HIII :D

Okay, so I'm going to Utah for a week, EFY!, and I just CANT leave you guys without an update for like TWO WHOLE WEEKS, because I already havent updated in about a week D:

Soo i'm giving you guys this newww chapter!

yes yes yes :D

its pretty glorious that I'm updating ((is high and mighty)) lololol.

okay okay SHOUTOUTSSS:

Fantasmarific Amalia: DDD: I knooow everyone told me it was a fake. I'm still saying that I dont care because it was really good!

I vote that they combine the two books and make one really SUPER SPECIAL AWESOME book. One where Fred doesnt die. poop D:

Lolz, we talk to much in PM's

Anonnee-Moose: WHAT? WHAT? Wow. ((is flabberghasted)) jeeeesus chriiist i feel special, having sisters review on my story :D
But when you said lovers I was totally like "WHAT?!" ahahhaha

Johanna:D well at least now you have a name.

WTF NO I DID NOT SEE THAT THEY COPPED OUT THE INSIDE FLAP ((looks)) HOW DARE THEY D:
I'm all... supah-pissed. hahahaha :D

RockerChick2012: Argh. ARGH. I know what you mean. About the teachers anyway. I've had some of them. They made me cry and then they were all "WTF WHY YOU CRYIN STOP CRYIN HO." but not really. That's something that like, Mr. T would say. Not a teacher. Unless Mr. T was a teacher.

OH GOD. D:

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On my trek to the bus, I received many, many, many, manymany odd glances. Y'know, because of the whole disshevled look and the grass stain on my butt from fighting Mr. Carth. But I don't care. LOOK ALL YOU WANT. But seriously. Teachers should know when enough is enough... I mean... Oh! Oh, look there's Lash! I just look at him and all my bad thoughts go away. I wonder if he has that effect on other people. If he does, like, everyone should just look at him, all the time. The world would be a better place, focused on a more beautiful thing.

"Hiiii," I jumped in front of him.

"...Hi," Lash gave me a look from head to toe. NO, he wasn't checking me out, he was just wondering why with the grass stains and dishevled-ness.

"UHM!" I said, drawing his attention to my face, because it happened to linger on a certain... area if you catch my drift. "I got in a fight." WELL, IT'S NOT A LIE.

The weird look on Lash's face immediatly exploded into an extatic look, and he was all, "Oh! Did you win?"

"I... think?" I'm serious. I dont know if I won or not. I mean it was a teacher-student battle! And he'd stopped it! But I think with my whole tree ramming him bit, I think that means I won.

"That's my girl," He pulled me close and kissed the top of my head. "You smell like..."

"Like what?" I smiled up at him. "Like open fields of green, green grass? Yes. Yes, I know."

"Alllrighty then," Lash said a la Ace Ventura, and led us away to the busses.

As soon as I got home, and I'm not kidding you, A SOON AS, I walked up to my room and changed out of my grimey clothes. Second, I charged down stairs to tell Vince what Mr. Carth had done.

"Vi! ViViViViVi!" I yelled his name running throught the house. Ah, ten points for being annoying!

"What! Whatwhatwhatwhatwhatwhat!" Vince came caneering around a corner and smashed into me. Owww, my butt. It just met the tile, and I don't think they're getting off to a very nice start.

"You'll never guess what happened today," We both stayed in our spots on the ground. Yeah, sometimes we do that. We just sit on the floor and talk. No, I'm not joking!

"Ooh, what?" Vince leaned forward, being the gossip king that he is. I mean, he couldn't have heard yet. I have Mr. Carth last period, so there wasnt even any TIME for our little fight to spread around school.

"I fought Mr. Carth!" I nodded and pursed my lips. Vince nearly rolled over, he was so shocked.

"But like, you could get expelled or something!" Vince was almost yelling.

"No, no coz he TOLD me to fight him," I pointed out. If possible, Vince's draw dropped another inch or so.

"hubida-wha-?" No. I kid you not. He said exactly that.

"He TOLD me to fight him! And the worst part is..."

"OH GOD DID YOU LOSE," Thank you, brother, for cutting me off.

"NO. I actually WON, I think. No, he pretended to be The Leech," I folded my arms across my chest. Vince's jaw clicked shut in a scowl.

"That dirty bastard. H- wait, how was he pretending to be The Leech if The Leech is a girl?" Vince stopped and started processing.

"What do you mean?" I oh so professionally stroked my chin.

"Like, did he put on a wig? Dress in drag? What?" Vince pulled his hair out in all directions, immitating the poofy look that The Leech had trademarked.

"HAH! No, no, no. He was just, like, rattling off The Speech," That's exactly how I said it, like it was capitalized and everything. Fortunatley, Vince new what I meant right away.

"Woww... what a bastard. And the only dishy news I've got is that Victoria DeLacruz has turned up missing!" Vince scoffed at himself.

"Wait. Vince. Wait. That's impossible," I shook my head.

"How is that impossible? She's missing! It happens to people all the time," Vince glared at me.

"No, not the missing part. I mean, I'm sad that she's missing and all, but you can't turn up missing. If you're missing, then you haven't turned up anywhere!" I did finger quotes around Turned Up, and Vince called me a fag. Oh. I am sad...

"You know what I mean Myk," Vince shook his head for the jillionth time. Oh yeah, SURE I knew what he meant. Well, yeah, I did. Oh, I'm horrible.

"Speaking of missing, I heard about a month before school started some super parent's son got kiddnapped. They're trying to keep it on the hush-hush, but dad told me. And I don't think they've found him yet," Vince got up and helped me up as I blabbered off my knowledge.

"Sucks to be those parents," Vince put on a wayward face.

"Sucks to your ass-mar," I grinned and walked away.

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NOW YOU WOULD THINK that this is a filler chapter.

BUT OH HOW YOU WOULD BE WRONG!

:D I am merely setting up my plot. Yes yes yes. Oh glory day.

okay okay okay.

I hope it wasn't too short!

SEE YOU IN A WEEK! I must go pack!

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