(A/N): Chpt. 5! Sorry for the late update but FF(dot)net was being such a douche. Um... I actually have nothing to say... unless you guys want me to rant about my LACK OF REVIEWS! I never wanted to be one of those authors that beg for reviews, but I will if I have to. I mean, like come on! So many views and hits but so little reviews! If you could see the 120 plus hits and 90 plus viewers on my story traffic and the 11 [hopefully plus] reviews then you'd be frustrated too. On a brighter note, I have REVIEW REPLIES!
R.R.
person: Thanks so much! It's okay if you bring it up. I still have to walk in his classroom everyday and do work so it still stings a bit; Lol long reviews FTW!; That's good Lol. Your hair sounds pretty. Mine is more brown with black roots and reddish/light brown parts; Lol thank you! the pervs are particularly my faves. They make me laugh XD; OMG, I never noticed that! Epiphanies FTW! [Watch out for that saying in future chappies ;-]!] Yeah, I'm glad Robin knocked some sense into her too! But this isn't gonna be easy, there are more yummy boys are headed her way!; Thank you for your praise and thoughts!
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My Boy Fast Blog
Why Don't You Just Tell The World?
September 21st, 2010: Thursday
ARGH!
Today the worst possible thing happened.
THEY KNOW!
You're probably going "WTF?" in front of your computer screens at the moment so allow me to elaborate. Me and the gang [my sisters, Robin, Aimee, Chrissy, Nikki, Vikki, Mike, Mitch, Floyd and Lloyd (twins) and Harry] were just hanging out at lunch hour. We were chatting amicably [don't I sound smart? XD], enjoying one another's company. Then it happened.
Bubbles: So how's your boy fast coming along Bloom?
I nearly choked on my soda. I'm not kidding; some grape soda went down the wrong pipe so I spent the next fifteen minutes coughing and hacking while the boys looked at me like I was on crack. Nice.
Mitch: Boy… fast?
Bubbles: Uh-huh. She plans to swear off of boys for indefinitely.
It was so quiet at the table you could hear a pin drop. Then guess what? Just like my sisters and the others, those assholes laughed. THEY LAUGHED! [-sad face-Damn it, doesn't anyone support me?]
Me: -death glare-
Boys: -hysterical laughter-
Me: -death glare-
Boys: -chuckle-
Me: -death glare-
Boys: -nervous laughter-
Me: -DEEAAATH GLAREEEEE-
Boys: -gulp-
Me: So?
Harry: So what?
Me: What do you guys think?
Floyd: Why are you doing this? Is it because of Chuck?
Vikki: Not just Chuck. Get this girl in front of a male homo sapien specimen and she becomes psycho.
Boys: What?
Buttercup: Bloom + crush = crazy.
Boys: Oooooh
The girls and I erupted in laughter. Sometimes I wonder how did the boys pass kindergarten. Man, they are so slow, it's hilarious! They looked at us confused and shrugged their shoulders at each other before they continued eating.
Mike: Well one's thing for sure, many guys will be disappointed.
Me: Disappointed?
Lloyd: You must've noticed. You and the girls are first-rate here-the top of the list, next to Princess and her drones.
Aimee: That's a lie.
Buttercup: Yeah. We hardly ever get asked out, or even flirted with. -muse- Unless you count being groped by those perverted motherfuckers as 'flirting.'
Blossom: -glare- Language.
Buttercup: -rolls eyes- Sorry.
Harry: Anyway, that's because they don't have the balls to ask you girls out.
Blossom: Is there a real list?
Lloyd: Yup.
Nikki: You guys are sick.
Mitch: Hey, it's not us. We just agreed.
Mike: Regardless, one of you is off the market. This'll makes potential buyers really sad, especially since Blossom, Buttercup, Chrissy and Vikki shared their thoughts on most of the boys here years ago.
Floyd: So I guess only three of you are "for sale."
Aimee: That's just….
Nikki: Sick?
Aimee: Exactly.
Harry: I guess we should tell the other guys about your…um…fast.
So far, I had nothing to say about the road the conversation was taking [A list? I mean, come on! You can't be serious]. It was at those words however, that more grape soda decided to take a wrong turn and thus ensued more coughing [I seriously sound smart! =D].
Me: Tell anyone, and I'll kick all of your asses. I'd rather not have my personal business out there for people like Princess or Chuck to use and abuse.
Mike: Okay, okay. Don't have a cow.
Blossom: -frown- Language.
Writing this, I realized that maybe it's not so bad that the boys know. They could be my personal bodyguards, if you may.
Bodyguard Mike, protect me from the sperm donors!
I kind of like the sound of that.
[62 comments]
[1] By: MusicIsMyLife
Your friends r sick. Lol.
[2] By: JustAnotherDay
-shrug- We did lists all the time back in Junior High. We would make one and the girls would make one and then we'll switch. It's horrible-once a girl cried due to her low rating. We stopped after that.
[3] By: NoNoNo
[-sad face-Damn it, doesn't anyone support me?]
It's okay Bloom. We support you!
And yes, you did sound like quite the little scholar writing this!
On a different note, remember my boy boycott? Well, there's this new boy in my school and he is GORGEOUS! He's so sweet and nice and funny and charismatic and EEEEE! I don't wanna leave my friends to boycott alone, but this boy is too good to pass up. What should I do?
[4] By: pogoagogo
I can be your sperm donor ;-]
[5] By: LongHairDontCare
Bodyguard Mike, protect me from the sperm donors!
Lolzzz
[6] By: MoneyToBlow
JustAnotherDay- Smh. That's violation.
[7] By: chocolateROCKS
Me: -death glare-
Boys: -hysterical laughter-
Me: -death glare-
Boys: -chuckle-
Me: -death glare-
Boys: -nervous laughter-
Me: -DEEAAATH GLAREEEEE-
Boys: -gulp-
LML!
[8] By: MayTheForceBeWithYou
They make girls sound like property. Smh.
[9] By: InsertWittyScreenNameHere
Your friends remind me of me. I can be a lil slow sometimes. =/
[10] By: ItsTeaTime
pogoagogo- Um…ew. R u always this perverted?
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(A/N): Smh means Shaking My Head. Other variations include smdh (shaking my damn head), smfh (shaking my fucking head), smdfh (shaking my damn fucking head) or smmfh (shaking my motherfucking head). Lml means Laughing Madd Loud. Madd can mean a lot or very [smh black people and our slang]. Other definitions include Licking My Lips. These variations will be used throughout the fic so watch out for them!
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