So, did you miss me?

Well, say hello to chapter 8. Chapter 9 is going to be up whenever I can get it up. It's almost over (yay!)

Here it is, Enjoy!

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Konnie walked into her kitchen, took a glass from the cabinet, and a pill from the bottle in her hand.

"This will help your thoughts," Dr. Wallis had told her, "Take it twice a day."

For a few days now, Konnie had been taking the pills, and much to her suprise, they were helping her.

It was finally Friday, and she and Monique were going to shop around for party clothes. (Monique had also gotten an invite to Tara's party.) So Konnie went and sat on her couch. She looked around at her house.

The walls were a light pink color, unlike her room which was a hot pink. The kitchen and living room blended in together nicely. Every room was filled with girlish charm and teenaged paraphernalia. There was a door off one side of the living room that was a bathroom. That was it though, 1 living room, 1 kitchen, 2 baths, 1 bedroom. Not much, but enough for her.

A knock came at the door, and Konnie answered it.

"Girl, this place is TIGHT! You're so lucky to have your own place, this must rock!"

True, even if it did rock, Konnie felt alone sometimes. When she was alone, she would think about Wade, and everything about him that she liked. Sometimes, she thought about what it would be like to be normal, to have a real family, to not be two people genetically fused together.

Yet other times, she would miss Kim, or Ron. Or Ron or Kim's families. It was so hard being like this.

"You know it, now let's go!"

Konnie, however, pushed that aside, and began going to have fun shopping with Monique.

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Monique and Konnie walked out of the Science Facility together, and began walking on the side walk.

"So Mon, where are we going?"

"Well, I was thinking we could hit the mall, gorge ourselves on Club Banana Brand skirts and tops, and..."

"Actually, Monique, I'm not a big Club Banana person."

"What do you mean? Those fuzzy pink boots your wearing seems to speak louder."

"These boots, I got them at Smarty-Mart."

Monique stopped walking for a second.

"Say what?"

"Yeah, I get all my clothes from Smarty-Mart."

"Wait, hold up. I swear those are the same boots I saw at Club Banana yesterday for $95.00!"

"What the fuck! No, I would never pay at least $40.00 for a pair of shoes!"

Monique began to jump up and down screaming, "HOW MUCH DID YOU PAY FOR THOSE?"

Konnie smirked, "25.84, with tax."

"Shut up!"

"Why should I?"
"Girl, we are goin' to Smarty-Mart, do ya hear?"

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I remember Konnie laughing loudly as she told me how Monique had yanked her by the arm, and practically brought all the clothes the store had that would fit her.

"So Wade, be honest, how do I look?"

"If I say hot, would you slap me?"

Konnie laughed, "I can't slap you, you're on a computer screen."

"Okay then, you look hot."

Konnie spun around again in her mirror. A pink (what other color did you think?) glitter tie on top with a blue jean skirt stitched in the same color, and with identical gitter on it. Konnie caught herself on her bedpost, as the tall 4 inch heels nearly tripped her.

"How should I do my hair, Wade?"

"Just because I'm a super genius, doesn't mean I know what hairstyles look good or not."

"Well you were alot of help."

"Yeah, but you still look hot."

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My apologies for making this chapter so freakin' short, but do expect a new one soon.

Maybe my computer will kill over soon, but for now it's fine, and I'm so happy I could bring you this new chapter.

Jewelie

(o.u.t)