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(kay ) My eyes close a bit. "I...I really can't focus that well either.)
(what about cookies? Eh? Ehhh? )
Shh... It's a secret.
(^•^)>(*•^) *hugs! We'll be there for you all the time, alida!)
"Huh?" I clutch the rose and it instantly turns back into a shadow. It slips from my hands and returns to its position on the wall. My eyes turn...
I answered, Rebel.
"How?" I murmur, my eyes turning white as I concentrate on the shadow, until the stem turns bright green and the rose a dramatic crimson.
(yeah! We care! Lots of people care about you. )
"I think I'm getting used to it." I say, smiling and taking the shadow of a clock off the wall. It hovers around my hands and I focus on it,...
YES!!!
Ah, I thought it was drug related. silly me
You swipe your finger across the conversation, and press the delete button that pops up. And if you wuss out I'm taking away your title as Rebel...
And what is THAT supposed to mean, huh?
Yep! Do your worst.
"That was cool." I say, amazed at myself, and hop through a former window, the crunch of glass sounding under my shoes.
Or what Sal said. that works.
You know, like in the movies? The hands are in that weird steeple position.
"School? Fine..." I snort, hovering in the air, and jetting off to the school at lightning fast speed. I stop right in front of the front doors,...
Damn... tell me in a secret code! *snaps fingers* but not pig Latin. I suck at that. Ixnay
(bump? SERIOUSLY??? )