Checking in. Thank you for scores, judges. Love the next assignment.
I'm wondering though, in my story for the mock, it included the first I love you. Should I go more in depth with the same story or maybe tell it from the male point of view?
Thank you so much for the scores and comments guys! I'm so glad that you liked the story Luce - I was actually really worried about it!
I'll definitely pay more attention to detail in the next assignment, it is going to be a tough one! :-)
And a huge congrats to Maggie for winning! Your save the date was really beautiful!
Checking in. Thank you for scores, judges. Love the next assignment.
I'm wondering though, in my story for the mock, it included the first I love you. Should I go more in depth with the same story or maybe tell it from the male point of view?
You could definitely do either! I would highly recommend though a retelling of the story Check with Luce, but for judging It's definitely important to have the "I Love You" story
Another steady 4th place, even in a different competition...goodness...
I hope I can get my game open in time. I had it open the other day and I was exiting the stylist after getting Evie ready for my picture for Art of Love and the game crashed entirely -_-
Another steady 4th place, even in a different competition...goodness...
I hope I can get my game open in time. I had it open the other day and I was exiting the stylist after getting Evie ready for my picture for Art of Love and the game crashed entirely -_-
:evil: Sometimes the game is so evil!
I hope you figure it out
Another steady 4th place, even in a different competition...goodness...
I hope I can get my game open in time. I had it open the other day and I was exiting the stylist after getting Evie ready for my picture for Art of Love and the game crashed entirely -_-
:evil: Sometimes the game is so evil!
I hope you figure it out
It is :evil: and thanks, I hope I do too, grrr.
And on another note, I'm amused by the comment about Evie and whats-his-face not being dressed warmly enough, lol, they're definitely dressed warmly enough. James's mum's maternity photos were taken in the exact same kind of setting and the only real different between her outfit and Evie's is that she had a full hat with a huge pompom as opposed to an ear wrap xD And she was pregnant!
Cameron walked up the steps and rang the doorbell. When he heard footsteps in the foyer, his heart skipped a beat. He always felt this way when he was about to see Serenity. When she opened the door he had to stop a moment to take in the breathtaking site. She was wearing a pretty sundress that accented her tanned legs. Her long black hair was pulled back from her head in a pretty pink headband. She smiled sweetly at him and said “are you ready? Let’s sit here on the swing to study today. It’s too pretty out to be stuck inside.” As he sat in the swing, the spicy scent of the many hydrangeas permeated the air around them. All through the history reading, Cameron was distracted by the glimpses of Serenity’s legs as she absently pushed the swing back and forth. All of a sudden the love of his life leaned in and pushed a lock of hair from his eye. As her soft fingertip brushed his forehead, Cameron’s eyes jumped to hers. He felt lost in those eyes for a long time. He couldn’t help but lean in and kiss those lips just like he’d imagined doing a million time over the years. Scared that he may have crossed the line, he waited. As Serenity smiled and a tear left her eye and dropped to her cheek, She whispered “ I love you Cameron. I think I always have. I don’t know why it has taken me so long to figure it out. Do you feel the same about me?” Cameron smiled so big it hurt his face, and said “Well, it’s about time. I’ve known we were meant to be the moment I saw you. I worked so hard to get you to notice me. I’m glad you finally feel what I feel. I love you more than anything and I always will.” As they held each other in that white porch swing, their books fell into the hydrangea bushes but they didn’t care. They had all they needed.
@aspires001 For some reason that picture really draws me in *-*
Fabulous job I love the Hydrangeas. IDK my flowers so I could be wrong, but I love them nonetheless.
The radiant lights bounce up and down the floor, the dancers keeping in time to the rhythm. Liam convinced me to go clubbing tonight, and I reluctantly agreed. It's been a long time since I have been to a club. The snobby (almost rude) waiter serves us our drinks as we sit and joke at the bar. I can't believe how happy Liam makes me! How in the world do my parents not approve of him?!
As I turn to laugh at one of his jokes, a blond beauty catches his eye. She's young, maybe sixteen. She stares thoughtfully at him, and smirks. Well, it's not like he would -- he smirks back at her. The chemistry between them is obvious, like that of the first time Liam and I caught sight of each other.
Before I know it, my heart shreds, though I know I'm just overreacting.
Still, I don't want them to see me like this. I'm not one of those over protective girlfriends, so why am I feeling like this?
So I flee the building, making my way through the dense crowd of dancers.
What's wrong with me? He loves me. Has he ever told you? A voice rings out in my head. And it's true, he never has told me he loves me.
I amble over to the parking lot, and make my way over to Liam's motorcycle (which I had reluctantly ridden on the back, on our way over). A few drunk men stagger around. I clutch my hands to my chest, and lean back against the brick wall of the club.
"Belle?" Liam. My heart warms at just the sight of him. He has one hand awkwardly behind his back.
"Hi." I mumble pathetically. He stares sadly at me. "What's wrong?"
"I - I needed some air."
"You're lying." He whispers softly. He sees through me so clearly. I force myself to tell the truth.
"I saw you smiling at that girl ... and I ... got jealous." I whisper feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.
"You're cute when you blush, Belle. Oh, and I don't care about that girl." This makes me grow redder. "Here, I got these for you. Well, took, actually." He smiles sheepishly at me, before pulling his hand out from behind his back. In it, is a small bouquet of red roses. My favourite.
"You remembered." I whisper incredulously.
"I'll always remember what you love, Belle, because I love you." The first time he said 'I love you' to me! A giggle bursts out of my mouth.
"I love you too." This may be the second time I have said 'I love you' to someone, but this time, it feels right.
We both get locked in each others gaze. It's a while before I let out a deep breath.
"You can go now, the bartender is probably looking for us. And, well, I need a minute." I admit, smiling at him.
"Of course." He turns and walks away reluctantly, though. He gives me a sweet, almost shy, smile before he walks into the club.
As the tears begin to trail down my cheek, I form one coherent thought. How could I believe he didn't love me?
‘I can’t believe it, our first fight. He knows I’m sensitive about my parents, why would I want to spend the week with his parents when I haven’t even met them yet?’ Bailey was talking to herself, trying to figure out what to do. ‘What if they don’t like me? What if this whole week turns into a nightmare? I don’t think we’ve been together long enough yet, I think it’s too early to meet them. I’m not ready’ Saying all this to herself was making tears well up in her eyes, and she didn’t notice how long she had been walking. After arguing with Mitch, she went for a walk to clear her head. Now looking around, she was a little confused of exactly where she was. Looking around for a familiar landmark or building she spots a park, hidden behind some trees, almost out of sight. She decides to check it out, and approaching this park she finds a true hidden gem. This park is beautiful! Full of purple and cream colored flowers everywhere she looks. And in the middle of all the beauty of nature, sits a park bench, almost calling her name. She felt compelled to sit there and take a moment to herself.
She closes her eyes and in an instant all of the emotions of the day and the memory of her parents come flooding in. Seeing her mom again, as if she were here, felt right. She missed her so much, and thought of how much they would love Mitch and Anna too, and how anxious she would be for grandchildren of her own! Then the sadness of knowing her mom will not be a part of her life was heavy, almost a crushing pain. Bailey breathes in deeply, smelling all the flowers surrounding her. They were so beautiful, she’d have to bring Mitch here. Bailey opens her eyes to see Mitch walking up to her, smiling with his gorgeous blue eyes looking right at her.
Mitch sweeps Bailey right off that bench. Before she can utter ‘I’m sorry’, Mitch gazes into her eyes, holding her tight and says “I love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I’m with you. You are my everything, I need you. I love you. No fight is worth loosing you, if you’re not ready to meet my parents we can wait forever.”
“Oh, Mitch!! I love you too. I’m so sorry…” she's weeping now, Mitch gently wipes a tear off her perfect cheek, and kisses her forehead. “No need to be sorry darlin’. I know it’s soon, but everything feels so right with you. I loose sense of time next to you. Our relationship has been a blur of perfection and I want everyone to see how great you are. I want to show the world how beautiful you are, in and out.”
Looking up at Mitch, she can feel his heartbeat on her chest, and with every beat time seems to be moving slower and slower. “How did I find you? You are perfect, and I am so lucky. I love you more than words could tell.” She lays her head on his chest and they hold each other for what seems like eternity. She closes her eyes and she takes deep breaths again, almost in a trance. The warm feeling of being loved, the feel of his arms around her, the security she feels right now... she wants to remember this forever. She opens her eyes and sees the flowers again, the purples, the creams, realizing she is standing in this wonderful park, surrounded by the beauty of nature, she wants to remember this moment forever.
picture is clickable for larger size for judging or viewing!
Comments
Maggie: I have Flourish open right now
I'm wondering though, in my story for the mock, it included the first I love you. Should I go more in depth with the same story or maybe tell it from the male point of view?
I'll definitely pay more attention to detail in the next assignment, it is going to be a tough one! :-)
And a huge congrats to Maggie for winning! Your save the date was really beautiful!
Angela: Just go more indepth or tell it from the guys POV
Hannah: Yes
You could definitely do either! I would highly recommend though a retelling of the story
Thanks for the scores and comments, definitely try and tie the story in better.
Lol xD I thought about adding in their dog, but my game kept wanting to freeze in CAS ;p
I really need to learn how to make poses!
I hope I can get my game open in time. I had it open the other day and I was exiting the stylist after getting Evie ready for my picture for Art of Love and the game crashed entirely -_-
I hope you figure it out
And on another note, I'm amused by the comment about Evie and whats-his-face not being dressed warmly enough, lol, they're definitely dressed warmly enough. James's mum's maternity photos were taken in the exact same kind of setting and the only real different between her outfit and Evie's is that she had a full hat with a huge pompom as opposed to an ear wrap xD And she was pregnant!
A1:
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/121039619@N03/13674684525" title="Assignment 1 by Angela Spires, on Flickr"><img src="https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3671/13674684525_73d908a748.jpg" width="455" height="500" alt="Assignment 1"></a>
Cameron walked up the steps and rang the doorbell. When he heard footsteps in the foyer, his heart skipped a beat. He always felt this way when he was about to see Serenity. When she opened the door he had to stop a moment to take in the breathtaking site. She was wearing a pretty sundress that accented her tanned legs. Her long black hair was pulled back from her head in a pretty pink headband. She smiled sweetly at him and said “are you ready? Let’s sit here on the swing to study today. It’s too pretty out to be stuck inside.” As he sat in the swing, the spicy scent of the many hydrangeas permeated the air around them. All through the history reading, Cameron was distracted by the glimpses of Serenity’s legs as she absently pushed the swing back and forth. All of a sudden the love of his life leaned in and pushed a lock of hair from his eye. As her soft fingertip brushed his forehead, Cameron’s eyes jumped to hers. He felt lost in those eyes for a long time. He couldn’t help but lean in and kiss those lips just like he’d imagined doing a million time over the years. Scared that he may have crossed the line, he waited. As Serenity smiled and a tear left her eye and dropped to her cheek, She whispered “ I love you Cameron. I think I always have. I don’t know why it has taken me so long to figure it out. Do you feel the same about me?” Cameron smiled so big it hurt his face, and said “Well, it’s about time. I’ve known we were meant to be the moment I saw you. I worked so hard to get you to notice me. I’m glad you finally feel what I feel. I love you more than anything and I always will.” As they held each other in that white porch swing, their books fell into the hydrangea bushes but they didn’t care. They had all they needed.
Fabulous job
As I turn to laugh at one of his jokes, a blond beauty catches his eye. She's young, maybe sixteen. She stares thoughtfully at him, and smirks. Well, it's not like he would -- he smirks back at her. The chemistry between them is obvious, like that of the first time Liam and I caught sight of each other.
Before I know it, my heart shreds, though I know I'm just overreacting.
Still, I don't want them to see me like this. I'm not one of those over protective girlfriends, so why am I feeling like this?
So I flee the building, making my way through the dense crowd of dancers.
What's wrong with me? He loves me. Has he ever told you? A voice rings out in my head. And it's true, he never has told me he loves me.
I amble over to the parking lot, and make my way over to Liam's motorcycle (which I had reluctantly ridden on the back, on our way over). A few drunk men stagger around. I clutch my hands to my chest, and lean back against the brick wall of the club.
"Belle?" Liam. My heart warms at just the sight of him. He has one hand awkwardly behind his back.
"Hi." I mumble pathetically. He stares sadly at me. "What's wrong?"
"I - I needed some air."
"You're lying." He whispers softly. He sees through me so clearly. I force myself to tell the truth.
"I saw you smiling at that girl ... and I ... got jealous." I whisper feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.
"You're cute when you blush, Belle. Oh, and I don't care about that girl." This makes me grow redder. "Here, I got these for you. Well, took, actually." He smiles sheepishly at me, before pulling his hand out from behind his back. In it, is a small bouquet of red roses. My favourite.
"You remembered." I whisper incredulously.
"I'll always remember what you love, Belle, because I love you." The first time he said 'I love you' to me! A giggle bursts out of my mouth.
"I love you too." This may be the second time I have said 'I love you' to someone, but this time, it feels right.
We both get locked in each others gaze. It's a while before I let out a deep breath.
"You can go now, the bartender is probably looking for us. And, well, I need a minute." I admit, smiling at him.
"Of course." He turns and walks away reluctantly, though. He gives me a sweet, almost shy, smile before he walks into the club.
As the tears begin to trail down my cheek, I form one coherent thought.
How could I believe he didn't love me?
http://i1323.photobucket.com/albums/u590/Hannah_Goss_Harris/FINISH_zps255821c0.jpg
Sorry for the long story. It just kind of flowed out.
Edit: Grammar :?
Assignment 1: color scheme
‘I can’t believe it, our first fight. He knows I’m sensitive about my parents, why would I want to spend the week with his parents when I haven’t even met them yet?’ Bailey was talking to herself, trying to figure out what to do. ‘What if they don’t like me? What if this whole week turns into a nightmare? I don’t think we’ve been together long enough yet, I think it’s too early to meet them. I’m not ready’ Saying all this to herself was making tears well up in her eyes, and she didn’t notice how long she had been walking. After arguing with Mitch, she went for a walk to clear her head. Now looking around, she was a little confused of exactly where she was. Looking around for a familiar landmark or building she spots a park, hidden behind some trees, almost out of sight. She decides to check it out, and approaching this park she finds a true hidden gem. This park is beautiful! Full of purple and cream colored flowers everywhere she looks. And in the middle of all the beauty of nature, sits a park bench, almost calling her name. She felt compelled to sit there and take a moment to herself.
She closes her eyes and in an instant all of the emotions of the day and the memory of her parents come flooding in. Seeing her mom again, as if she were here, felt right. She missed her so much, and thought of how much they would love Mitch and Anna too, and how anxious she would be for grandchildren of her own! Then the sadness of knowing her mom will not be a part of her life was heavy, almost a crushing pain. Bailey breathes in deeply, smelling all the flowers surrounding her. They were so beautiful, she’d have to bring Mitch here. Bailey opens her eyes to see Mitch walking up to her, smiling with his gorgeous blue eyes looking right at her.
Mitch sweeps Bailey right off that bench. Before she can utter ‘I’m sorry’, Mitch gazes into her eyes, holding her tight and says “I love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I’m with you. You are my everything, I need you. I love you. No fight is worth loosing you, if you’re not ready to meet my parents we can wait forever.”
“Oh, Mitch!! I love you too. I’m so sorry…” she's weeping now, Mitch gently wipes a tear off her perfect cheek, and kisses her forehead. “No need to be sorry darlin’. I know it’s soon, but everything feels so right with you. I loose sense of time next to you. Our relationship has been a blur of perfection and I want everyone to see how great you are. I want to show the world how beautiful you are, in and out.”
Looking up at Mitch, she can feel his heartbeat on her chest, and with every beat time seems to be moving slower and slower. “How did I find you? You are perfect, and I am so lucky. I love you more than words could tell.” She lays her head on his chest and they hold each other for what seems like eternity. She closes her eyes and she takes deep breaths again, almost in a trance. The warm feeling of being loved, the feel of his arms around her, the security she feels right now... she wants to remember this forever. She opens her eyes and sees the flowers again, the purples, the creams, realizing she is standing in this wonderful park, surrounded by the beauty of nature, she wants to remember this moment forever.
picture is clickable for larger size for judging or viewing!