Thanks for all the snazzy reviews! I thought absaloutely NO – ONE would look at them! Here is the next I am really sorry I did a couple of typos – I am such a retarded hypocryte! THERE MAY BE SOME STRONG LANGUAGE.
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Chapter 4
"God.... when the HELL is Caliss going to get here?!" Cella fumed angrily in the huge capacious room that she rested in. Cella tapped her foot impatiently, what was keeping Caliss so long? Cella noticed that Caliss wasn't your ordinary girl, her skin was hot... people seemed to shy away from her, and her sexy body.... Cella's eyes went back into her eyelids in one long moment of lust ridden pleasure... The ice from her fingertips, She must be a VAMPFAY! But just to check Cella slowly proceeded towards the sheek and beautiful computer that sat on her mohogany desk.
"I just can't go over to her house. I just can't, you know Tredward?"
"Nope, Nope I can't" curtly said Tredward as he carefully applicated some mascara.
"I am just so fucked up Tredward – falling in love with a human, SAVING her... I LOVE her Tredward, do you know what that means?"
"You say you are fucked up, ha. I am a bloody transvestite who is incestual with his vampfay brother. Shut up."
"I LOVE HER Tredward" Caliss moaned
"Fuck off and let me put my lippy on."
Cella smiled as the information she needed flashed up on screen of the shiny, new computer. "HA!" Screamed Cella like a raving banshdee on drugs, "I shall get thee now!"
That evening as Cella tricycled home in the drizzling rain she saw the strange pale skinned strawberry blonde it came back to her, her mother had mentioned that she bought the tricycle from a boy who looked just like the boy who was strolling down the grey street and seemed in no hurry to get out of the forever heavying rain, he spoke " Hi, my name is Yaycob, your mum brought the trike' from me!"
Yacob was perving on poor lesbian Cella. "Do you want to come to my house and you know???" His sentence was full of implacations.
"No you... you... freaking Strawberry molester!"As the rain poured unrelentlessley down on Cella's bright blonde hair when she was tricyling home tears fell limply from out of her squinting eyes like a river with not much boost.
