DigiChat
Disclaimer: Nada. Leave me alone. Is this disclaimer a requirement? Because if not I'm gonna stop putting this stupid thing up here. And wastes my precious typing time.
For those of you who don't know who Samantha and Bob are, I wonder why. Actually, it's because I'm keeping it a secret. You'll NEVER find out. Ha ha on you!
Sorry for my Spanish typo (apartementO) I'm a real loser, eh?
This is the chapter I'm gonna introduce the contest winners in. Sorry if you don't like your character, or if the character is completely different than you, but hey, you entered a contest, and you get what I give ya, okey dokey? : )
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"Hey Matt!" Amber Kay, Matt's 19 year old babysitter practically shouted! "Wassup!"
"Nothin." Matt said nervously. "And if you see anyone looking for whoever stole their toaster oven and replaced it with a jellied chicken, you know NOTHING, okay?
"Yeah. sure."
Amber was short and slim with long blond hair, and, incredibly perky. She saw Mr. McGuire in the corner and hugged him.
"So, the usual hours, Mr. McG.?"
"Yes." Sam answered. "Jo's out in Barbados visiting her Great Uncle Paula. Im not sure why her uncle's name is Paula, but hey. In the olden days they must've gave people weird names."
"You are TOO funny!" Amber practically fell over laughing
Matt wondered if he should call the police. HE didn't think babysitters were supposed to do drugs right before they came to watch kids.
After Sam left, Matt said "Amber, what you are experiencing now is what my health teacher would call an 'intense euphoria', a happy side effect from whatever drug you took before you came over here."
"Matt, know NOTHING about nothing" the giggliness left her voice. "You have to be nice to the kids you sits parents, and laugh at whatever they say It's a rule. if you want to keep your job!"
"Great." Matt muttered.
***
"Bob. I have to go! I have a job the same as you do, as you well know!"
"Come on Sammy! Just a few more minutes!"
"Don't call me Sammy! You make me sound like a 13 year old! I am a 29 year old woman, you know!"
"Aw, lighten up, have fun. You're still young!"
"Well, alright. Bob. I just feel wrong about this sometimes."
"I promise you, Sammy. In 5 years, we'll be together."
"How Bob? HOW?"
"I don't know. it'll just. work out. But when we can be together, we'll have a lavish wedding and a honeymoon in Hawaii. or wherever you want. Anywhere you want Sammy."
"Oh Bobby."
She looked at him. She knew she couldn't be mad at him over his silly dreams. While they were together, she wanted it to be as perfect as possible. She loved him. So she kissed him. And kissed. And kissed. And forgo everything and everyone else. The only people in the world were her and Bob. The forbidden lovers.
***
.THE NEXT DAY.
Mrs. Tillies had just ran into the classroom. The lesson began.
"Gordo, what is THIS we're studying?" Lizzie whispered, really confused. "Is this lesson in Japenese?
"Lizzie, this is math," Gordo whispered back. "HOW could it be in Japenese? I'm not exactly sure.
The door banged open loudly. Assistant Principle Rolfins entered the classroom.
"Someone in this classroom.," he said quietly, and then got louder. "IS A LOCKER THEIF!"
A sob came from the classroom, and a female voice yelled.
"It was me!"
Everyone gasped and looked at.
***
Mwa ha ha ha ha! I know you loooove my cliffies! I've started to introduce new characters into the story, starting with Amber Kay. If you don't like your character, too bad. Ha ha. You wanted a character, I gave you one! Email me if you like your character, or for anything else, at milla_matisse@yahoo.com.
THE CONTEST IS OVER!
Who is the locker thief? Will Lizzie ever understand math? Why hasn't anyone been on the DigiChat lately? What will happen with Samantha and Bob? What is a jellied chicken? FIND OUT ALL THIS AND MORE IN THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF.. (dun-da-dun) DigiChat!
Disclaimer: Nada. Leave me alone. Is this disclaimer a requirement? Because if not I'm gonna stop putting this stupid thing up here. And wastes my precious typing time.
For those of you who don't know who Samantha and Bob are, I wonder why. Actually, it's because I'm keeping it a secret. You'll NEVER find out. Ha ha on you!
Sorry for my Spanish typo (apartementO) I'm a real loser, eh?
This is the chapter I'm gonna introduce the contest winners in. Sorry if you don't like your character, or if the character is completely different than you, but hey, you entered a contest, and you get what I give ya, okey dokey? : )
***
"Hey Matt!" Amber Kay, Matt's 19 year old babysitter practically shouted! "Wassup!"
"Nothin." Matt said nervously. "And if you see anyone looking for whoever stole their toaster oven and replaced it with a jellied chicken, you know NOTHING, okay?
"Yeah. sure."
Amber was short and slim with long blond hair, and, incredibly perky. She saw Mr. McGuire in the corner and hugged him.
"So, the usual hours, Mr. McG.?"
"Yes." Sam answered. "Jo's out in Barbados visiting her Great Uncle Paula. Im not sure why her uncle's name is Paula, but hey. In the olden days they must've gave people weird names."
"You are TOO funny!" Amber practically fell over laughing
Matt wondered if he should call the police. HE didn't think babysitters were supposed to do drugs right before they came to watch kids.
After Sam left, Matt said "Amber, what you are experiencing now is what my health teacher would call an 'intense euphoria', a happy side effect from whatever drug you took before you came over here."
"Matt, know NOTHING about nothing" the giggliness left her voice. "You have to be nice to the kids you sits parents, and laugh at whatever they say It's a rule. if you want to keep your job!"
"Great." Matt muttered.
***
"Bob. I have to go! I have a job the same as you do, as you well know!"
"Come on Sammy! Just a few more minutes!"
"Don't call me Sammy! You make me sound like a 13 year old! I am a 29 year old woman, you know!"
"Aw, lighten up, have fun. You're still young!"
"Well, alright. Bob. I just feel wrong about this sometimes."
"I promise you, Sammy. In 5 years, we'll be together."
"How Bob? HOW?"
"I don't know. it'll just. work out. But when we can be together, we'll have a lavish wedding and a honeymoon in Hawaii. or wherever you want. Anywhere you want Sammy."
"Oh Bobby."
She looked at him. She knew she couldn't be mad at him over his silly dreams. While they were together, she wanted it to be as perfect as possible. She loved him. So she kissed him. And kissed. And kissed. And forgo everything and everyone else. The only people in the world were her and Bob. The forbidden lovers.
***
.THE NEXT DAY.
Mrs. Tillies had just ran into the classroom. The lesson began.
"Gordo, what is THIS we're studying?" Lizzie whispered, really confused. "Is this lesson in Japenese?
"Lizzie, this is math," Gordo whispered back. "HOW could it be in Japenese? I'm not exactly sure.
The door banged open loudly. Assistant Principle Rolfins entered the classroom.
"Someone in this classroom.," he said quietly, and then got louder. "IS A LOCKER THEIF!"
A sob came from the classroom, and a female voice yelled.
"It was me!"
Everyone gasped and looked at.
***
Mwa ha ha ha ha! I know you loooove my cliffies! I've started to introduce new characters into the story, starting with Amber Kay. If you don't like your character, too bad. Ha ha. You wanted a character, I gave you one! Email me if you like your character, or for anything else, at milla_matisse@yahoo.com.
THE CONTEST IS OVER!
Who is the locker thief? Will Lizzie ever understand math? Why hasn't anyone been on the DigiChat lately? What will happen with Samantha and Bob? What is a jellied chicken? FIND OUT ALL THIS AND MORE IN THE NEXT INSTALLMENT OF.. (dun-da-dun) DigiChat!