As Seen On TV By HamClover
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Wow, chapter eleven! Despite school and other stuff, I'm really having a good time writing this story. Have you guys ever read my older fics? I think they're hilarious! Not because I purposely made them humorous, but because of the fact that I really had no clue what exactly I was doing when I was writing those fics. I didn't plan ahead, I didn't thoroughly go over the characters I was creating, and my chapters were so short! But gradually, I think I got better. English has always been my better topic, anyways. And now that I think of it, I have almost been writing fics for two years! That means I was twelve when I first got into Hamtaro, (and anime in general) and when I first got into the whole fan business. And my daily life has changed a whole lot since then! I'm more confident, smarter, humorous, optimistic, and just overall happier. There may be a lot of B.S. going on, but I can come on my computer and write about someone else who is having a bad day. It really is the best medicine for me, other than giving Addie a big hug... Ugh, here I go, babbling again. That's something else I noticed, I talk a lot more!
Oh yes, before I forget, the URL for the forums is on my profile page, so go check it out! (And join while you're at it! )
Chapter Eleven .:Angular Wireless:.
Leaning against the gum-filled pay phone, Sparkle looked around for any passerby's, for change for her dollar. After she finally got some change, she put half of it into the machine and stared at it for a moment.
"Now what was Blair's cell phone number...?" She asks herself, clutching the phone in her paw.
Finally remembering it, she begins dialing the number.
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
"Come'on, pick up!"
Ring, ring.
"Hello?"
"Oh yes!"
"Sparkle??"
"Yes!!"
"Where the heck are you!? We've been searching everywhere for you!"
"Well, gee, I feel loved now,"
"Really, we were worried for you."
"And you wanted to get paid and go home,"
"...Yeah that too."
Sparkle smiles. It felt good to talk to someone she knew, even if she found this person to be extremely uptight and annoying at times.
"Is Nero there?" She asks, forgetting the reason she called in the first place.
"Yeah he's eating breakfast in the lobby right now," Blair answers through the phone.
"...I'm glad I remembered your number......is my phone still there?"
"Yeah, I'm holding it right now..........where are you anyways?"
Sparkle chuckled, forgetting that she was completely lost.
"Well, it's a long story,"
"Right. That's what they always say. Tell me."
After telling Blair what happened, she told her the area she was in. (She had asked the worker what town and street she was on) Hanging up the phone, she feels slightly safer in this unknown territory. Plus, she would be going home soon, too.
Balling her paw up into a fist, she thrusts up into the sky, as high as she can get it.
"Yes! Lookout world! I am going home, and there's nothing you can effing' do about it, dammit!"
Two hamsters stared at her. And lucky for Sparkle, it was a mother and child. Sparkle lowered her paw and smiled uneasily at them. She knew they couldn't recognize her in this condition, in fact, Blair, Nero and Stefan probably wouldn't either. Scout too, that was a good thing.
The mother gives Sparkle a cold stare and covers her child's ears.
"Don't listen to the crazy lady, dear." She says quickly, hustling the kid in a minivan.
Sparkle stares at her fist as if it was the first time she saw it, she looks up at the scowling mother and blushes from embarrassment. Turing around back to the filthy old pay phone, she thumbs at the numbers carefully and hums a song. After a few minutes, she turns around to see if Blair has come. Not yet.
Sparkle begins to hum another song.
Ten minutes pass.
No Blair.
Amazingly, Sparkle remains like this for twenty more minutes, and finally, with a sigh of relief, she sees a familiar person pull up...