OK, folks, here goes! I'm Rosalind, SUGARandSPICE. And more sugar, come to think of it. And some caffeine….but you get the idea. Anyway, Tortall and all the characters there, with the exeption of a few, which are cameo appearance(thank you Ali, Patrick, and Mrs. Barone)by other victims of Ash and my craziness at school. Nothing related to Star Wars belongs to us either, and MOST of that is All Her Fault!
Oh, and we've have portrayed a few people not exactely as they are, i.e., not as smart, good looking, kind, or whatever else you want to think about, and humbly hope they'll forgive us. Sorry about that-Let the Craziness begin!
"Pierce the Pierce books!"
Lydia lowered her pillow to attempt cussing Liz out, and promptly received a wack in the head. Rosalind heard the comment, put down her book, and jumped into the fray. Emily and Bethanie looked up from their cards in momentary interest as this new update in the pillow fight, then went back to 'Speed.' (a/n-that's the card game, people!) Ashley was zoned out.
A flyaway pillow went smashing into Ash's reverie. "Hey! I was zoning out about Tamora Pierce!" She yelled, wamming the pillow every direction. That's when the green mist crept into the room.
Bethanie stared at the fog where the rest of the sleep over crazies had been, unconcious of Emily slapping down cards. "Speed!" she announced, and realized her partner was paying about as much attention as Roul in protocol class. She looked up in bafflement. "What'd I do?"