain Hacked by a Demon

Chapter one


My summer reading sits next to my computer completely blank, it’s not that i didn’t read, It’s simply about stupid time. Who has enough time to write down every book they read, every minute? Having my mother hover over me (literally) 24/7 reminding me to practice. Witch if I may add, is quite annoying.

Tomorrow would be my first day at my new high school, because of some explosion mishap that I had practically nothing to do with.  They would never know exactly what happened to that bus, what a shame for them.  But I digress.

“Cathryn, do you have everything? Did you get more note books at the store?” My mom says opening my door without knocking. I simply nod through my headphones, as I furiously scribble random book titles and minutes. I heard my mom tisk, through a stopping point in You found Me, by the fray.

At around 10:40 pm I finish with every possible thing that could be done before tomorrow, I fall into bed not caring enough to get out of my regular clothes.


“Shoot! How could you do this? Do you want me to fail? To make a fool of myself?” I silently scold my brain. I was so tired last night I must have forgotten to set my alarm. I quickly stuff any necessities into my bag and, ‘brush’ my hair, I put it up in a ponytail, so it was less of a mess, and stuff a stick of spearmint gum into my mouth. “Dad! I’m leaving!” I yell walking out the door, I don’t hear nor wait for a response. As usual my bus stop is in the most awkward place, ever. I stop in front of a tall blue house dreading, but knowing what was going to happen.

“Cathy? Is that you?” Percy Valdez, a tall boy with dark brown hair and chocolate eyes, walks up to me.

“The one and only,” i say back. 

more later 

submitted by Annabeth c
(February 19, 2017 - 2:07 pm)

Name: Celeana Short


Personality: Lonely and quiet. Doesn't stick out much and is made fun of for wearing black.

Appearance: Blonde hair and brown eyes. Wears black. 

submitted by Lindsey H., age 11, Massachusetts
(February 19, 2017 - 3:30 pm)