"so my job is to make the queen of mean get of her pedastool and not die."
"wow." emmie said.
"i know, huh?"
"well, maybe watching 'inglorious you-know-what' would help!"
"nice try, besides, i've been watching rated-R movies for two years now; you can watch those yourself."
"then wait 'till your 18!"
as he walked off angel walked in.
"what happened to dyeing your hair?" i asked.
his hair was fading again; it looked all dirty blonde.
"i thought we were leaving yesterday."
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LunaBella 01:10, February 6, 2010 (UTC)