Notice: This story was written by my twin-sister, Annie. To her request, I have put it up here.
Julia was staring into space.
No, not at anything, just... staring.
Eventually she rolled onto her side and gave a pathetic groan. She huffed a strand of blond hair out of her eyes and stared more.
"Hello, Julia."
Julia sat up stock straight. "Lovely cheeses of French Guienea Pigs!! Who-- who... Ellio."
Elliot stood, scratching his head. Then, blushing, he held out a bouquet of flowers. "I- I got these for you."
Julia stared, mouth agape. A sliver of drool trickled down her chin. "Ah... Ooohhmmm... ?"
Elliot's eyes flickered around, and a befuddled smile haunting his lips. "Uh... take them."
Julia suddenly snapped up and grabbed the flowers. Then she plunged her head in and chewed petals, thorns, and stems savagely.
"Ju--Julia!!! Not again!"
Julia's head popped out. "Owweee..." she moaned. Her lip was bleeding from being pricked by thorns. "I need to go to the ER!!" she screamed.
Elliot smiled akwardly and patted her shoulder. "No, you don't. It'll just be... ouchy for a while."
Julia suddenly started wacking herself with a piece of driftwood until she fell unconcious, then started to roll down the hill, toward the ocean. Elliot heard a splash.
He sighed. "But now you do."