YAAAAY! SushiChica is proud to announce the FOURTEENTH chatper of ExBoyfriend! I'm sorry that I've been grounded but my life's kinda a mess right now (no...it has nothing to do with drugs/alchohol/pregnancy/etc...just wanted to be clear on that) so it's been hard. Let me explain so you all understand the reasons why I can't update very often until summer vacation:
Reason One: I'm grounded. Why? Cuz, for the first time, I did absolutly NOTHING. Okay, I'm in 8th grade, and I hafta apply for High School (yes, i have to APPLY). This means that I have to go though a series of interviews, enterance exams, etc. to get into the school I want to go to. According to my mom, I can't concentrate/focus as well on my grades/entrance exam practice/interview practice if i write. So, she took away my privilage to write. For me, that's like cutting off my arm. I HAVE TO WRITE. Call it a freak impulse of mine, but i'm sure you writers out there know what i mean. It didnt really matter though, cuz my mom has NO idea that I have like fifty friggin notebooks in my locker which i use to write in during science class (which i still get an A in even though i'm never paying attention...) Unfortunately, one day i took one of the notebooks home (the one with this chapter in it) to type it up. Even more unfortunately, my mom found the notebook and ALMOST SHRED IT IN OUT PAPER SHREDDER! (Why do we even HAVE a paper shredder anyways?) I was crying like a maniac so my mom didnt actually shred it but she put it on her desk where i COULDNT SNEEK IT AWAY WITHOUT HER NOTICING but i could still SEE every day. Talk about torture. Luckily, I'm a smart little 13 year old (hahaha...) I just ripped the few pages that contained this chapter out of the notebook and shoved them in my bag. Bang, here I am, supposedly working on an english project (which i shall explain in the next reason) but dominantly working on my fanfictions.
Reason Two: The english project I mentioned? Yeah, it WAS a group project. We have to write a 6 scene play based off of A Midsummer Nights Dream. Uggg FIRST OF ALL I'd rather have gotten MacBeth (droolz) or Romeo and Juliet (droolz some more) which were two OTHER Shakespear plays we had been studying, but NO, my group got A Midsummer Night's Dream. BLA. It's not that I dont like the play, its just...how do you make fairies and flower juice and magic love into MODERN DAY? My best idea was aroma therepy candles. Yep. Well, since I'm the best writer in the group (I'm not trying to brag, but my people CANT WRITE) they said "Hey, you can do it. If we help, It'll end up sucky right? So, since you like to write, it shouldn't be that hard for you." Obviously they dont understand the extent to which i can write. Six scenes is like fifty pages for me. So, I'm now stuck with writing all six scenes. And...get this. My group read the first two scenes and said that it was too boring. I totally lost it there. I was all "If you dont like it, you can write all six frikin scenes yourself" That subdued them. Oh, and you know how i said my group cant right? Well, it turns out that they cant act either. ONE GIRL CANT TO A MONOTONE TO SAVE HER LIFE! We need Tara Strong (voice of Raven) right about now. But the stupid girl wont give up that part to me (I can do a monotone) cuz she's just...so...arrogent and wants the spotlight (though she sucks) and i cant really do anything about it. I mean, It's not like i can just not do the project. I have to. My GRADE depends on it. And I need an A or my mom'll go raid my locker and shred the rest of my notebooks.
Reason Three: As an 8th grader, I have a horrifying amount of homework (i know it's not that bad, but wait till i finish) and in addition to that, i have Enterance Exam practice EVERY DAY. That's a frikin lot of work.
Reason Four: I have officially pulled an "Adriane" and gone typewriter. Okay, my desktop computer broke last June. That was okay, cuz i still had a laptop. Then that broke like a friggin week later. So i was sad. So my mom bought a new laptop. She wont let me use it cuz she thinks i'll break it. I DIDNT BREAK MY LAPTOP. It just wouldnt turn on one day. Same with the desktop. I tried turning it on and it made this popping noise and blew. Then I got my laptop fixed. Then it broke again. So now all i have is an electric typewriter. Yeah. I'll just go hook that up to the internet and see what happens. Not. So now if i wanna use the internet or type something up on a word proccesser, I hafta go to my mom's office where i can only go on after six (when her office closes and a computer is available) and where she watches me VERY closely. Fortutately, today a guy is missing and I have the whole English-Project excuse and my mom's to busy to watch me very carefully (she has more time to surveil me after 6) and so now I can update.
THOSE are my four very good and very long reasons on why i coulndt update for a while. So, sorry guyz. I'm updating now though. I wont be able to PROPERLY update until like April though, cuz thats when i get my acceptance/denial letter. Wish me luck guyz.
For now, I present ExBoyfriend chapter Fourteen. Short and sweet, I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: They're not mine yet, but just watch. When you hear roumors that the world is slowly being taken over by two girls who call themselves Sushi and Poki (Pochahontas) who carry around a Kang on a Stick, you'll know that I'll have them soon. (XD inside joke. Read my profile's section titled: Friend Quotes aka Random Ramblings and Stupid Funny Stuff and you'll feel the full wrath (and humor) of my friends and I)
Dedication: To Ash. I luv ya! Yesh, we are all hell pissed at one point of our lives or another...(kills Kang) That made me feel better! Welll...he's dead now...so how do Poki and I take over the world with him on a stick? I'LL RESSURECT HIM! Well...yeah...(fanfictioners, just read my profile to understand...or...semi-understand...
Starfire saw a blur of color tackle the man at her side, and suddenly Robin had the pervert pinned to the wall at her left. The Boy Wonder was yelling senseless insults at the man, shoving him against the wall even harder than before. Suddenly, a black energy enclosed around his body.
"Are you done yet?" Raven and Beast Boy came out from the gaping crowd, the empath's eyes white and glowing. Beast Boy picked up the fallen pervert as Raven released Robin.
"Dude! What were you doing? I haven't seen you act this crazy since Slade!"
"He...That guy...was..."
"That man attempted to steal me" Starfire pointed at the pervert frantically, her eyes still wide with sudden comprehensive fear. Raven gave her an odd look.
"I think you mean kidnap."
"Yes! That!" The empath sighed.
"Are...are you okay Star?" Robin looked as though he were out of breath and, for the first time since Starfire had met him, he looked scared.
But that couldn't be right.
"I have been better..." The Tamaranian girl gave him a shaky smile. "Thank you for saving me. Again."
"I wasn't kidnapping her!" The pervert protested off to the side, urgently trying to remove himself from Beast Boy's gorilla grasp. "I swear! I was just inviting her to a party!"
"Y'know Robin...we really don't have much on this guy...after all, he hadn't actually done anything yet..." Raven shrugged.
"Dear Starry, are you all right?" Scorpio pushed his way to the front. She nodded. "Ohh my poor Starry"
"Hey! OW! STOP" The Titans and Scorpio turned to see that the man in question had fled. Beast Boy looked sheepish "Sorry guys."
"The pervert lives to walk another day..." Robin grumbled, annoyed.
"We didn't have any reasons to go off of for arresting him anyways." Raven bit her lip. This didn't feel right...
Scorpio stood off to the side, smiling. The man he'd paid had done his job well. It seemed that humans would do anything for money. Only a few more mishaps and Starfire would be his-
Scorpio felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to face a girl with medium length brown hair and dark brown bespectacled eyes. Her hair was put into a ponytail, but the front pieces fell into her face. Obviously, the stylist had cut it into layers. Stupid stylist. The girl looked Italian, with the slightest Irish influence. She was average height, about 5'5'', wearing jeans and a camo t-shirt.
"What do you want mortal?"
"You're Scorpio right? Scorpio of Tamaran." The girl adjusted her glasses.
"You've heard correctly." Scorpio informed her, obviously quite proud of the fact that someone knew who he was. Unfortunately, that wasn't a very good thing.
Suddenly, the girl drew back her arm and threw it forward, hitting Scorpio square in the gut. As she did, she seemed to be muttering to herself.
"I'm Samantha." She finally remarked in a normal tone. "Pleased to finally meet you." The girl called Samantha stood for a few seconds longer to admire her handiwork (Scorpio doubled over with pain) then turned and left, still muttering.
"Uh...dude? What was that all about?" Beast Boy looked at Scorpio oddly.
"I have NO idea! That maniac just ran up to me and punched me, all the while muttering something about...disrupting the proper pairings" Scorpio shrugged. "No matter. I'm fine."
A few stores down, the girl named Samantha gritted her teeth.
"Crap." Grabbing a walkie talkie off her belt, the brunette punched the talk button with some annoyance. "It's me."
"Registering agent Queen-of-Azarath, aka Samantha..." The walkie talkie buzzed back. "Go ahead Samantha."
"The big fat Robin/Starfire splitting jerk is stronger than he looks...then again it'd be hard not to be..."
"Your mission was for recon, Miss. Queenie. It always is. There wasn't supposed to be any attack. " The voice on the other end was testy.
"I know…" Samantha bit her lip. "I couldn't help myself! He's pure evil!"
"…Roger that. Just don't try it again. Return home."
"I copy." Samantha, also known a Queen-of-Azarath in THE PLAN, head field officer and one of eight Executive officers, clipped the walkie talkie back onto her belt. Slowly, she walked off. "...Fruity little blond haired Tamaranian proper pair splitting jackass…"
Introducing: SAMANTHA! On she's known as Queen-of-Azarath and i strongly encourage you to READ HER STORY it's psycho good. Anyways, her character is something like a weird comic relief.
Oh, and a note to Hilda? The one who left this review:
youve got to be fucking kiddingme you fucking asshole!
I have only ONE...two...things to say to you:
1) If you hated it so much, why dont you TELL ME WHY you hated it and MAYBE i could to something about it instead of leaving a review that made me feel bad...
2) Well, since you didnt, and since i'm over it now, my response to you is this:
BITE ME.
Thank you, that's all. (smiles at the nice people)
Well, that's the end of this chapter. My annoucements were longer than my fic i know. I'm so sorry! I'll try harder next time okay? I just needed you guyz to understand my predicament. I luv you all! Review plz?
As always,
SushiChica
Edited 6/23/05