Hello There curious reader! Enjoy reading about the serious (random) tales of scarborough and her friends. This is written by Hell :) and all characters belong to her.
*Scarborough runs over and tackles Hell out off her seat*
S- We're people too you fiend!
H-Arragh don't kill me I'm your creator
S- Well you did an awful job just look at me blue hair, Seriously?!!?
H- Holy Macaroni I've gone mad, I'm talking to my self
*Scarborough slaps Hell in walks off in an angry mood*
Thanks for reading this short play-movie, Hell was hurt in the making of this film-drama.
Enjoy the legend of scarborough!
(Da picture is of scarboroug and her friend Fayre)
Scarborough is sleepy so she will not be going to the fair tomorrow!!! (Get the pun!!!!)
So heres a quick explanation of this website and other things:
-I am scarborough but I am also Hell. Imagine me like a super otaku hero with my real life side (Scarborough)
-Scarborough is a cooler verison of me, cus' shes got blue hair 
-I have three worlds that I post on (should post on) and will post on them more in the time to come.
-This is like a biography of my life fictionized!
(Key- The adventures of Scarborough- fictional tales of my life, Our souls are singing- inspirational/inspiring web pageness, Fables- Totally fictional stories)
Get it, Got it, Got it, Get it!
New merlin episode this weekend, can't tell if I'm excited or not?
Best Word in the Word- Clearly its LoL
Sister of Scarborough
The little ten year sitting next to me doesn't really get the concept of "do your homework". My brain is dying listing to her moan about what story she sould write using the title "dangerous friendship". Guranted that's a pretty dull title she is taking AGES!!!
Friends of Scarborough
If you are interested in writing on this site please just ask me to add you as a guest poster. :)
I'm eating weetabix & cocopops with chopsticks :)
It doesn't work very well when the cocopops go soggy
It was a friday night and we were going to have a disco. I was travelling with my friends Fran and Dea. As my dads jeep drove up the highstreet we spotted aweful traffic ahead. It took us an hour to arrive.
I was dressed in a lacy black dress, a leather jacket and a pair of black boots. My electric blue hair was let down and I had painted my nails green. There were tons of boys at this disco and the temperature was humid. No one was really dancing just jumping and chatting. I could see my friend Fayre in the distance. Her neon green hair was let down and reached below her hips. She was wearing an aztec print black and pink strapless dress. Fayre spotted me and walked over cheerfully.
"Five,!" She said to me, "I got 5 numbers!" I smiled back but felt disappointed on the inside. I hadn't even been approached by a guy yet. Smiling she was lead away by a tall boy in a fez. (Fez???)
As the night went on I met most of my friends and all of them had atleast one new number on their phone. But still nobody had even looked twice at me. I felt like a wallflower as I lingered at the wall watching the slow dancers. All the couples were completly in time. Fayre and the boy in the Fez, Fran and an italian badboy, Dea and a blonde boy wearing hollister and Ellena with a red head in a tux. As I looked across the room I spotted Anja, all alone. Shyly I walked over at stood by her.
"Scarborough!" She exclaimed as she saw me. I pulled my signature face trying to cheer her up.
"Yep, Disco sucks right!" She grinned and nodded. As the coloured lights hit the corners of the rooms I started to feel better. Until He showed up. This is awefully mean of me but I was having fun until Anja was wisked away by a dark haired gentleman. Again I was left alone. So I went to the bathroom and cried.
And I cried....
Welcome to the legend of scarborough, and her friend fayre. Enjoy her tales of adventure romance and comedy! I hope!!!
