Lol it's me..... ___________________________________ for the line then you type by Debby_Ryan on Fri Feb 03, 2012 10:32 pm Blahblah
Except finish the coding With the [/color]'sand [/u]'s and [/b]'s and the [/size]s and well only one [/b] and [/u] and [/size] so forget the plurals
Thanks Dolph! ___________________________________ by Kim_Nam_Gil on Tue Mar 13, 2012 7:00 pm Love this story!!
Chelsea's point of view: That was... SWEET. With all the boys that I've been with... Rick was... the SWEETEST. I would always cook lasagna for every guy I date. When I was with Adam, he would not eat the lasagna and would just throw it away in the nearby trashcan in front of me. When I was with Ken, he would refuse to eat it, but would courteously offer to cook one for me. I thought that was already sweet although it was still kinda insulting for me. But nothing still beats what Rick did. Isn't he THE BEST? That's why I love him so much. I spent the WHOLE night making the lasagna perfect. I let my mom taste it. "So? That's my 11th try." I sighed as I handed the spoon to my mom. "Hmmm. It got better. In fact, it tastes good." my mom nodded. "Yeees!" I beamed, "You know what's my secret ingredient?" "Love?" my mom smirked. "No! I added some sugar." I blushed. I carefully stuffed the lasagna inside a beautifully designed container. "All done!" I smiled. "Now, may I sleep?" my mother grumbled and gave out a yawn. I gave her a hug. "Thanks, Mom. I hope this goes well." I sat down on the chair and stared at the container. "Will he like this?" I sighed as I rested my head on the table. Unknowingly, I fell asleep. 5 hours later... "CHELSEA! Wake uuup!" my mother called out as she pinched my shoulder. "Ouch!" I yelped. I twisted my neck a bit, "Ooow! I think I have a stiff neck." "Just go get ready." my mother ordered as she pushed me to the bathroom. A few minutes later... "Breakfast is ready!" my mother called out. Then, the school bus honked. "No time for that!" I said as I ran downstairs and buttoned my blouse, "BYE!" "The lasagna!" my mother called out as she ran towards me. "Be careful!" I desperately said as she handed the container to me, "Bye!" The trip to school was kinda nerve-wrecking. Will Rick like this? I held out some digestion pills in case he vomits the lasagna out. I went inside the school and kept my head up in confidence. "He'll surely like thi-" Suddenly, a hand SNATCHED the lasagna and DROPPED it on the floor. I froze. l stared at the mess. Lasagna was everywhere. My night's hardwork... "WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?!" I shouted angrily as I turned around to glare at the culprit. Big curls welcomed me. Those red lips smirked. "Oh, I'm so sorry. It was an accident." I fumed. "That was OBVIOUSLY not an ACCIDENT!" I screamed as my heart felt heavy with the wasted lasagna. The girl smirked. She's making me so MAD. I charged at her but stopped as I was only an inch away. The girl, then, pouted and tears started flowing from her eyes. People surrounded us and started blaming me for making the pretty girl cry. I backed away. "I didn't even do anything." I gasped. People crowded over her and started comforting her. HUH?! I was the VICTIM here. Completely disgusted, I turned around. Suddenly, the girl overtook me. She stopped for a moment and whispered something to me which made her smirk again. She said... "You DESERVED it... ... SL*T."