Persuasive Speech : ' Bye Babe '

We wake up at 8 a.m. and head to the airport, as soon as we get there we get on a plane for three and a half hours. It is 9 a.m. when we arrive, I notice that we live in one of the main parts of California, LA. Luckily it's only Friday and I don't have to start school until Monday. So on saturday I wake up and decide to go out for coffee by myself. As I am walking I receive a text from my mom and at that moment I bump into someone and fall. I get up and and see a cute guy standing in front of me, I go to say sorry but he speaks first “Watch where you're going!” He exclaimed as he walked away. I didn't even bother to stop for coffee I wasn't in the mood after that unfriendly

I am sure that everyone of you have heard about aliens and UFOs. Indeed, we all have heard about the famous case of aliens and UFOs in Roswell, New Mexico. Most people might be interested in the topic of aliens, but I know that the majority of you just think of it as rumours and the existence of them are impossible. Therefore, I am standing here in front all of you to make you change your perspective. I am strongly confident that I have found the evidence of their real existence to convince all of you.

"ya hi i'm Nathan" look around for Amber "listen i got to go" Rogers stop me " look dude my team needs more players and you seem like a good fit i mean man you got the ladies drooling all over you " "ya man whatever i got to go talk to you later " i just got away from the guys but i lost Amber DAM IT i looked around campus and found her on the steps of the huge ass library i'm mean it so big .

When the door reopens the coach, principal, and what looks like a high school student enters the room. The principal says, “This is Selmy and she’s a new student and I expect all of you to show her how good of a school we have.” After that the principal leaves, coach shows the new girl where she’ll be sitting, and what she’ll need for this class. Now to myself I think: “She don’t needa waste her money cuz we dont do nothing in here anyway.” As the class comes to an end I notice that the girl never said anything to anyone and she never made eye-contact, she just looked down at her desk the entire time. It was time for us to change classes, so I tapped her on her shoulder and said, “We have math

I go with Froggy and we chill on his couch drinking Dr. Pepper. We talk about how Celia asked me to the dance and how I gotta pick her up early to go. Then, Froggy says he is thinking about going to the dance too. He tells me that he talked to this girl Monica who he has been crushing on since third grade and figured out she likes him too so he asked if she wanted to go to the dance and she said yes.

I wake up. Adrian’s not in the bed anymore. I check the time and realize that he’s not in the bed and is already on his way to school, which I should be too. I immediately rush to get ready and grab a granola bar to fill in for breakfast. I think about how lucky I am to live so close to the school as I bolt down the street. As soon as I step into the school gates, I don’t see anyone walking around out front besides one sophomore. I walk up to him with intentions to ask if the bell rang, but he immediately starts panicking and tells me to leave him alone and shoves money in my face. He runs away, scared as ever. Sometimes I hate being perceived as the “bad boy,” but also other times it pays off. I don’t like talking to people, but if I need to, they won’t let me. I quickly spring out of my thoughts back into reality and start to head to class. As soon as I get to my locker, a boy who’s taller than me with curly brown hair styled into a wavy fringe approaches,

As they walk into class everybody turns, and stares at them. “What are you little bitches looking at?“ My teacher starts saying “Anna I will not toler-” “Oh shut up. You can’t seem to tolerate anything.” I reply. “Later losers, I decided I don’t feel up to learning from a dumb ass” I add. “Anna Seriously don’t act like this.” Alice says. “Well how would you like me to act then, since you’re just the boss of everybody.” “OMG!!!! Then just leave, I don’t flipping care what you do with yourself anymore” She yells at me. Just as I start to say something rude and profound back at her, the superintendent speaks through the microphone. “Anna, please come down to my office” “Later Alice” I say

“I think I’ll be fine,” I said throwing off his arm and walking back through the crowd of chattering students. I wanted to get as much distance from him as I could possibly get. The pervert was probably hitting on me, ironically the stereotyper was just like every other gym coach/P.E. teacher stereotype. Ugh, I could still feel the warmth where his arm touched. You know it's funny, at the beginning of this year I used to think he was kind of hot. But now, I just found him repulsive, sickening. And what was even funnier, was that after just a few mere hours of being a gorgeous woman my brain was already starting to change. Gaining new perspective, calming down. Wow, this body was clearly fixing the chemicals in

I’d wake up ready for a good day and few people would make an effort to talk to me, I felt alone and I didn’t know how to fix it. Then there was that guy…. Every morning he sat across the cafeteria and stared at me with those dark piercing eyes. It should have creeped me out, but I don’t know why it interested me so much, maybe because he was the only person who seemed to give me any attention at all. The third week of school I decided enough was enough, I was going to go talk to this guy. I wanted to know what about me made me worth staring at. When I got to school that morning I went straight to where he stands leaning against the wall, but he wasn’t there. I stopped and looked around and felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see him looking down at me, he wasn’t smiling, he didn’t seem to have any emotion on his face whatsoever. I was caught off guard by him standing so close to me. “um, hi.” I murmured. His lip twitched into a smirk. “Hi.” He responded and continued to stare at me with a lack of emotion. “I’m…. I”m Rose.” I managed to stutter out, I don’t know what about this boy made me so nervous. He seemed to mule over my name when I gave it to him. “Rose? Cute.” I could feel my cheeks grow warm at his compliment. “Oh thanks. I don’t like it much, I don’t think it matches my personality very much, plus people tell me that it’s a boys name although it’s clearly a unise name.” I rambled. He cocked his head to the side. “I think it’s a lovely name, I’m Daniel.” The bell started to ring and i adjusted my bag on my shoulder. “Well i guess i need to get to class now.” I said. I turned to start to my class and he grabbed my hand. “Skip with me.” he said as though it wasn’t a big deal. I had never skipped a class before, I had never intentionally done anything bad at school before. I stared at him for a moment and then pulled my hand away. “I…. I really can’t. I have a test today. I have to go.” I ran off to

i look at the clock and it’s si in the morning. I'm to awake to go back to bed and i remember the breakfast buffet opens at 5 so i decide to take a stroll down there. as i was walking through the hallways it became apparent that everyone as asleep. i was actually grateful for that since i hadn’t done my hair or makeup yet. i walk into the buffet and grab a plate of pancakes and bacon. as I'm reading my book (yes I'm reading again, i know, what a shocker). i hear the door open and I'm praying it is one of my brothers coming to look for me. i peek up and it’s him. as soon as he sees me he stops in his tracks. “what never seen a girl without makeup on?” i finally say. “no, i’ve never seen someone so beautiful at six am” he responds. i roll my eyes. “what?” he says a little confused. “you don’t have to pretend to like me and you can stop following me around. you’re like the perfect guy and there are many pretty girls around here that would love a one night stand.” i realized a little to late that i shouldn’t of said that last part. he parts his lips into a small smile and starts to laugh. so gasping for air laughing but giggle a little. “do you think that’s all i want?” he asked still a little amused. “well yah that’s what all guys your age want” i responded blushing a little at this point. “i like you because you can see everything that i try to cover up behind my eyes, you see the sorrow behind smile, you can see my

When we got to the grass I sat down on the grass looking around and playing with my fingers. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder and my heart started beating quickly again, I turned quickly wondering who it is. I see a girl from my class and said, “are you new to the school?” I felt my heart pacing and started to sweat a bit, I said quickly, “um, yeah, I'm new here.” She seemed like a nice girl, but my heart didn't stop pacing quickly. Then, the teacher came and told us to be quiet.

I turned around to find a boy, obviously greaser, handing me a note. "For me?" I whispered, trying hard not to get caught by the teacher. He nodded and then went back to doodling in his notebook. When I opened the note; which read "Would you like to hang out tonight?" I couldn't believe this random stranger was asking me out even though he was really hot. I wrote "No, I don't even know you." I handed it back and then was given it back, only a minute later. He wrote "You didn't seem to mind when I whistled at you earlier." I immediatley looked back at him and asked "That was you?!?" He chuckled and nodded," So want to hang out tonight?" I looked at him in disbelief, I mean this boy had nerve. "Nope." I said turning back to my homework, even though I knew this would not be the last time I see this

So, what were you go to say?" I say sticking my tongue out at Asa, "Oh, well I was wondering if you wanted to go eat lunch with me later today..." Jake says on the other line. Asa starts to pace around annoyed. I give Asa a look and he sits down, "Yeah! What time?" I say Asa listening closely, "How about 12:00?" Jake says, "Ok! See you then!" I say before hanging up the phone, "Who was that?" Asa says biting his lip nervously, "That was Jake." I say raising an eyebrow, "He asked me to lunch today." Asa looks down, "Oh..." I lay back on my bed, "So you wanna watch some Harry Potter?" Asa says holding up the box of DVD's, "Sure, just put one in while I find something to wear." I say getting up and walking towards my closet. I grab a nice black crop top, some boots, and my jacket. I go to the bathroom and change into the crop top. When I get back to my room Asa is arguing with his mom on the phone, like always, "Mom! Where am I supposed to stay??" he says loudly into his phone. I sit at my mirror and start to fix up my makeup while Asa and his mom babble on and on. He hangs up and sighs, "Ughhhh, my mom kicked me out, she has some date and she doesn't want me to be home alone." He rolls his eyes, "You can stay here

For example, using a leftover coffee can for loose nails or screws, or even washing and reusing a plastic zip-loc bag instead of throwing it in the garbage. Thrift shopping is a way of reusing someone else’s unwanted goods. As I spoke about in an earlier speech about thrifting, I included many locations and ways to thrift, also the benefits to the shopper and the donator. One place in particular was shopping at the local boys and girls club. I personally shop there, keeping my eyes open for a good deal. For example, the pair of jeans that I am wearing today was purchased from this store just a few months ago. I paid only $8.00 for this pair of Lucky Jeans and according to buckle.com, a retailer for lucky jeans the retail price is $99.00 that is a savings to me of $91.00.I am not the type to worry about name brands, but quality usually does cost more. If I can get a quality pair of jeans at a fraction on the price, I am glad to shop at the thrift store. I am thankful to the person that made the donation of the lucky jeans and they can benefit from that donation. According to the IRS webpage, IRS. Gov it explains that an individual can donate items like clothing, household furniture and furnishings, a car or boat, even taxidermy. The donations are appraised, by the donator, and recorded. At the time of filing taxes if the donation equals at least $500 for the year, the donator may take advantage of the

“First off, it’s not a date. Secondly, turn it down a notch,” I said slightly embarrassed. We both laughed as we walked to class.