Recent content by Ivana Kalforovich

6/10 I think it's good but I don't like how the writing goes through the head or the transparency for the right face.

I'll take him if you want :) My general sized post is about two paragraphs but I always try and match what the other person/people have written. Summer x

Adriane : I should be able to start one today for them. :) Dave : Well, what's he like??

Okay. Do you want to start one?

Sounds good to me :) I like the sound of an off and on again relationship, the different schools getting in the way but then they reconnect again. How's that sound?? Ivana is the kind of person to randomly walk up to someone though.

Ivana held her face before smiling. Only Shaylah could bring out this side of the sweet girl, only Shaylah knew this side existed. It was the part of her Shaylah had put there, the only meanness she had. She took her hand away and smiled wider, not caring that the muscles hurt. "Well, it seems...

I can offer Tracey Cameron as a friend. She's in hufflepuff too and is very bubbly and bouncy.

Ivana wasn't scared when she was grabbed. All Shaylah could do was hurt her. She wouldn't risk anything that would get her in mega trouble and Ivana trusted that Shaylah remembered what kind of people her family was connected with. "Why shouldn't I? We've been friends for years and I barely know...

Ivana recoiled at Shaylah's words. For the first time in a while Ivana got angry. "What the hell did I ever do to you?" She yelled at the older girl. Ivana ran after her and stopped in front of her. "I did nothing. I was your friend and I defended you when people at home were being mean and this...

Ivana stopped, confused. "Wha...What do you mean?" Shaylah wouldn't dislike her for whatever Markov had done. Would she? They had been friends forever after all and Markov had always annoyed her. They had never fought before. The small girl, though not as small as Shaylah, noticed a red mark all...

Ivana watched as the rest of her family and friends disapperated before running after Shaylah. She didn't know what had happened between her and the rest of the group but she didn't really care. Shaylah was her best friend after all, this didn't matter to her. It shouldn't matter to Shaylah...

Memories of 2010? - Watching my very drunk bestie set of a burglary alarm by popping a balloon. - Attempting to skate in blades instead of quads. - MY AWESOME COUSINS BIRTH!!! - Passing all but one of my GCSE's - Being allowed to get rid of Further Maths and take Art instead - Watching the guys...

Granted but you have to spend your entire life there now. I wish the snow wasn't so cold.

Ivana shook her head. "No, the rat did nothing on. Be annoyed with the teacher. He's a nasty man, reminds me a lot of my dad." She smiled and placed her hands back in her lap. "Nice to meet you too. What year are you in?" She was surprised that the girl didn't recognise her, it was nice though...

I'm just going to write Seven normally.