Christine closed her book and turned on her computer. She tapped her foot impatiently as it loaded and logged on.
Angel of Music has entered the chat room
BlondeBeauty: hello Christine
PrettyBoy: hi Christine
OperaGhost: hey
Angel of Music: hello guys… Erik did u kill Andre and Firmen?
OperaGhost: no
BlondeBeauty: why? I thought u were
OperaGhost: the chicken shits left before I could.
PrettyBoy: ur not that fast aren't u (grins)
OperaGhost: Do u want 2 live ur life fop
PrettyBoy: yes
OperaGhost: then I suggest u be quiet
Angel of Music: Erik, leave Raoul alone
LordFirmen has entered the chat room
Prince André has entered the chat room
LordFirmen: good evening everybody
(A.N. ok, I'm getting tired of everyone saying there hello's)
Everybody: hello
Prince André: well as u can see were r alive
OperaGhost: u just wait
Prince André: (runs 2 corner)
OperaGhost: yea fear me (laughs evilly)
Angel of Music: Erik, down boy
BlondeBeauty: oh Christine before I forget could u help me in Spanish?
Angel of Music: yea why? I thought u were passing
BlondeBeauty: well, after that test, my grade went down
OperaGhost: I thought u studied 4 that test
BlondeBeauty: (laughs nervously)
Prince André: Meg u better bring that grade up before ur mom finds out.
LordFirmen: yea or u won't be able 2 perform in the opera
BlondeBeauty: that's why I'm asking Christine 4 help
OperaGhost: changing the subject how is the lead?
LordFirmen: she's fine, her ankle was just sprained
Prince André: why do u care Erik
OperaGhost: oh I was just wondering
Prince André: r u lying (hint, hint)
OperaGhost: bastard… I was just curious. I wanted 2 see what the damage was
LordFirmen: 4 some reason I feel that it wasn't an accident
OperaGhost: so what if it wasn't
LordFirmen: ha proof!
OperaGhost: shut-up
Angel of Music: Raoul hasn't said anything 4 a while
BlondeBeauty: yea ur right… Raoul r u still there
OperaGhost: the fops probably fixing his hair
Angel of Music: Erik (Sighs)… Raoul r u with us
BlondeBeauty: u make him sound like he's dead
OperaGhost: Little Giry, we're not that lucky
Angel of Music: ERIK!
OperaGhost: what? (chuckles)
Angel of Music: Raoul
PrettyBoy: yea
Angel of Music: where were u
PrettyBoy: I went 2 go check out a noise I heard
BlondeBeauty: what kind of noise
PrettyBoy: it sounded like someone was walking around
OperaGhost: damn!
PrettyBoy: what's "damn"? u didn't hire someone 2 kill me did u
OperaGhost: no
PrettyBoy: good
OperaGhost: I would do it myself (grins)
Angel of Music: Erik!
PrettyBoy: then why did u say it!
OperaGhost: b/c, when a person goes and checks out a noise they usually die. And u didn't. so damn!
Angel of Music: Erik! (slaps and hugz Raoul)
PrettyBoy: ha ha
OperaGhost: fuck-off fop
PrettyBoy: ur just jealous
BlondeBeauty: ANYWHO, Christine when will it be ok 4 me 2 come over 4 torturing
Angel of Music: umm… u want 2 come over in about 5 min.?
BlondeBeauty: sure
Angel of Music: see u in 5
BlondeBeauty: right
Angel of Music has left the chat room
BlondeBeauty has left the chat room
Meg quickly turned of the computer and packed her books.
How was that? I need more ideas. If u could pleez give me ideas it would be most appreciated. Thanx. Pleez R&R!