//random edit chapter of the week as of January 28th 2013//
Rereading and editing this chapter, I am amazed I could have wrote such crappy writing haha. But thank you for all that voted and commented through the disgusting grammar and punctuation issues and repeating of words ('ie. 'to' & 'me' ((it has drove me insane as I read this)) )
Now, okay. Holy Mother Fruckers. I love the song Takes Two by MC Wallface and DJ Easy Rock. I knew it and loved It before the movie 'The Proposal'. I knew it since I was practically born.
So don't tell me I took something from The Proposal 'again' because I didn't. I just love that damn song. GOD!
//end my Rambo spree//
“True Love” by P!nk is the perfect song that describes PTBBG
Either hate it or love it, peeps!
Theme Song: Don’t Phunk With My Heart by Black Eyed Peas
Enjoy!
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Chapter 16: I’ve made a retarded choice...now twice?
Hardly flicking my eyelids open, an intense blur swarmed. I shut my eyes, and drifted to sleep.
Damnit. It’s a Wednesday. School day.
Groaning, I tried again, but a bright light flashed before me. Ugh, sunlight.
So not my best friend at this point.
For the third attempt, I gathered my arms to push myself to my knees. Rubbing my face, I managed to make out the ground beneath me; hard cement that could make a serious indent on the skin.
Suddenly, a fast jab shot through my head, like a dagger piercing into the skull. A loud wince escaped, and I massaged my forehead, the pain throbbing. Glancing to the side, a blue sparkling substance was beside me. I must have been in the backyard, near the pool.
I crawled over and dunked my head in the icy water, soaking myself to awaken. I gasped underwater and threw my head out, hair drenched. Grasping for control, I managed to get on my feet, only to find myself tipping.
Wobbling side to side, I gripped the first thing visible. It was something smooth, like warm flesh. Shaking my head, I squinted, and screamed.
A girl was dangling from the wall, their hands tied up and hanging from a wooden post. Darts surrounded her, inches along her body. I checked to see if she was breathing and sighed in relief.
“Man, teenagers can really sleep anywhere,” I mumbled as I slowly staggered onto steps which led to the house. Taking a quick glance, I looked around the backyard and found everyone trashed. People laid akin to dolls, drowning the floor with either a bottle in their hand or someone else’s clothing.
And I’d rather not describe the amount of nudityy.
I turned around and walked forward, ramming my head into the glass door. I staggered back, “Shit!” I punched the transparent screen and stupidly smacked my forehead against it.
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