Noffie
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Cheese Grater
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Post by Noffie on Mar 18, 2006 19:31:29 GMT -5
LOL
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Arisa
Small Milk
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Post by Arisa on Mar 18, 2006 20:00:18 GMT -5
Great story, Emily
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violet
Medium Milk
Merry Christmas!
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Post by violet on Mar 18, 2006 20:03:03 GMT -5
Evil Van, Karen, and Jack. I was wondering why you made Jack so possesive now I know.
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Post by Emily on Mar 18, 2006 21:55:42 GMT -5
Yeah. He was always fishy. and he has to fufill hisjob.
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Post by Limegreen Queen on Mar 19, 2006 13:07:02 GMT -5
I scream you scream we all scream for more please!
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Post by Emily on Mar 30, 2006 11:09:58 GMT -5
Ch. 20-Escape “Burn?” My voice came out in a squeak. “So you have a hearing problem?” Karen replied coolly. “He said-” “We know what you said.” Rick said.” What I would like to know, Karen, is why you betrayed us.” He said, jumping over because he was bound, and we linked hands. “Imagine this.” She said angrily. “You are the most pretty, the most popular, and the best actress in town. You had a very fabulous boyfriend too.” She glared at Rick, and then continued. “Then, he goes out walking, meets a very ugly girl, and invites her to stay at his home. They instantly love each other, and you get shunted to the side. So you go to a new boy, also lonely because his girlfriend went off with someone else. You share each other’s pain. Then, one day, a man comes to your door and offers to get rid of the snotty girl. You just have to fool her. And the rest is history.” Karen shook her head. “Let’s get it over with.” Harris snarled. “Enough talk.” He shoved us over to one of the sticks, and took out another rope. He began to tie us to the stick. An idea flashed through my head. I began to whisper to Rick, and he nodded. Harris looked up quickly. “What are you whispering about?” He said suspiciously. Rick shook his head. “She was only telling me goodbye.” He said. Harris nodded. Van walked over to us, smirking, and holding a match. He set it on the wood at our feet, and flames at once sprouted up. I began to sweat, as my plan didn’t seem so good now. I carefully leaned down and put the ropes to the fire. The fire weakened the rope, and the rope began to burn. I nearly cried out in pain as it touched my skin. But I broke free and began to run. “Get her!” Van cried, astonished that I was able to escape. As they all started to run after me, no one watched Rick. He did the same as I did, then launched of to me. We ran off the beach, and behind us we could hear Van yelling at his slaves. “You bumbling idiots!” He cried. “The forest. To the forest.” Rick said, panting now, and we reached the forest after a couple of minutes. We linked hands and went inside.
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Post by Limegreen Queen on Mar 31, 2006 15:58:54 GMT -5
YEAH MORE!
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Post by Emily on Mar 31, 2006 18:38:58 GMT -5
Thanks. I think..never mind.
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Post by Emily on Apr 3, 2006 10:20:49 GMT -5
Ch. 21- Our First Day in the Woods “Rick.” I said, about seven hours later. “That’s the thirteenth time my stomach has growled. It’s night, and I’m tired.” “I’m…uh…not.” Rick said, with a hint of hunger in his voice. Then he yawned so big I even heard his jaw crack. “You are too.” I said. “It’s almost sunrise, and we hadn’t even had lunch yesterday.” I grabbed his arm and pulled under a large tree with a huge shady trunk. “Sleep.” I pushed him down under the tree, where he landed on a soft bed of moss. “No, it’s ok. Let me get you breakfast for morning.” Rick stood up, a light in his eyes. “It’s ok! I’ll do it!” I said. “You’re too tired! And I need a snack!” I shook my head. “I said I would! You were the one who was complaining!” Rick shoved me down. Then he grabbed a vine hanging next to him and started knotting it around one of my ankles. He laughed, and then raced off. I stood up. “Great. Tied up by my own boyfriend.” I chuckled slightly to myself. I tugged at the knot. It stayed put. I swooped down at a jagged rock near my feet and started hacking at the vine. In moments, I was free. I stumbled across to a blueberry bush and crammed as many blueberries as I could into my mouth at one time. The sweet taste filled my stomach, and I sat back. Smiling at the sky, I thought of my parents. Suddenly, two thoughts came into mind and I sat up, biting my lip hard. “What if they have starved? They hadn’t eaten probably longer than I had.” I whispered, closing my eyes as sleep began to take me. I bit my lip harder, so hard I felt blood on my lips, as the second thought came into my mind, just before I slept. “What if they don’t like Rick, and forbid me to see him ever again?” I wondered, nearly crying at the idea. Suddenly, I couldn’t resist, I fell asleep. “Blossom! Blossom!” Someone cried, shaking me. “Why are you tossing and turning and crying? Are you ok?” I opened my eyes to find Rick’s anxious face inches from mine.
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Post by Emily on Apr 3, 2006 22:34:44 GMT -5
Ch. 22-Maybe You Are Too Protective “N-nothing.” I said. “Just a bad dream. About you and me and Van and a couple others. Van was cutting your head off and my parents stood by nodding because they hadn’t liked you…” I buried my face in my knees, prepared to cry. Rick pulled me close. “You know that wouldn’t happen.” He whispered in my ear. “I’m sure your parents would hate me and hand me over to Van.” “What if Jack told him where you were?” I whimpered at the thought. “Van would come for you.” “Jack wouldn’t dare.” Rick growled, pulling away. “But I’m sure He wouldn’t turn you in. You heard Van… “You were loyal, Blah blah blah, yet you were distracted, blah. Well, something like that.” He crawled over to a bunch of wood a few feet away and pulled out of the pile two sticks. He began to rub them together. “What are you doing?” I asked curiously, clambering over. “Making a fire.” He said darkly. When I reached over to help, he swatted my hand away, muttering to himself. I think I heard, “Trying to take,” and “Just like Kai and sis,” and last, “Unfairly, trying to ruin love.” I sat back, just staring. “You know what? I think the villagers can be-and are- right sometimes. Occasionally you can be over-protective.” “What?” Rick turned to me heatedly. “I am not over-protective. You understand about Kai. Imagine your sweet and kind sister dating him. What you would think. ” “Well, if they were in love I wouldn’t bother them!” I said irritably. “I can tell it’s the same with me. You won’t let me love anyone else, take anyone else into my heart!” A sharp pain traveled across my cheek. Rick had slapped me. “Don’t!” He said furiously. “Of course I have let you take people in your heart! You have friends, don’t you? You have everything! I’ve let you have everything!” “No you haven’t!” I screamed, standing up. Rick dove at my legs, holding my legs. I stumbled back, and he landed on top of me. Then he kissed me, even if I was hot with fury.
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Post by Limegreen Queen on Apr 6, 2006 19:55:25 GMT -5
More please! Good so far!
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Post by Emily on Apr 8, 2006 19:26:55 GMT -5
Ch. 23-Sprites are Staring “Geroff!” My shout was muffled. I shook my head. “Sorry, sorry.” Rick rolled off. “Thank you.” I spat. I crawled over to the blueberry bush, and shoved some blueberries into my mouth. They calmed my anger. I closed my eyes. Calm the anger…I thought. If I’m gonna marry him, I gotta calm the anger… “What are you doing?” Rick called. “Eating.” I yelled back. I stood up and shoved more blueberries into my pockets. “Come on.” I replied. “We have to get my parents.” “Now?” Rick whined. “No, I mean in a million years.” I said sarcastically. “You can stay here.” I turned and started walking away. Rick looked over, jumped up, and followed. So much for a husband. “You know, for a soul mate,” Rick said. “You ain’t half bad.” “And you as a soul mate,” I turned, laughing. “You are a weird, nerdy, chicken-loving, over-protective, partly immature, and bizarre boy. But that’s exactly how I love you.” I pecked him on the cheek, he did the same, and then we both laughed. I slipped my hand in his as we began walking. I knew several long hours were ahead of me, so we both had filled up our pockets with snacks. Rick was hiding something else, though, his pockets were too bulgy. “Should we stop and…well…take a bath?” Rick asked several more hours later, stopping at a stream. I blushed immediately. Rick noticed and grinned. “Change in different bushes?” He asked, smirking. I nodded. I slipped my clothes off once I had reached the other side of the river. I peeked out, making sure he wasn’t looking, and snuck into the water. “Rick!” I called. “Get in!” “BOO!!” Something yelled behind me. I screamed and turned around. Rick fell onto the ground, laughing his head off. He could hardly breath, he was laughing too hard. I frowned. “WHAT WAS THAT FOR??” I shrieked. “You…should…have…seen...your…face…” Rick hooted. I scowled harder. I glared at Rick, and then began to swim away from him, down the river. “Hey, I was only joking!” Rick ran down the river, protesting innocently. “Can’t you take a joke?” “Didn’t seem like it!” I swam the other way, so he had to turn around. “By the way, why do you have so many scars?” He asked. I turned around. “WHAT!!!!!” I screamed. “YOU SAW ME GET IN???” Rick nodded. “Hey, that wasn’t very nice mister.” Someone said, and tugged on Rick’s shirt. We both turned in surprise and saw several sprite kids standing behind Rick, looking angry. “That wasn’t nice.” One of them repeated.
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Post by moko on Apr 8, 2006 20:30:23 GMT -5
attack of the sprite midgets! XD
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Post by Limegreen Queen on Apr 10, 2006 15:55:55 GMT -5
Lol. This story is really good!
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Post by Emily on Apr 10, 2006 19:24:16 GMT -5
Thanks XD
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