chapter 8:
//sharon's pov//
i arrived at the party and everyone's head turned a perfect 14 degrees as i walked through the door. i knew it, i really looked gorgalicious. i saw simon and we glared at each other, but i decided to ignore him for now because this was my- i mean shane's night! it was time to sing happy birthday so i pulled a meena the elephant from sing and started really showing off my yummy vocals. everyone cried at my beauteous voice as shane blew out the candles. i gave him my present and he loved it so much that he started humping it on the ground. we went out to start swimming in the pool and everyone simped over my gorgtastic body, especially... simon? next thing i knew someone had knocked me into the pool and simon caught me.. we looked lovingly into eachothers eyes and then-
//simons pov//
as sharon and i were looking lovingly into each other's eyes, shane threw a lamp at sharon's head out of jealousy. she was knocked out! i heard howie scream "oh no! someone call her husband, ozzy!" i rushed her to the hospital and they told me that she would be in a coma for a while. i visited her everyday and brought her milk and james charles socks in hope that she would wake up. everyone was worried, howie and grace vanderbilt brought ukuleles, howard even came by with some frozen hot pockets. just as the room was becoming a hazard from the rotting milk, sharon woke up!
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Poetrywelcome dear reader. imagine you are two lovers who can never express it. no one can ever know. your worlds are so different yet closely intertwined. this is that story. welcome to...lovers or not. read more to understand the thrills of passion and...
