SO-Melanie+M.

media type="custom" key="3653249" Hi, My name is Melanie Meyers, I go to South Middle School in Eau Claire, WI. I am a only child and my dad own's a part store. So I love cars, especially Mustangs. We have 2 cats and at one time some fish and a couple of hermiet crabs. I take horseback riding lessons once a week at a barn and love horses! I like to read, write, and perform. I love the performing & visual arts. My favorite songs are My Life Would Suck Without You, Untouched, Livining On a Pray, and Revolution. I want to attend U of Minnesota to obtain my elementary education degree, then Harvard Law to recivce my J.D. degree, then U of New York for my business and marketing degree! Someday I hope to run for Senator, write a novel and/or poetry book, & live in Mannahattan, New York. I would love to travel the world, especially Europe! What else? I like poetry, writers like Jane Austen & Sarah Dessen, I play the flute, and I am going to play soccer! Sincerly the girl with the wacko ideas, Melanie Meyers

**My Story:**
** Love always, laugh often, and live well, in Willington ** Then he said, “Stop, stop I tell you, stop!” And the guy kept running, just running, with that big brown bag bloated full of power drinks he stole. See that guy yelling is Mr. Wagner; he owns the local gas station in town, the ONLY gas station in our small town, Willington, Oklahoma. My best friend Willow and I hang out here, during the summer. We by orange sodas and watch the costumers come in and out all day. We know most of them, but it’s fun when you see a tourist. They’re normally lost and can’t find the high way, which we don’t have. After that we head to the library and check out some books. Shannon Mali is the librarian there and she is the nicest lady I have ever met. She moved here from Minnesota, after college to be with her grandma. Agy who was a pro wrestle in the 1950’s. She can blow your socks off, faster then you can chug a bottle of orange soda. My record; is 46 seconds.
 * By Melanie Meyers **

“Ahh, do you want help, cleaning up the glass?” I asked Mr. Wagner, curiously. “No,” Mr. Wagner replied “Bridget, Willow you should head home now.” So we headed to the park to meet Billy. He has been our best friend since pre-K, we are 3 peas in a pod, me, Willow, and Billy.

As we walk in the summer breeze we see him… Walking up with //Kathryn Michaels// the meanest bully, every. Oh and did I mention he has a huge crush on that sucker. “TRADER!” Willow yelled at the unusual couple. “Shh,” I whispered, “people can hear you.” “That’s the point.” “Yeah, your right.” I said and then flawlessly I yelled, “TRADER!” With all my might and then he turned around and ran. Faster then you can flawlessly yell “TRADER”. He was so embarrassed. Luckily, we knew where to find him. We took a breath, laughed. And headed toward the tree house in the back of the old, Pancake Shack. He loves that place, sometimes we can’t tell what he likes better. Kathryn or the Tree House.

We climbed up, the tree house and found him crying in the corner. He was red in the face. I felt bad. Although, I still think he is a trader, for hanging out with Kathryn Michaels. “I’m sorry, Billy, we were just kidding around.” I said in a heartfelt voice. “Go away!” Billy said in a angry tone, “I don’t want to talk to you!” “Come on, we could go to Purdy’s. Chocolate shakes on me.” Willow pitched in. It fell silent for a little bit while Billy had to think. He finally replied by saying, “Make it Strawberry.” Willow laughed, “Sure”

So we headed to //Purdy’s Restaurant & Ice Cream Parlor// by the Library. We walked in and I dropped my jaw. Kathryn was sitting in //our// table, not just any table but //our// table. The table where we share our laughs and secrets. The table where we discuss teachers and classmates, the table where we drink shakes and do our homework. //Our// table. So I took a breath, walked up and smacked her. It was flawless, it felt good. And the best part was she sat up and walked out not even saying a word. She was mad. She was pink. She was gone.

“Oh my gosh! That was awesome. That was flawless.” Willow said with great pleasure. “The weird thing is I don’t like her. I don’t like her at all.” Billy said. “Great! Wonderful! Congratulations! You’re not a trader.” I said. That’s us, we stand strong! Together we are united as friends, for life. Friends stick together through hard times…

That summer Willow, Billy, and I hung out, played games, read books, bought sodas, and had contests. After that incident we were unstoppable and never let anything come between us. We were the unbreakable trio.

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