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TBH Ch 3 Confrontations...Chapter 3: Confrontations At Breakfast
GET UP EMILY! YOU LAZY SON OF A
Nothing! they were all tired very tired. Lily went over to Emily; she was the only one to still be asleep. Lily threw open the hangings; she dragged the sheets of off Emily. Get up Emily!
We have ten minuets before we get given our timetables! We need to be down at breakfast! she threw open Emilys trunk, she grabbed her small uniform and pulled Emily into a standing position, GET CHANGED! IVE DONE AS MUCH AS I CAN FOR YOU NOW MOVE!
Alright Lily! Jeez I see what they mean about red heads and tempers! Lilys face went bright red with anger.
Ill leave you to get changed, you have five minuets! growled Lily through gritted teeth.
To Lilys surprise Emily was ready a mere two minuets later, laughing and talking, the pair of them subtly attached
TBH Ch 2 Tearful TruthsChapter Two: Tearful Truths
It was James. He didnt respond, he had been crying for hours, water was still drowning his eyes, his pillow was soaking but he didnt care. He couldnt even be bothered to think why James was still awake; he didnt exactly care about anything any more.
Sirius, I know youre awake! Theres no use pretending your asleep! Look, I know your upset, dont quite know why but Look, I dont want to wake up the others so, Ill be in the common room, you better come down and talk to me!
Bugger off! grumbled Sirius, wiping his eyes.
Mmmm Nope! James threw open the hangings, grabbed Sirius by the hair and forced him down the stairs.
What are you doing?! mumbled Sirius.
Getting to the bottom of things!
Getting to the bottom of what?!
Why you were crying for hours!
Shut up S
The Black House Ch 1 Sorting..Chapter One: Sorting The Surprises
Blimey, just when I thought you were all right!
Well maybe, Ill be the one to break the chain. Answered Sirius.
What was wrong with Slytherin? Wondered Sirius. All his family had been in Slytherin. He had never heard a word against Slytherin. He had been home schooled by Slytherins. They had always told him that Slytherin was were he belonged, Slytherin was the best.
Where are you going if youve got the choice?
GRYFFIDOR! Where dwell the brave at heart, like my dad! and Gryffindor was the worst.
Black, Sirius Sirius despite his casual appearance stumbled forward; he sat down on the stool and the sorting hat on his head.
Hello there, a confused mind I see before me here. Mind set on Slytherin, heart set on what exactly I have no clue about this one If I choose one, many
The Drugs Don't Work RENTThe Drugs Dont Work
I know I said Id quit. I know I promised myself, I would. Im letting myself down, not just me. I promised Mark too Mark whos always stuck by me. Kept it away from me not now I want it. I need it. Its in my hand. I have it. I can use it. I want to use it. Im going to use it. Mark cant stop me. Hes out with Maureen. My hands are shaking. I shouldnt do it. But I want it.
I need it
I have it
I place it on my forearm.
I need it now.
Its in my arm.
It rushes into my blood.
Im sick to myself.
But it feels so good.
So very good.
The worlds great.
The world sucks.
Oh god, what am I doing?
Im going to be sick.
I feel faint.
Its all dark.
Im on the floor.
Its so cold.
Mark is next to me.
I groan, rolling onto my stomach.
You said you wouldnt! You said youd quit!
I need th
Angels...Ch 9 CocoaChapter 9: Cocoa
Kate listened hard; she could hear someone crying quietly in the next cubicle. They sounded slightly familiar. She brought the lock across from engaged to vacant as quietly as she could. The infinitesimal sound of squeaking leather was covered by the sobs. The un perfect silence penetrated her, rang through her ears. She glanced at the bottom of the only remaining engaged cubicle. There were no feet; the owner must have brought them up, so not to be seen. Either that or there was a phantom in the shadowiness of the corner of the bathroom. Kate wiped the liquid from her face, harkening for the weeping. She crept to the lonely owner of the silence breaking sobs.
Yeah the door creaked open, Why arent you in drama?
Why arent you?
What are we meant to do?
Angels...Ch 8 Dear DiaryChapter 8: Dear Diary
Okay: I can't face the face Zo isn't going to be there... and seeing Mrs Davies... it's so hard. I had a chat with Mrs Davies about it, we had a cuddle too... we were both crying. She told me that I could go to the library in any lesson, she gave me that permission. I was in such a state. So here I am, missing *insert subject here* so I don't have to face life. I need to see Zo again. I wonder... ...will one of my spells work. DAMN! Why is this so hard?!
It's final I know what to do. I'm going to cut my hair short... in memory of Zoe... and then it's going black... for Zoe. But... I'm never going to wear any other colour than black ever again.
It sucks, Im never going back. Its not the same. I just want to crawl into a ball and die.
I wish I was dead.
Like my friend.
Never having to cry again.
Itll all be gone.
I wont have to deal with anything again.
Itll be over.
Angels...Chapter 7 RunawaysChapter 7: Runaway
Heaven changes at night.
Or at least it appears to.
Maybe its just me.
Or maybe its because of what Ive done.
But the colours twisting through the sky darkening from a pale pink to deep purples, blacks and blues, just changes the whole atmosphere, making it both romantic and daunting.
I wander through the magical streets.
I dont regret it
Not in the slightest
Zazzo needed help
They all did.
I ran away from the house!
I dont know anymore
I dont care
I can hear footstps
Who would be out at this time?
Zoe! I looked up, Michael cam into th kitchen, he was holding an envelope.
Zoe, babes I should go!
See ya Kylie.
Youve got mail muttered Michael.
Bloody Hell hes hot wait did I just think that?!
Oh thanks his hand bushed my own as he handed me the letter.
Why do I want to blush??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Watching...Ch 6 Michael JamesChapter 6: Michael James
with imagination comes creation what a spazzy little rhyme
Zarina sat cross legged in front of a new gravestone, reading the engraved words, tracing them with her fingers, which were still painted black, despite Mrs Scotts threats
You certainly had imagination Zozzy What was it like in Zoe land? she laughed, Zoe land sounds like a nightclub a preppy nightclub! she groaned.
We need help Zozzy Id give anything for you to get this, emergency shout out! Were a mess! Im trying to but I cant cope alone! I cant keep the group together! Were falling to pieces! I cant I just cant.
Michael James sat slumped on the sofa, he threw his homework, he couldnt focus on musical development in the US. He could hear Kylies voice echoing from the living room. Zoe didnt seem to mind her. Kylie was acting like a
Hotel BookHotel Book?
To be in Paris, the city of love, doing business, all alone woo! Charles stumbled out of the taxi, after an age sitting down he seemed to have forgotten how exactly to use his legs.
Merci! sung the driver shuffling his thick black moustache as he drove off. Charles sighed and looked up at his hotel, Merci indeed, you didnt have change for a fifty, Charles took a sip from his latte; it was truly amazing how Starbucks had conquered most of the world, like Queen Victoria and the British Empire. Charles laughed silently to himself, Starbucks was Queen Victoria!
Still teaching his legs how to work, Charles staggered into the revolving doors, dragging a bulging suitcase behind him. A prickle touched his neck, and as his steps echoed around the hall. The door locked behind him.
Looking over his shoulder, Charles edged towards the desk hesitantly. The manager turned, revealing an old wrinkled face with a gr
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