Hi! Sorry for not updating for so long but I had this HUGE-O project to do, so DON'T KILL ME YOU SAVAGE BEASTS!

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LOVEBIRDS? YEAH RIGHT WERE ENEMIES!

(yeah, fear the mighty-ness of the big words)

chapter ten: DARN YOU PARENTS OF OURS!

PS. yeah, me dedicate this to mostly, cutereviewgirl cause she helped me out, also to SITS-25 and dArkliTe-sPirit for always reminding me that there is other crazy pple like myself in the world THANKYOU!

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I sat there bored, like always I was ALL alone in a big house EVERYDAY.

Ugh. And on a weekend too.

I gave out a big sigh. I know what's my parents are doing. Dad's at work and Mom converting a plan with Maddie to get me and that dork of a neighbor-Danny.

But that wont happen.

So she could kiss that hopes away. dumb mom……….

I flopped myself onto my movie room couch, deciding I'll just have to waste my life eating popcorn watching "Scary Movie #3"

Deciding that I'd have to start on my project about 'How wonderful The US' is I also took out my laptop and started researching something great about the US.

Suddenly I get an E-Mail.

PunchyaLightsOutKid: I know where you liveeeeeeeeeeeee……….

Who is PunchyaLightsOutKid? probably just a old hag or something trying to pull a trick on little kids-what losers .

DArklite-sPirit-Girl (a/n I stole that from a reviewer/she knows who she is) I'd think so.

PunchyaLightsOutKid: what movie are you watching?

DArklite-sPirit-Girl: "Scary movie #3"

PunchyaLightsOutKid: Pfffft what a wimpy movie.

DArklite-sPirit-Girl: well I think it's pretty scary.

PunchyaLightsOutKid: what kind of popcorn are you eating?

DArklite-sPirit-Girl: Butter…. WAIT! How do you know I'm eating popcorn?

PunchyaLightsOutKid: Like I said… I can see you…..

DArklite-sPirit-Girl: OK MISTER OR WHATEVER YOU RAPIST! WHO ARE YOU? I DEMAND AN ID CARD! I said-err wrote.

OK. This is FREAKY. Who the hell is this guy! I NEED QUESTIONS! Err.. ANWSERS!

OK. Calm-down. Like you say, just a oooold hag… that's probably a rapist out to get you.

OMFG!

Before I could calm myself down or think of anything I heard the door to the Movie room

(the one I'm currently in right now) slam close.

OMG! AN OLD HAGGY STALKER RAPIST IS IN THE ROOM! AND I CAN'T GET OUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTT!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I began to jump out of my seat and head for the door but right where I was (where was still near my big comfy chair because that's most of the time I was freaking out) my chair pushed down and someone's hand grabbed my mouth to stop me mid-scream. Not wanting to see what would happen next I closed my eyes, reading myself for what would happen.

But to my surprise the only thing that was happening was some guy laughing!

I opened my eyes to find my oh-so-wonderful neighbor.

"DANNY you are going to DIE!" I said glaring at the blue eyed fiend.

"Hey Sammy, what kind of popcorn are you eating?" he mocked still laughing.

"I'm gonna eat your head if you scare me like that….. You freaking stupid neighbor." I said as I resumed watching 'Scary movie 3' while typing up my essay.

"Hey revenge is revenge." he said still laughing. what did he mean by that?

and how did he see me?

…

Oh! Duh. The stupid window over there. (so convenient)

Danny just ploped himself into a seat next to me, also watching the movie.

Thirty minutes later………………………………...

When I say 'resume typing' I mean resume staring at the computer screen 'trying' to get some work done.

And when I say 'trying' I mean I only wrote one sentence and kinda lost it from there.

"UGH!" I grunted and slammed my hands upon the keyboard- kind-of damaging it severely.

Well I guess you're lost there.

Having nothing else to do I looked over to my 'crazy, pyscho rapist of a neighbor'-only to find how really howwonderful he is…

Without his shirt on.

Wow… his chest is hot.. WAIT! I mean grody and putrid! NASTY! No Sam LOOK away. Not at your neighbors nice chest-err- I mean grody chest.. that's right grody..and out of shape! Fat lard! Which is putrid. And-STOP STARING AT HIM! HE MIGHT PUT UP SUSPICION IF YOU KEEP ON SMILLING LIKE A MANIAC!

Once I thought of that, I quickly did what I thought the right thing to do.

"err… EEP! EWW GROSS-M-MY EYES! MY INNOCENT POOR WEAK EYES! THEY BURN! DANNY YOU NUDEST PUT ON SOME- ERR…pause (hey she thinking on the top of her head --and on Danny nice chest ) CLOTHES! Um…" pause "YOU LOSER!" I added covering my eyes for the effect.

But I think that I must of yelled it like I was dieing or something cause Danny jumped up really fast and scanned the area until his eyes met mine.

"What are you yapping about loser" he said as he went back onto the couch like it was nothing.

Well obviously someone's not listening

"Put on some clothes" I demanded trying to calm myself down.

He looked at me like I was stupid.

"I am wearing clothes" he said smartly. Jeez Danny stop acting like a smart ass.

"NOOO. I mean put on a shirt." I made sure I empathized 'shirt' but he just loves making me struggle.

"What? You don't like what you see?" he said as he got off of the couch and neared me.

"UM…NO! err- What are you doing? Wh-um.. I know how to…. TO BAKE COOKIES!"I said in a threatening voice. (A/N: threatening isn't in Sammy vocab yet so is mine)

Bake cookies? You could've said 'I know karate' but you said 'I know how to bake cookies!"

SHUT-UP! I tend to blurt out, so what? A common thing when I'm scared or nervous. And hey! No one can bake those kind of cookies like I can!

Of course the black dark kind, no one could bake those!

You got that right.

"Oh yeah, well I know how to eat chips!" he said mockingly.

OMG!

I KNOW WHAT HE'S DOING! He's trying to beat my 'I know how to bake cookies' line! NOOOOOOOOOO one could beat that line! Cause no one could make those darn cookies like my dark black kind. He's obviously asking for a duel when he's said that. Well, Sam Manson has the upper hand, you hear that (well um.. Her face says it all) you pretty boy! You going DOWN! mentally punches through air but slips and falls on face my revenge!

"ARE YOU ASKING FOR A DUELLLLLLLLLLLL?" I said maniacally (A/N: hah! Sorry for Sam fans that I made Sam so crazy in my story, it's just so fun)

"Of course I am, Loser." he smirked while advancing on me.

Well um. How bout lets say I'm NOT a fit person to 'go' into battle with my neighbor today. Just looking at his abs and um muscles in his arms, isn't very.. Well helping my state so technically… I'M GOING TO DIEEEEEEEEE! OMFG!

I started to back away when something caught my eyes. There! On the sofa is my rescuer! My teddy bear!

Yes. I'll smack him with its internally soft fluffy-ness. No, I could I'll stuff it into his face and suffocate him! Or.. Um.. Throw at him too! (even better, blind him with the evil fuzzles that keep flaking off of him!)

I started for Muffy (the teddy-bear) but Danny must have seen this too.

And before I know it, both of us are flying through the air toward that one little, cute, $1.99 cheap-o teddy bear.

My hand latches on tight, and I feel triumphant, but its quickly wiped off my face when I see Danny there. He grabs the doll and we both fight for this precious weapon.

I know I'm at a disadvantage now.

SOOO SORRY FOR THE SHORTNESS WELL I'LL TRY TO UPDATE SOON.

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