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"He can handle himself." I arch an eyebrow, smiling.
Accepted
"Huh. Thanks." I say, surprised, and smile lightly.
(nope! Join!)
"Ah… nothing really…" I say, arching an eyebrow.
I sigh, looking down. "You're right."
"Actually...?" I trail off, guiltily biting my lip "Yes."
Hey! What did I say?! no chatting on my thread! Seriously guys!
"And I already said, I'm not doing anything." I snap,
Why thank you. oh no, It takes practice to fail like that.
you know what I realized? THIS IS BLOOD ON THE ICE ALL OVER AGAIN! I shall not allow history to repeat itself. I'll make a discussion thread...
*poets not ports
*snaps fingers like ports do*
that's mean! Imani : *kicks James in the crotch because he's too tall for her to reach his face*
Mr Hall: *Knocks out James with how awesome he is while the girls gush over him*
masochist.
*slaps James* NU. Pepper spray somebody else's fictional characters!
Mr. Hall's young! And Persephone's almost a senior
The next day, I walked to school. Jade was beside me, walking in her knee-high converse, listening to her iPod and belting out a BOTDF song, not...
(ANYWAYS! Let's talk about other stuff while I try to update)