Le Match

Bonjour! Oui, c'est une grande surprise, mais Tamalpaias High School a gagné le match de football contre Redwood High. Dans le premier parti, le score a 1 au 1. Dans le deuxieme parti, Steve de Redwood a le ballon. Il a couru de l'autre côté de le terrain de football. Il a donné un coup, mais IL A COUP RATÉ! Tam a le ballon! George passe au Mike, et Mike donné un coup. Il a envoyé le ballon dans le but! TAM A GAGNÉ!

I wear...

When I go to school, I wear jeans (it depends of the day, but usually blue or black, sometimes I wear green pants).

My shoes are black with multicoloured laces.

I wear scarves, my favourite of the moment is black and white, but I have also two red, one between yellow and brown, a plain one, a blue one...hum, plenty one.

I wear coloured t-shirts : orange, blue, yellow, purple, red... Sometimes I chose plain ones (white or black, brown...) but I only wear shirts when I go to a concert, because we have to..=(

I wear pull too. Big ones because it's very comfortable. =) Coloured too, but I also love black ones.

My jacket is multicoloured... really multicoloured! =D

The New Yorker

Matt and Stecy were lovers. They met at the reception given in the honnour of Matt's grandfather, Mr Cripnolls, who was the richest man of the whole country. He had been generous to the town where he lived, financing renovations and the opening of the new museum. Matt was his only heir still alive.
So.

Matt and Stecy were lovers.

She was at the reception as a guest: she arrived in the town few weeks ago, and she worked in the new museum, as a conservator. She came from a very rich family in England, and had a lot of connections.

They fell rapidely in love and stayed together about two years.

That snowy day of november, one month before christmas, Matt met that girl, Lizzie.

He invited her to lunch and they told all day long.

She came from a modest family and worked as a writer in a publishing house. They straight away got along very well.

Matt broke off with Stecy the following days.

He spent a lot of time with Lizzie and they started to go out.

One year and one month later, on Christmas eve.

Matt, deeply in love, had planned to propose to Lizzie when the bells of the church would rung midnight. He didn't know yet that nothing follows plans in real life.

I know, I know, this is not real life. Whatever.

During this year, Stecy had followed the couple. When she heard that Matt would propose to Lizzie, she decided to separe them. She built diabolic plans, and the first act should be done by one of her last lovers, Eric, still in love with her.

There were many reasons to explain her behaviour.
First she was jalous. Secondly, she was fascinated by money, and Matt would herited the huge fortune of his grandfather. The old man was very sick. Thirdly, she was in love with Matt. (Of course...)
Eric took part in her plans. The 24th of December, he intruded Mr.Cripnolls' house, after he had checked no one was still in the house. Usually, Mr.Cripnolls had many bodyguards, but it was on Christmas eve, then they were only two keeping the enters of the enormous house. They didn't hear him.
In silence, he went in the room where Mr.Cripnolls was sleeping and, as Stecy had told him, he poured some poison in the glass of water on the bedside table. His mischief accomplished, he turned on his feet and knocked himself out with the door he had left open when he came into the room.
The sound of his body falling on the floor was enough to wake up Mr.Cripnolls who put the light on and gave a very shrill scream...

For that special night, Matt wanted everything to be perfect. He had dismissed the domestics for the evening. They would be alone during the whole night. Perfect.
Standing in front of the veranda, he sat down in one of the comfortable armchair, took a glass of scotch and waited.

Lizzie was in her car. She had lost the road leading to Matt's huge house, and now she was somewhere in the gigantic dark claim wet and foggy wood, at nightfall.

She arrived to an intersection, but the fog was getting thicker and the panel seemed to be so old that she couldn't see anything from her car.

She opened the car door and immediately, the wood seemed to draw closer around her. She looked nervously behind her, but she couldn't see anything more than the trees standing tall. She moved forward to look at the inscription on the panel. It was nearly illegible.

She deciphered, with many difficulties, the road she had to follow.

Barely she had finished to read it that a branch cracked in her back.

She turned abruptly, but once again, she couldn't see anything abnormal. Another branch cracked on her right and this time, she could see a silhouette between the trees.

Heart beatting at break, she went back to the car and started up in a cloud of dust.

At 8h30pm, Matt was worrying. Lizzie was late, very late. More than an hour. He had started to imagine the worst scenarios. Road accident, kidnapping, murders...

He waited a quarter of an hour more, but he couldn't stand not knowing what happened one minute more. He decided to go to seek her.

As he was wearing his coat, the ring bell. He ran to open the door.

It opened over Lizzie, terrorised and refrigerated, who jumped into his arms.

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One hour and a half later, they were finishing their dinner in the living-room. Matt decided to go to take Lizzie's bag, still in her car.

Stecy, gun-handed, was waiting into the edge of the woods for an opportunity to enter the house. She saw Matt going out and she seized the moment. In the house, she started to seek her victim.

Matt, the bag in his hands, came into the house.

Stecy heard some footsteps coming from the corridor.

Matt reached the corridor, wondering where was Lizzie.

Stecy hid herself behind an opened door and waited.

Matt went in front of an opened door and then every thing went black.

When the noise went closer, Stecy had knocked out the young man, thinking he was Lizzie.

Horrified, she looked at him, and resumed her spirits. He wasn't dead, just knocked out, now she just had to find this Lizzie and everything would be fine.

She would tell the police she had come here to wish a merry christmas to Matt, and she had heard no answer, so she had gone into the house. She would had found Matt knocked out, and Lizzie would have nearly tried to kill her, but, happily, she had killed her, by accident, of course, first.

But that was compting without Lizzie. She was hiding near the corridor in the kitchen, and she had seen everything of the scene. She took her cell-phone out and dialled the police number.
They say they would arrived within a quarter of an hour.
She hung up the phone, and put her head up. In the window in front of her, she could see Stecy, standing behind her, preparing to hit her with the butt of her gun...

She turned back and reached to stop Stecy's arm before she hit her. They struggled a little and then it become obvious that Lizzie was the strongest. She reached to turn the gun over Stecy's head, and the shot went ahead.

Stecy was dead, when the police arrived.

The inspector Fiegzler told the couple that a horrible event had happened. Mr Cripnolls was dead. His heart was extremely fragile, and the shock of the intruder had affect him very much. To reconfort him, one of the bodyguard had given him a bit of water, coming from the glass on the bedside table.

He hadn't suffered.