What the hell is flannel and why would anyone ever want to wear it? When I hear the word "flannel," the first thing that comes to mind is a plaid flannel button down shirt from the 90s. However it is so much more than that, and is so comfortable.
"Flannel is a soft woven fabric, of various fineness. It usually doesn't have a nap, and instead gains its softness through the loosely spun yarn it is woven from. It is commonly used to make clothing, bed sheets, and sleepwear." (source)
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The pants in this image are made of flannel. Check out this entire collection on Style.com (see the link above, under the image). There are some glorious knitted sweaters and stunning leather skirts and dresses. The colors of the leather (of course Hermes is a well known name for luxurious leather goods) are divinely earthy and look soft, supple, and flowing on the body.
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song: Underdog by The Jonas Brothers Three hours later we are back at our lockers, putting our books away for lunch. "I am so excited for food!" She slammed her locker and grabbed my arm with one hand and with the other closed my locker too. "Come on girly!" I laughed at her and followed her to our usual table. "Oh my Jonas!" She exclaimed and I laughed at her choice of words, again. I will never be used to them being rock stars. "Do I look okay?" She asked trying desperately to fix her hair. I pushed her hands away and fluffed her hair and straightened her shirt. "You look great, what's the occasion?" I asked, even though I knew perfectly well what it was, Mark. Mark Devinport. Her main crush, besides the boys of course. He I what I would call a cute geek, kind of like Clark Kent. Take away the flannel and glasses and you get majorly cute SuperMark. She has liked him since, as she tells me, "The first time I saw him, we locked eyes and I knew it was love, that was the 1st grade." In his eyes, she is like a little annoying sister. Mark is a Junior and is head of heels for the captain of the cheerleading squad. Why? I have no idea. Meagen, the cheerleader, only acknowledges him to diss him, or embarrass him, but he still 'loves' her. "Mark." Carrie said, all giggly. I roll my eyes at her. We walk over to the table, just as Daniel is sitting down. "Mark!" I make fun. She glared at me and I put my hands up in defense. "You should forget about Mark and like Daniel." "DANIEL!?" She shrieks. I shush her, "Daniel and you would look cute, besides he actually likes you." Daniel Ross, a total nerd but doesn't look it. He is really smart and talks like it, that is why he is part of our little group. That and he actually has a heart, unlike the populars. Dan likes Carrie, A LOT. I can tell in his eyes, and the way he gets all nervous around her. "Puhlease! Dan is so," She shrugged. She can never say anything mean about anyone. "He's nice but I don't like him at that." "Okay, if you say so." I said sitting down. She smiled at me, "Thanks" I took out my lunch as the last member of our group sat down. Elsie Yates. A very pretty girl, but she is a complete geek. She talks very quietly and sometimes if she wasn't a geek I think she would be goth or emo. "Elsie! Hey!" Carrie said, being her happy self. Elsie took a deep breath and slightly smiled at us, "hi. What's todays topic?" Every day at lunch we have a new topic to discus. You might think its weird, but its actually fun. It we didn't have ''The Topic" the table would be quiet and awkward. As usual Carrie took the lead, "Jonas brothers!" Everyone groaned. "Oh, come one guys, we haven't talked about them in like a month and I have some awesome news!" she pleaded. "Okay, Carrie, we'll discus the Jonas boys-" She cut me off "ANN! its Jonas BROTHERS!" "Sorry, what was your news?" She smiled huge and looked seriously at everyone. It took everything I had not to laugh at her. "They are coming to springfield! And I got 3 tickets, I thought we three girls could go! I would invite you boys, but I doubt you would want to go." I started at her, as everyone else just groaned. They were coming and I would see them. I can't no! I started breathing heavily. They looked at me with worry. "Are you okay Ann?" I heard her ask but i couldn't speak. I opened my mouth but no sound came out so I shut it again. I looked around the table then back at Carrie. I swallowed. "Ann?" Mark looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "Don't tell me you like them too?" he and Dan laughed. Their laughter soon stopped when Carrie sent them glares. "I, uh, can't go! I uh, have to work! yeah, have to work. I got to go!" with that I got up and ran out. I heard Carrie calling but I kept running. I ran into the girls bathroom and looked myself in. They are coming here, what if I see them, or worse they see me? I didn't have time to think because someone started pounding on the door. "Ann? Ann are you alright? Do I need to call the so-" I opened the door cutting the person of. Great, it was the principle. I smiled and answered. "No sir, just, uh need the bathroom. Sorry for running." He looked at me suspiciously then shook his head. "Okay, get your stuff and head to class." He walked away and the bell rang. I grabbed my stuff from my locker and walked quickly to my next class. I sat next to Elsie, who looked at me weirdly then went back to studying. I sent her a note even though she hated when I did that, it 'ruins my deep concentration.' as she says. R U Going to JB? I passed it to her. She rolled her eyes then replied Yeah, U? r u ok? I read it then took a breath and replied. No, yeah im fine I passed it to her and when she read it she looked at me with a questioning face. The teacher started talking so she shoved the note in her bag, shrugged her shoulders at me, and listened to the teacher.
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Justin's Pov:I saw a perfectly perched house on an incline .A brown haired boy with a turned hat and a flannel shirt was placed upon the bottom steps of the porch.While a black haired girl had the look of sadness surronding her eyes. I walked up behind the silver car . I dropped and crawled under it.She talked quietly to him. His head moved up and down showing signs of agreement.He then gripped her hands and gave her a hug not wanting to let go .I felt fumes of jealousy burn through me.Her eyes became to let loose of tears that splashed into his shirt.She realessed herself from his grip .He looked at her and then popped out his phone.A tiny smile replaced her tears that were running down her cheeks.He hugged her one last time whispering to her.Then he slowly began to make his way down the street occasionally glancing back.She dissapeared into her house. I carefully crawled from under the car using the handle for help. I dragged my feet along to the door. While many questions were slithering through my mind . Who was he? What were they?Does she love him? Am I just her friend or is there more?I let my hand form a fist and collide with the door.End Pov. Selena's Pov:I felt tears still slide down my cheeks as I grasped the door knob.I turned it letting the door fly open halfway.Justin stood there with a look of wonder in his eyes but they quickly changed into happiness that grew with his smile.A smile crawled through my face.I surronded him with my arms .I could felt his hand move and grab mine . He lead me through the door and then through the barrain backyard to the pebble filled path. Thoughts of me and Justin were soon etched out letting thoughts of Chaz replace them.The words that had escaped his mouth . Was intertwined in my brain never letting them fall out of sight, *Flasback* Selena-May you be my new neighbor? Chaz-Yes I may .*Sitting down on the steps*May I ask you a question? Selena-Yes you may sir*sits down beside him* Chaz-*Chuckles*Selena how long have you lived here? Selena -*Her smile dissapears*I-I don't know . Chaz-Where did you live before here? Selena-*Stands up*Chaz I have to go . Chaz-Selena*stands up*don't leave just answer . Selena-Chaz I need to go . Chaz-*Hugs her **whispers*You don't need to leave anywhere .You don't need to make any excuses . It will be fine you Oklahoman barbie. Selena-Sommers I don't want to talk about it. Chaz- Selena I just want you to know I've missed you so much. Selena-*Tears run down her cheeks*I've missed you to. Chaz- Why couldn't you stay .*tears up* Selena-*Pulls out of the hug*Chaz you know that I couldn't stay.If I did my parents would have been taken away. Chaz-You could have stayed with me .*tears go down his cheeks* Selena-*Looks up at him*Don't cry .*wipes his tears away* Chaz-Selena you didn't keep to your word.You never came back. Selena-Chaz you know I would have .But I'm in California , thats Oklahoma.I wanted to but couldn't .Do you understand? Chaz-*Nods his head*Yah I do .*flips his phone up*Maybe this time we can still talk. Selena-*Smiles*types her number*Bye Chaz.. Chaz-*Hugs her **whispers*You'll still be an Oklahoman barbie. Selena-*Smiles tears still spilling down her cheeks* Chaz-*Lets go * I'll see you soon.*walks down the street*
NEW SERIES! "Five, Six, Seven, Eight--" Selena turned on her heel and did a series of perfect dance moves. "Stop! Stop!" Selena groaned and faced her dance instructor. "Christo, I--" Christo lifted his hand, stopping her. "I don't want to hear it. It has to be PERFECT! You can't go onstage and dance badly," "But--!" "No buts," Christo said. "You aren't leaving until you get this dance down perfectly," he told her. Christo shoved Selena back to the center of the dance floor. Sighing, Selena pushed her bangs out of her face. "Now go again!" Christo said demandingly. Four hours and three black coffees later, Selena had just walked into her apartment. She looked at the clock: 4:30 AM By the time she had taken a bath and got ready for bed, it was already five thirty. Selena climbed into her bed. With only about two hours of sleep, Selena was drowsy when her alarm woke her up at seven. Time to get ready for work. She dressed casually; skinny jeans and a blue/purple flannel shirt. She laced on her black Chuck Taylors and grabbed her car keys. Selena drove to Starbucks to get a quick breakfast. As she walked in, her early-bird friend Taylor looked up from her TeenVogue magazine. "Lena!" Taylor greeted. She punched in Selena's usual order. "Hey Tay," Selena said tiredly. Taylor walked around the cashier counter to look at her friend. "Selena Marie, what time did you get in last night?" "Correction," Selena yawned. "This morning. Christo didn't let me go until four o'clock. I didn't actual get to sleep until about five." Taylor gasped. "Sel, he can't keep making you stay so late. You have an early morning job, and then dance. That's all you do! And then maybe five minutes that you spend with your boyfriend. Which is literally five minutes," Taylor got Selena's usual coffee and cinnamon strudel muffin. Selena took a sip of her caramel cappuccino. Her eye-lids drooped as she sat at her table. Taylor snapped her fingers in Selena's face. Selena's eyes flashed open again. "Selena, you don't even like dancing," Taylor said. "So why are you doing it?" Selena stood up from the table and took a bite of her muffin. "Tay, you know I have to dance if I want to stay in New York. I wouldn't even be here if not for my parents paying for everything. They'll only pay if I dance," "That doesn't even make sense!" Taylor scoffed. "I know," Selena sighed. She gave Taylor five bucks to pay for her coffee and muffin. "I'll see you later," she went back out to her car and drove to work. As she walked into the New York Library, the library owner walked up to her. "Late, Ms. Gomez! Again," "I know, I'm sorry," Selena apologized sheepishly. "Don't let it happen again," the portly man said and then walked away. Selena brushed her hand through her wavy brown hair and walked over to a desk. She set her coffee down and looked at the long list of things she had to do. ~~ This is a mini-series! :D What do you think?
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