A/N- For the answer to your question, yes, I *do* like Andrew, but it's
sort of Sarah/Andrew now. I had the biggest crush on him!!! But Sarah beat
me to him, you could say. ^^ So, I guess just as a friend.
But Andrew did a very, very bad thing a few days ago! School pictures came back, and I looked completely stoned. So he grabs my pictures and waves them around for all to see.
Andrew, my dear, dear friend, this chapter goes out to you. *evil, wicked grin* You had it coming!!! *~*~*~*~*~
It didn't take long for the Four to finish their fight with the Nine.
"Um, guys? Where'd Andrew go?" Said Elwyn, smiling confusedly and looking at her fellow members.
"Dunno."
Around the corner of the hall, someone shouted, and it was obvious it was Andrew.
"Augh! Get away from me!" There was a thud as someone fell over, and Andrew ran out into the main hall, in which the Four were listening raptly. He had smeared pink lipstick up the side of his face, where he obviously turned away. He was about to say something, but was cut off.
"Oh wow, Andrew, that is *so* your color!"
He glared.
"It isn't funny," he said, frowning. "I hate pink."
Laura raised an eyebrow.
"And you would prefer. . . more of a red shade?"
"You know what I mean."
"Hmm. . . nope. Sorry!" She said in her best Canadian accent. "Anyway, we better get going before the Nine come and try to get us again." "That's what I tried to tell you! They didn't run away! They're around the corner!"
Rachel pointed to the door leading to the bathroom.
They all ran, the Nine obviously right behind them.
*~*~*~*
Outside, the rain from the previous night had made the stone steps very slippery.
Sarah got Rachel's attention as one the Nine fell down the steps.
"You know what?" She said, smiling. "Preps are a bit like slinkies. They aren't really good for anything, but they are so much fun to watch fall down stairs!"
Rachel grinned back as they made it into the main building, and neared the girl's bathroom door. They were all about to go in, when Rachel noticed that Andrew was shaking his head.
"I can't go in there. That's a girl's bathroom." Laura sighed, annoyed, and grabbed his arm.
"Come on." She ignored his protests, and proceeded to drag him into the bathroom.
A/N- Sorry it was so short. . .
But Andrew did a very, very bad thing a few days ago! School pictures came back, and I looked completely stoned. So he grabs my pictures and waves them around for all to see.
Andrew, my dear, dear friend, this chapter goes out to you. *evil, wicked grin* You had it coming!!! *~*~*~*~*~
It didn't take long for the Four to finish their fight with the Nine.
"Um, guys? Where'd Andrew go?" Said Elwyn, smiling confusedly and looking at her fellow members.
"Dunno."
Around the corner of the hall, someone shouted, and it was obvious it was Andrew.
"Augh! Get away from me!" There was a thud as someone fell over, and Andrew ran out into the main hall, in which the Four were listening raptly. He had smeared pink lipstick up the side of his face, where he obviously turned away. He was about to say something, but was cut off.
"Oh wow, Andrew, that is *so* your color!"
He glared.
"It isn't funny," he said, frowning. "I hate pink."
Laura raised an eyebrow.
"And you would prefer. . . more of a red shade?"
"You know what I mean."
"Hmm. . . nope. Sorry!" She said in her best Canadian accent. "Anyway, we better get going before the Nine come and try to get us again." "That's what I tried to tell you! They didn't run away! They're around the corner!"
Rachel pointed to the door leading to the bathroom.
They all ran, the Nine obviously right behind them.
*~*~*~*
Outside, the rain from the previous night had made the stone steps very slippery.
Sarah got Rachel's attention as one the Nine fell down the steps.
"You know what?" She said, smiling. "Preps are a bit like slinkies. They aren't really good for anything, but they are so much fun to watch fall down stairs!"
Rachel grinned back as they made it into the main building, and neared the girl's bathroom door. They were all about to go in, when Rachel noticed that Andrew was shaking his head.
"I can't go in there. That's a girl's bathroom." Laura sighed, annoyed, and grabbed his arm.
"Come on." She ignored his protests, and proceeded to drag him into the bathroom.
A/N- Sorry it was so short. . .