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«Oldest ‹Older 4401 – 4600 of 4714 Newer› Newest»Oh Val...
I wasn't planning on it.
But I'm going to do what I was planning on anyway.
*gets out whistle, blows on it and pushes Val, who lands in Caelan's arms*
I'm adding you.
*screams in terror and flails around uselessly in an attempt to escape*
See, now THIS is funny.
*screams even louder because Caelan hugs REALLY TIGHTLY AND DOESN'T LET GO*
*screams loudly*
THE LAPTOP JUST SHUT DOWN!!!!!!!!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THIS MEANS???
*is swearing very loudly at laptop*
Would there be more predators or prey in a particular ecosystem? Explain.
DEAR SH*TTING GOD...
*calms down, but is shaking*
That was waaay too F*cking close...
Hello?
Hi Nobody...
*is still shaking*
what the hell is going on?
AND I'M NOT SHAKING WITH LAUGHTER.
My laptop just shut down by itself.
When I hadn't saved Echo for the day.
I NEARLY LOST THREE PAGES.
damn... you wrote three pages today
Wanna read it?
Course
so sorry, but i gotta go
see ya some other time
Scarlet walked out of school, her two ‘friends’ complaining about a Maths test or something.
‘Scarlet, what do you think?’ One of them asked. Scarlet turned, glaring. The two girls cowered.
‘I think that you wouldn’t be complaining as much if you had been paying attention in Maths instead of drooling at Travis.’ She scowled and kept walking. The girls looked at each other, looked back at Scarlet, realised they were being left behind and caught up with her.
‘Scarlet, you can’t treat us like that. You lucky to even, like, be talking to us.’ The second said. Scarlet stopped and faced them again.
‘Lucky? Lucky? How could anyone possibly think of me as lucky when I have two morons following me everywhere? Your constant chatter is turning my brain to mush. Goodbye Charlotte. Goodbye Jessica.’ And with that Scarlet walked home by herself, feeling like she should’ve done that three weeks ago when the two idiots had started to follow her like lost puppies. Scarlet sat down on her favourite bench at the park and started doing her homework. About five minutes later, a boy sat at the other end of the bench.
* * *
Two boys peeked around the corner. They were looking at an enormous set of doors. The doors were tall and grey. They looked like steel, but the boys couldn’t tell from the distance.
‘Dude, it can’t be true.’ The first said.
‘Shush! Travis, if they hear us, we are dead meat.’ The second whispered frantically. Travis laughed.
‘It is! I swear, it is.’
‘Prove it.’ Travis smirked.
‘Okay. Look at the entrance. If it wasn’t the entrance, why are there people guarding it? And why are there chains and locks around the door?’
‘Ace, it could be a prison.’ Travis said.
‘Travis! You know that isn’t a prison. You took me to the prison.’ Ace groaned.
‘True. But I still don’t believe you.’ Travis said. Ace sighed.
‘C’mon, if we stay any longer we’ll get caught.’
‘Fine.’ Travis grinned. They headed back to Ace’s house.
‘Travis I am sure that was the place.’ Ace insisted, walking in the gutter.
‘Why? Ace, really, why?’ Travis asked.
‘Because it makes sense. The doors would be small or decorated if it were for, say, the town hall.’ Ace was about to continue, when he saw a girl walking on the other side of the road. ‘Sorry Travis, got to go.’ Ace ran after her. Travis watched him go and shrugged.
* * *
Scarlet ignored the boy, concentrating on her homework. The boy said nothing. He sat, watching Scarlet intently and didn’t say a word. After twenty minutes Scarlet sighed, put her work down and scowled at him.
‘Are you here to stalk me, or tell me something? Because I don’t like people breathing down my neck while I work.’ She said, impatiently. The boy said nothing. Scarlet glared at him, something that generally made people cower. The boy stared back at her. Scarlet frowned slightly and glowered again. She inspected him. He had short black hair. His eyes were dark and his skin was pale.
‘Scarlet Grant, you have an assignment.’ He said. His voice was deep and menacing.
‘I do. I have a Maths assignment and a Science assignment and a History assignment- I could go on all day. But I am sure that isn’t what you mean.’
‘You are correct. Here.’ He handed her a folder. ‘You have one week to decide whether you will comply or not. If you do agree, I shall be seeing you again. If not, it was nice meeting you.’ He got up and walked away. Scarlet watched him walk away, very confused. She shook her head and finished her homework. Then she checked to see if anyone was around. No one was. She picked up the folder and looked at the outside. It was cream and made of cardboard. It looked very, very professional. Scarlet opened it up and started reading.
* * *
Ace followed the girl, silently. Eventually she walked into an empty alley.
‘Hello again Ace Collins.’ She said, not turning. Ace had been approached by the same girl and few days previously. She had long, straight black hair, dark eyes and pale skin.
‘I showed Travis. He didn’t believe me. And I want to know your name.’ Ace replied.
‘My name isn’t important. I told you that boy didn’t trust you. Are you ready?’
‘Your name is important. Show me the folder.’ He said, narrowing his eyes. The girl turned around and handed him the folder.
'My name is not important. You have one week to decide whether you will comply or not. If you do agree, I shall be seeing you again. If not, it was nice meeting you.' And with that she turned and left. Ace watched her go, then left for a nearby park. He sat down near a pond and looked at the folder. It was cream and cardboard. It looked extremely official. Ace opened it and started reading.
* * *
Scarlet finished reading the folder and looked at the bottom of the last page. There was a dotted line where she would sign if she agreed. She checked her watch and got up. She needed to go home. She got up, thinking about what they were asking her to do. It was ludicrous. Scarlet was only fourteen after all. She got home and walked straight to her mini library. She dropped her stuff on the floor and placed the folder on her desk. She then scanned her bookshelf, looking for her book on law. Scarlet picked out the book and flicked to the table of contents. Chapter Twelve- Laws. She checked up the list. Accepting the assignment would result in her breaking several laws. But she wanted to know more. She looked at the folder. It had said something in it about working with a partner. Who? She didn’t want the black-haired boy. He was creepy. And the first person Scarlet had met that didn’t react to her glare. People could meet it, and then shy away. But never stare back. It worried Scarlet greatly that anyone could do that. She looked across at her desk again. This was exactly what she had been wishing for. But now it was waiting for her she wasn’t so sure.
* * *
Ace walked back to the doors as he was reading. The girl had said that the doors were The Entrance.
‘The entrance to what?’ He had asked.
‘The Entrance to The Vacuum.’
‘What, you mean The Vacuum?’
‘Yes.’ She answered.
‘The Vacuum to, y’know. The other side?’ Ace asked, nervously. The girl nodded.
‘Yes. And, I’m afraid, if you can’t say the place’s name, you can’t get the job.’
‘Fine.’ Ace tensed. ‘The Echo Side.’ The girl smiled.
‘And you’ll have to stop flinching.’ And with that the girl had walked away. Ace shuddered. The Echo World. That place was mysterious and terrifying. There was the world that Ace knew and loved and the Echo World. The Vacuum was the space in-between. In the side Ace was standing in, people could be mean, bad and disgraceful. But on the Echo side there was a version of Ace. A version of Ace who was pure evil. The was a version o Travis who was pure evil. The Echo land was called that because it was like and echo of society. Like something that’s been broken and out back together, but not quite right. Something had to change. The people, activities the places were all the same on both sides, but on the Echo side, it was lined with hate, spite and evil. Ace finished reading and looked at the doors again. It was going to be dangerous. And life-threatening. Ace was in. He ran home and signed the paper.
* * *
The next morning Scarlet woke up and got ready for school. She eyed the folder and put it in her backpack. She trotted to school, feeling good about getting to sit with her real friends again. She got to school and walked to her locker. She put her bags away and looked for her friend Sara. Finally, after ten minutes of looking, Scarlet found Sara. Sara saw Scarlet and scowled.
‘Sara! How are you?’ Scarlet asked. Sara kept scowling. Scarlet frowned.
‘Sara, I swear, I don’t know why I was talking to those morons. I’m sorry about what I did, and I want to make it up to you.’
‘Why should I trust you? You deserted me.’
‘Because yesterday I told Charlotte and Jessica that they had about as many brain cells as a plank of wood.’ Scarlet smiled. Sara smiled as well.
‘Welcome back buddy. Lets get to class.’
* * *
At lunch Ace was walking to the library when he saw a girl holding the same folder that he had gotten yesterday. He watched for a moment, and then kept walking. It had to be a coincidence. He scampered to the library, and started to do the homework he was meant to be doing yesterday. After a few minutes he saw the girl with the folder walk in. She was in some of his classes, but he couldn’t remember her name. She had ash brown hair, and turquoise eyes. Her skin was pale, and had a couple freckles. She sat down at a desk at the other end of the library and opened up the folder. Ace watched her get out a pen and read the folder. It could be her homework. She could be doing homework, in a cream cardboard folder. She could be finishing off an assignment, which was encased in a folder. It could be hundreds of things. But he was still curious.
* * *
Scarlet was sitting in the school library, reading the folder again. She wanted to sign, but was way to nervous. As she got closer to the end, the hand she was holding the pen in was shaking slightly. She got to the end and stared at the dotted line where she was supposed to sign her name. Scarlet wished that the line would fade under her gaze. She blinked, snapping her out of it and glanced up. In the short look, she realised that a boy was staring at her. She closed the folder and put the pen in her pocket. She wasn’t signing while someone was watching. No way. She got up, and moved to a place where she could get a proper look at the boy without being conspicuous. She looked at him then pretended to get a book out. Scarlet thought his name was Ace, but couldn’t be sure. It might’ve been Alec or something. All se knew was that he hung out with Travis. Which means she didn’t like him. His hair was shaggy in length and sandy in colour. His eyes were emerald green. His skin was slightly tanned. He made eye contact with her and she scowled at him. When he had made a suitably disconcerted face, she walked out of the library. She met Sara on the way back to her locker, and they chatted till it was time for class. Scarlet finished talking with Sara and smiled. Sara provided a level of intelligence to the conversation that Charlotte and Jessica would never be able to compete with. Scarlet walked to the park after school at sat at the same bench she had yesterday and began working on that day’s homework. About half an hour later the boy from school sat at the other side of the bench. Scarlet was getting annoyed.
* * *
Ace followed the girl out of school, to the park. He stood by a tree as she started her homework, and eventually went to sit near her. She looked up at him. She then realised who he was.
‘Dude, what the hell? You were watching me in the library today, and you followed me here. What’s your problem?’ She asked, clearly angry.
‘Look, my name’s Ace, and I saw you with a folder at lunch.’ He stammered.
‘Mine’s Scarlet. That folder is private.’
‘Yes, I know it is, but I have one just like it.’
‘So? You can get those folders anywhere.’ She said, doing her homework again. Ace leaned forward.
‘Yes, I know, but I didn’t get it. Someone gave it to me.’ When Ace said that Scarlet looked up again.
‘Black hair, pale skin, dark eyes?’ She asked. Ace nodded.
‘Did you sign it?’ Scarlet asked quietly. Ace nodded again. Scarlet grinned and got out her folder. She signed it.
‘So, what now?’ She asked. Ace was about to say that he had no idea when the black-haired girl arrived with someone who looked like his brother. They stood looking at Ace and Scarlet. Then the boy spoke up.
‘Ace Collins, Scarlet Grant. You have both decided to comply with the contract. Here is the equipment you will need.’ He said, placing two black backpacks on the bench. Then the girl continued.
‘Your instructions are in the bags. You are each others partners if you hadn’t figured it out yet.’
‘Yeah, we figured that out.’ Scarlet said.
He left.
That's annoying.
Where'd you go Val?
Prey.
Pfft, I'm past that question. I'm doing my science project, which is due tomorrow. I've got to finish it.
*looks at paper* What do I care how the humans might change the food web? WHY WOULD I EVER CARE?
We did that last year...
That makes sense. You're a year older than me.
*trips on the stairs while getting a piece of paper* WHY DO I HAVE TO TRIP ON EVERYTHING?!
Did you read the new bit of the story?
Not yet. I'm working. *furiously scribbles on paper*
Okies.
*screams in frustration* I HATE SCHOOL SO MUCH! I HATE EVERYONE THERE! I JUST HATE EVERYTHING!
I think I have to go. I can't get over it, and I don't want to say something mean to make you hate me. Bye.
...
But I would rather have you be angry at me than me be alone.
I also know that it wouldn't be my fault.
So please don't go.
*sighs and leans head against the wall* Fine.
I feel like an idiot for asking, but it's snowing in the arctic areas, right?
Okay. *mutters swears about school under breath*
Living is fun...
School is not...
And being hated isn't fun either. I would know.
...?
*smacks head into the wall* I really do hate just about everything...
...
Not SP.
Not Derek.
Not Amanda.
Not Me, hopefully.
Not Writing.
Not calling Fletcher a Hedgupine.
Val?
Val!?
VAL?
I gotta go, BYE!!!
Sorry. I was in the shower, then getting ready for bed.
Well, I'm leaving. Bye.
Heyy is anyone there?
*Pats llamas on head*
*Feed snails snail food (whatever they eat)*
Llamas and Snails =P
Damn it - still no is here :'(
I'm here!
But only for half an hour
Oh hi freakfan. I hate llamas.
But snails are okay
Freakfan are you there?
Freakfan???????
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Ooooooo now I'm here! Just reading some stories that people of blogland wrote.
Ummmmm u can stop saying 1 now. Wes til have a couple more comments to make until then.
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hahahaa 100 more comments to make actually
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Hi Eve!
Llamas and Snails
Hi eve!
*eats live chicken*
Hi!
Live Chickens!
STAR YOU STILL HAVE WAY MORE THAN 50 COMMENTS TO MAKE BEFORE THE FIRST PAGE!!!!!!!!! Do you want me to steal the dedication again?????
*Eats live chickens!
Why are we calling firsts already?
OH NO! NOT YOU AS WELL EVE!
Hey! If you don't want me here, fine! I'll leave!
U GUYS WILL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT I JUST DID!!
YOU SHOULD TRY AND GUESS. YES YOU SHOULD.
I JUST TURNED MY SNAILS INTO ZOMBIES! I FEEL SO PROUD OF MYSELF AND MY MINIONS. =)
I MISSED OUT ON GETTING TO DEDICATE 3 PAGES IN A ROW!
NO EVE DONT LEAVE! (hands all live chickens)
HAHAHAHA STARR IN UR FACE!
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Thanks. *eats live chickens*
*grumbles*
DAMMIT.
Dedicate, please.
My stupid mouse lost its battery right in the last minute.
*mutters angrily*
Hahaha.
It might take a while to write her whole dedication out. She was bragging about how long it was before when I got first comment.
*Chews thoughtfully on live chicken*
Oh. Well, I'll be waiting.
A lot of these people have taken names....do you have one, BFF?
Ooooo btw Eve, I included u iin my dedication before. Plus the live chickens. And Llamas. And Snails. And Derek Landy. And Valk- . . . . . . . . I should stop now. I may as well just say my whole dedication again. But I wont.
No I dont but I bet I could make one up right now.
YES!!!!!
I've got to go now and my dedications would take too long to write out so i'll put them on when i next come on.
Ummmmm, Jazz Spire?
I like the name Jasmine and a nickname for Jasmine is Jazz soo . . . . . I have no idea why I added the 'Spire'. I just fitted.
What? Quickly write it out NOW Star
*Sighs*
Hello?
Eve? You still there? *Steals live chickens from behind her back*
Please, don't leave me here.
If you don't come back I'll just log off anyway.
I'm here.
No I'm not.
Bye Blogland
Sparky?
You still there?
*Sighs again*
Okay. Fine then. Talking to myself isn't that fun.
*sighs*
Wait. I have to go now anyway, so Goodbye Blogland (again)
HELLO BLOGLAND!
Let's see what I can do on the Touch...
I have figured out a way to write the story on the iTouch, so I probably won't respond for ages if you come on.
I actually got to dedicate this page, but i wasn't there to dedicate it. So here my dedocation.
I dedicate this page to: a) i the golden god and his awesomeness
ii SP and it's awesomeness
iii the hope that SP books will grt evenore awesome (if that is possible, which it probably isn't.)
iiii the hope that the golden god will read my dedications and speak to me
b) i the hope that I will get to dedicate more pages
ii the hope that when I come on the blog, I usually won't be the only on there.
iii the hope that everybody's laptops/phones etc. will work properly
iiii everyone on the blog except freakfan (though if she stops being llama and snail exdane it's dedicated to her as well)
c) the straight jackets (even though i'm not one of them)
d) i exsanity (if you want to know what exsanity is ask read Negativesanity's comments a few pages back)
ii the banishment of llama exsanity
e) the hope that i'll never get hit bt another football
f) i the death of all llamas
ii the banishment of all the pictures of llamas there are
iii the banishment of the mention of llamas
iiii the banishment of yhe thought of llamas
iiiii the banishment of either Freakfan or Freakfan's llama exsanity
g) anything else I should have dedicated the page to that I didn't
If anyone objects to my dedications please say so
G2g! Bye!
Aw...
I missed you very completely.
DEREK LANDY! PLEASE READ MY NEW STORY!!!
HERE'S THE LINK!!!
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com/2012/01/whos-started-new-story.html
EVERYONE ELSE GO THERE AS WELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm still here...
...
DEREK, you gotta update the blog.
Hello?
NEGATIVE!!!
http://insidesparkybraginskishead.blogspot.com/2012/01/whos-started-new-story.html
GO TO THE LINK!
How are you???
I am good.
Visiting link in a sec. Right now I need to express my shock.
Here goes:
Did I REALLY just read what I thought I read?
I think I did.
Yes, I did.
Midnight just dedicated this page to Exsanity...which also means that it is dedicated to me...And Exsanity...
...YES!!!
Alright, I'm done now.
Where were we?
Oh, yes. You need to read Ch 4 of Zathract Mist.
http://myuselessshortstories.blogspot.com/
Sparky?
Brb, dinner.
Hello?
Sparky?
Damn it, why am I always alone?
I swear, I won't read the rest of your story until you start talking to me again.
*resists urge to move mouse to internet and read the story. Grunts with effort and continues struggling*
God damn it, Sparky.
Guess what?
I'M BORED!
*glances at clock, then frowns* Is it really 2:45 AM? Damn. I can't be on. BYE!
Damn...
Chapter five is up, and you ALL need to read it.
...ALL OF YOU!
Bye.
Hello??
hi minions
Greetings Mortal...
Hi everyone!
I finally got to dedicate a page! I am so happy!
*eats live llama
Hey Star!
Here are my dedications in case you haven't already read them!
I actually got to dedicate this page, but i wasn't there to dedicate it. So here my dedocation.
I dedicate this page to: a) i the golden god and his awesomeness
ii SP and it's awesomeness
iii the hope that SP books will get even more awesome (if that is possible, which it probably isn't.)
iiii the hope that the golden god will read my dedications and speak to me
b) i the hope that I will get to dedicate more pages
ii the hope that when I come on the blog, I usually won't be the only on there.
iii the hope that everybody's laptops/phones etc. will work properly
iiii everyone on the blog except freakfan (though if she stops being llama and snail exsane it's dedicated to her as well)
c) the straight jackets (even though I'm not one of them)
d) i exsanity (if you want to know what exsanity is read Negativesanity's comments a few pages back)
ii the banishment of llama exsanity
e) the hope that I'll never get hit by another football
f) i the death of all llamas
ii the banishment of all the pictures of llamas there are
iii the banishment of the mention of llamas
iiii the banishment of the thought of llamas
iiiii the banishment of either Freakfan or Freakfan's llama exsanity
g) anything else I should have dedicated the page to that I didn't
If anyone objects to my dedications please say so
So we've got shadow, a shadow ripper and a ripper reaper? Cool.
Hello anyone???
Yes but I am the best!
Hello!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hey Crys! Hang on BRB!
Kk! :D
Hi crystal!
Did you read my truly awesome dedications which truly are awesomely long?
WHERE HAS EVERYONE GONE?????????
They are so awesome Star! and I'm right here =P
Argh! I dedicated the page to the hope that this would not happen!
OK, I'm back!
Oh hi crystal
Wb Shadow! What Star?
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