09 5 / 2013
lewis is 5ft 7” and im 6ft and im 15.
08 5 / 2013
i have a psychology mock exam tomorrow so im revising…until i see a new yogscast video
22 4 / 2013
MOBSCAST FAN FICTION I wanted to make this one a bit different to all the other fan fictions I have seen so I gave Zoey a more powerful role as mobster leader. Basically she is the sexy, cunning, villain who wants to get rid of Lalna, who is also a mobster leader. This is my first attempt at any fan fiction so I hope you enjoy it. I have only written one chapter so far because, I mean, it’s hard, haha. Hope you enjoy :)
She leaned back on her mahogany desk, a long cigarette holder in her blood red talon-like nails as her other hand supports her on the desk. She breathed in the tobacco, held her breath and slowly exhaled as she closed her eyes. The smoke from her mouth rose to the top of room, to create a blanket of grey mist. She unfolded her legs just to cross them again. Right over left, left over right. Her jet black boots pulled up her legs. Her legs are long and slim, she has perfect legs. She wore a short, skimpy shirt. The blouse just about covered her bust. Her slender arms, (which are normally crossed) bear a tribal band tattoo wrapped round her bicep. Her thick, long scarlet hair elegantly flowed down her back. The darkened tips of her hair stroked the bottom of her spine. Her eyes were a rich blue, mesmerising. This was Zoeya. Capo Di Tutti Capi.
There was a knock at the door.
“Come in.” Zoeya replied to the sound. She was expecting a visitor. She put out her cigarette on the wooden table, twisting and crushing it until it was reduced to just a stub. The door opened and Rythian walked in. Rythian was Zoeya’s consigliere. Her right hand man. He was dressed in a black suit, sharp-looking, well-fitted. Accompanied with his dark glasses and although his skin was masked with bruises and scars, he was very handsome and when he smiled, you could feel some sort of ‘magic’.
“What can I do for you?” Her voice warm and seductive, she turned around and walked around her wooden desk, dragging her crimson nails along the dark wood.
Rythian didn’t say anything. He threw down a piece of paper down on her desk. Zoeya glared at it, sat herself down in her large, leather chair and kicked her feet up on the table, Rythian mimicked her actions until he put his feet on her desk when she just looked at him. He slowly took his feet on the table and looked down, twiddling his thumbs. Zoeya picked up the paper and flattened it out. She looked at the torn, soggy piece of newsprint for quite a while, trying to wrap her head round what the black and white print read. This was The Owl Times. The biggest and most read newspaper in Yogville, probably because it was the only one. This newspaper was written by Lomadia and Nilesy. These two could get any story quicker than Zoeya could get someone whacked.
The Owl Times
Two more dead after mobster attack
Police find two more victims dead after brutal mobster attack this weekend. These two victims are known to be allies of The Lalna Family.
Zoeya suddenly slammed her hand on the desk, making Rythian almost jump out of his seat.
“WHAT IS THIS?!” She shouted, Rythian leant his head back, avoiding the spit zone. He opened his mouth to speak when Zoeya spoke again.
“I mean, we’ve done this a hundred times before, and never left a speck of evidence.” She said getting out of her seat. She began to pace back and forth. Her boots clapping against the wooden floor. She picked up the piece of paper again to continue.
We spoke exclusively with Lalna himself to get some more infomation.
That was all that as left.
“Where’s the rest of it?” she said, looking up at Rythian.
“Um..that’s all that I found.” Rythian replied, unsure whether what he says is the correct answer. He continued as he looked back down to his thumbs. “I found it in a puddle miss.” He was waiting for Zoeya to shout again, she was known to have a short temper.
“Well, I guess we should give this Lomadia and Nilesy a visit then.” She said, a grin growing on her face.