All right! The 10th chapter is here! I can't believe how much work I'm
getting done in this story! Hope who's ever reviewing likes this one!!
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My plan worked perfectly. At around 1 in the morning, when Megan came home, she went straight to bed. By now, the snails were probably crawling all over! I knew I'd be able to get her back.
"AHHHHHHH! Get 'em away! Get 'em away!!!! EEEEEEEK!!" I heard something fall in her room. It was probably her, I thought. I decided to stay in my room. I didn't want to seem too suspicious.
I heard my parents' footsteps on the ground. It was safe for me to go into Megan's room. I hoped. I ran out of my bedroom and ran to my sister's room.
"Megan!" my mother yelled, "what's wrong?" Megan looked as if she had seen a ghost. Well, a gross ghost.
"They're trying to kill me!! Get 'em away!! Help!!" she ran around her room. She looked so ridiculous! I had to laugh. She glared to me, "You did it, Victoria!" she wailed, "We're supposed to be sisters!" she started to cry, her shoulders shaking with every sob. I actually felt really bad for what I did.
Yeah right.
I rolled my eyes, "Megan, I wouldn't touch a snail if it were the last animal on Earth," I lied, "I wouldn't do something THAT disgusting." I pretended to shudder.
"Your sister's right, dear." Mother said, "She's mature enough not to." She looked over at me and winked. I smirked back. Smiling just wasn't my thing.
"But where can I sleep?" Megan moaned, "I don't want to use my bed!" She looked at me, but I shook my head furiously.
"No way, Megan!" I said, "you can sleep on the couch for all I care. You're not taking my bed and sleeping in my room!" I felt so much better after saying that. Finally, 2 chances in 1! I couldn't believe it.
First, I had put the snails in her bed, and second, I had blown her off! I had killed one Megan with two stones. Well, almost. If no one was here I would have taken a bow.
"You're so mean!" she screamed at me and ran to mother. "Mommy," she asked in a little girl's voice, "where can I sleep?" That was a hard question. With the snails in her bed, Megan would either have to sleep on the couch or sleep in the guest room. I almost laughed. The guest room hadn't been cleaned or dusted for ages! Megan made a face but said, "I guess I'll have to take the couch." She glared at me, "You'll be sorry, Victoria!" she yelled, and ran downstairs.
My mother smilied at me, "That wasn't very nice," she said.
I looked at her, "MEGAN isn't very nice." I replied back to her.
"Her, I mean, your father will have a fit once he comes home and sees Megan lying on the couch feeling sorry for herself."
I laughed, not a very big laugh, just a little one, "Yeah," I agreed. Why did she say only Megan's father at first? I asked myself, watching her as she went back to bed. I guessed that she was probably tired and only thinking about the Megan incident, that's why. But I wasn't quite sure.
So, I went back to bed, hoping to fall asleep sometime tonight. It was already 1:45! Geez, I thought, Megan comes home really late!
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I got up around 7:20 and went downstairs, making sure my father wasn't up. He wasn't. I breathed a sigh of relief, and walked past the couch, with Megan halfway falling off. I tried not to say anything as I went into the kitchen.
Since it was early, I had a chance to make my breakfast. Even though I was being extremely quiet, I heard Megan getting up. A few minutes later, she walked into the kitchen.
"Hey Victoria," she asked, "can you make me something to eat?" I rolled my eyes and turned to face her.
"I don't feel like it," I said and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Megan there to try to figure out how to crack an egg. I ate my breakfast and walked back into the kitchen, with Megan still there.
"You have no clue how to make breakfast?" I asked her. She shook her head. I almost burst out laughing. She was so senseless! "Everyone knows how to make breakfast," I commented.
"I get it!" she yelled, "I get it! I need help, why won't you help me."
"I don't think you want me to answer that question," I said flatly.
She sighed, and I relented, "Fine, I'll help you." I paused, "But just this once!" I told her. She nodded. "Okay, let's start by cracking an egg."
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See? Victoria can be nice once in a while. When she feels like it, I mean. Even though Megan is a bitch, her sister still helps her along. Isn't that nice? Okay, it's time for the new feature of this story, the moral of the chapter!
Today's moral of the chapter is: When someone is being annoying, don't try to be annoying back. All you have to do is to either: A) Send them somewhere else, or if your parents won't let you: B) Try to be nice to them. Though I STRONGLY recommend A!!
Thanks for reading the story!! ^______^
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My plan worked perfectly. At around 1 in the morning, when Megan came home, she went straight to bed. By now, the snails were probably crawling all over! I knew I'd be able to get her back.
"AHHHHHHH! Get 'em away! Get 'em away!!!! EEEEEEEK!!" I heard something fall in her room. It was probably her, I thought. I decided to stay in my room. I didn't want to seem too suspicious.
I heard my parents' footsteps on the ground. It was safe for me to go into Megan's room. I hoped. I ran out of my bedroom and ran to my sister's room.
"Megan!" my mother yelled, "what's wrong?" Megan looked as if she had seen a ghost. Well, a gross ghost.
"They're trying to kill me!! Get 'em away!! Help!!" she ran around her room. She looked so ridiculous! I had to laugh. She glared to me, "You did it, Victoria!" she wailed, "We're supposed to be sisters!" she started to cry, her shoulders shaking with every sob. I actually felt really bad for what I did.
Yeah right.
I rolled my eyes, "Megan, I wouldn't touch a snail if it were the last animal on Earth," I lied, "I wouldn't do something THAT disgusting." I pretended to shudder.
"Your sister's right, dear." Mother said, "She's mature enough not to." She looked over at me and winked. I smirked back. Smiling just wasn't my thing.
"But where can I sleep?" Megan moaned, "I don't want to use my bed!" She looked at me, but I shook my head furiously.
"No way, Megan!" I said, "you can sleep on the couch for all I care. You're not taking my bed and sleeping in my room!" I felt so much better after saying that. Finally, 2 chances in 1! I couldn't believe it.
First, I had put the snails in her bed, and second, I had blown her off! I had killed one Megan with two stones. Well, almost. If no one was here I would have taken a bow.
"You're so mean!" she screamed at me and ran to mother. "Mommy," she asked in a little girl's voice, "where can I sleep?" That was a hard question. With the snails in her bed, Megan would either have to sleep on the couch or sleep in the guest room. I almost laughed. The guest room hadn't been cleaned or dusted for ages! Megan made a face but said, "I guess I'll have to take the couch." She glared at me, "You'll be sorry, Victoria!" she yelled, and ran downstairs.
My mother smilied at me, "That wasn't very nice," she said.
I looked at her, "MEGAN isn't very nice." I replied back to her.
"Her, I mean, your father will have a fit once he comes home and sees Megan lying on the couch feeling sorry for herself."
I laughed, not a very big laugh, just a little one, "Yeah," I agreed. Why did she say only Megan's father at first? I asked myself, watching her as she went back to bed. I guessed that she was probably tired and only thinking about the Megan incident, that's why. But I wasn't quite sure.
So, I went back to bed, hoping to fall asleep sometime tonight. It was already 1:45! Geez, I thought, Megan comes home really late!
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I got up around 7:20 and went downstairs, making sure my father wasn't up. He wasn't. I breathed a sigh of relief, and walked past the couch, with Megan halfway falling off. I tried not to say anything as I went into the kitchen.
Since it was early, I had a chance to make my breakfast. Even though I was being extremely quiet, I heard Megan getting up. A few minutes later, she walked into the kitchen.
"Hey Victoria," she asked, "can you make me something to eat?" I rolled my eyes and turned to face her.
"I don't feel like it," I said and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Megan there to try to figure out how to crack an egg. I ate my breakfast and walked back into the kitchen, with Megan still there.
"You have no clue how to make breakfast?" I asked her. She shook her head. I almost burst out laughing. She was so senseless! "Everyone knows how to make breakfast," I commented.
"I get it!" she yelled, "I get it! I need help, why won't you help me."
"I don't think you want me to answer that question," I said flatly.
She sighed, and I relented, "Fine, I'll help you." I paused, "But just this once!" I told her. She nodded. "Okay, let's start by cracking an egg."
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See? Victoria can be nice once in a while. When she feels like it, I mean. Even though Megan is a bitch, her sister still helps her along. Isn't that nice? Okay, it's time for the new feature of this story, the moral of the chapter!
Today's moral of the chapter is: When someone is being annoying, don't try to be annoying back. All you have to do is to either: A) Send them somewhere else, or if your parents won't let you: B) Try to be nice to them. Though I STRONGLY recommend A!!
Thanks for reading the story!! ^______^