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The two children walked into the classroom with bright smiles on their faces.Today was their first день of first grade,andd they were ready. Sitting Далее to eachother like always,the two smiled at eachother whent the teacher was calling off names for attendence. She didn't seem very nice,but that didn't bother them.She stopped Чтение names and glared at the paper.
"Mac and PC?" She called with a grim tone in her voice.The children raised their hands in unison,saying a quick 'Here'. The teacher didn't look very impressed.
"Let me guess..." She said,sighing with an unpleasent look."Your full names are Macintosh and Personal Computer,right?" Her voice was heavily laced with sarcasm. PC stood to correct her,but Mac smirked at him as a sign to back off for a sec and play along.
"Why yes," He began,seeming еще like a little man than a first grader."Our mothers are big computer geeks,naming us after the two computers.Ironic that we're best friends,huh?"
The teacher stared at him with a look of disbeleif.
"Who ever's teaching Ты those big words and sarcasm,tell them to stop. Now,tell me your real names before Ты go to the principle's office,boys." She said,trying to appear in charge again as the kids around her laughed. Mac sighed and сказал(-а) 'Maccan Jennice',getting teased by some other kids for having a girls name. PC growled at them,telling them if they didn't stop,he'd staple their heads to the tables and give them paper cuts all over their faces. Sending the room quiet,he looked at the glaring teacher,and сказал(-а) his name was 'Pacen Macallister E'mil' (Obviously mispronouncing some of it). The teacher seemed to ignore PC's threat to the other kids,and continued attendance.
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At the end of the day,the teacher stopped Mac and PC before they left.
"You boys сказал(-а) Ты were best friends,right?" She said,the same unpleasent look as before. The boys nodded,smiling,and added 'Forever' in unison.The teacher meerly shrugged,and looked at them,casually adding "We'll see...." before they left.
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It's always so cold at night..... PC curled into a ball on the ground,pulling his мех капот, худ over his head,shivering. So cold... He closed his eyes,hoping he'd forget about the cold if he fell asleep.Darkness sometimes made him feel better...you couldn't see anything in the dark...if Ты died,you wouldn't be angry,because Ты wouldn't know who или what killed you...And the person wouldn't have to live with the guilt of seeing Ты dead...
Suddenly,his thoughts were interupted by the pressure of something being forced to his head.Even though it was dark,he still knew what it was.A gun.PC refused to open his eye,in fear that he'd know who's holding the gun. The silence was broken by a slight chuckle,the gun being pulled away from his head,and most surprizing of all to PC,a blanket being put over him. PC opened his eye,looking up.His eye widened when he saw who was standing over him. Mac.
"Wh-what are Ты doing here?" Mac meerly smiled,softly saying,
"Running away from my past,and helping my future...I'll start off by saying I Любовь you......"
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To be Continued
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The two children walked into the classroom with bright smiles on their faces.Today was their first день of first grade,andd they were ready. Sitting Далее to eachother like always,the two smiled at eachother whent the teacher was calling off names for attendence. She didn't seem very nice,but that didn't bother them.She stopped Чтение names and glared at the paper.
"Mac and PC?" She called with a grim tone in her voice.The children raised their hands in unison,saying a quick 'Here'. The teacher didn't look very impressed.
"Let me guess..." She said,sighing with an unpleasent look."Your full names are Macintosh and Personal Computer,right?" Her voice was heavily laced with sarcasm. PC stood to correct her,but Mac smirked at him as a sign to back off for a sec and play along.
"Why yes," He began,seeming еще like a little man than a first grader."Our mothers are big computer geeks,naming us after the two computers.Ironic that we're best friends,huh?"
The teacher stared at him with a look of disbeleif.
"Who ever's teaching Ты those big words and sarcasm,tell them to stop. Now,tell me your real names before Ты go to the principle's office,boys." She said,trying to appear in charge again as the kids around her laughed. Mac sighed and сказал(-а) 'Maccan Jennice',getting teased by some other kids for having a girls name. PC growled at them,telling them if they didn't stop,he'd staple their heads to the tables and give them paper cuts all over their faces. Sending the room quiet,he looked at the glaring teacher,and сказал(-а) his name was 'Pacen Macallister E'mil' (Obviously mispronouncing some of it). The teacher seemed to ignore PC's threat to the other kids,and continued attendance.
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At the end of the day,the teacher stopped Mac and PC before they left.
"You boys сказал(-а) Ты were best friends,right?" She said,the same unpleasent look as before. The boys nodded,smiling,and added 'Forever' in unison.The teacher meerly shrugged,and looked at them,casually adding "We'll see...." before they left.
~~
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It's always so cold at night..... PC curled into a ball on the ground,pulling his мех капот, худ over his head,shivering. So cold... He closed his eyes,hoping he'd forget about the cold if he fell asleep.Darkness sometimes made him feel better...you couldn't see anything in the dark...if Ты died,you wouldn't be angry,because Ты wouldn't know who или what killed you...And the person wouldn't have to live with the guilt of seeing Ты dead...
Suddenly,his thoughts were interupted by the pressure of something being forced to his head.Even though it was dark,he still knew what it was.A gun.PC refused to open his eye,in fear that he'd know who's holding the gun. The silence was broken by a slight chuckle,the gun being pulled away from his head,and most surprizing of all to PC,a blanket being put over him. PC opened his eye,looking up.His eye widened when he saw who was standing over him. Mac.
"Wh-what are Ты doing here?" Mac meerly smiled,softly saying,
"Running away from my past,and helping my future...I'll start off by saying I Любовь you......"
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To be Continued
Age:16
City: Mayfield, New York
Fears: Bees, rejection
Bio: Bio: She's a very unique person, she acts like the tough girl but she's very shy at times. She has very useful skills in technology but she reads. She HATES Justin Bieber and Taylor Lautner but she loves Taylor быстрый, стремительный, свифт and George Lopez. She doesn't like to act in public but when she's wth her Друзья and family she can be very very VERY dramatic. A Noah and Courtney obsesser, thank Ты very much. And hidden in her locket is a picture of her and her grandmother. When crystal was 13 here grandmother died of murder by a drunk guy so that locket so that locket means a lot to her. Once she met her best friend, Delores, she has gotten over her grandmother very well.
Personality: She's very moody, can laugh easliy, likes to joke around, but hates to be wrong. When on here good side, she can be a lot of fun, but when she's mad или sad, she tends to be uhh violent.
Crush: Noah, Tyler
Enimies: Duncan, Gwen