Dating Dungbombs
Review Answers:
Thank you everyone for reviewing! It was greatly appreciated! Also, I can now accept anonymous reviews, so feel free to post. Thanks to: dr_nick290103 for reviewing to my email. To Twilight22 who said that Ashlee should be included more; she'll be narrating the chapter this time! Yay! To Wandless who said that she should be with Harry; stuff you, I'll do whatever I want. To Slytherin's-Dark-Angel, thanks for the advice ... Maybe I might include the peanut and punch-buggy line in maybe the next few chapters. But not in this one ... sorry! To MMEE: Sorry, I can't tell you who I am. Thank you Kirilly for the comment!
What Happened In The Last Chapter?
Well, here's a quick summary: Butterbeer. Harry likes Lara. Lara possibly POSSIBLY likes Draco - er - Malfoy. Ashlee MIGHT like Harry. Karla becomes loud yet again. Rachel eats too many humbugs. Linda thinks food is good. Louise falls deeper in love with Malfoy. Courtney gets Goyle as Transfiguration partner.
This chapter:
Ashlee's PoV. Transfiguration and Charms classes, butterbeer, triangle, a new house elf and discoveries ...
A/N: Hope you enjoy this chapter! Since there is a new character being introduced, the chapter is longer (I'm still not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing). And ... DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW! Please Note: I'm not sure about the whole 'triangle' thing. It's not point blank obvious in this chapter. I'll make it more obvious in the next chapter!
~~Blue - Author of Dating Dungbombs, believers of awkward love triangles, believer of that boys have cooties and reviewer of self.
Also: You know the drill. I don't own Harry Potter, blah, blah, blah, I'm not J.K. Rowling, blah, blah, blah, Nor am I affiliated with J.K. Rowling, blah, blah, blah. So no weird emails thanks.
Chapter 3 - Ashlee's PoV - Something Stinkie ...
I woke up to a clattering. I got up and looked around - everyone else was asleep. Then what was that sound? I opened the window and stuck my head out. It was a sunny day and some people were already up. I saw the giant squid lazily spreading out its tentacles on the surface of the lake. Then again, it looked kind of drunk ...
"Excuse me." a voice said behind me. I jumped and turned around.
It was a house elf. Phew. The house elf was a girl and wore a ragged little bathrobe. I held my nose - the house elf smelled really bad.
"Hi." I replied to the elf with a squeaky voice.
"Many apologies for my horrendous smell." she said meekly.
"That's ok." I replied with a still squeaky voice. The elf started crying. "No! Please, don't cry! Please don't wake up everyone else!" I said quickly.
"Stinkie is sorry - Stinkie just loses Stinkie's emotions when Stinkie is grateful!" Stinkie said.
"Your name is Stinkie?" I asked. No wonder...
"Yes, I is Stinkie." Stinkie replied. "Stinkie just came in to clean up a mess. Somebody stashed mint humbugs under their beds and the wolfroaches are about to start crawling to get them..."
"Wolfroaches?" I asked, amazed.
"Wolfroaches are more advanced than muggle cockroaches." Stinkie explained patiently. Then she started crying again. What is with this elf? "Stinkie is sorry! Stinkie should have never corrected Miss Hillary!"
"How did you know my name?" I asked.
"Stinkie...Stinkie..." Stinkie sobbed. She got up and immediately started bashing her head against my bed post.
"Stinkie!" I cried. "No! Stinkie, stop!"
"Stinkie must punish Stinkie!" Stinkie said.
"STOP!" I screamed and pulled her away. "Now, how do you know my name?"
"Stinkie only wanted to learn." Stinkie cried. "Stinkie started reading homework and found that Stinkie could only pronounce 'Ashlee Hillary' through the entire work. I just wanted to learn!"
"What the heck?!" somebody else said. I turned around. It was another house elf! "Blinking blood lollipops! Stinkie - get back to the kitchens!"
"Who are you?" I asked this new house elf.
"Miss...My name is Dinkie. I am sorry for intruding, but Stinkie is supposed to be cooking the bacon today!"
"Stinkie is sorry, Dinkie." Stinkie replied quietly. "One million apologies to you, Miss Hillary, for intruding as well. Goodbye and thank you for your kindness..." with that, Stinkie and Dinkie just disappeared into thin air after clicking their fingers.
"What was that all about?" Somebody said. This time, it was only Linda. "I heard a lot of screaming and stuff."
"Psychotic house elves." I mumbled in response.
"Psychotic house elves?" Linda repeated slowly.
"Long story cut short - Rachel's been sneaking the mint humbugs again and someone decided to clean it up."
"Oh." Linda said, clearly not getting what I was saying. "Well, I'm getting up now."
I got changed into my robes and opened the door to be greeted with Harry getting out of his dormitory.
"Good morning." I smiled.
"Hi." he returned the smile. Then he grimaced. "Is Lara in there?"
"Yep." I answered. "LARA!"
"What?" a frizzy haired monster replied sleepily.
"Harry wants to talk to you." I replied with a smug smile.
"Tell him to fu-"
"That's nice, Lara." I cut off.
"Let's go to breakfast." Harry suggested glumly and headed to the portrait hole with me following.
When we got to the Great Hall, the food was already out.
"Ooh... Bacon." I grinned as I sat down and started piling my plate.
"That's nice." Harry replied absent-mindedly. "Does Lara like butterbeer?"
"No."
"Mint humbugs?"
"No."
"Sugar Quills?"
"The sugar bit - yes."
"Oh." Harry looked hopeless.
"What's so fascinating about her, anyway?" I asked as I got more bacon.
"She's just ..." Harry began, but stopped. "You wouldn't want to know."
"Then why would I ask?" I asked.
"Good point." Harry replied.
"Well?" I cut up the eggs on my plate.
"She's like a puzzle that I have to solve." Harry replied, his eyes misting over. "Lara's all these different pieces that I want to put back together."
"Harry..." I shook my head mentally. This guy was going to end up being tomorrow night's dinner if he ever told Lara that. "Lara's not a puzzle. She's a black hole. She could possibly be the only person on Earth that has nothing but a black wardrobe. She's anything but a puzzle. She's an endless maze that just gets more complicated every time you try to solve it and find a way out."
"Don't you think that's a bit harsh?" Harry asked questionably.
"No." I found myself saying.
"OK."
We continued eating in silence when Rachel came down.
"Hey." Rachel said, sitting down next to me. "Pass me the eggs - I'm hungry."
"Why can't you do it yourself?" I asked.
"Because, I - I -" Rachel struggled. "Never mind..." she grumbled then got her eggs.
"I've got the weirdest feeling that she's got a big ego." Harry whispered to me.
"You've got no idea ..." I replied.
"HI EVERYBODY!" a familiar loud voice proclaimed. Again, the Great Hall stopped breakfast to watch a little red head walk down towards the Gryffindor table. "How are you today?" Karla asked a complete stranger.
"Good." they said, a little bit scared.
"That's good!" Karla smiled then skipped the way to where we were sitting. "Good morning, Ashlee! Good morning, Rachel! Good morning..."
"My name's Harry." Harry introduced.
"Good morning, Harry!" Karla completed her sentence.
"Sorry, but you bear a striking resemblence to my best friend's little sister."
"Really?" Karla asked with a big grin. "Well, that's certainly interesting!"
A little while later, Linda came down.
"Hi." she said as she sat down.
"Hi, my name's Harry." Harry said.
"Huh?" Linda asked.
"My name's Harry." Harry repeated.
"You blame Barry?" Linda asked. "Who's Barry? And what did he do?"
"Linda's got a bit of a hearing problem." I explained quietly to Harry.
"Is it serious?" Harry asked.
"No, actually." I replied. "However, it is bad enough to confuse normal words."
"Oh."
Courtney, Lara and Louise came down just as the bell rang.
"What classes are there?" Louise asked.
"Transfiguration, Charms and Herbology." I replied.
"Fun!" Lara said sarcastically.
~~~Transfiguration~~~
"Now assemble back into your partners." Professor McGonagoll said.
"Do we have to?" Courtney and Rachel asked at the same time.
"Miss Hall and Miss Gilding, you shall remain with Mr Crabbe and Mr Goyle."
"Damn." Courtney muttered.
"Why do we need partners anyway?" Rachel grumbled.
"Because, Miss Gilding," Professor McGonagoll snapped, "you will have to partner because the work requires partner work and I don't want two girls running around the school like headless muggles."
"Sorry, Professor."
I found Harry. Professor McGonagoll gave us several items. She told us that we should transfigure them into anything that we want. Harry got out his wand and poked it at a quill. It turned into a sugar quill. He picked it up and brought it over to Lara. I decided not to proceed.
I saw Harry talking to Malfoy, who then started insulting him by the looks of it. Lara looked impressed. Harry looked crushed then asked Lara something. She ignored him. Malfoy gestured to a fake dog that they had on the table. He said something that I couldn't hear. Harry reached out his hand and touched the dog which immediately bit his hand.
"OW!" Harry yelled, and immediately started hopping around on the spot. Lara started laughing hysterically.
"Mr Potter!" Professor McGonagoll snapped. "Mr Malfoy! Miss Fathersome! What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Lara replied as innocently as she could.
"Well, I'd rather you'd be doing something than nothing!" Professor McGonagoll barked.
"Yes, Professor."
~~Charms~~
The bell rang at the end of Transfiguration, and we all packed up and headed for the Charms classrooms.
"Welcome back, everyone!" a tiny teacher said. "For those who don't already know, my name is Professor Flitwick, and I am the Charms teacher. Let's start with some revision work. Pair up with somebody. Anybody that you like."
Harry immediately ran to Lara, who rejected him and started talking to Malfoy. I wondered when the heck he was going to give up on her.
Elizabeth ran halfway across the room to Harry, who rejected her and started talking to me.
"Partner?" he asked me half-heartedly. Then he started whispering. "I don't like Elizabeth."
"Of course." I replied. "Sorry, Lizzie, but you'll need to find another partner."
Once we were paired, we started charming things to go zooming everywhere around the room. I charmed a pillow to hit Courtney in the back of the head. She retaliated by charming a pillow my way, but I ducked and it hit Linda in the face. Linda looked offended and charmed another pillow but it hit Louise in the stomach. Louise turned around trying to find Linda, but instead saw what seemed to be Malfoy laughing with Lara. Out of control, Louise 'accidentally' charmed a paperweight instead of a pillow at Malfoy's gelled head. It knocked him right down, with Louise not realizing what she had done for a few seconds.
"What the...?" Malfoy yelled, rubbing the back of his head.
"Are you OK?" Lara asked.
"Yeah...but my head kind of..." and before he could finish his sentence, Malfoy fainted onto the floor.
"Mr Malfoy!" Professor Flitwick said. "Are you OK, Mr Malfoy?"
Silence. Harry started laughing.
"Mr Potter!" Professor Flitwick scolded. "How would you like to be unconscious on the floor?"
"Not much, Professor Flitwick." Harry replied.
"Now, who will take Mr Malfoy to the Hospital Wing?" Flitwick asked. Lara put up her hand immediately. Seeing this, Harry put up his hand. "Now all of a sudden you like Mr Malfoy, eh, Mr Potter?"
"Erm... yes?" Harry asked, hoping that this was the right answer.
"Well, I'm only sending one, so how about Miss Fathersome?"
"OK." Harry agreed sulkily.
I don't get it. Guys are so dumb. They'll do almost anything to get a girl's attention.
~~Lunch~~
Lunch! My favourite part of the day! (Aside from breakfast and dinner).
"Hey, what happened to Malfoy in the end?" I asked Lara.
"He got pretty hard." Lara replied, not showing any emotion as usual. "We just don't know who did it though."
"Please don't tell me he's dead!" Louise screeched, crying hysterically into Courtney's shoulder. "I could never live with the guilt! Please no!!"
"Louise!" Linda shouted. "Didn't you hear Lara? Or were you too busy drying your eyeballs?"
"Huh?" Louise dried her eyes with her napkin.
"He's OK." Linda replied. "All that happened was that he got knocked out and has a bruise - that's all."
"Oh." Louise blinked. "I knocked him out! And gave him a bruise! Oh the shame! The shame!" she yelled.
"OI!" I screamed suddenly. "Give me that! That's MY pineapple lollipop!"
"NO WAY!" Linda screeched back. "THIS IS SO MINE!"
"IS NOT!"
"IS TOO!"
"IS NOT!"
"IS TOO!"
"IS NOT!"
"IS TOO!"
Some people never grow up.
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Thanx for reading this far! Don't forget to review! Remember: I can accept anonymous reviews. You can also feel free to email me reviews. Have fun going psycho over who I am. Until Chapter 4...
~~Blue
Review Answers:
Thank you everyone for reviewing! It was greatly appreciated! Also, I can now accept anonymous reviews, so feel free to post. Thanks to: dr_nick290103 for reviewing to my email. To Twilight22 who said that Ashlee should be included more; she'll be narrating the chapter this time! Yay! To Wandless who said that she should be with Harry; stuff you, I'll do whatever I want. To Slytherin's-Dark-Angel, thanks for the advice ... Maybe I might include the peanut and punch-buggy line in maybe the next few chapters. But not in this one ... sorry! To MMEE: Sorry, I can't tell you who I am. Thank you Kirilly for the comment!
What Happened In The Last Chapter?
Well, here's a quick summary: Butterbeer. Harry likes Lara. Lara possibly POSSIBLY likes Draco - er - Malfoy. Ashlee MIGHT like Harry. Karla becomes loud yet again. Rachel eats too many humbugs. Linda thinks food is good. Louise falls deeper in love with Malfoy. Courtney gets Goyle as Transfiguration partner.
This chapter:
Ashlee's PoV. Transfiguration and Charms classes, butterbeer, triangle, a new house elf and discoveries ...
A/N: Hope you enjoy this chapter! Since there is a new character being introduced, the chapter is longer (I'm still not sure if that's a good thing or bad thing). And ... DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW! Please Note: I'm not sure about the whole 'triangle' thing. It's not point blank obvious in this chapter. I'll make it more obvious in the next chapter!
~~Blue - Author of Dating Dungbombs, believers of awkward love triangles, believer of that boys have cooties and reviewer of self.
Also: You know the drill. I don't own Harry Potter, blah, blah, blah, I'm not J.K. Rowling, blah, blah, blah, Nor am I affiliated with J.K. Rowling, blah, blah, blah. So no weird emails thanks.
Chapter 3 - Ashlee's PoV - Something Stinkie ...
I woke up to a clattering. I got up and looked around - everyone else was asleep. Then what was that sound? I opened the window and stuck my head out. It was a sunny day and some people were already up. I saw the giant squid lazily spreading out its tentacles on the surface of the lake. Then again, it looked kind of drunk ...
"Excuse me." a voice said behind me. I jumped and turned around.
It was a house elf. Phew. The house elf was a girl and wore a ragged little bathrobe. I held my nose - the house elf smelled really bad.
"Hi." I replied to the elf with a squeaky voice.
"Many apologies for my horrendous smell." she said meekly.
"That's ok." I replied with a still squeaky voice. The elf started crying. "No! Please, don't cry! Please don't wake up everyone else!" I said quickly.
"Stinkie is sorry - Stinkie just loses Stinkie's emotions when Stinkie is grateful!" Stinkie said.
"Your name is Stinkie?" I asked. No wonder...
"Yes, I is Stinkie." Stinkie replied. "Stinkie just came in to clean up a mess. Somebody stashed mint humbugs under their beds and the wolfroaches are about to start crawling to get them..."
"Wolfroaches?" I asked, amazed.
"Wolfroaches are more advanced than muggle cockroaches." Stinkie explained patiently. Then she started crying again. What is with this elf? "Stinkie is sorry! Stinkie should have never corrected Miss Hillary!"
"How did you know my name?" I asked.
"Stinkie...Stinkie..." Stinkie sobbed. She got up and immediately started bashing her head against my bed post.
"Stinkie!" I cried. "No! Stinkie, stop!"
"Stinkie must punish Stinkie!" Stinkie said.
"STOP!" I screamed and pulled her away. "Now, how do you know my name?"
"Stinkie only wanted to learn." Stinkie cried. "Stinkie started reading homework and found that Stinkie could only pronounce 'Ashlee Hillary' through the entire work. I just wanted to learn!"
"What the heck?!" somebody else said. I turned around. It was another house elf! "Blinking blood lollipops! Stinkie - get back to the kitchens!"
"Who are you?" I asked this new house elf.
"Miss...My name is Dinkie. I am sorry for intruding, but Stinkie is supposed to be cooking the bacon today!"
"Stinkie is sorry, Dinkie." Stinkie replied quietly. "One million apologies to you, Miss Hillary, for intruding as well. Goodbye and thank you for your kindness..." with that, Stinkie and Dinkie just disappeared into thin air after clicking their fingers.
"What was that all about?" Somebody said. This time, it was only Linda. "I heard a lot of screaming and stuff."
"Psychotic house elves." I mumbled in response.
"Psychotic house elves?" Linda repeated slowly.
"Long story cut short - Rachel's been sneaking the mint humbugs again and someone decided to clean it up."
"Oh." Linda said, clearly not getting what I was saying. "Well, I'm getting up now."
I got changed into my robes and opened the door to be greeted with Harry getting out of his dormitory.
"Good morning." I smiled.
"Hi." he returned the smile. Then he grimaced. "Is Lara in there?"
"Yep." I answered. "LARA!"
"What?" a frizzy haired monster replied sleepily.
"Harry wants to talk to you." I replied with a smug smile.
"Tell him to fu-"
"That's nice, Lara." I cut off.
"Let's go to breakfast." Harry suggested glumly and headed to the portrait hole with me following.
When we got to the Great Hall, the food was already out.
"Ooh... Bacon." I grinned as I sat down and started piling my plate.
"That's nice." Harry replied absent-mindedly. "Does Lara like butterbeer?"
"No."
"Mint humbugs?"
"No."
"Sugar Quills?"
"The sugar bit - yes."
"Oh." Harry looked hopeless.
"What's so fascinating about her, anyway?" I asked as I got more bacon.
"She's just ..." Harry began, but stopped. "You wouldn't want to know."
"Then why would I ask?" I asked.
"Good point." Harry replied.
"Well?" I cut up the eggs on my plate.
"She's like a puzzle that I have to solve." Harry replied, his eyes misting over. "Lara's all these different pieces that I want to put back together."
"Harry..." I shook my head mentally. This guy was going to end up being tomorrow night's dinner if he ever told Lara that. "Lara's not a puzzle. She's a black hole. She could possibly be the only person on Earth that has nothing but a black wardrobe. She's anything but a puzzle. She's an endless maze that just gets more complicated every time you try to solve it and find a way out."
"Don't you think that's a bit harsh?" Harry asked questionably.
"No." I found myself saying.
"OK."
We continued eating in silence when Rachel came down.
"Hey." Rachel said, sitting down next to me. "Pass me the eggs - I'm hungry."
"Why can't you do it yourself?" I asked.
"Because, I - I -" Rachel struggled. "Never mind..." she grumbled then got her eggs.
"I've got the weirdest feeling that she's got a big ego." Harry whispered to me.
"You've got no idea ..." I replied.
"HI EVERYBODY!" a familiar loud voice proclaimed. Again, the Great Hall stopped breakfast to watch a little red head walk down towards the Gryffindor table. "How are you today?" Karla asked a complete stranger.
"Good." they said, a little bit scared.
"That's good!" Karla smiled then skipped the way to where we were sitting. "Good morning, Ashlee! Good morning, Rachel! Good morning..."
"My name's Harry." Harry introduced.
"Good morning, Harry!" Karla completed her sentence.
"Sorry, but you bear a striking resemblence to my best friend's little sister."
"Really?" Karla asked with a big grin. "Well, that's certainly interesting!"
A little while later, Linda came down.
"Hi." she said as she sat down.
"Hi, my name's Harry." Harry said.
"Huh?" Linda asked.
"My name's Harry." Harry repeated.
"You blame Barry?" Linda asked. "Who's Barry? And what did he do?"
"Linda's got a bit of a hearing problem." I explained quietly to Harry.
"Is it serious?" Harry asked.
"No, actually." I replied. "However, it is bad enough to confuse normal words."
"Oh."
Courtney, Lara and Louise came down just as the bell rang.
"What classes are there?" Louise asked.
"Transfiguration, Charms and Herbology." I replied.
"Fun!" Lara said sarcastically.
~~~Transfiguration~~~
"Now assemble back into your partners." Professor McGonagoll said.
"Do we have to?" Courtney and Rachel asked at the same time.
"Miss Hall and Miss Gilding, you shall remain with Mr Crabbe and Mr Goyle."
"Damn." Courtney muttered.
"Why do we need partners anyway?" Rachel grumbled.
"Because, Miss Gilding," Professor McGonagoll snapped, "you will have to partner because the work requires partner work and I don't want two girls running around the school like headless muggles."
"Sorry, Professor."
I found Harry. Professor McGonagoll gave us several items. She told us that we should transfigure them into anything that we want. Harry got out his wand and poked it at a quill. It turned into a sugar quill. He picked it up and brought it over to Lara. I decided not to proceed.
I saw Harry talking to Malfoy, who then started insulting him by the looks of it. Lara looked impressed. Harry looked crushed then asked Lara something. She ignored him. Malfoy gestured to a fake dog that they had on the table. He said something that I couldn't hear. Harry reached out his hand and touched the dog which immediately bit his hand.
"OW!" Harry yelled, and immediately started hopping around on the spot. Lara started laughing hysterically.
"Mr Potter!" Professor McGonagoll snapped. "Mr Malfoy! Miss Fathersome! What are you doing?"
"Nothing." Lara replied as innocently as she could.
"Well, I'd rather you'd be doing something than nothing!" Professor McGonagoll barked.
"Yes, Professor."
~~Charms~~
The bell rang at the end of Transfiguration, and we all packed up and headed for the Charms classrooms.
"Welcome back, everyone!" a tiny teacher said. "For those who don't already know, my name is Professor Flitwick, and I am the Charms teacher. Let's start with some revision work. Pair up with somebody. Anybody that you like."
Harry immediately ran to Lara, who rejected him and started talking to Malfoy. I wondered when the heck he was going to give up on her.
Elizabeth ran halfway across the room to Harry, who rejected her and started talking to me.
"Partner?" he asked me half-heartedly. Then he started whispering. "I don't like Elizabeth."
"Of course." I replied. "Sorry, Lizzie, but you'll need to find another partner."
Once we were paired, we started charming things to go zooming everywhere around the room. I charmed a pillow to hit Courtney in the back of the head. She retaliated by charming a pillow my way, but I ducked and it hit Linda in the face. Linda looked offended and charmed another pillow but it hit Louise in the stomach. Louise turned around trying to find Linda, but instead saw what seemed to be Malfoy laughing with Lara. Out of control, Louise 'accidentally' charmed a paperweight instead of a pillow at Malfoy's gelled head. It knocked him right down, with Louise not realizing what she had done for a few seconds.
"What the...?" Malfoy yelled, rubbing the back of his head.
"Are you OK?" Lara asked.
"Yeah...but my head kind of..." and before he could finish his sentence, Malfoy fainted onto the floor.
"Mr Malfoy!" Professor Flitwick said. "Are you OK, Mr Malfoy?"
Silence. Harry started laughing.
"Mr Potter!" Professor Flitwick scolded. "How would you like to be unconscious on the floor?"
"Not much, Professor Flitwick." Harry replied.
"Now, who will take Mr Malfoy to the Hospital Wing?" Flitwick asked. Lara put up her hand immediately. Seeing this, Harry put up his hand. "Now all of a sudden you like Mr Malfoy, eh, Mr Potter?"
"Erm... yes?" Harry asked, hoping that this was the right answer.
"Well, I'm only sending one, so how about Miss Fathersome?"
"OK." Harry agreed sulkily.
I don't get it. Guys are so dumb. They'll do almost anything to get a girl's attention.
~~Lunch~~
Lunch! My favourite part of the day! (Aside from breakfast and dinner).
"Hey, what happened to Malfoy in the end?" I asked Lara.
"He got pretty hard." Lara replied, not showing any emotion as usual. "We just don't know who did it though."
"Please don't tell me he's dead!" Louise screeched, crying hysterically into Courtney's shoulder. "I could never live with the guilt! Please no!!"
"Louise!" Linda shouted. "Didn't you hear Lara? Or were you too busy drying your eyeballs?"
"Huh?" Louise dried her eyes with her napkin.
"He's OK." Linda replied. "All that happened was that he got knocked out and has a bruise - that's all."
"Oh." Louise blinked. "I knocked him out! And gave him a bruise! Oh the shame! The shame!" she yelled.
"OI!" I screamed suddenly. "Give me that! That's MY pineapple lollipop!"
"NO WAY!" Linda screeched back. "THIS IS SO MINE!"
"IS NOT!"
"IS TOO!"
"IS NOT!"
"IS TOO!"
"IS NOT!"
"IS TOO!"
Some people never grow up.
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Thanx for reading this far! Don't forget to review! Remember: I can accept anonymous reviews. You can also feel free to email me reviews. Have fun going psycho over who I am. Until Chapter 4...
~~Blue
