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My legs started bolting down the staircase before my mind could process what was happening. I mean being my paranoid self I would usually stop to think if there was a murderer in the house or a tribe of evil grasshoppers from a different dimention!

The thing was this scream sounded eerily like a girl who got up from her seat to find that it was covered in period blood...and then her crush walks in. Surprised with terror at the end.

I entered the kitchen to find Dan and Phil in a weird position with each other.

My crazy imagination calmed when I spotted Phil's semi-bloodied forefinger.

"Stop your whimpering its just blood." Dan said to Phil as he whiped Phil's finger which he had just tucked under his black t-shirt.

It was then that Phil noticed me standing in the doorway.

"Ellie I...um I just got a little scratch. He then proceded to pull his hand away from Dan and act awkwardly cool.

I couldn't help but let out a little giggle at how cute his crush was.

"Yeah, okay how about we just order takeout instead." I told him and handed him the cordless landline that was front down on the counter.

I didn't mind cooking dinner but I just wanted a chill night.

As I was exiting the kitchen I heard Phil order chicken and rice from The Great Wall chinese restaurant. The joint was right down the road and it was more like the great wall of graffite.

That place seriously brought down the standard of our neighborhood.

Celladore was a quiet neighborhood, where nothing interesting has happened in a really long time.

The Great Wall stuck out as different, I heard that it was the owner himself who vandalised the walls. Some people say that they've seen him spray paint in hand, after the restaurant closed, just painting.

All of the images outside of the building were really random and not very appealing.

However they did have the best wantons in the area so buisness was booming. Just as much as my stomach was growling.

I had't eaten anything since lunch and it was now seven thirty. The food better arrive soon because I am not the calmest wave whem I'm hungry. I'm more of thunderstorm in a glasscase of emotion.

Dan wasn't in the living room when I sat on the beige couch. That boy is always running off to his room or who knows where.

Mabe he's a secret grasswatching enthusist. I did find him outside mindlessly staring at the ground a time or two.

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Its the sexy endnotes

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