Hey. Thanks for the reviews. This might be my last update for months. Let me repeat that, MONTHS. School starts Monday and I don't have a lot of time because I'm starting highschool and I'm in all honors classes. Translation: the really hard challenging classes that give a ton of homework, projects, reports, assignments, ect. So here's to my reviewers. Sorry if you don't like what I did to Rogue but I couldn't think of anything else, and well I couldn't really just not do her so here we go.
The Therapy Sagas
Chapter 5 Goth's can be deceiving
Name Rogue?
Date 6/3/05
Time 2:00
"And that's about it," I said explaining to my good friend Liz. She had walked in on my reaction to Kurt's real appearance and wanted an explanation of what I was doing here in my therapist's office, which I don't know why I freaked out considering I spend a lot of time staring at Shessomaru during Inuyasha. Good thing the real Liz is at band camp and probably wont be reading this for a while and then she can't hurt me until school starts and she probably will only give me a rather hard poke in the ribs during luck. B.T.W., Liz Snickers says 'hi'.
"Only you are stupid enough to drive your psychiatrist crazy and then pretend to be your psychiatrist," Liz said.
"And you're my best friend because?" I ask her.
"Oh shut up," she says to me.
"Um am Ah in the wrong place," a girl asked us dressed in Goth styled clothing.
"God knows we are," Liz mumbled and I stomped on her foot. "OWE!" she yelled.
"Um not unless you're not Rogue," I said over Liz's various curses.
"So should we um start off where the other guy left off?" she asked us.
"Um sure," I said turning to Liz.
"Oh thank gawd! I like so hate like having to pretend that I'm like Goth and like stuff. It's like totally yuck. Oh and so don't like get me started on like my like totally annoying southern accent," she said staring at the ceiling. It was at this time that Liz decided to leave me by saying, "oh well golly gee look at the time I really really need to be going." She ran out the door.
"Curse you Liz!" I yelled at the door shaking my fist.
"Um yeah like a back to me," Rogue said.
I was seriously thinking of saying, "Damn it all to hell," and leaving to go join Liz. Hey a box. Lets see what's in the boxie. I poked around the pox and found a plastic spoon-it's Carl Billie Joe Smith- a feather boa-that was (ahhhh) pink! I didn't touch but instead cringed-a wig and a tacky sequined green dress with matching green sequined heels. Is my therapist a cross dresser? Ewwwwwwwweeeeeeeee. Bad Image! BAD IMAGE!
A fly then caught my attention, I suppose that I should have been paying attention to Rogue but then this would have been a really boring story so you will have to read this instead. I was watching it fly all around the room going back and forth and making that very annoying and oh so constant buzzing noise. I finally got fed up and found an incredibly thick book entitled, Big Words to Make You Feel Smart for Incredibly Dumb and Stupid People. The fly had landed above the window and I chucked the book at it and of course it missed and flew straight out the window landing on a cat that made a very loud and unpleasant hissing sound.
"Um like what was that for?" she asked me. " Like all animals are like totally awesome and stuff."
"That's it I'm going insane. If I don't get her out of here soon I'm going to go crazy!" I yelled.
"Like Hello. I can so totally hear like every word that you're like saying," she said.
"Good than I wont have to repeat myself. NOW GO!" I yelled grasping what was left of my sanity. Liz came strolling in and said, "So how'd it go?"
"How'd it go? How'd it go? I'll tell yeah how it went. It went not that bad, if you ignore the fact that she was a totally as annoying as the first girl." I yelled. "Guess what though. I found Carl Billie Joe Smith!"
"That's great because I found Billie Joe Carl Smith the Fork!" she said holding the plastic fork up to the sky.
"You do know what this means don't you?" I asked her.
"I sure do," she said with her evil grin on her face.
Suddenly some weird announcery voice came out of nowhere and said, "What's wrong with all these people? Will they ever be normal and what does all of this mean?"
"Hey! Who the hell are you?" Liz asked.
"I'm the announcer," he said.
"Do I have to pay you?" I asked him.
"Yes."
"Then in that case let me be the first to tell you, Get the hell out of here."
"Hurt-ful."
"Don't care!"
"You'll get over it."
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