ANFTA:
Myself: Oh my god chapter two!
Me: Uh huh…
Me: If you say so…
Myself: I wonder if the paparazzi'll chase us!! -Sees a broom and karate chops it, hurting her hand instead of the broom- OWCHIE!
Me: Haha… cough Anyway, this chapter introduces four made up characters, courtesy of us – Aurora, Jarred, Daymond and Jessey. Aurora and Jarred are twins, and the daughter and son of Aphrodite and Kyros (Also made up – Persephone's brother). Daymond is the son of Achilles and Gaia, and then there's Jessey. Oh god… Jessey…
Myself: What's wrong with her?
Me: Nothing! She's like you!
Myself: Yep!! And again – we don't own anyone but Jarred, Aurora, Daymond and Jessey!
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Jay saw two other girls and three boys were at the Lemon. "Uhmm… Can I get seven lemon swishies for my friends and I? Please?" Jay gave the girl in the lemon a shy smile, which the girl returned.
"Hey guys – these are the seven exchange students from New Olympia; Jay, Odie, Herry, Theresa, Archie and Atlanta and Neil," Nikki said with a casual wave of her hand. "And these are Jen, Caitlin, Jude, Jonsey, and Wyatt." Scattered hellos met everyone's ears.
"Hey, Theresa. You busy tonight… hon?" Jonsey asked slyly, sitting on the edge of his chair.
"Uhh… Help me out, Jay." Theresa edged towards Jay, moving away from where she had stood beside Atlanta.
"Sorry, dude, she's taken." Jay leaned over to kiss Theresa. Atlanta leaned over to Archie, talking so low that no one could hear her other than him.
"God… finally.." She whispered in his ear.
" I know," He whispered back, smiling slightly, "Geez…. And they thought we were dense and slow. We've been together for two and a half months now, right?"
"Shh. They don't know."
"Oooo… Finally, they get together. Now if only Archie and Atlanta would get the hint…" Odie mumbled to Herry, who snickered quietly.
"Yeah." Herry agreed, trying to calm his laughing fit.
"So I guess that's a no…" Jonsey sighed heavily. Rejected again.
"I guess so." Theresa states shyly, blushing. "Where'd you learn to kiss like that?" She whispered to Jay.
"That was all the love I had stored up for you," Jay whispered back, putting his arm around Theresa. (( Jordan What a cheesy line.. –sweatdrop- Katelyn It's cuuuuuuute!!)) "So… Uhh… are you busy tonight?"
"Actually, No. I have nothing to do tonight."
"Cool. Uhh… is Sushi okay? Or do you want burgers? Or maybe even tacos?"
"What about tacos? I like tacos!" Theresa told Jay.
"Okay – tacos it is. Do you want to get some lunch, guys?" Jay grabbed the two trays of lemonades.
"WOOT! FOOD!" Herry ran ahead, followed closely by Odie, who usually followed extremely close behind him. (You see it's pretty funny. Odie is kind of like Herry's own personal babysitter).
"Stop! Don't run, maggots!" a rent-a-cop (Old, ugly Ron), yelled at them.
"Hey Ron. Pull your pants down. You look too old."
"Hey you punks. Shut your traps."
Herry slid to a stop, craning his neck to the door.
"Herry, why'd you stop?" Odie whined, doubling over, his hands on his knees, panting.
"Odie, do you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"That cry… it sounds like a plea for help! It's coming from outside!"
"Well then, let's go see. They'll follow us. They'll be shocked that you skipped lunch, though. It's always 'one for all, and all for one – let's go get a pizza!' with you…" Odie muttered darkly, following Herry out the side door.
"Oh God. Will you look at that?" Atlanta stopped walking.
"Look at what?" Jay asked, oblivious as usual.
"Herry and Odie. They left… Without food."
"And that's shocking?" Neil yawned, the lemonade fully refreshing his complaining spirit.
"Herry leaving without food? Yes. Call the cops the world is ending." Archie replied sarcastically.
"We'd better get moving then," Jay began to run after Odie and Herry, beating the rest out the door. The group of five made it outside in record time. They slid to a stop beside Herry and Odie, staring in shock at the sight before them.
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ANFTA:
Me: You lied again.
Myself: Huh? What now?
Me: THERE'S NO DAYMOND!!
Myself: Hehe… whoops… Did I raise your spirits?
Me: You are sitting right beside me… hitting you IS an option…
Myself: Hehe… Uhh… Um. Well... He will definitely be in the next chapter. If he isn't you can hit me.
Me: I know he's in the next chapter – I can see his name all of seven lines into the next chapter on that piece of paper beside me.
Myself: -Steals paper- what paper?
Me: Oh haha… NEXT CHAPTER!