This totally sucks! I downloaded the new internet explorer, and it is still making me do all this in stupid html mode:(...in other news, I started this little story before I went away and thought that I would add to it before posting a chap, but I decided to just post it as a prologue...another story, I must be out of my freaking mind! Well, I already knew that! In other news once more, I have started the new chap of smoke and mirrors...it is going slowly, but its coming! I've been quite busy the last forever it seems, what with christmas shopping, holidays, catching up, sleeping, lazy time, and having a job interview this morning...oh and my bro allan is home from uni and just had his wisdom teeth out...having him around makes it quite hard to find some spare time to write, but I will prevail! Anyway, I've crapped on enough as per usual...please read and review! Oh and if anybody has any advice on to how to get this into normal mode (you know, the normal simple mode thing you usually get when editing, not the html...anybody know what I'm on about?) please help me! It's a pain in the ass!
I do not own friends/actors/characters, but I do own the 21 jump street season 1 dvd! SQUEE! Yeah, my friend and I exchanged presents early this year and I have been trying to get my hands on the dvd for EVER! But in Aus, we dont have them yet...thankyou EBAY! I love Johnny!
Twenty six minutes after midnight struck, she found her hand banging relentlessly on the door, tears streaming down her cheeks. A muffled sob escaped her lips as the door went unanswered, and she banged harder.
The door went unanswered still and she let out a terrified cry as the figure approached.
"Please!" she screamed, her fingernails raking at the hard wood now. "Please!"
The second hand ticked over and the door opened.
Joey blinked a few times, sleep still blurring his vision. It finally cleared and a gasp left his lips as he looked down the hallway.
"Oh my god," was all he could utter before the sight overwhelmed him. He turned away, paused only for a moment, then rushed to grab the phone.
The figure slunk down the stairs, his footsteps silent.
