Wow..I love writing this story.its so silly, I love it!!! Thanks for all
the feedback of course! I love ya all!! ~xoxo Nicci
So after the flyboys ran out scared of the four groovy chicks, they stood looking at an empty parachute hangar, of course there was a plane and tools and of course in the corner a fab parachute hangar, but without the flyboys it was empty, dark and desolate and considering they were in Hawaii, and it was warm in Hawaii, the hangar was cold, without the hot boys who kept it hot and steamy in there. Yowza!
"By that response, I don't think we impressed them much." Meme observed, "I was better off stalking Anthony, rather than making my presence known."
"Nicci had to go and cloud Gooz's mind!" Cassie pointed out.
"Sorry, I got a little star struck. You know, maybe we should get everyone's autograph for when we get back home, we can have them." Nicci said.
"How is that possible?" Cat asked.
"Well, we can put a piece of paper in front of Joshers and tell him to sign Josh Hartnett instead of Danny Walker, or we can make him do both, and viola! A signature." Nicci explained as if it made perfect sense.
"Hey! Be careful typing Joshers, we could have our uploading privileges taken away, well at least yours." Cat whispered, thinking the ff.net people would hear them.
"And Nicci, that's ridiculous. Danny isn't Josh, he's Danny." Meme pointed out.
"But Josh played Danny, so Danny is Josh." Nicci replied.
"But, who cares if Danny is Josh or Josh is Danny-" Cassie cried, being the voice of reason.
"WAIT!" Meme cried, "If Danny is Josh, and Josh is Danny then Rafe is Ben and Ben is Rafe, so I can steal Ben's shoes without paying 200 dollars for a pair of smelly Hush Puppies!" Meme cried.
"Exactly!" Nicci was glad someone got her idea.
"Umm, right." Cat looked at Cassie, not understanding the silly Americans. (Ha Ha Cat!) "This doesn't help us get on their good side, asking them to sign papers with different names. How would be do it anyway?"
"Of course, like how we made Josh and Orlando sing karaoke in Operation: Hot Bitches, we get them VERY intoxicated!" Nicci explained.
"Of course!" Cat finally got the knowledge and Cassie just nodded in agreement giving up on her younger counterparts.
"Anyways, as I was saying, we need to devise a plan to get them to notice us." Cassie tried to get down to business.
"Umm." The other 3 wondered, but the didn't have to wonder long, because someone they knew but didn't really know strolled up in a grass skirt.
"DEE!!!" Cat and Nicci cried.
"Hey! Its about time Nicci wrote me into this story!" Dee smiled, "I have a plan for you."
"A plan is what we need." Cassie seemed to be getting exasperated.
"What's the plan? Is it like, an evil plan?" Meme chimed in.
"You can evilly HULA your way into their hearts, and HULA Evelyn out of here. But you have to pay me with a hot surfer, not a fake one, a real one." Dee explained handing the 4 of them a grass skirt.
**What's gonna happen when they learn to Hula??? You'll have to wait two chapters, cos the next one is from Phoebe the dogs point of you. Phoebe has a secret crush!! You'll never guess who. Well, maybe you will if I've told you.
So after the flyboys ran out scared of the four groovy chicks, they stood looking at an empty parachute hangar, of course there was a plane and tools and of course in the corner a fab parachute hangar, but without the flyboys it was empty, dark and desolate and considering they were in Hawaii, and it was warm in Hawaii, the hangar was cold, without the hot boys who kept it hot and steamy in there. Yowza!
"By that response, I don't think we impressed them much." Meme observed, "I was better off stalking Anthony, rather than making my presence known."
"Nicci had to go and cloud Gooz's mind!" Cassie pointed out.
"Sorry, I got a little star struck. You know, maybe we should get everyone's autograph for when we get back home, we can have them." Nicci said.
"How is that possible?" Cat asked.
"Well, we can put a piece of paper in front of Joshers and tell him to sign Josh Hartnett instead of Danny Walker, or we can make him do both, and viola! A signature." Nicci explained as if it made perfect sense.
"Hey! Be careful typing Joshers, we could have our uploading privileges taken away, well at least yours." Cat whispered, thinking the ff.net people would hear them.
"And Nicci, that's ridiculous. Danny isn't Josh, he's Danny." Meme pointed out.
"But Josh played Danny, so Danny is Josh." Nicci replied.
"But, who cares if Danny is Josh or Josh is Danny-" Cassie cried, being the voice of reason.
"WAIT!" Meme cried, "If Danny is Josh, and Josh is Danny then Rafe is Ben and Ben is Rafe, so I can steal Ben's shoes without paying 200 dollars for a pair of smelly Hush Puppies!" Meme cried.
"Exactly!" Nicci was glad someone got her idea.
"Umm, right." Cat looked at Cassie, not understanding the silly Americans. (Ha Ha Cat!) "This doesn't help us get on their good side, asking them to sign papers with different names. How would be do it anyway?"
"Of course, like how we made Josh and Orlando sing karaoke in Operation: Hot Bitches, we get them VERY intoxicated!" Nicci explained.
"Of course!" Cat finally got the knowledge and Cassie just nodded in agreement giving up on her younger counterparts.
"Anyways, as I was saying, we need to devise a plan to get them to notice us." Cassie tried to get down to business.
"Umm." The other 3 wondered, but the didn't have to wonder long, because someone they knew but didn't really know strolled up in a grass skirt.
"DEE!!!" Cat and Nicci cried.
"Hey! Its about time Nicci wrote me into this story!" Dee smiled, "I have a plan for you."
"A plan is what we need." Cassie seemed to be getting exasperated.
"What's the plan? Is it like, an evil plan?" Meme chimed in.
"You can evilly HULA your way into their hearts, and HULA Evelyn out of here. But you have to pay me with a hot surfer, not a fake one, a real one." Dee explained handing the 4 of them a grass skirt.
**What's gonna happen when they learn to Hula??? You'll have to wait two chapters, cos the next one is from Phoebe the dogs point of you. Phoebe has a secret crush!! You'll never guess who. Well, maybe you will if I've told you.