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posted by Problematic129
~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 30
        Love is lovely, lovely is love
    Beth smiled victoriously as I entered school Monday, we hadn’t talked during the weekend and I was super guilty, but instantly relieved she didn’t pounce.
    Beth clapped her hands excitedly. “That smile! It’s a happy smile! I’m in Amore smile! The data went-”    
    “Perfect!” I couldn’t help myself, I just had to say it, Beth and I squealed as we jumped up and down shouting yay, yay, yay, a lot.
    Beth hugged me. “I knew it! I knew it! te two are a match made in heaven!”
    I rolled my eyes, but I was grinning. “Sorry I didn’t call te during the weekend, I was a bit busy, Ryler and I hung out più two, Saturday, Sunday, he even went to church with us. During the whole ceremony he held my hand!”
    Beth smiled her mega/dazzling smile. “That’s your man.”
    I nodded just as Grey came behind Beth and surprised her da planting a quick baciare on her pretty pouty lips. I grinned, making an aww sound, much to their annoyance.
    “Grey! What are te doing, don’t te have class?” Beth asked, smiling.
    Grey shrugged. “Don’t you?”
    I raised my hand. “Uh, free period.”
    “Uh, rebelled to older people,” Grey shot back, and I hit him with my arm.
    “Hey!” Beth yelled. “Don’t go hitting o my boyfriend, o I’ll hit yours.”
    I felt myself blush as Grey turned to me, smirking evilly. “Boyfriend?”
    I nodded. “Yes, boyfriend.”
    “Ryler?”
    “Yes, Ryler.”
    “With dates?”
    “Yes, with dates.”
    “And kissing?”
    “Yes, and kissing.”
    Grey whistled, “go on, girl. te deserve someone, if it wasn’t for you…I’d never gotten my precious Beth.”
    Beth blushed as Grey gave her a sweet loving quick baciare on the lips, before he put his arm around her. I smiled at them, wondering if Ryler and I acted like that.
    Beth grinned suddenly. “Double dates? What do te say?”
    “Sounds good, I understood.”
    “Next week, for keeps.”
    “What giorno do te say?”
    “Any.”
    “Sure.”
    “Done.”
    “Good.”
    Grey looked at us back and forth, then shook his head. “To be a gal…”
    “Too late, te are one.” I said, as Beth and I laughed.
    Grey rolled his eyes. “I’d be a guy, not a gal.”
    I shook my head. “No you’d be a buy, sounds like boy, doesn’t it? Buy, not boy.”
    Beth cocked her head. “Or a Goy?”
    I nodded. “Yes! A goy! Not guy, goy.”
    Grey laughed, shaking his head. “No way am I going to be a go?”
    Beth turned towards him, batting her eyelashes, looking at him innocently. “For me?”
    Grey faltered, then shrugged. “Whatever.”
    I laughed, and Beth pulled Grey along with us to find the gal’s, where I told them about my awesome dates with Ryler. It’s not like I wanted to, those gal’s can be pretty scary when their determined to get some information out of you.
    Be warned.
     *Thanks for reading! Please review, fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
posted by rory2011
giorno da giorno ,the blood covering the streets più ,I don't know how I got here ,in this strada, via ,all I remember that I wanted to check out my sister if she's in the house o not ,well ,looks like my feet lead me here again

the sun was covered da the raining clouds ,the dead bodies were everywhere ,people who survived were screaming to take the bodies away before the rain fall down ,I wanted to help them ,so I helped a woman to take her daughter's dead body away
when we entered to a place looked like a small hospital ,the woman hold her daughter ,I was standing successivo to her watching her crying on...
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Well, this is a song I wrote.

I've heard it wrong
There's been a mistake
There was a time when I won and I knew it

We will go on and on and on and on
There will be no più mistakes
For the future
We will fight through it all without complaint

We are the winners, my friend
And we'll fight through it all in the end
There's no time to lose it
Cuz we are the winners

Well, I know that it's been a great day
We've done it all
We've been the best we can be and te know it
We are the winners, my friend.
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Chapter Eight: Hello, Stranger Please Don't Betray Me

      The guy stood in front of us. We needed to give him answer and fast. He was a spy and he probably knew più then he was letting on. This make sit hard to trust him. Courtney immediately detto yes. I gave her a glare and shrugged. Raven was nodding her head as while. It made me think. Were they up to something? Did they know the guy? They could have known him because he goes here for school. Actually, he seemed much older then the rest of us. He had boyish features but he certainly was someone who looks much older then 18.
     ...
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posted by BlondLionEzel
Chapter 2

Everyday, Prince ghiandaia, jay would go to the Kitsune's cage and gave her Cibo and Comfort for when she was sad. After a few days, Jays brother, Cole, Started to worry and went to their father, King George.

"I am worried about Jay" Cole told their Father, "He is always giving Cibo to that filthy Kitsune!"

"Let him do what he wants" King George told Cole, "He probably doesn't have real feelings for her, i think". Then he thought of an idea and told him his evil plan.

The successivo day, ghiandaia, jay heard crying. He ran down the stairs and saw Cole whipping the Kitsune while the Guards were laughing at her pain....
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posted by cuteypuffgirl
This a short poem I came up with. I'm not a descriptive person. I prefer just simple words in poems. This deals with the term, "Looking behind the smile." This is inspired da a friend and mine's life experiences. Enjoy :)

Gone: a poem

She sat alone
in the corner of the room.
She didn't speak
she would merely loom.
Like she was a shadow
an invisible ghost.
No one gave
a damn at the most.

She would sit there
and simply stare
looking at those
who ignored her.
No one looked
at her twice
no one bothered
when she was nice.

She was a nobody,
forgotten da all.
Her ever-blank stares
directed at the bare, empty wall....
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