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posted by para-scence
I got home, where Reed was at the кухня таблица playing poker with some Друзья and smoking. I walked up to the таблица and threw the bag onto the table. His Друзья all looked at it, gaping. Reed laughed.

"Good job, baby sister!" he said. He took the bag and inspected it. I smiled at his praise. He looked up at me and smiled. "But shouldn't Ты be at school? If Nikolai finds out he'll bust your head in."

"So don't let him find out," I сказал(-а) like it was an obvious answer. His buddies laughed. Reed shook his head at me, but a smile still played on his lips. He threw the bag back at me.

"Well then, get lost!" he laughed. I rolled my eyes and went to my room to change clothes. I swapped my baggy black jeans for grey skinny jeans, and my maroon hoddie for a black A7X sweatshirt. I stuffed the drugs into the front pouch of the hoodie and walked out of my room back to the kitchen. Apparently Reed didn't know I was still here.

"Uh, you'd better get out of here. Nikolai just called;he сказал(-а) he was almost Главная from the store..." he said, sounding scared. I rolled my eyes at him.

"Seriously, Reed. Do Ты really think I'm afraid of Nikolai?"

"You should be," a deep voice сказал(-а) from behind me. My eyes widened, but I didn't turn around. Reed mirrored my expression, while his Друзья stifled their laughter. "I'm sorry guys, but I'm gonna have to ask Ты all to leave." His Друзья grumbled and сказал(-а) their goodbyes to Reed, then left. I frowned. I turned to see Nikolai, much taller and muscular than Reed, standing behind me with his arms folded.

"Go sit on the couch," he ordered. Unfortunately, as I walked past him, he noticed part of the plastic bag sticking out of my фуфайка, толстовки pouch. Quickly and swiftly, he snatched the bad out of my pocket. His face grew red.

"Fuck," I grumbled.

***

"What do Ты have to say for yourself?! Skipping school, and еще drug dealing?! Do Ты know what'll happen if Ты get caught?!" Nikolai ranted, pacing back and forth in front of the couch. Reed sat down Далее to me, leaning casually against the arm of the couch.

"She won't, Nik. Trust me. This girl's good!" Reed said, sticking up for me. He leaned over and put his arm around my shoulders, messing up my hair. I pushed him away and smoothed it out again.

"Reed. Shut it. Harley, get rid of this," Nikolai said, throwing the bag at my stomach. I caught it, glared at him, and stalked off out of the apartment to outside where the garbage cans were. I sighed. There goes $30 into the trash...

"Hey, Harley." I looked up to see Carmine, arriving Главная from work. I waved at him. "Aren't Ты supposed to be at school?" he asked. I ignored him and went back to the apartment, where he followed close behind. "What's her problem?" he asked as if I couldn't hear him.

"Nikki caught her skipping school, and with a bag of weed," Reed сказал(-а) proudly. Nikolai growled.

"And you're grounded for a month, missy," he said, jabbing a finger in my direction. I flipped him off when his back was turned.

"Oh, but when it's Reed, it's fine, right?" I countered. Crap. I really shouldn't have сказал(-а) that. Reed's eyes widened and for a трещина, сплит секунда he looked like he'd kill me if he could. Nikolai turned on him then.

"What?! I thought Ты were done with that shit!?" Nikolai shouted at him. Reed stuttered to find the right words.

"Well... Ты see, I..." I escaped to my room. I really didn't want to see this go down. Plus I felt terrible for ratting out Reed too. I curled up on the футон and tried my best to sleep, but I couldn't. I was too awake. I heard Nikolai and Reed shouting at each other from the кухня too, and Carmine's occasional neutral contribution to the arguement. I listened for a while. Their conversation actually making me feel drowsy. I blink and yawned, and then laid on my side to try and sleep.

I was woken by an ear-splitting sound. I screamed and jumped up, my right thigh felt red hot. It was hot at first, and then I felt pain. I growled and cursed at it. I heard the neighbors downstairs and upstairs panic at the commotion. The guys came running in at once, and I turned to face them. Crap, crap, crap. I then remembered I'd left my gun in my pocket. It must've went off while I slept on it. I felt the blood dribbling down my leg, but I tried to remain cool.

"What the hell was that?!" Nikolai shouted.

"I, uh, it's nothing. It's just---" I began.

"It's what?!" Nikolai shouted.

"Would Ты shut up and let me finish?!" I shouted. I reached in my pocket, which now had a bullet-sized hole in the pocket now, and pulled out the gun and held it out. "It went off in my pocket. It's fine."

"You slept with it in your pocket?! How could Ты be so clueless?!" he shouted.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks for asking," I said. "And it's no big deal!" I insisted. Nikolai rolled his eyes at me.

"You call that fine?" Reed asked, pointing to my leg. The blood had bled through my pants now, leaving a long stream of deep red all down my thigh, knee, all the way down to my ankle.

"Oops," I muttered.

"Yeah, 'oops,'" Nikolai mocked. "Go to the bathroom and wash it up. You'd better pray to God that doesn't need stitches. Do Ты know what'll happen if I take Ты to the ER again?! This would be the third time in six months!"

"Ok, that last time wasn't my fault..." I said. "How was I supposed to know that guy had a switchblade?!"

"Harley, Ты need to learn to not go off on anyone that looks at Ты funny. Learn some self control. Now hand it over," he said, holding his hand out. I placed the gun into his palm. He stalked off to his room, slamming the door behind him. I'll probably never see that thing again in my life.

"Can Ты walk?" Carmine asked, offering a hand.

"Yeah," I сказал(-а) as I walked to the bathroom. Reed and Carmine walked behind me, hands out as if I'd fall или something. Luckily, the bullet only grazed the вверх of my thigh. It was a miracle all right. It'd leave an ugly scar though. I left the bathroom, and went and sat on Reed's bed, otherwise known as the диван, мягкий уголок in the living room.

"How's your leg?" he asked.

"Fine," I said. Carmine plopped down Далее to us, holding a bowl of popcorn. He held it out to us and threw a handful of it into his mouth, missing еще than half. "Fail," I told him. He stuck out his kernel-covered tongue at me and chuckled. I took some and sighed. "Why is Nikolai being such an ass?" I wondered aloud. Carmine swallowed. He hated it when any of us were mad at each other. He's "sensitive" as Nikolai used to put it.

"He's just worried about Ты growing up," Reed offered. "You're our baby sis. We hate seeing Ты getting so grown up." He pretended to wipe a tear away, and I threw some попкорн into his face. "No, but seriously. Ты know how protective he is. He's just worried about you."

"Well he shouldn't be. I cant take care of myself," I announced, folding my arms.

"Said the girl who nearly shot herself in the leg," Carmine whispered. I glared at him. Reed laughed.

"'How was I supposed to know he had a switchblade?'" Reed mimicked in a high pitched voice. I punched his shoulder. I grinned in victory when he frowned and rubbed his shoulder. "Ok, not to sound like Nikki, but I think it's time for bed." Thunder roared overhead. I cringed into Reed's side.

"Can I sleep here tonight?" I whimpered. I was a little ashamed, but that feeling went away when Reed put his arm around me.

"Sure, Ты little wimp," he сказал(-а) mockingly. I knew he didn't mean it though. Carmine curled up on my other side, and laid his head on my shoulder. This, I didn't mind about having Reed and Carmine around. They got on my nerves sometimes, but they were always there for me. I closed my eyes.
posted by Sutelc22
i still wonder...was it a dream...was i obducted by aliens and in a illucive state of mind...what happened to me? i was lying on my постель, кровати fading in fading out,ithink i went to sleep but i couldnt tell i could still see all the things around me in my room.the alarm clock,the lamp,which was still on,all the things in my room wre still the same.theonly things that were different was that i was paralyzed,icould not Переместить no matter how hard i tried.there was a loud ringing in my ears.i tryed to wake up but i couldnt.then it happened.i was levitated over my постель, кровати about four feet.i could not Переместить nor speak.i...
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posted by DxCFan123
I felt sick and went to the bathroom. I felt sick, but nothing was happening. Then, class ended. The огонь alarm started to ring through the hall ways. Everyone was screaming. I realized the огонь was right in the hallway of the bathrooms. I barely opened the door to find red monsters in the middle of the fire. I tripped and fell out of the doorway. They saw me and before I knew it, I was tied up and being gagged with a cloth. They left me by the fire. Everyone was trying to find the fire. Bruno appeared in the hallway. Bruno ran to me, going through the flames without a scratch, burn, или injury.....
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posted by ZekiYuro
The art of Письмо a letter takes practice, knowledge about proper form and the ability to put into words your feelings, thoughts, and/or ideas. If Ты learn the basic parts of a letter, it will help Ты to create letters for a variety of occasions.
Parts of the Letter:

Your address
At the вверх of your letter, Ты will put your address, so the reader will know where to send their reply to.

Date
Put the дата on which the letter was written in the format месяц день год i.e. June, 15, 2009.

Inside Address
The inside address is only required for a business letter and will include the address of the person...
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Since I will usually end up leaving Fanpop for a месяц или two then come back with a new story, each chapter is going to represent a month. So, let's say, by now, Kat and Sadao are really close friends, they do everything together, AND FRICKITY FRACKITY FROOK

Kat's POV
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"No, Ты idiot, your doing the bow-hand all wrong!" I yelled at Sadao, and fixed the positioning of his fingers on the violin bow. "Even I know how to do it correctly, and I just started a месяц ago!" I got out my violin and did all the positions, then counted down. On 2, he asked me, "Can Ты sing it to keep...
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posted by para-scence
I stayed in my room all день on Sunday, coming out once или twice to use the restroom down the hall. I didn't see Dad at all that day, which was a plus. Not enough to ease my remorse, though. I wanted so much to run to Micah and get the hell away from here. He, after all, was the only thing keeping me from killing myself right at this moment.

On Monday though, Dad knocked on my door, not so violently this time.

"Alessa! Get up now before you're late!" I dragged my limp body over to my closet and got dressed. I finished getting ready, and then was out the door. I missed Micah; I was late. I probably...
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posted by para-scence
Lucy soon became like a mom to me. She watched after me, and made sure I got enough to eat (even if it was from a dumpster). I grew еще anxious as the nine месяц mark came near. Only then did I think about actually delivering the baby. Lucy promised she'd help me, and that she'd try to remember how it was handled when she had her sons and daughters. The baby began kicking and shifting around a lot, and it doubled me over in pain. It happened quite frequently, and I became постель, кровати ridden. Lucy didn't want me walking the streets like this, and she insisted that I stayed in the car. She brought me...
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posted by StarWarsFan7
Three hours after Darla left and everything's fine at the shop. A teen with dirty blond hair and hazel eyes enters the store. He looks like... "Steven?" Steven stops in his steps. "Bree?" "Yeah. What are Ты doing here?" I ask. "To buy something? Do Ты know where the Конфеты is?" "Yeah it's in section two." I point towards the секунда section in the store. The Магазин smells like vanilla and chocolate. Probably because of the ice cream that have been melting in the corner of the store. Which reminds me... "Steven, would Ты like to work here?" I ask to break the silence. "Sure. I need a job." Steven...
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posted by grissomsgirl
This isn't a timeline story Gilbert is three and this is my first try at fanfiction, so please be gentle!

All C.S.I. characters owned by CBS except for Grissom Junior, he's mine, I hope!


Hello my name is Gilbert Arthur Grissom Junior and this is my story, I was born three years назад in San Francisco to my mother Sara who was all alone at the time of my arrival, as I grew up Mommy kept making references to my father whom she wanted to either strangle for the lack of help или Kiss him senseless, neither of which I understand about as I'm only three. Anyway after turning three that August I started...
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posted by joe-edwardfan
Chapter 12
6 месяц later
School was boring as always everyone in the school looked at us like they did with the Cullen's and as for me and matt we got closer! I really liked him ,almost loved him but not the kind of Любовь my сердце held for edward it was different like he can complete me we went to are medow every день after school and talked and other stuff as Ты know but I never slept with him not know I wasn’t ready I just have this stupid stupid idea like I'm cheating on him but that isnt true he leaft me and got over me and started dating another vamp that I'm sure was Tanya.i hate him I...
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For many еще weeks we were happy. I gave Bloom lessons on the violin, and how to speak properly. She was еще than willing to do these things, as long as I was the one teaching her. A few times, I tried to get her to work with Abby, but she refused. She only wanted to work with me. I was her big sister, after all. In a way, I think Abby was happy about this. It gave her a little time for herself. I was glad too… it was nice not having her waiting on us all day. Waiting on us for an order. She began to even take orders from little Bloom… they played чай parties together often. Though she...
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posted by para-scence
"...What do Ты mean?" Mom asked. We'd told her about the rent. I had managed to get off the table, but I had to lean against the counter for support. My leg was so sore.

"Mom," Paige сказал(-а) slowly. "We're going to get evicted if we don't pay it."

"So just pay it," she said, oblivious to the seriousness of the situation.

"We can't," Paige said. "We have no money."

"What happened to all of it?" Mom asked, her eyes widening.

"We used it to pay the hospital bill last month. So Matt had offered to pay the rent, and he didn't. Now we're in trouble." Mom was quiet for a moment, then rolled her eyes and...
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posted by Insight357
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    When she reached the bank of the crick she glanced around for Wyatt. She walked out onto the pier. The pier went about one-fourth into the water.
    Claire spotted something out of the corner of her eye. She began to turn, but it was too late. Wyatt, a gangly boy with black...
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'When not interfered with by outside influences, everything
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Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn...
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