I guess you can tell that Zarra and Fang like eachother, or, atleast, Zarra likes Fang. Fang is kind of un-emotional, but he DID he lose Max. More on that later. DAMB, IS FANG TAKEN??? As you can probably tell, INUcarrot is always in capitol. Im not, get used to it. Anyway, it is 12:35, and it looks like the world outside is just as black and cold as our hearts. We are having a bit of trouble with INUcarrot's digestive systems. Nothing big. Actually, its deathly.
Anyway, this chapter is going to be good. We will try to get you a little bit of everyone's backround (except Fang, leave the best for last!) in this chapter. NOT ONLY THE BEST, THE HOTTEST!!! You can tell she is obsessed, uh huh.
Here it goes, rolly polly ooly.
(Sky's POV.)
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Everyone was looking at me. I guess it was time to share. We had talked a little about our pasts before, but now was time to get deep. I sighed, why did I always have to go first?
"Well, I am nine and I died when I was 3. I don't remember much. There were 6 unknown men…at my dad's party. It was at the bar. I know a felt a lot of pain, but I don't remember much of that now. Just a lot of movement, and shadows, and darkness. Then light, then I was here. I was alone for awhile. Most of these trampolines were empty. I didn't have many people to talk to, just the gods. They are pretty boring. Then Fang and Iggy came. They didn't talk much either. By then I was eight. A year later you came, and then three days went by, and now we are here." I sighed, hoping they were content. I know I wanted to curl up in a ball over there and die…again.
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I felt strange after Sky was done talking. I felt like my heart had turned dark, like it sank to the bottom of my feet.
"Zar," Sky said in a rough, husky voice. "Your turn." She then turned her back a little, and sniffled.
"Ok, I died on Halloween. Strangely enough, me and my friends, and my mom were all hookers for Halloween. There was this guy who had been stocking all the way up from when we started trick-or-treating to when we got back to my house. He shut off the car he was in, and my mom walked towards the car. I remember how her high heels clicked on the cement. He rolled down his window and muttered something to my mother. My mother just shook her head and walked away. He then turned back on his car and drove off. After that we brought all of my friends home. Mey Lee was the last to go home. Before I could get to her door step the car that my mother saw before drove up and parked right infront of her house. Mey Lee was scared, she didn't know what to do, so she asked me and my mother inside. My mother looked at her and said: no, it is ok we will take care of this creep. She took my hand and we walked towards the car. I was getting nervous, my knees were shaking. I looked at my mother. She looked like she was getting tense as well. When we got up to the car the man rolled down the window. He stared down at me with big devil-ish eyes, and a wide evil grin. He asked my mother how we were tonight. My mother did not answer. My mother said: I would prefer it if you would stop following us and scaring my kid and her friends, so please stop following us and leave us alone. At that, the grin on the man's face looked like it had been blown off by the wind. He rolled up his window and drove off. As my mother and I walked down the street, we were getting close to the cemetery where my friends and I used to play soft-ball. We were walking past the cemetery when the same car from before parked right infront of us. The man walked out, looking angry. Then I heard a door slam on the passenger side. My mother told the man that she had thought she told him to leave us alone. The man said that his son wanted a little revenge on me. Revenge? What had I done to deserve revenge? As if she had been reading my thoughts, my mother asked what kind of revenge? The boy walked to his father and took out a gun from his pocket. I heard a gun-shot, then pain flowed through my body like a thousand hot, aching knives. Then I was here." I said no more, but turned away from the group so they would not see my tears.
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Iggy's POV
'Wow' I thought 'what a way to die'
"Basically I was betrayed by someone I called family." I didn't need to say anymore because that was what happened.
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Fang's POV
Silence……….my usual.
Zarra's POV
"Okay now that our life stories have been spilt, except for a certain someone, Fang. Why don't we go on to a much more happier chapter of our lives?" I asked.
"Like what we are dead. What could be so happy about being dead." Iggy asked.
"The glass is always half full!" Sky said.
"Or half empty." Fang said.
"It doesn't matter, it should always be a reason to refill the cup." I said. Even though we were talking/arguing over two trampolines, our meanings still got across. Unless you are emo then you would just drink the cup.
"Speaking of water, what do you need to do to get a glass of water in here?" Iggy asked.
"What the hell would you need it for you are dead a zombie practically." I said
"I am thirsty is that a problem?" Iggy asked
"Well ya you are DEAD how do you except to get water down you throat."
We did it!!! This chapter took about an hour to write, with a lot of "foofees", drama, and a bit of…choking to finish. Yet, it will be worth it when we put it up. Even all of the swearing that INUcarrot did at the computer will have paid off when we post this up. Anway, I would like you to know that INUcarrot's vocabulary has spread widely, and here she is now. UGGGG!!!! GUESS WHAT I LEARNED A NEW WORD IT IS CALLED DUOCHE BAG. There you have it folks. INUcarrots new word of the year. OH YA AND GUESS WHAT I LOVE FANG AND OTHER HOT GUYS ON THE INTERNET.!!!!!!!!!!!! So stupid. So stupid. Here is a copy of INUcarrot's report card:
English : F-
Math: U
Social Studies: B-
Science: A- (she likes to explode things far too much.)
Reading: don't even go there.
Family Consumer science: B+
Art: C-HEHEHHEHEHEHEHE I SUCK AT DRAWING STICK FIGURES AND JUST ABOUT EVRYTHING ELSE TO DO WITH DRAWING. And painting, sculpting, architecture, building, and just about…life. Teehee, wild MAGIC user siging out, before INUcarrot kills me.
FIN
P.S. SHE WILL NEVER SEE DAYLIGHT AGAIN. OH AND REALLY I GOT REALLY GOOD GRADES ON MY REPORT CARD. Ya right… except for that math…